Four Hundred and Twelfth Chapters You Can Not Step on (A)

There were only three days left until the match, and during these three days, it was natural for a total of thirty teams from the two empires to adjust their status.

The Pope's Palace stands on the small hill in front of Wuhun City. It looks like the Western-style cathedral of Wang Feng's previous life, but the whole body is glowing with a faint jade gold color, which gives people a sacred feeling from a distance.

"The Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong."

Wang Feng knew that once he entered that palace, it would not be so easy to get out.

The Pope, as the supreme being of Spirit Hall, leads the direction of Spirit Hall. In the original book, Bibi Dong was known as the most talented and talented leader in the history of the Spirit Hall. He took over the Pope at the age of forty. Now that he is close to fifty, the development of the entire Spirit Hall can be said to be prosperous. Great Empire.

Wang Feng has a lot of impression of this character in the original book, 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 full of thorns. If you want to go up to find out, you will always be hurt.

On the way here, Xiao Wu also obtained the fourth spirit ring, and it was Liu Erlong who took her to find the spirit 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, he didn't show up on the road before.

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

But these three days, Wang Feng has not lived peacefully.

first day.

dong dong dong!

The door outside Wang Feng's room rang.

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

"Don't rest well, do you have anything to do with me?"

Wang Feng glanced at her, and the 20-day journey in a row, coupled with the attack on the road, made everyone feel stressed and exhausted both physically and mentally. This has nothing to do with strength, as long as it's not hard-hitting, it can't stand it, this girl didn't go to rest, what is she doing for herself?

"Wang Feng!"

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

With that said, Ning Rongrong took a few steps closer to Wang Feng.

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

He looked at Ning Rongrong carefully and was stunned.

Unknowingly, Ning Rongrong, who was over fourteen at this time, seemed to have grown a lot.

Also grew a lot taller.

From the short hair when she first saw Ning Rongrong, it has now become shawl-long hair, which made her a little more feminine.

The most eye-catching thing on the still delicate and beautiful face is the pair of water-cut eyes, which are very agile, giving people the first glance to know that this girl is quirky and graceful.

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

Ning Rongrong stared at Wang Feng, blushing slightly, and whispered:

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

After speaking, Ning Rongrong hurriedly added: "However, I won't tell you until the competition is over."

"Then why are you looking for me now?" Wang Feng wondered, "Can't you look for me again after the competition is over?"

Wang Feng vaguely knew what was going on.

Ning Rongrong said coquettishly, "I just wanted to warn you, and...and...the other day, my father said, that you are the...son-in-law of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...only, I only said that for a while to protect you. Don't take it seriously!"

As she stammered, she lowered her head blushing and occasionally glared at Wang Feng.

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

"You!" Who knows, when Ning Rongrong heard this, he raised his head and stepped on Wang Feng's foot in anger, "Why are you wrong..."

Wang Feng responded quickly and took a step behind his foot: "You can't step on it."

With a thud, Ning Rongrong stepped on the floor, and immediately became even more angry, her chest heaving, pouting, and looking at Wang Feng with red eyes.

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

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong burst out laughing, looking at Wang Feng's appearance, a sweet feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

She stepped on Wang Feng's foot lightly and hummed: "Okay, that's all I have to say, remember, after the game, I want to tell you something very important! "

After speaking, Ning Rongrong walked out of the room.

Wang Feng was a little silent.

very important thing.

What else could it be, Wang Feng shook his head.

But let's talk about it after the competition.

Wang Feng, who thought that the remaining two days would pass peacefully, did not expect his door to be knocked again the next day.

Wang Feng opened the door, his face changed slightly.

It was Zhu Zhuqing.

What's the matter, one by one?

"Can I go in?" Zhu Zhu glanced at the house.

The rooms of the hotel are arranged for single occupancy, not too small or too small, just right for one person.

Wang Feng nodded and said, "Is there anything you want to do with me?"

"Yes." Zhu Zhuqing nodded, his clear and cold tone fluctuated a bit.

Wang Feng looked at her.

Compared to when Wang Feng first saw her two years ago, Zhu Zhuqing has changed a lot.

He has grown a lot taller, and his cool and beautiful sides are a little more mature. Although he still has a childlike appearance, his temperament is more elegant due to the mutation of his martial arts.

Also, it's still that big.

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

With a height of about 1.75 meters, her body proportions are perfect, her long dark hair is lightly draped behind her back, and she has two ears-like hairstyles on her head, which makes her a little more cute.

Seemingly feeling that Wang Feng was looking at himself, Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks were a little flushed, and his tone fluctuated a little:

"That...after the competition, I have something important...to tell you."

Wang Feng: "???"

Is there something that can't be said now?

Why did he have to wait for the competition, Wang Feng felt a little speechless in his heart, but still nodded:

"it is good."

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

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

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes showed a bit of joy, and he left the room with a bit of brisk footsteps, leaving only a wisp of fragrance, which made Wang Feng sigh with emotion.

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 terrified.

I wondered about that night.

Opening the door, Tang San stood outside the door.

"Little San?"

Wang Feng thought about it and couldn't help but ask, "Do you have something you want to tell me after the competition?"

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

I guess Jill.

Wang Feng laughed, "What's the matter, can't we talk now?"

"Actually, it can be said now."

Tang San hesitated and said, "After the competition, we will graduate. No matter what the result of the competition is, we will all separate, but even if we separate, I hope you can keep in touch with us, Brother Feng."

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

Hearing this, Tang San also laughed.