Douluo's Black Tower

Chapter 160 160. Being acted

When the sky falls, there is a tall one holding it up.

Zhou Ting slept soundly that night, completely unaware that the message he had passed on had caused a major earthquake among the higher-ups of Wuhun Palace.

"It's so comfortable!"

Standing in front of the door, Zhou Ting stretched himself comfortably.

"Dangdang!"

Looking sideways at the door next door that was about to fall apart, Zhou Ting's forehead exploded with green energy and he roared in a low voice.

"Xiao Wu!!!"

The next moment, Xiao Wu ran out and came to Zhou Ting angrily, her pretty face bulging.

"You hateful guy, yesterday I told you that I couldn't stand it anymore and told you to stop. Why didn't you stop?"

"Oh!!!!"

The onlookers suddenly burst into laughter with unknown meaning!

Xiao Wu looked around and realized that there were more than just the five of them in the temple now.

Xiao Wu, who was fearless, also received strange looks from everyone, and her face turned slightly red.

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhu Zhuqing rushed out, took Xiao Wu's hand and explained.

"What we are talking about is cultivation, and it is Brother Ting who helps us practice!"

Obviously, this explanation is unconvincing.

Besides, most people don't actually care about the truth. What they care about is... having fun!

This is why unofficial history is more widely circulated than official history. The difference between the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and the Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms!

Zhou Ting waved his hand, signaling Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu not to say more. After all, explanations were of no use.

Suddenly, Qian Renxue walked out of the room with her sword in hand and glanced around with cold eyes.

"Are you guys very free?"

"bass!"

All the men around him disappeared!

The next moment, the expressionless Bingshan Hu Liena also came out, looked at the top of Zhou Ting's head, and said in a calm tone.

"Ju Douluo will accompany you!"

This is true... the eyes are higher than the top! Zhou Ting quickly shook his head and wanted to refuse.

"Do not…"

Hu Liena said coldly.

"This is Master's order!"

Zhou Ting was immediately speechless, unable to say another word "no".

Watching the iceberg leave, Zhou Ting asked Qian Renxue with a sad look on his face.

"Has she always been like this...inhumane!"

Qian Renxue smiled and said nothing.

Half an hour later, the team set off.

The protagonists of this trip to the Soul Hunting Forest are Zhou Ting, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Qian Renxue.

The supporting characters are Sword Douluo, Ju Douluo, etc.

Why wait? Because Zhou Ting didn't know if anyone was watching him secretly.

Stepping out of the gate of Xingluo Imperial Capital, Zhou Ting saw someone who was both unexpected and expected.

Zhou Ting showed a slight smile on his lips, and Ning Rongrong also showed a smile on his lips, and walked over slowly.

"father!"

The person who came was none other than Ning Rongrong's father, the sect leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect... Ning Fengzhi.

At this time, although he was leaning on a cane, he looked calm.

But just by his personal appearance in the Star Luo Imperial Capital and his reddish eyes, Zhou Ting could tell that he must be extremely uneasy in his heart.

Zhou Ting knew that his plan had succeeded.

If he guessed correctly, Ning Fengzhi would have broken through to level 80 and had even tried to absorb the eighth soul ring.

Unfortunately, it failed!

Yes, Zhou Ting can be sure that he has failed.

A drop of honey can only help him break through the shackles once. Level 80 is one time, and absorbing soul rings is another time!

Zhou Ting dared to conclude that Ning Fengzhi must be very anxious, anxious, and worried about gains and losses...

After all, this is a problem that has troubled him for decades, and now it is expected to be solved. Penguin has taken a step forward and is about to see the world, but he is stuck.

This feeling is such torture!

<divclass="contentadv"> Otherwise, Ning Fengzhi would not have left Tiandou and come directly to Xingluo to find Zhou Ting.

When Ning Fengzhi, an old fox, saw the smiling Zhou Ting, he knew in his heart that his disguise had failed.

He looked at the happy daughter next to him again, with a hint of helplessness on his face, and sighed to Zhou Ting.

"Nephew, you...win!"

Just as Zhou Ting was about to smile...smugly, he saw a pair of threatening eyes.

Well, let's not add insult to injury, for the sake of you having a beautiful daughter.

Zhou Ting threw a glass bottle casually, Ning Rongrong caught it and handed it to Ning Fengzhi.

"Dad, you take it first, and I'll give it to you later!"

Ning Fengzhi looked at her daughter's happy smiling face, and her heart was extremely complicated. She never thought that one day, she would have to rely on her daughter...

He wanted to have some backbone, but his dream for many years was right in front of him, and it was really hard for him to give up.

"Forget it, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, I... don't care!"

With a cruel heart, Ning Fengzhi took over her daughter's "money for selling herself" and said helplessly to Zhou Ting.

"From now on...be nice to Rongrong!"

After saying that, he turned his back and strode away with a treacherous smile on his lips, while the corners of Gu Rong's mouth behind him twitched.

The faint smile on Zhou Ting's face froze, and his body trembled: There is murderous intent!

Looking around, only Ning Rongrong's face was slightly red, looking down at her toes.

For others, there is clearly a knife hidden under that sweet smile!

Zhou Ting wailed in his heart: Ning Fengzhi... belongs to your uncle!

He looked painful and quickly changed the subject.

"Ahem, let's go!"

Holding back the feeling of needle pricks, Zhou Ting's hands and feet became stiff and he walked with the same hands and feet, like a... big penguin.

Along the way, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Moreover, if Zhou Ting left, they would follow him. If Zhou Ting did not leave, they would not move. This made Zhou Ting, who had to take the lead, extremely helpless.

After finally holding on until noon, Zhou Ting quickly found a hotel and walked in.

"Ahem, what do you want to eat?"

The three women said in unison.

"Casual!"

Ning Rongrong secretly glanced at the faces of Qian Renxue and others, then lowered her head with guilt.

Zhou Ting had a premonition that today's meal... would be very unpleasant to eat, but he had to eat it no matter how unpleasant it was!

Zhou Ting took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, and asked again.

"How about roasting a whole lamb...?"

Qian Renxue sat opposite Zhou Ting, holding her chin, half-smiling.

"No, it's too greasy!"

"How many vegetables should we fry?"

“Too bland!”

Zhou Ting was extremely speechless: What the hell is too bland? Xiao Wu, you have to understand, you are a rabbit!

Zhou Ting had no choice but to continue.

"One more fish..."

Zhu Zhuqing's face was expressionless.

"Too fishy!"

Zhou Ting's heart collapsed: You, a big cat, actually told me... the fish is too fishy? ! !

Zhou Ting had no choice but to use his ultimate killing move.

Four glass bottles were placed out, the Shura field instantly dissipated, and four ruthless little hands snatched it away...

The four girls looked at each other and smiled, proud!

Zhou Ting was dumbfounded. Was he being acted?

Ning Rongrong saw Zhou Ting looking at him and smiled sheepishly.

"Brother Ting, it's not my fault, it was all Sister Xiaowu's idea!"

Zhou Ting looked at Xiao Wu who was smiling brightly, covering his heart, his eyes full of heartache.

"Xiao Wu, you have changed and become more and more cunning!"

Xiao Wu didn't care and laughed proudly.