Douluo: My Wuhun is actually myself

How dare you play like this without that amount?

Okay, just carry it away.

Song Wuque lowered his head and glanced at Ning Rongrong, his face turned red, he didn't know what he was dreaming about in his drunken dream, and kept giggling there.

"Rongrong, Rongrong." Song Wuque pushed her.

She hummed twice, but had no reaction at all.

Qian Renxue said awkwardly to Ning Fengzhi: "Teacher, I didn't know Rongrong's drinking capacity was so bad. I'm very sorry."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said, "It's okay. As long as she's safe, it's okay to let her suffer a little, so that she doesn't behave like this when she's alone in the future."

"The teacher is right. To express my apology, I would like to toast the teacher again."

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Everyone is numb, okay?

……

Facts have proved that Qian Renxue is really good at drinking.

An hour later, she was still talking and laughing calmly, and her expression had not changed at all.

Ning Fengzhi and Song Wuque's faces turned red.

After Sword Douluo took a small sip at the beginning, he stopped drinking again.

Ning Rongrong was sleeping on a chair with her back covered with a coat.

Qian Renxue suddenly said: "Mr. Song, what do you think of the current Wuhun Palace?"

Are you trying to trick me after seeing me drinking too much?Song Wuque squinted his eyes, looking like he was really almost drunk.

What do you think?

The two empires are fighting each other, and the Wuhun Palace is still developing and watching with eager eyes. The establishment of the Wuhun Empire is only a matter of time.

But Song Wuque pretended to be confused. He didn't say these things. Instead, he looked at Qian Renxue with sleepy eyes and said, "What did His Highness say? Hey, why are there two His Highnesses~"

There was also a long tail note.

Yes, just install it hard.

You can play dead.

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes.

But he didn't continue to ask.

The banquet is over.

Ning Fengzhi invited Song Wuque to be a guest at the Qibao Glazed Sect, but Song Wuque did not go.

So, Ning Fengzhi carried Ning Rongrong on his back, Sword Douluo used the Seven Killing Sword, and flew directly back to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Song Wuque and Qian Renxue were the only ones left in the room.

"Does Mr. Song have a place to stay?" Qian Renxue asked.

"Residence? No." Song Wuque shook his head.

"Sir, you seem a little drunk. Why don't you stay here? The accommodation here is quite good." Qian Renxue said.

"Huh? Wouldn't it be too much trouble?" Song Wuque asked.

"No trouble, come here and arrange the best guest room for Mr. Song." Qian Renxue turned to face the room and said, and immediately the attendants started to arrange it.

In less than a minute, a room card was handed over to Song Wuque.

The efficiency is top notch.

"Then thank you, Your Highness. Are you going back to the palace tonight? If not, we can sleep together and have a long talk all night long," Song Wuque said.

Qian Renxue, who didn't blush no matter how much she drank, suddenly turned red, and even her ears looked like they were about to bleed.

"Your Highness? But what's the inconvenience?" Song Wuque squinted his eyes at her, feeling the pleasure of succeeding in his evil intentions.

"Ah, no, no, I remembered that there are still some matters in the palace that have not been dealt with, and now I urgently need to go back and have a rest. Mr. Song, let's wait for another day." Qian Renxue said hurriedly.

"Okay, okay, another day, another day." Song Wuque said.

"Farewell." Qian Renxue greeted her guards and left in a hurry.

Seeing Qian Renxue running away, Song Wuque laughed heartily.

After looking at the room card, Song Wuque asked the waiter and quickly found his room.

It's better to say it's a room than a villa.

The level of luxury is astonishing.

The total area is probably not less than 500 square meters.

You can even ride a horse inside.

Song Wuque found the bathroom and took a cold shower, then sat cross-legged on the bed and started the immortal breathing method.

As soon as the Immortal Breathing Technique was activated, the smell of alcohol on his body immediately disappeared, and he became extremely sober, with the surface of his body covered with a layer of crystal silver light.

Song Wuque just crossed his legs and fell into a deep sleep, but the immortal breathing method was still being practiced automatically according to inertia.

The next day, Song Wuque opened his eyes at dawn.

Song Wuque was surprised to find that he was about to break through again.

It’s really great that you can practice while sleeping.

Get up, get dressed and wash up.

Song Wuque opened the door and went to find a place to have breakfast.

I saw two people walking in front of me.

Song Wuque trotted after him.

"Brother, where can I have breakfast?" he asked.

"Huh? Who are you?"

The person who answered him was a tall young man of similar age to him, with fiery red hair.

And beside him was an old man whose whole body was green and even his hair was green.

At this time, this man was staring at Song Wuque with his narrow eyes.

Song Wuque felt like he was being targeted by a ferocious beast.

What a ruthless person, his whole body is green, even his hair and eyebrows are not spared, he is really a ruthless person.

But Song Wuque already vaguely knew who this person was.

This look, this outfit, this fluctuation of soul power makes him a perfect 'ordinary titled Douluo' Dugu Bo.

And this young man, if nothing else goes wrong, should be Xue Beng, the prince of the Tiandou Empire.

This guy who looks like a dandy, but is actually a dandy and a tolerant guy, was bumped into just after having breakfast?

But it is not difficult to understand.

After all, this is a hotel used by the royal family. The people who come in and out of here are either princes or princesses, or they are generals and ministers.

Avalanche is here, that makes sense.

Song Wuque recovered his thoughts and said with a smile, "Call me handsome."

"Beautiful boy? What the hell is your name? I've never heard of it, get lost." Xue Beng said and walked away. Poison Douluo glanced at Song Wuque again and followed Xue Beng's footsteps to leave.

Song Wuque: "..."

I get scolded for asking for directions?Is there any more heavenly justice?

If you don't tell me, it will be over if dad follows you. What else can you do at this time other than to have breakfast?

Song Wuque followed Xue Beng and Poison Douluo in the direction they left.

Sure enough, the idea was right.

Soon, he came to a self-selected restaurant.

At this time, a variety of food and drinks were already placed on the table that was several hundred meters long.

Various snacks and fruits, breads, meats, meals, and seasonal vegetables are all available, including some that should not be available.

For example, out-of-season food and wine stored for decades.

"Hey, I like this corrupt capital life so much." Song Wuque said underestimated, picked up a dinner plate and picked up his own food.

Seeing that he had almost everything, Song Wuque found an empty table and started eating on his own.

But after a while, Song Wuque felt someone walking towards him.

He looked up and saw a cute girl with short silver hair.

The girl was about twelve or thirteen years old. She looked at him with a pink face.

???

Several question marks appeared on Song Wuque's head.

He doesn't know this little girl.

OK?

But I heard the little girl timidly say: "Brother, can I sit here?"

"Sit down, you don't need to ask me." Song Wuque said.

The little girl sat down with the dinner plate, but her eyes kept looking at Song Wuque.

Song Wuque touched his face, thinking there was something on his face.

It turned out that his face was nothing but handsome.

……