"Douluo" eats my exquisite pagoda

Tang Jing didn't know where Ning Rongrong's confidence came from. He actually thought that he would kill Dai Mubai for her. To be honest, if Ning Rongrong hadn't been saved just now, it wouldn't be a big problem for the Holy Tower. big.

After all, if Ning Rongrong died at the hands of Dai Mubai, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect would first look for trouble with the Star Luo Empire instead of the Holy Tower. It just so happened that the Holy Tower and the Star Luo Empire had quite a lot of grievances.

You see, isn't this a coincidence? If it weren't for the Holy Tower's territory, the Holy Tower would be making a lot of money, okay?

But even on the territory of the Holy Tower, although it will affect the relationship between the Holy Tower and the Qibao Glazed Sect, to be honest, the Holy Tower actually does not lose money, and may even make a small profit.

Since the Holy Tower would not lose no matter what, and Tang Jing saved Ning Rongrong purely out of humanitarianism, why should he care about Ning Rongrong's questioning.

Tang Jing ignored Ning Rongrong's questioning and just smiled and said to Tang San and Xiao Wu, "Okay, let's go, let's go back. I'm really exhausted today."

"Tang Jing." Ning Rongrong's face turned red with anger and she called Tang Jing's name loudly, "Stop."

"What else do you want to do?" Tang Jing resisted the urge to roll his eyes in front of Ning Rongrong, turned around and asked her angrily, "I wonder if it's already very late now. Girls stay up late at a young age, so Not afraid of being bald.

Ning Rongrong was completely unaware of his own problem. He put his hands on his hips and said arrogantly, "Didn't you hear what I said! Why don't you kill him!"

Tang Jing was so angry that Ning Rongrong was so angry that his brain ached. Thanks to Oscar's quick awakening, he was immediately attracted by Xiao Ai's beauty. If he really wanted to hang himself on a tree with a crooked neck like the little princess, this Shrek Academy I’m not sure how lively it will be in the future.

After taking a few deep breaths, Tang Jing tried to suppress the pressure on his forehead by relying on the only trace of friendship between his classmates.

"Why did I stop him from killing you? That's why I didn't kill him." Tang Jing said it in a tactful and euphemistic way, but this did not prevent Ning Rongrong from understanding what he meant.

"You! Do you know how powerful our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is? Aren't you afraid that the Holy Tower behind you will blame you?" Ning Rongrong shouted unconvinced.

Looking at Ning Rongrong who stared at him unwillingly, Tang Jing suddenly felt that he was old and no longer the stupid and naive Tang Jing.

Thinking of this, Tang Jing was a little unhappy. Based on the principle that when I become mature, I should benefit my peers and let them grow up together, Tang Jing started his sermon.

"Ning Rongrong, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is not as powerful as you think."

"Martial Soul Palace is ready to move, Xing Luo is not willing to be outdone, Tian Dou has been coveting you so-called big sects, and our Holy Tower is constantly developing."

Tang Jing put his hands in his pockets and raised his chin slightly, even more arrogant than Ning Rongrong had shown to Dai Mubai just now.

"Your Qibao Glazed Sect is very dangerous."

"As the sole heir of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, you should practice seriously to prepare for the sect's future, instead of relying on the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to bully others outside."

"Especially here, you have to know that you are no more noble than anyone else."

"You should have heard what I said to Dai Mubai in the Linglong Pagoda, and I will give you the same words."

"Don't let down those who love you."

Ning Rongrong lowered her head after being told that she was a spoiled little princess, but she was also the heir of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Emotionally, Ning Rongrong wished she could call her two grandfathers over, desperate to make Dai Mubai and Tang Jing look good, but rationally, she told Ning Rongrong that Tang Jing was right.

Dai Mubai is the prince of the Star Luo Empire. No matter how transparent he is in the Star Luo Empire, he is still the prince of the Star Luo Empire. Tang Jing obviously has a close relationship with the Holy Tower, and the Holy Tower has developed rapidly in recent years, and can even compete with Wuhun Palace on a small scale.

Ning Rongrong knew very well that these two people were not like her 'friends' in the Qibao Glazed Sect, who could do whatever she wanted.

For a moment, Ning Rongrong subconsciously followed Tang Jing's thoughts and fell into regret and guilt. She clenched the corners of her clothes with her slender and weak hands, lowered her head and stared at the ground, unwilling to let Tang Jing and the others Seeing his eyes covered with water mist again.

Look at Ning Rongrong listening. , Tang Jing boasted a lot in his heart and praised himself for being a spiritual mentor.

However, Tang Jing only blew it for a while before coming back to his senses and thinking about how to end it. I was so happy during the lesson just now that I forgot how to step down for both parties.

Ning Rongrong is not Dai Mubai. Although Dai Mubai is the prince of the Star Luo Empire, he can't stand being favored by others, and he deserves it. ?

But Ning Rongrong is different. After all, she is the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect. Now she is confused by what Tang Jing said. She needs to reflect on herself and turn off the microphone for a while. When she comes back to her senses, she may not know how to say something shocking. Woolen cloth.

It's so annoying, I want to go back to sleep.

Tang Jing, who believed that his emotional intelligence had reached the limit and was in urgent need of backup rescue, kept his gaze on Ning Rongrong and secretly sent a message through Linglong Pagoda.

【Small without big size】

[A small tower: Help! Jianghu first aid! 】

[A small tower: I think I went too far! 】

[A small tower: help me! 】

[A small tower: Mistress! 】

[A small tower: Xiao Wu! 】

[A small tower: help! 】

Tang Jing's crazy screen-swiping message was not received by Tang San. Because he was addicted to hidden weapons all year round and had Tang Jing and Xiao Wu around him, Tang San really rarely used his mobile phone, and his mobile phone was always on silent. state.

Of course, Tang San, whose phone didn't even vibrate, would have realized that Tang Jing, who was putting pressure on Ning Rongrong with his hands in his pockets and scolding him, would actually flash the screen in a small group of three people, calling for help.

Tang Jing glanced at his brothers and sisters out of the corner of his eye and knew that Tang San was hopeless. He put his hand on the vibrating cell phone in his pocket and debated whether Xiao Wu was his savior.

Decisively abandoning the small group of three, Tang Jingma opened the private chat and turned on the non-stop window shaking mode.

Administrator-only version, uninterrupted window jitter mode, essential for prompting manuscripts, you deserve it.

Tang San was naturally unaware of this wave of continuous shock, but Xiao Wu understood it instantly and no longer hesitated whether it was inappropriate to look at his phone in this seemingly solemn atmosphere.

[Private chat—a little tower—a little rabbit]

[A little rabbit:? 】

After reading the news in the small group, Xiao Wu slowly typed out?

What's going on, little brother, I see you are quite proud now.

[A small tower: Help! 】

[A little rabbit:? 】

[A Little Tower: I know you understand, please, Sister Xiaowu. 】

Xiao Wu remained unmoved and indifferently dunked another one?

Wake up, silly kid, I am no longer the Xiao Wu who can be dismissed with just one sentence.

Hurry up and get some real materials that you can see.

Tang Jing dared to swear on Tang San's women's clothing that Xiao Wu definitely knew what he was asking for help. She was just waiting for an opportunity to blackmail his handsome brother. Damn it.

Pretending to be casual, he quickly glanced at Ning Rongrong. Tang Jing felt that something was not good. The little princess seemed to have regained her breath. Her hands stopped shaking and her tears stopped falling. She is so blessed.

[A small tower: VIP member of the Douluo Forum for a month. 】

Don’t you just want to gather some wool? I’ll do it for you.

[A Little Rabbit: VIP members of the Douluo Forum for three months will receive this season’s limited out-of-print decorations. 】

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, even if one is a recharged member of the Santa Tower, one has to pay to buy limited edition out-of-print decorations!

The Holy Tower is engaged in infrastructure construction and commerce and collects taxes, making money every day.

But the Holy Tower belongs to the Holy Tower, and Tang Jing belongs to Tang Jing. The Holy Tower's funds are public funds. Tang Jing receives a salary like other civil servants in the Holy Tower, and it is a fully allocated one. At most, as the owner of the tower, Tang Jing's salary is higher. That’s all.

However, the prestige of being a wealthy person like Douluo Forum VIP members and limited out-of-print decorations is simply not what Tang Jing, who is earning a dead salary, can afford.

Not to mention that he used his own salary to subsidize the lavish Xiao Wu, and Tang Hao, who had a clean face compared to others in the world.

Liangxiu Qingfeng also wanted to subsidize the two laggards. Tang Jing said that he would not accept this wave of price hikes.

[A Little Tower: Don’t bully others too much! 】

Xiao Wu deliberately shook the phone at an angle that Tang Jing could see out of the corner of his eye. Shi Shiran pressed the screen off and pretended to put the phone back in his pocket.

Damn!

Xiao Wu was obviously not like this before, who did she learn from?

However, there is a price that must be paid. As Tang Jing himself said, as the master of the Holy Tower, he also has responsibilities that he must bear.

Even though he has always been a hands-off shopkeeper, even if he still wears the vest of the third branch of the Holy Tower to the outside world, Tang Jing still knows it in his heart.

In the eyes of people like Flanders, Ning Fengzhi, and Bibi Dong, his little vest is basically useless. Although it is true that no one knows that he is the master of the Holy Tower, everyone knows the third branch of the Holy Tower. The Lord is the great master of formation, Danaku.

In the eyes of the big guys, even if they are sure that Tang Jing is not the third branch master of the True Holy Tower, they can still tell that Tang Jing has a close relationship with the Holy Tower just by looking at the martial arts.

Under such circumstances, Tang Jing and Ning Rongrong were actually the same. In terms of external words and deeds, he is not only responsible for himself, but also responsible for the Holy Tower.

Forget about trivial matters, and the skin will be peeled off. But diplomacy is no small matter, and Tang Jing really talked too much today.

Seeing that Xiao Wu had already stretched out his claws to put on Tang San's shoulders, as if he was really going to leave Tang Jing behind and take the first step, Tang Jing had no choice but to compromise.

[A small tower: deal. 】

At this moment, Tang Jing's heart was bleeding.

Damn it, who came up with the Douluo Forum hierarchy in the first place? I want to tear my head off.

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