Douluo v: Draw the Qinglong Wuhun at the beginning, hang and beat Tang San to grab Xiaowu

Glancing at the master, Flender explained:

"That girl has a more irritable personality, which can just be used as an example for others."

Logically speaking, Ning Rongrong's identity should actually be an existence that cannot be offended, but who will leave her alone?

What's more, the sky is high and the emperor is far away here, and Flender doesn't believe that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School will cause trouble for such a small matter.

Besides, everything is done by the master, so what does it have to do with me, Flender?

Flender swears that this is the most suitable candidate he has chosen after careful consideration:

It's definitely not because of Ning Rongrong's participation in an event that led to the reduction of Shrek Academy's registration fee...

Besides, Flender actually had another idea:

When Ning Rongrong was wronged, if there was an innate soul master with full soul power from the auxiliary department to comfort her, wouldn't it be...

Oscar, don't miss the opportunity your godfather created for you!

"In that case, choose her."

Nodding his head, the master directly decided on the matter:

"If there's nothing else, just take me to the room where I'm staying."

"I'm going to start making plans for tomorrow."

"No problem no problem."

Nodding his head, Flender led him towards the room that had been prepared long before the master's words came out:

"In order to make your stay more comfortable, I went to Soto City to buy a new mattress."

"Not to mention, the mattress of the twenty-copper coin bed is softer than the bed board."

……

Hearing Flender's words, the corner of the master's mouth twitched:

If Tang San wasn't still here, he would have turned around and left.

I haven't seen you for a few years, you fool is even better at stinging:

Mattresses for twenty coppers, what a thing to be proud of

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Of course, Du Cheng and others did not know about the communication between the master and Flender.

Due to things that happened in the morning, Du Cheng and the others could only have a simple meal in the college cafeteria.

For the canteen of Shrek Academy, Du Cheng can only say five words:

The color, smell, smell... all!

After filling their stomachs, the three of them simply started to practice Yichenju in the courtyard of Yicunju.

What Du Cheng didn't expect was that Ning Rongrong was also very interested in these things.

"Brother Cheng, is this your own soul skill?"

Looking at Du Cheng, Ning Rongrong pouted slightly, revealing a big dimple on her face:

"I want to learn too, can you teach me?"

what is this?

Looking at Ning Rongrong's look of anticipation, the corners of Du Cheng's mouth twitched slightly:

The dream of a great fighter with top support?

"This set of martial arts is called 'Zhanyi Eighteen Falls', and it was taught to me by an expert."

But since Ning Rongrong has already spoken, Du Cheng will naturally not refuse:

"It's okay to teach you, but..."

"If you want to learn this set of martial arts, you need to put in a lot of hard work."

"I can hold on!"

As soon as Du Cheng's words came out of his mouth, Ning Rongrong expressed his attitude firmly:

"Brother Cheng, shall we start now?"

Looking at Ning Rongrong who couldn't wait to draw a pose, Du Cheng could only show a bit of a wry smile:

"In that case, let's get started."

"First of all, put this hand here..."

"Lift your butt up, go up a little bit, oh, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

"Here, hurry up, faster..."

Entering the state of teaching, Du Cheng is still very serious.

But soon, he discovered something was wrong.

"Brother Cheng, I forgot this action, what should I do next?"

"Brother Cheng, do you see how my butt is raised?"

"Brother Cheng, can you help me separate my legs?"

……

When Du Cheng was teaching Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, who had clearly mastered the technique of Zhanyi Eighteen Falls, also started to make crazy mistakes.

More importantly, every time these two girls made a mistake, Du Cheng had to help them correct it himself.

Then, Ning Rongrong miraculously forgot the initial movements he had just mastered.

"Brother Cheng, look under me, is that so?"

"Brother Cheng, don't move, I will do it myself!"

……

"Okay, let's go here today."

Teaching and teaching back and forth between the three women, in just one hour, Du Cheng felt exhausted.

Women are tigers, the old monk will not deceive me!

Ignoring the sticky eyes of the three girls, Du Cheng rushed back to his room after finishing his words:

Niang Xipi, who would have thought that it would be so difficult to be a Cao thief these days?

Compared to Du Cheng, Ning Rongrong who also returned to her room turned redder.

As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, when has she ever been so close to other men besides her father and two grandfathers?

In the beginning, Ning Rongrong was actually studying martial arts seriously.

But when she discovered Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's little moves, she also felt competitive:

I am Ning Rongrong, how can I lose to others?

Therefore, the rest of the time will become a 'play' with Du Cheng by the three girls!

Thinking of his expressions, movements and words just now, Ning Rongrong wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in:

Ning Rongrong, oh Ning Rongrong, how could you do such a thing?

But...brother Cheng's hands are so big, and his waist is so strong...

[Ding, the bond between the host and Ning Rongrong has reached 45, 50 can be used for advanced lottery draws! 】

Hearing the voice in his ear, Du Cheng couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly:

So, I was molested just now, right?

Perhaps it was due to exhausting too much energy in the afternoon, but neither Xiao Wu nor Zhu Zhuqing had a "night attack" that night, but Du Cheng had a rare good night's sleep.

But compared to Du Cheng, Tang San and the others were not peaceful that night.

"Fatty, why did you become like this?"

Seeing Ma Hongjun lying on the bed with a bald head, even his eyebrows disappeared, and his whole body exuding a burnt smell, Dai Mubai and others who had just returned to the dormitory couldn't help being stunned:

"Could it be calculated by those mud legs in the village?"

When the words came out, Dai Mubai's eyes flashed with disdain:

As a soul master, if ordinary people schemed against him, then Ma Hongjun would be a real waste.

"how is this possible?"

Grinning his teeth to retort, Ma Hongjun finally spoke:

"It's just fat, I'm unlucky, I just ran into a hard stubble today."

Thinking of his experience today, Ma Hongjun felt aggrieved.

There was no need for Dai Mubai and others to ask, he quickly told what happened today.

"It's Du Cheng again!"

Following Ma Hongjun's words, Dai Mubai directly slapped his own bed with a dark face:

"This guy, I must teach him a good lesson!"

"Boss Dai, don't you also..."