Douluo: Begin with a Diviner

Barack Royal Academy.

On the secret path, Jiang Yi held Ning Rongrong's back with his left hand and placed his right hand on her waist.

From a distance, this is a relatively beautiful scene. At first glance, it looks like a couple in love.

However, Ning Rongrong's brain immediately shut down at this moment. She just wanted to play a simple prank, but was directly restrained.

She could even feel the temperature coming from Jiang Yi's body, which made her already down brain start to smoke, and the temperature of her whole body gradually increased.

Jiang Yi, who felt the change in Ning Rongrong's body, shook his head. Ning Rongrong was obviously the kind of theoretical king who was good at talking but had zero actual experience.

It's normal to think about it. Anyone who dares to lead Ning Rongrong astray in Qibao Glazed Sect is simply seeking death.

Jiang Yi exerted slight force on his left hand, and the distance between Ning Rongrong and Jiang Yi gradually came closer.

'You're not going to kiss me, are you?what do I do? '

Such a question came to Ning Rongrong's mind, but before she could get the answer to the question, Ning Rongrong went down again.

This was mainly because Jiang Yi's right hand moved slightly downward, and then he pinched it gently.

"The breathing is not affected at all, and the flexibility is not good either. You really are 12 years old."

Before Ning Rongrong could react, Jiang Yi's somewhat disappointed voice came to her ears. The voice was very small, but Ning Rongrong clearly knew the meaning of these words, so she gradually turned on her phone.

"Ah... I'm going to kill you."

Suddenly being treated like this by Jiang Yi, Ning Rongrong's expression was naturally extremely solemn. She began to wave her arms vigorously, hoping to punish the pervert in front of her who dared to blaspheme her.

The next second, Ning Rongrong's fist smashed through Jiang Yi's body.

Looking at the hole that suddenly appeared on Jiang Yi's body, Ning Rongrong was a little confused. Although she was extremely angry, she wanted to cut Jiang Yi into pieces with a thousand knives.

But seeing such a weak Jiang Yi at this moment, he was still a little confused. The next second, Jiang Yi was beaten out of a hole by Ning Rongrong and turned into a paper man.

And it’s the kind of paper figure cut out with scissors.

The paper figures fell to the ground one after another, giving Ning Rongrong a dreamlike feeling. She forgot her previous anger and subconsciously looked around, trying to find Jiang Yi's disgusting existence.

However, even though Ning Rongrong turned around three times, she still couldn't find any trace of Jiang Yi.

pop~

The sound of snapping fingers came from behind Ning Rongrong. She subconsciously turned around just in time to see Jiang Yi sitting in the pavilion with a smile on his lips.

"Jiang Yi...go to hell!"

After finding Jiang Yi, Ning Rongrong rushed over. Her fist was already hungry, but just when her fist was about to hit Jiang Yi, Ning Rongrong suddenly stopped.

What if this is also a paper man?

"Princess Taiping, don't you really think that I would be interested in your mediocre figure? It was just a simple illusion."

Jiang Yi's calm voice came, and Ning Rongrong subconsciously took a few steps back. She somewhat believed what had just happened. After all, she walked around in circles for a long time without seeing Jiang Yi.

As for Jiang Yi, he sat here leisurely, and the illusion and soul-exhausting skills were still able to do this.

"How do you prove it was an illusion?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Jiang Yi angrily. If it weren't for her uncertainty about Jiang Yi's current situation, she would have taken action. She didn't care about Jiang Yi's talent, let alone whether she was Jiang Yi's opponent. .

She would definitely take revenge for being treated like that by Jiang Yi.

"How do you prove it's not an illusion now?"

Jiang Yi's tone was still calm. Although it was Ning Rongrong who took action just now, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo probably wouldn't care about this.

What's more, if this is the case, Dugu Bo's side is definitely unreliable, so in order to prevent being beaten, it is better to fool Ning Rongrong first.

Although it does feel a little unpleasant in the hand, it is a piece of gold after all.

"Forehead……"

Ning Rongrong was silent. What just happened was too shocking. She really couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality.

"Whether it's an illusion or reality, since you feel wronged, I will reluctantly give you a gift."

Jiang Yi shook his head helplessly. His words made Ning Rongrong a little confused. It was clear that she was going to settle the score with Jiang Yi just now. How come she was making trouble unreasonably now?

Was it really an illusion just now?

When Ning Rongrong was thinking like this, his eyes glanced subconsciously, trying to see some flaws in Jiang Yi's face.

But it's a pity that she couldn't see the change in Jiang Yi's expression. Ever since the clown's power was digested, there was no flaw in Jiang Yi's face.

"This is a tarot card, a tarot card that can bring you good luck. You only need to inject a drop of blood to get a new cultivation method, and it will also come with a self-created soul skill... It is no exaggeration to say that if the value of this tarot card is fully developed, your father Ning Fengzhi will send you to my room..."

Jiang Yi looked at Ning Rongrong with a smile, and a dark tarot card slowly flew from his hand to Ning Rongrong.

There is definitely no tower card that is more suitable than Ning Rongrong. There are relatively few tower-type spirits on Douluo Continent, and even fewer of them are pleasing to the eye.

Although the compatibility does not match the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, it is not important. There are many martial arts spirits on Douluo Continent. If you can find a very destructive martial spirit, you may be able to transform the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Let Ning Rongrong's eighth and ninth soul skills have unparalleled aggressiveness, and then the degree of compatibility will naturally increase.

The Hanged Man, Power, and now the Tower, the initial fusions are not very compatible, but Jiang Yi is willing to just spend more time in the future to help their martial souls undergo some transformation.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I fall in love with a prodigal like you? It's even more impossible for my father to do that to me..."

Ning Rongrong subconsciously caught the tower card, looked at it carefully, and then looked at Jiang Yi fiercely again.

However, Jiang Yi, who was originally in front of her, had disappeared without a trace.

"When you can see the true face of this tarot card, it's not too late for you to say this."

Jiang Yi's voice came from far away. Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the dark card in his hand again, with only half of the tower visible.

'Is this thing so magical? '

'Wait...am I being taken advantage of? '

Ning Rongrong, who suddenly woke up, subconsciously looked in the direction where Jiang Yi disappeared. His eyes were flickering, as if he was thinking about something.

"New practice method, here I come!"

In the end, Ning Rongrong selectively forgot what happened just now. Not to mention that she was not sure whether it was an illusion or not.

Even if it wasn't an illusion, she wouldn't tell anyone about it. After all, it was too embarrassing. Of course, these were all the reasons Ning Rongrong used to convince herself. As for the specific truth, no one might know.

"As expected of Princess Taiping, this title is very pertinent, but it's a pity that her development is not very good."

Jiang Yi, who activated the Purple Devil Boy, looked at Ning Rongrong who returned the same way and shook his head helplessly. The feel was far inferior to Xiao Wu's, let alone Zhu Zhuyun's.

As for the remaining people, Jiang Yi has not experienced it yet.

"Alas...my heart was indeed broken into many pieces."

Jiang Yi lightly sniffed the vague fragrance on his right hand, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.