Douluo's opening send-off system

"Hey! I'm talking to you!"

Facing Ning Rongrong, who obviously regarded herself as a fool, Han Wuyi just raised her head and glanced at her, then continued carrying water and left.

Ning Rongrong was so angry that she was ignored. She immediately rolled her eyes and started to tiptoe towards Han Wuyi.

Carrying a load of water and walking slowly, Han Wuyi naturally let Ning Rongrong follow easily.

Looking at Han Wuyi who was close at hand, Ning Rongrong smiled, with a very evil smile. He raised his sinful hands and pushed towards Han Wuyi. Han Wuyi, who had already realized it, turned around and said, Rongrong missed the opportunity and fell directly onto the steps, being doused with water.

Chen Xin, who was hiding under the shade of the tree, was furious with his eyes, but he didn't rush out. The fault was with the little princess. He had no reason to beat up Han Wuyi, but decided to teach him "sword practice" tomorrow.

Seeing half of the water spilled out of the bucket, Han Wuyi's expression suddenly darkened under his bamboo hat. He glanced coldly at Ning Rongrong, who was lying on the steps with a dull look on his face, and walked down the mountain.

"what!"

Ning Rongrong, who had been touched by Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo since she was a child, had never suffered such injustice before. She was stunned for a while, and the water droplets slid down her delicate skin. A gust of cool wind hit her, and she suddenly felt cold. He shuddered and screamed.

Summoning her martial soul, she held up the small tower, climbed up, and rushed towards Han Wuyi who was going down the mountain. She only had one idea now, and that was to kill this bastard.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Ning Rongrong rushing behind him. He moved his feet slightly and moved his body to the side. With such a small move, Ning Rongrong brushed his shoulder and rushed over. When he passed by, She turned to look at him, her eyes filled with surprise and fear, which then turned into despair.

More than five thousand steps rolled from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain. He was either dead or disabled. In despair, he withdrew his martial spirit and raised his hands to protect his face.

Han Wuyi: "???"

If the martial spirit doesn't possess you, why would you still collect the martial spirit? Are you afraid that you won't die?

He hurriedly reached out and grabbed Ning Rongrong's back collar, "Hiss~" The material of this dress is good... Bah! It’s really bad!

The title of the richest man in the world of Qibao Glazed Sect must have been dug out!

Seeing that Ning Rongrong was about to fall down the steps, he threw away the burden on his shoulders, and instantly came to Ning Rongrong to hold her shoulders, straighten her upright, take off the black robe, cover her, and look back.

The two wooden barrels were rolling down the mountain, and the poles were also "running" toward the foot of the mountain.

Well~ everything was as expected. He raised his feet and took a few steps, running down the mountain like a swallow playing in the water.

Sword Douluo under the shade of the tree disappeared first, and the Ghost Leopard on the tree branch hurriedly followed.

The pain never came as expected, but instead a gust of wind blew by, as if a piece of clothing had been slapped on her. Ning Rongrong's fingers quietly opened a gap, and she saw Han Wuyi's figure like a falling goose, running down the mountain. go.

Attracted by Han Wuyi's strong and vigorous figure, he couldn't help but put down his hands, wanting to see more clearly, but felt something slipping, and looked down - "Ah!!!!"

A scream startled countless birds.

No one can see the scenery in that scene, which is a bit... Bah! Such beastly conjectures are disgraceful to us scholars! . (Someone can make a picture and send it to me privately so I can think about it.)

Ghost Leopard, who followed Chen Xin down the mountain, was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it when he saw what Chen Xin was doing...