Douluo's opening one dragon

"No, no." Ning Rongrong stammered a little softly, her beautiful eyes looked out of the window from time to time.

Xiao Wu didn't tell the truth, she didn't continue, she walked to Deng Jiang whose arm was bandaged, and knocked on Deng Jiang's forehead with her hand, feeling quite relieved.

"Brother Jiang, no, Brother Jiang, I told you to bully me normally, but this time it's my turn to bully you." Xiao Wu said.

Deng Jiang:. . .

Looking at his hands, Deng Jiang smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Wait for me!"

Hearing Deng Jiang's words of revenge, Xiao Wu, who wanted to bully Deng Jiang again, fell into hesitation.

"Brother Jiang, aren't you afraid of being beaten with a sap if you are still so rampant when you are sick?" Tang San defended Xiao Wu.

"Oh?" Deng Jiang was confident in his heart, "Do you want to fight?"

Tang San felt very helpless for someone like Deng Jiang who was full of fighting talent. He had used poison attacks, flying needles, and darts before, but he couldn't hit Deng Jiang once. Deng Jiang's strength lies in his fast speed, high dodge, and ability to control , except for the weak attack power, there is no weakness.

"No, no, brother Jiang, I'm not your opponent, I was just joking with you just now." Tang San, who was also bullied a lot, waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, you are here to affect the patient's treatment." Ning Rongrong sternly urged Tang San and Xiao Wu to leave.

"It's okay, Rong Rong, let them stay, I'm not as bad as you think." Deng Jiang said casually.

"Um..."

Ning Rongrong thought for a moment, "Then, listen to Brother Jiang..."

"Boom boom boom!"

Deng Jiang chatted with Ning Rongrong, Tang San, and Xiao Wu for a while, when there was a knock on the door of the dormitory.

Wearing a gorgeous dress, Dai Mobai walked in and said anxiously: "The principal called us to gather at the playground."

"it is good."

"Do you want to go?" Ning Rongrong looked at Deng Jiang on the bed.

Dai Mobai nodded, "I'm going to go, it seems that I want B to announce something very important."

"Including Brother Jiang?" Ning Rongrong asked.

Dai Mobai hesitated for a while and said: "Yes."

"The teacher here is too much." Ning Rongrong said angrily, "I won't go."

"Indeed." Tang San nodded.

"Actually, I'm fine." Deng Jiang squeezed Deng's tightly guarded hand and said with a smile.

"Yesterday you had densely packed countless blades, how did you heal so quickly?" Ning Rongrong's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Stop talking, hurry up, or we will all be punished." Dai Mobai paused and said, "I'll go find Zhuqing."

After conveying the order, he walked out of the dormitory.

"We won't go." Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, "I won't go to this class anymore."

"I'm really fine." Deng Jiang said, waving his hand, "If you don't believe it..."

As Deng Jiang spoke, his soul power was circulating, and the tight Deng bandages on his hands were broken into dozens of pieces of cloth, revealing a pair of perfect white hands.

"Look, don't you?" Deng Jiang moved his hands.

Ning Rongrong stepped forward, hesitated for a while, held Deng Jiang's hand with his own small hand, carefully looked at Deng Jiang's unscathed wound with light blue pupils, and his eyes gradually became unbelievable.

"Well, why did it heal so quickly?" Ning Rongrong then looked at Deng Jiang's eyes, the bloody eyes from yesterday were also healed.

"Brother Jiang, you were healed so quickly by my second martial soul sword yesterday."

"Second Martial Soul, you say that I somehow took out a simple and simple sword." Deng Jiang pondered: "I am somewhat familiar with that sword, but it is definitely not my Martial Soul."

"This isn't a martial spirit, is it a soul tool?" Ning Rongrong, who stood tall and looked far away, grew up in a top sect, thought that the thing Deng Jiang took out might be a soul tool.

"Maybe." He had never seen this sword before, so Deng Jiang was not sure.

"Maybe..." Deng Jiang hesitated. Deng Jiang had a feeling that the three years of lost memory might have some clues about the simple sword that appeared inexplicably yesterday.

"What could it be?" Ning Rongrong's curiosity was aroused.

"You two should hurry up, the dean has been waiting for half an hour." Dai Mobai's voice came into the dormitory, and the descendants also arrived.

For the two of them, Deng Jiang looked back and forth, his attention was distracted because of doubts in his heart, and only then did he notice that he and Ning Rongrong were the only ones in the dormitory.

"Let's go." Deng Jiang stood up. There was no blood on his psychic robes. It was the same as the new ones. Deng Jiang looked very mysterious, sacred, and special.

"Brother Jiang, we won't go." Ning Rongrong tugged at Deng Jiang's white sleeves trimmed with golden moons and stars, with a pleading tone.

"Why?" Deng Jiang didn't understand Ning Rongrong's character and asked in doubt.

"Oh, I just don't want to go." Ning Rongrong frowned in the middle of her picturesque eyebrows.

"If you want to go, I'll carry you!" Ning Rongrong rolled her beautiful eyeballs, pursed her lips and smiled, and stared at Deng Jiang with pretty eyes.

"No, I appreciate your kindness." Deng Jiang ignored Ning Rongrong's charm skills, and rejected the idea of ​​being carried by a girl for the first time.

"What are you two doing here?" An angry scolding sound came into the dormitory, disturbing the two people who were in the same room.

The one who disturbed them was none other than Flender, the principal of Shrek Academy, surrounded by Tang San Xiaowu, Zhu Zhuqing, Oscar, Dai Mobai, and a fat red-haired man Deng Jiang had never seen before.

"Uh..." Deng Jiang, as someone who often doesn't go to morning classes, didn't go to class on the first day, which made him feel a little embarrassed for someone who often did such things.

"Hmph." Ning Rongrong hugged her developing breasts with both hands, her face was also ugly, what is she, she is the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she has received such scolding treatment there, and immediately showed that she is not afraid of anything character.

"Chat?" Flender asked, "Do you know what this place is? Shrek Academy, the place where monsters are cultivated, it's almost noon now, and you're still flirting here.

"I'll give you two choices now. One is to run around the entire village forty times and let this matter go. The other is for you two to get out of here."

"What do you choose?" Ning Rongrong looked at Deng Jiang expectantly.

"I, whatever." Deng Jiang said indifferently.

If you choose the second, in this case, wouldn’t you have to separate from Brother Jiang, and you will never see such a handsome and powerful Brother Jiang, who saved my life again? A rare person leaves me Ning Rongrong thought of this, her eyes became firm.

Isn't it just forty circles? I, Ning Rongrong, am the young lord of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. It's no wonder that I, Ning Rongrong, only hesitated for half a minute, and said softly, "I choose one."

How to say that sentence, people are in the rivers and lakes, and the adopted son is in charge.

"I'll choose one." Deng Jiang followed suit, after all, this matter was related to him, and Ning Rongrong's protest was also for him, no matter what Ning Rongrong chose this time, he would follow.