Douluo who started from a small grass

"Rongrong, don't be afraid. If they want to bully you, they will have to step over my body."

With a serious expression, he turned to look at Ning Rongrong who was hiding behind him and his tone was so serious. At this moment, Tang Tian seemed to be exuding an aura called a protagonist.

It was obvious that when Tang Tian turned around to speak, it was a good opportunity for a sneak attack, but for some reason, those gangsters just stood there and watched, with no intention of taking action.

After Tang Tian finished speaking, a gangster said: "Step over your body, okay, we will step over your body today."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the other gangsters followed suit and became even more powerful.

Holding the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and looking at those gangsters, the situation was about to break out.

But at this moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly moved.

She instantly summoned her Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit, giving herself strength.

Then without hesitation, he kicked Tang Tian from behind, lifted his vaginal leg, and kicked Tang Tian to the ground.

Tang Tian, ​​who was kicked to the ground by Ning Rongrong's sudden attack from behind, could not help but scream on the ground while covering his crotch.

"Master".

The scene suddenly changed. It was originally about to break out. The battle between the two parties suddenly became like this. All the gangsters were stunned for a moment.

There was also a little gangster among them who couldn't help blurting out his identity directly.

He immediately stepped forward and checked Tang Tian's situation.

At the moment when everyone was stunned, Ning Rongrong moved again.

While everyone was in a daze, Ning Rongrong quickly ran towards the carriage.

While running, he shouted for help.

She was certain in her heart that these guys were indeed in the same group.

And now we have to see if her luck is good enough?

Qian Jiuye looked at the changes in the scene with some dumbfounded eyes. It had been a long time since Qian Jiuye had seen this.

But seeing the girl running towards him, he could only smile helplessly, stopped the carriage, and waited.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill that bitch."

At this moment, Tang Tian, ​​who was kicked by Ning Rongrong and fell to the ground howling miserably, could not help but gnashed his teeth and ordered harshly to the gangsters who were still mocking him just now: "You guys Why don't you hurry up and get that woman back? We gang-raped her today."

"But Master..."

The little gangster who just spoke was a little afraid to go. After all, it is one thing to pretend to be a gangster here, but it is another thing to really take action. After all, she is the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

If you want them to really take action, they won't dare.

“Asshole, do you idiots really want to die?

If I had not investigated before, she is just a person. When I cook the raw rice, with my status, even if someone from the Qibao Glazed Sect comes, they can only recognize her.

If you don't go there, you will die if you go back. "

Tang Tian's face was distorted to the extreme at this moment, and he was completely undisguised.

Looking at Ning Rongrong's back fiercely, the pain in his crotch made him grit his teeth. He wished he could just grab Ning Rongrong and fuck her 100 times.

They looked at each other, then nodded with determination, and the group of gangsters immediately rushed towards the carriage.

Although the distance of the carriage is not too close to the place where the accident happened, it is not too far either. In this short period of time, Ning Rongrong, who used the blessing of martial soul, has already arrived at the side of the carriage without noticing anything. He jumped up immediately.

He gasped and looked at the boy in the car in surprise.

She was a little surprised that the soldiers in armor didn't stop her.

But when she thought of the group of guys behind her, she felt it was natural. This person should have recognized her identity.

That's much simpler.

With this thought in her mind, Ning Rongrong regained her confidence.

While panting a little, he said to Qian Jiuye who was sitting there watching the show: "Help me solve the trouble behind, you can ask for whatever you want."

"you sure?"

Looking at the girl with interest, Qian Jiuye probably guessed her identity based on what the boy he just heard said.

The little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect, the daughter of Ning Fengzhi, and the future Nine-Colored Goddess, Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong, who was a little annoyed by the way Qian Jiuye looked at some rare creature, said angrily: "Stop pretending, you must have guessed my identity, right?

Help me this time, you name it. "

Without noticing anything, he sat directly on the seat next to Qian Jiuye. Ning Rongrong, who finally adjusted her breathing, stared closely at the boy in front of her.

He's about the same age as himself, and with this carriage and those guards, it should be fine, right?

perhaps?

In fact, she was not sure whether Qianjiuye would help her?

But through the unimpeded actions of the soldiers around him, Ning Rongrong could determine that this boy's identity was definitely not simple.

And the people around him look very powerful, so they should be able to help. After all, they have guessed his identity, and they should be able to give the Qibao Glazed Sect a face!

With this thought in his mind, the longer he waited for Ning Rongrong, the more he felt something was wrong.

She was really impulsive just now, and she would just finish the scene of the hero saving the beauty honestly, but with her character, she was a little reluctant, so she only did it when she saw the opportunity.

If I have to say regret, I don't regret it at all. But now that I've done it, I'm a little worried. If I were to be taken back, it would be really bad.

Under Ning Rongrong's anxious gaze, the young man in front of him suddenly spoke.

"You can obviously defeat them yourself, why do you ask me to help?"

But as soon as the young man opened his mouth, Ning Rongrong had a question mark on his forehead, wondering what this guy meant?

"What do you mean?"

Seeing the question mark on Ning Rongrong's face, the experimental idea that Qian Jiuye had thought about when he was on the road couldn't help but reappear in his mind.

The soul rings on his body suddenly lit up, and the four white soul rings were shining so brightly.

Qian Jiuye stretched out his hand to the girl next to him and said with a smile: "Literally, are you willing to give it a try?"

At first glance, it was just a white soul ring, which was nothing special. However, after seeing the number of soul rings clearly, Ning Rongrong was completely shocked.

Then he instantly realized the identity of the young man in front of him.

He should be the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace that he has been looking for.

Is it such a coincidence?

Still a little shocked, Ning Rongrong subconsciously stretched out her hand after not recovering for a long time.

She didn't know why she did this, but she just instinctively felt that the boy next to her had a special affinity that made her involuntarily trust this boy.