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Chapter 412 You can't step on it (1)

There are only three days left before the competition, and these three days will naturally adjust the status of a total of 30 teams in the two empires.

The Pope's Hall stands on the small hill in the front of Wuhun City. From the appearance, it looks like Wang Feng's Western-style cathedral in his previous life, but it is a faint jade gold color all over, which gives people a sacred feeling from a distance.

"The House of the Pope, Bibidong."

Wang Feng knew that once he walked into that hall, it would be not that easy to get out.

The Pope, as the supreme existence of the Spirit Hall, led the direction of the Spirit Hall. In the original work, Bibidong is known as the most talented and talented leader in the history of the Spirit Hall. He took over the throne of the Pope at only 40 years old. Now he is close to fifty years old, and it can be said that it will flourish in the entire Spirit Hall, overwhelmingly over the two empires.

Wang Feng has a lot of impression of the character in the original work, after all, the biggest villain.

However, without real contact, Wang Feng did not dare to determine what kind of person the other party was.

Everything full of unknowns is like a throne covered with thorns. If you want to walk up to explore, you will always be hurt.

On the way here, Xiao Wu also obtained the fourth soul ring, which was Liu Erlong who took her to find the soul beast.

"By the way... Uncle Hao should come to Wuhun City at this time, right?"

Wang Feng thought about it.

Tang Hao will definitely protect Tang San, and he did not show up on the road before.

But after entering Wuhun City, Tang Hao must have followed him.

However, Wang Feng has not been peaceful these three days.

The first day.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The door outside Wang Feng's room rang.

When he opened the door, he saw Ning Rongrong standing outside the door, wearing a small white skirt, looking at Wang Feng.

"If you don't have a good rest, are you going to ask me for something?"

Wang Feng looked at her and was exhausted. He had been rushing for twenty days in a row. In addition to the attacks on the road, everyone was physically and mentally stressed and exhausted. This had nothing to do with strength. As long as it was not a bad thing, it wouldn't be able to stand it. This girl didn't go to rest, so what did she do with herself?

"Wang Feng!"

Ning Rongrong pouted, walked in, and pushed the door up, "Of course I have something to do with you!"

As he said that, Ning Rongrong approached Wang Feng a few steps.

A special fragrance penetrated into Wang Feng's nose, making Wang Feng frown slightly.

He looked at Ning Rongrong carefully and was stunned.

Before he knew it, Ning Rongrong, who was already in his fourteen years at this time, seemed to be much older.

He has also grown a lot taller.

When she first saw Ning Rongrong's short hair, it has now turned into long hair with shawls, giving her a bit of soft temperament.

The most eye-catching thing on her still exquisite and beautiful face is her water-cut eyes, which are extremely lively and vivid. She will tell at first glance that this girl is eccentric and elegant.

"What's the matter?" Wang Feng asked with a coughing sound.

Ning Rongrong stared at Wang Feng, his face turned slightly red, and he whispered:

"Wang Feng, I have something I want to tell you!"

After saying that, Ning Rongrong quickly added: "However, I will talk to you after the competition is over."

"Then what are you looking for me now?" Wang Feng wondered, "Can you find me again after the competition is over?"

Wang Feng vaguely knew what was going on.

Ning Rongrong acted coquettishly and said, "I have always reminded you, and... and... that day my father said, "You are from the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect... Son-in-law... I just said that just to protect you, don't take it seriously!"

She said stammeringly, while blushing and lowering her head, occasionally glaring at Wang Feng a few times.

"Don't worry, I definitely didn't take this seriously." Wang Feng nodded and said.

"You!" Unexpectedly, when Ning Rongrong heard this, he raised his head and stepped on Wang Feng's feet with anger. "Why don't you think..."

Wang Feng reacted quickly and moved his feet directly: "You can't step on it."

With a thump, Ning Rongrong stepped on the floor and became even more angry. Her chest was undulating, she pouted and her eyes were red.

Wang Feng sighed and stretched out his foot and said, "Okay, let you step on it, let you step on it."

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong laughed and looked at Wang Feng's appearance, and suddenly felt a sweet and tender feeling in his heart.

She stepped on Wang Feng's feet and snorted: "Okay, that's all I have to say. Remember, after the game, I want to tell you something very important!"

After saying that, Ning Rongrong walked out of the room.

Wang Feng was a little silent.

A very important thing.

What else can it be? Wang Feng shook his head.

However, let's talk about it after the competition.

Wang Feng, who thought he would pass by calmly for the remaining two days, did not expect that his door would be knocked again the next day.

Wang Feng opened the door and his face changed slightly.

It's Zhu Zhuqing.

What's going on? Come one by one?

"Can I go in?" Zhu Zhu swept the room.

The rooms in the hotel are arranged for single accommodation, both large and small, and it is just right for one person.

Wang Feng nodded and said, "Is there anything wrong with me?"

"Yes." Zhu Zhuqing nodded, and Qingqing's cold tone fluctuated a little more.

Wang Feng looked at her.

Compared to when Wang Feng first saw her two years ago, Zhu Zhuqing had a lot of changes.

He grew taller, and his cold and beautiful sides became a little more mature. Although he was still a childish face, his temperament became more elegant due to the mutation of his martial soul.

Also, it's still that big.

His figure is the best among girls Wang Feng has ever seen.

She is about 1.75 meters tall and has a perfect body proportion. Her long dark hair is gently draped behind her back, and her head has two ears tied to her hair, which makes her a little more cute.

It seemed as if Wang Feng was looking at him, Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks were a little flushed, and her tone fluctuated slightly:

"After that... I have something important to tell you."

Wang Feng: "???"

Is there anything that can't be said now?

Why did you have to wait for the competition? Wang Feng felt a little speechless, but he nodded:

"good."

"Yes." Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Wang Feng and whispered, "Then I'm leaving, you can't forget!"

"No." Wang Feng thought to himself, I can't forget it even if I want to.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes showed a little joy, and she left the room with a little light steps, leaving only a faint fragrance, which made Wang Feng feel deeply moved.

It also made Wang Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

However, until the third day.

The knock on the door sounded again, and Wang Feng was a little scared.

I thought of that night for no reason.

Opening the door, Tang San stood outside the door.

"Miss three?"

Wang Feng thought about it and couldn't help asking, "Will you want to tell me something after the competition?"

Tang San was stunned and nodded, "Brother Feng, have you guessed it?"

I guess Jill.

Wang Feng laughed out loud, "What's the matter? Can't you tell me now?"

"Actually, it's OK to say it now."

Tang San hesitated for a moment and said, "We graduated after the competition. No matter what the result of the competition is, we will all be separated, but even if we part, I hope Brother Feng, you can keep in touch with us."

Wang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Of course."

Upon hearing this, Tang San also laughed.
Chapter completed!
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