"Teacher, we are back." Tang San scratched his head and said.
"Got it." He responded at that time, then turned around and took out a piece of information.
"This is the opponent you are going to face today. The entire Soul Master team, Mubai, you are not allowed to use the fourth soul skill. Xiao San is not allowed to use the Eight Spider Spear. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" the crowd shouted.
The game started soon. Jiang Siming was watching the game leisurely and smoking. Suddenly Jiang Siming felt a murderous aura. Jiang Siming did not make any unusual movements, he just felt it carefully. But the strange thing was that
The murderous aura suddenly disappeared again. A pair of hands suddenly patted his shoulders. Jiang Siming looked back and saw a handsome face. He couldn't help but say, "You are more handsome than me."
The handsome young man smiled awkwardly and said, "Can I sit down and have a chat with you?"
"I said to this handsome guy, I don't like men. Although I am very handsome, you have seen the wrong person." Jiang Siming refused righteously. In fact, Jiang Siming was pretending to be stupid at all.
The murderous intention was so clear. Although he was not sure, it was probably the harmless young man in front of him. Although he was not sure of the young man's strength, Jiang Siming actually had a sense of danger. Jiang Siming was sure that there was something behind the young man in front of him.
There is great power. After all, not everyone belongs to that system, everyone is the protagonist.
The handsome young man smiled awkwardly and sat down without any further politeness. "Brother Jiang is exactly what the teacher said, he is very humorous!"
"Teacher? Who is it?" Jiang Siming said doubtfully.
"Ning Fengzhi." The handsome young man finally calmed down and said calmly. She was usually very calm, but she was aroused by a few words. It can only be said that the image Ning Fengzhi gave to the handsome young man Jiang Siming was very different from what he had seen.
Too many, resulting in a huge sense of disparity.
"F*ck!" Jiang Siming couldn't help but curse. In his heart, there were already ten thousand grass and mud horses running across the river. "Xue Qinghe? Qian Renxue! Ning Fengzhi is floating." Jiang Siming already regretted handing over m4a1.
To Ning Fengzhi. No wonder when Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo left that day, Jiang Siming found that one bullet was missing, leaving only two. He thought it was lost, but he didn't care.
I didn't expect it to be used to show off, or to use the power of the royal family for research. After all, the Qibao Glazed Sect is close to the Tiandou royal family, and the royal family can trust him more than Jiang Siming. This can give Jiang Siming
What a shame, he came into the Wuhun Palace's sight too early. Although he was not sure whether Qian Renxue would mention it to Bibi Dong, the people from the Elders' Hall of the Wuhun Palace definitely knew about it.
"Ahem, it turns out he's a disciple of Sect Master Ning! What do you call him? I wonder what he's doing with a mere soul master like me?" Jiang Siming twitched the corner of his mouth and pretended not to recognize him.
"Brother Jiang, just call me Xue Qianren." Qian Renxue smiled politely.
Jiang Siming was speechless for a while, "Can't you be more serious about the name? You put it backwards, but it seems that you are not afraid of being recognized. After all, Qian Renxue claimed to have died long ago. I'm afraid not many people remember it. Even if she is
If someone is willing to find out, no one will care."
"It turns out to be Brother Xue!" Jiang Siming just called him, wanting to end the conversation as soon as possible.
"I wonder if Brother Jiang can give me a favor? Let's find a place to sit down and chat slowly." Qian Renxue said with an unchanging smile.
"No? My mother asked me to go home for dinner." Jiang Siming refused. If Jiang Siming really went, he would have used his trump card to kill Qian Renxue. According to the plot, Qian Renxue is now
He should only be at the level of a level 60 soul emperor, so he should be able to kill him.
But it is impossible to remain calm. Besides, how can a prince go on patrol? Without bodyguards. Another situation is that Jiang Siming is taken away directly and forced to hand over the method of making bullets. After all, emperors are iron-blooded, I am afraid that this time
Qian Renxue came out with the approval of Emperor Xueye.
"Brother Jiang is really interesting. Brother Jiang and I really hit it off. But today I have a mission, so I'm afraid I have to wrong Brother Jiang." Qian Renxue had slowly put away her smile, her face expressionless.
Jiang Siming thought to himself, "Grandpa, I'm really afraid of you. At worst, I'll hide in the mountains to practice. Then I'll come out and chop down all your Spirit Halls."
The two people's eyes kept colliding, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger. In sharp contrast to the lively situation in the audience, the audience was watching the exciting game and no one paid attention to them.
On the lively audience stage, when the two were about to make a move, two big hands held them down.
"His Royal Highness, since Xiaoyou Jiang doesn't agree, it's not good for us to force others to do whatever it takes!" A majestic voice sounded.
"Sword Douluo!" A fierce light flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes, but it only passed away. Then she was replaced with respect again.
Jiang Siming couldn't help but click his tongue in his heart, "As expected of the prince, his face changes so quickly."
"Sect Master said, Your Majesty does not agree with your decision. The Tiandou royal family has always convinced people with virtue." Sword Douluo said slowly, and then left.
Qian Renxue looked at Jiang Siming with a hint of unwillingness, and then put on a smile on her face, "It seems that we have no chance to meet Brother Jiang today. We will meet again another day. Farewell!"
"Damn, it's a good thing that I don't agree. Otherwise, there really would be no way to end today." Jiang Siming thought with some worry.
"In this case, there is no need to participate in the Soul Master Competition." Jiang Siming fell into thinking. With his strong personal strength, Wuhun Palace may not care too much. After all, he can kill with a bunch of people, but one person can master a skill that can change the overall situation.
It's something, and it's very powerful. I'm afraid that Wuhun Palace may find some reason to do it.
"Impossible. From what I know about the urinary system, the Soul Master Competition will definitely have a sign-in task. It seems that we need to think of a way."
"Oh, it's all because I'm so handsome and I'm always remembered."
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Inside the Qibao Glazed Sect.
"Uncle Jian, you are back." Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.
"That kid is not simple." Sword Douluo said seriously.
"Oh? Since I can get into Uncle Jian's eyes?" Ning Fengzhi said with interest.
"I heard all the conversation between Jiang Siming and His Highness the Crown Prince." Sword Douluo is a level 97 titled Douluo. It is easy to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.
"Somehow, he seemed to have guessed the identity of His Highness the Crown Prince, or he had a deep fear of His Highness the Crown Prince from the first sight. The boy's seemingly nonsensical answer was actually just testing."
Ning Fengzhi nodded. He had talked with Jiang Siming and naturally knew that Jiang Siming was not as simple as he appeared.
"Also, this is what shocked me the most. The aura emitted by Jiang Siming at that time actually triggered my Seven Kills Sword. The Seven Kills Sword seemed to be scared, as if it had seen a savage beast." There was a trace of Sword Douluo's words in his words.
Not peaceful.
"Uncle Jian, are you serious?" Ning Fengzhi was no longer calm.
"Fengzhi, Rongrong and Jiang Siming are classmates. If Jiang Siming really has two brushes, he would be a good candidate. What's more, we can't make the bullets needed for his kind of weapon." Sword Douluo said calmly.
said.
"I'm afraid not. Jiang Siming is very close to that girl from Xing Luo. And Rongrong is relatively close to that genius food-type soul master." Ning Fengzhi shook his head. Ning Fengzhi actually didn't want Oscar to be with Ning Fengzhi.
Rongrong is together. But he only has a daughter. If it is really compared with her daughter's happiness, he will definitely respect her daughter's choice.