Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 78 Master, do you know this sentence?

"There should be eyeliners." Tang San guessed that although Tang Hao didn't monitor them, he arranged for others to monitor them.

Only in this way, Tang Hao got the news so quickly, and conveyed the information to himself in the form of letters.

Regarding Tang San's guess, Mo Wentian nodded, and said: "It is only possible that he will know so quickly and give you instructions. There has been no information for almost five years, except for your Tang family's black card. Kawai, I almost forgot about you."

Tang San forced a smile, "I hope he forgets about me, so that I can live a little more comfortably and improve my level better."

Mo Wentian said: "Third brother, don't be so discouraged, some things are beyond our control. Besides, Ning Rongrong is not bad, you should also think about it..."

Tang San shook his head, "Wentian, brother, don't try to persuade me, you know, I don't know how to talk about the relationship between my sons and daughters before my revenge is avenged."

Mo Wentian blinked his eyes, "I didn't ask you to talk, I just told you to lie, besides, you have to do the same, don't you?"

Tang San smiled helplessly, "Yes, I have to do this, and now I still can't help myself, and I can't betray him yet."

Mo Wentian patted Tang San's shoulder, "Let's quickly finish this sedan chair, and then carry it over."

Tang San was startled, "Qiantian, are we really doing it?"

Mo Wentian nodded, Tang San said again: "But, I won't! I won't do it!"

Mo Wentian calmly took out a bamboo stool from the moonlit night at 24 bridges.

"???" Tang San's mind was full of question marks.

He couldn't figure it out, what on earth did Mo Wentian want to do, was this bamboo stool used to sit on by himself?
Mo Wentian calmly took the bamboo stool, picked out two long and straight ones from the pile of branches, put the bamboo stool on it, and tied it up.

Tang San understood instantly, it's just...

He looked back at the pile of branches on the ground, and asked speechlessly: "So, what are these branches used for?"

Mo Wentian shrugged his shoulders, and replied: "No reason, let's play around, we can't let them know, we can do it this way, right? Life needs a sense of ritual, and it's the same with people and things!"

Tang San was very speechless, but seeing that Mo Wentian was about to finish the binding, he also fiddled with it casually, so it shouldn't make people think that he was watching a show here.

Soon, Mo Wentian finished the work, he glanced at Tang San, and asked puzzledly: "Third brother, what are you doing?"

Tang San looked back at Mo Wentian, said: "I'm pretending to be Bi...oh, no, I'm helping."

Mo Wentian understood instantly, and cast a contemptuous glance at Tang San, "Okay, don't pretend to be Bi, let's go over now, we can't make that young lady wait too long."

Tang San responded, and watched Mo Wentian's continuous gestures before reacting, walked over and lifted the so-called big sedan chair with Mo Wentian.

Soon, Mo Wentian and Tang San came back carrying the big sedan chair.

Dai Mubai: "..." Can this work?

Ma Hongjun: "..." Oh my god, who is this perfunctory?

Zhu Zhuqing: "..." The sedan chair for eight people is a bit small.

Xiao Wu: "..." Brother, is it really okay for you to be like this?

They looked at the big sedan chair in darkness, and for a moment, they didn't know what to say. Is it really okay to be so perfunctory, as if they were lying.

Ning Rongrong's face darkened, she looked at Mo Wentian with something wrong, she felt that she was a fool, easy to bully, right?

"Mo Wentian, what do you mean by this?!" Ning Rongrong questioned word by word, she was very angry now, and wished to beat Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian said calmly: "Rongrong, my eldest lady, there are only these materials here. If you make a sedan chair out of branches, you probably won't be able to go back at dawn. Are you going to starve with us?"

Ning Rongrong shook his head, and Mo Wentian went on to say: "This bamboo stool, don't look at it like this, an ordinary person can't sit on it. It's more stable than a branch, and it's more comfortable to sit on, like a bamboo stool. It’s like a luxurious sofa. Look at them, shall I sit for them? Tell you, no!”

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, and Mo Wentian said again: "Also, if you sit up, my third brother and I will carry you back. You are like a queen. How face-saving, such treatment, they can't help it. No."

Ning Rongrong thought about it, and felt that this was the reason, they were lifting themselves up and sitting, they were indeed like queens.

Xiao Wu made up the knife beside Ning Rongrong, and said: "Sister Rong, you have to trust my brother, my brother never lies, he said that my sister is the queen, and my sister is the queen."

Ning Rongrong nodded, "Xiao Wu, sister believes what you say."

Xiao Wu said without hesitation: "Xiao Wu believes in brother's words."

Mo Wentian grinned at Ning Rongrong, "My Lady Queen, please."

Ning Rongrong looked at Mo Wentian who bowed respectfully and nodded, then looked at Tang San behind him, only to see Tang San smiling foolishly.

Ning Rongrong raised her delicate legs high, walked over, and sat down arrogantly, as if she was really a queen of a generation.

Dai Mubai shook his head, and walked away holding Zhu Zhuqing's hand, he really couldn't bear to watch this farce.

Ma Hongjun glanced at Ning Rongrong, gulped down his saliva, and said to himself, "Master Rongrong's model is really charming, I really want to be spurred on." He hadn't felt such a heartbeat for a long time.

"Get off!"

Ning Rongrong shouted, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth, and lifted Ning Rongrong together with Tang San.

Of course, their back baskets did not fall, after all, whether they can eat or not depends on the back baskets.

Just like that, they set off again, heading towards Shrek Academy.

An hour later, they finally saw the gate of Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang and Flender were waiting for their return.

However, when Yu Xiaogang and Flender saw Ning Rongrong, they looked at each other dumbfounded for a long time.

"Just now, is this considered a foul?" Flender asked with a wry smile.

"Forget it, you ask me, who should I ask?" Yu Xiaogang was also helpless, and really confirmed that sentence, you have a good plan and I have a ladder, so I asked you if you were afraid.

"The Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall!" Flender shook his head. If he used his brain to practice, there would be nothing to worry about.

"Master! Principal!" Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing came back first, Ma Hongjun followed behind them, Xiao Wu was not slow, Mo Wentian, Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing came last.

Yu Xiaogang coughed, looked at Ning Rongrong, she didn't respond, she was still sitting on the bamboo stool.

Yu Xiaogang said, "Come down."

Only then did Ning Rongrong come to her senses, and said "Oh" obediently, Yu Xiaogang said again: "Rongrong, you came to the academy for the purpose of cultivation, if you continue to do this, you can go back."

Ning Rongrong: "..." Master, do you only know this sentence?

(End of this chapter)