Douluo space fighting god

Ma Hongjun was stunned for a moment, "No, Master, can you not call me Senior Brother?"

Flender clicked his tongue and said, "I don't think it's possible. You are weaker than him. How can he agree if you call him junior brother? You should call him senior brother. Senior brother is fine too. Go quickly and don't be stunned."

"Where are you going?" Ma Hongjun was dumbfounded.

"Where are you going? Your senior brother is running. You can give me a bottle of water on the way."

Flanders couldn't help but admire his own wit. Who could have thought of such a perfect solution? I'm afraid it was only him.

Ma Hongjun fell silent for a moment, thinking about life, whether he was a fool, and why he had to do this.

"Alas." He sighed deeply, and it seemed that he could only do what the teacher said.

Although he was a little reluctant, the other party's strength was indeed superior to his.

It's also stronger than that Guizhu kid.

If you think about it this way, last time I fought with the Guizhu kid for more than ten rounds, but that Feng Ce was so unreasonable that he was knocked away with one palm.

Although the village where Shrek is located is not big, but with the woods and cultivated land outside, it is at least three kilometers in one circle. These twenty circles are also a very scary number.

Before the first lap was finished, Ning Rongrong couldn't hold on any longer and kept panting.

They stopped in the woods here. The woods were fairly hidden, and no one would notice them playing a two-player game here.

"I really can't hold on any longer. If I want to run away, you guys should run away." Ning Rongrong looked really exhausted.

"It's okay. I already said that this is an impossible task, but don't be afraid. I'm a food-type soul master. I have plenty of ways."

"I have a great fragrance"

Oscar waved his hand, recited the soul curse, and with a flash of light, a fragrant sausage appeared in his hand.

"The first soul skill of my sausage is the recovery effect. It can not only promote wound healing, but also restore physical strength. With my sausage, I can run two hundred laps, let alone twenty laps."

Oscar handed the sausage to Ning Rongrong.

“Would you like a bite?”

Ning Rongrong glared at Oscar with some annoyance, and blurted out a slightly meaningful sentence.

"Eat your head, I still have a small steamed bun, get out."

"Shhh, keep your voices down."

Ding

Choose a task: Pick up a stone and throw it at the designated grass. whether

Mission reward: unknown

Feng Ce: What kind of strange mission is this?

System: This baby doesn’t know either.

Then smash it. yes

Feng Ce knelt down, picked up a stone, and threw it in the direction prompted by the system.

"Feng Ce, what are you doing?" Ning Rongrong looked at Feng Ce strangely.

"I always feel that someone is following us, but now it seems that it is probably my imagination."

Feng Ce saw that there seemed to be no movement on the other side of the dense grass, so he could only give a random reason.

Otherwise, others would think he is crazy.

"Gee, Feng Ce, you are really good at joking. Who would follow us if nothing happens?"

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but laugh a few times, and then looked at Oscar next to him with a look of disgust.

He immediately activated the first soul skill of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, increasing his and Feng Ce's agility speed by %.

"Fengce, let's run."

"Where is he?" Feng Ce glanced at Oscar.

"Leave him alone, he said he can run two hundred laps." Ning Rongrong said coldly.

However, with Ning Rongrong's blessing, Feng Ce also felt that his body was much lighter and his speed suddenly increased.

Then the two people left Oscar where he was and ran away first.

Oscar was instantly envious and jealous. When did a useless person turn into an asset?

Feng Ce ran for a while and found that he was not familiar with the road, so he quickly called back.

"Oscar, hurry up."

Oscar was suddenly happy and a little touched. It seemed that Feng Ce didn't want to abandon him.

"Okay, I'll come right away." Oscar was happy and immediately chased after him.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Great Hall of Discussion.

There is a person sitting on the large chair carved from locust trees at the main seat. He is dressed in pure white robes and looks elegant and gentle.

He looks to be in his forties.

At this time, he was talking to a well-maintained old man next to him.

"Uncle Jian, how do you think Rongrong will behave in school?"

Uncle Jian thought for a while, with a trace of longing in his eyes, "Our Rongrong must be very well-behaved in school. Don't look at her like a little witch at home, but she is definitely different outside."

Ning Fengzhi thought about it and said, "Well, yes, you and Uncle Gu spoiled her rotten at home. But outside, there is no such a good environment. You have to rely on yourself for everything."

"But our Rongrong is so well-behaved, so many boys should like her. Rongrong is a little girl after all. She doesn't understand anything, she's just afraid of being deceived."

At this time, a young man wearing green clothes came in from outside the hall, with a swollen forehead.

He walked to the front of the hall, bowed his hands, and knelt down.

"Sect Master, Miss has been admitted to Shrek Academy."

"Well, this is inevitable. Our family Rongrong is extremely talented and must be number one among all the candidates." Ning Fengzhi smiled proudly.

"It's the last one."

The young man in green was hesitant, but he still said it, "It's a pity that someone two levels lower than the young lady was not admitted, otherwise the young lady's ranking could be improved a little."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but look embarrassed and coughed a few times, "Okay, let's talk about something else."

"it is good."

The young man in green continued.

"Today, I saw the young lady panting in the woods, and there were two boys next to her. One of the boys took out the sausage and asked the young lady if she wanted to eat it. The young lady said no, because she had some steamed buns of her own."

Ning Fengzhi's expression suddenly changed, his skin twitched, and his voice trembled.

"Is there some misunderstanding about the other boy?"

"The other boy didn't know why, so he picked up a rock and threw it at me. I didn't dare to move, but fortunately they didn't notice me."

Ning Fengzhi: ""

Uncle Jian was also shocked when he heard this. This was a bit different from what he had imagined.

"What happens next?" His voice was also trembling.

"Later, the young lady and the other boy ran away."

When Ning Fengzhi heard this, his head was in confusion, and his vision suddenly went dark: "Uncle Jian, I can't do it anymore. I'm so tired, and I'm so dizzy."

Uncle Jian first helped Ning Fengzhi, then gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage, even if the story he heard was unpalatable, he would still understand it.

"Explain to me what is going on."

"The young lady was punished by running. One boy's martial spirit is a sausage, and the other one doesn't know." The young man in green said.

Ning Fengzhi immediately calmed down a lot. It seemed that it was really a misunderstanding, and he said to himself.

"That young man's martial spirit is sausage, so Rongrong should have some steamed buns on him."

The young man in green said: "Sect Master, the lady is not wearing a bun. She is wearing a skirt."

Suddenly, Ning Fengzhi's expression froze.

Uncle Jian next to him also stared angrily.

"Get out of here right now, you big idiot"