Wang Feng began to check in from Douluo

"If you go to the Wuhun Alliance headquarters, you still have to be extremely careful."

The master frowned slightly and said, "There are at least close to twenty titled Douluo in the Wuhun Alliance headquarters. If Bibi Dong..."

Having said this, the master sighed softly, "If she is really still alive, it will be difficult for you to retreat."

"Don't worry, Gu Lao Monster, I, Yu Yuanzhen, and Dugu Bo will go with them."

Sword Douluo agreed.

In total, there are five titled Douluo. If you want to keep them easily, even the Spirit Alliance will not be able to do so easily.

"By the way, third brother, wasn't your great-grandfather also a peerless Douluo? Now that he has recovered, why doesn't he plan to help you?"

Ma Hongjun asked suddenly.

Tang San thought for a while and said: "After my great-grandfather told me about what happened back then, he went to Poseidon Island first... Ahem, he had important matters to discuss with Senior Bo Saixi. And he asked me to also Practice as soon as possible and return to Poseidon Island."

Wang Feng thought to himself, isn't it just to meet an old lover? What else could be important?

However, after the discussion, everyone immediately took action.

Although this kind of important decision was thought up and proposed by Tang San and Wang Feng, it still had to be implemented within their respective sects.

Especially the Tiandou Empire. It still takes some time.

Wang Feng waved his hands and the shopkeeper would naturally not care about these matters, leaving the Tiandou Empire directly to Tang San to handle.

In the next two days, Wang Feng taught Ning Rongrong how to use spiritual power to control weapons, teaching him step by step.

To be precise, it is through spiritual blending.

Having mastered the control of distractions to the level of Qiqiao Exquisite, his mental strength is naturally not bad either.

And with Wang Feng's personal teaching, Ning Rongrong learned quite quickly.

In a clearing.

A small crossbow arrow flew slowly in the air, passing by a dark light.

The crossbow arrow spun in mid-air and suddenly shot towards Wang Feng on the side, but in the end it fell directly to the ground before it reached three meters in front of Wang Feng.

"Oops! No success again!"

Ning Rongrong in the distance pouted, "I can't enter the three-meter range around you every time."

Ning Rongrong's forehead was now covered with dense beads of sweat.

The intensity of mental training is no less intense than other training.

After saying that, Ning Rongrong walked over with a smile, threw herself on Wang Feng, and said in a disgusting voice, "Wang Feng, I'm tired."

"Practice more when you are tired. When you get used to it, you won't feel tired anymore." Wang Feng said, "With your attack strength, even a spirit master of level 40 or 50 can't break through the defense."

He used his mental power to form a faint invisible shield to test the extent of Ning Rongrong's control.

"No." Ning Rongrong hugged Wang Feng's neck, "Wang Feng, let's go shopping. It's hard for you to stay with me for a few days. Training all day long is too cruel. Can you bear it?"

Speaking of this, Ning Rongrong's eyes trembled and a blush appeared on her face, "If you take a day off, I can stay with you at night... I don't want to fall asleep in bed after training every day."

"Ahem..." Wang Feng glanced at Ning Rongrong, put his arm around her slender waist and said, "Want to accompany me tonight? You think so!"

Ning Rongrong: "..."

"If you don't want me to accompany you, then who do you want to accompany you?" Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and asked, "Wang Feng, are you still thinking about another woman now? Is it Zhu Qing?"

After saying that, Ning Rongrong became coquettish and angry.

Wang Feng slapped her twice, then immediately blushed and became silent.

However, in the past two days, besides training with Ning Rongrong, I also went shopping with her.

Today's Tiandou City is no longer as prosperous as it used to be due to the decrease in soul masters, but it is an imperial city after all, and it still has everything it should have.

"Wang Feng, why did you say you would give dad the answer one year later?"

Ning Rongrong clasped her hands behind her back, like a cheerful little butterfly, wandering around Wang Feng. Her little white skirt fluttered with the wind, occasionally revealing a touch of snow-white, which was eye-catching.

That bright and beautiful face was filled with joy at this moment, and there seemed to be nothing else in her eyes except the man in front of her.

The eyebrows are lightly spread, exuding endless affection.

"Is there anything important happening in a year?" Ning Rongrong asked softly.

"Well, there is something very important."

Wang Feng nodded, "After I go to the Spirit Hall today, I may leave for a while. I may not come back until a year later."

"what?"

Ning Rongrong stopped, grabbed Wang Feng with both hands, and suddenly fell silent.

She suddenly pointed to the street in front of her and said, "Wang Feng, do you remember this street?"

The street goes straight forward, and at the end is the Great Soul Fighting Arena of Tiandou City.

Nowadays, although the Spirit Alliance and the two major empires are in dire straits, this great spirit arena has not been closed due to this.

"Remember." Wang Feng said with a smile, "When you and I were dragged into the illusion by the soul master named Shi Nian, it was right here."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong smiled like a flower, "Hehe, you still remember, hum, I thought you would forget."

"Do you know my experience in the fantasy world of the CCP?"

Ning Rongrong held Wang Feng's hands tightly, "I was in the illusion and found that our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was gone, my father was gone, Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone were gone too... I was so scared at the time. But in the end But you appeared in my fantasy and saved us...I was so happy at that time."

"Later, when Wuhun Palace attacked our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, I thought the scene in my illusion would appear... Fortunately, you appeared again at that time."

After saying that, Ning Rongrong lightly punched Wang Feng, "Although he was pretending to be the pope in white... he also lied to me."

Thinking of this, Wang Feng also sighed.

With the manpower sent by Wuhun Palace at that time, it was indeed not difficult to destroy the Qibao Glazed Sect.

At that time, besides him, there were at least six titled Douluo.

Among them, Qianjun and Jiangmo were no worse than Chen Xin and Bone Douluo at that time, and even had higher soul power levels than the two of them.

At this time, Ning Rongrong suddenly stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Wang Feng with lightning speed.

"Hehe...Wang Feng, one year later, I must hear a satisfactory answer. Otherwise, hum..."

-

Three days later, Wang Feng, Tang San, as well as Sword Douluo and other titled Douluo, set off for Wuhun City.

For Tang San, this was the second time he set out for Wuhun City.

The group traveled quickly.

Wang Feng wanted to go to Wuhun City, naturally not just because of Tang San's decision. I also want to know something about Qian Renxue.

Just less than two days.

The group arrived at Wuhun City.

For Tang San, the first time he came to Wuhun City was during the continent-wide elite soul master competition, which took him more than half a month.

"Brother Feng's flying sword is faster than Senior Sword Douluo's."

Tang San looked at the still magnificent Wuhun City in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

"Wang Feng starts checking in from Douluo"