Douluo's Black Tower

Chapter 148 148. Promise him!
The front light of the silver mirror can be used to identify people. If you look closely, even every hair on Zhou Ting's face can be clearly seen.

The handle, frame, and back of the silver mirror have countless strange patterns, and a mysterious light flows along the lines, which is extremely strange.

Zhou Ting took it out not to admire his handsome face!

After all, no matter how handsome your face is, you will get tired of looking at it every day!

"Shh!"

A naked Zhou Ting appeared in the bedroom. Fortunately, the door was closed, otherwise all his small muscles would have been seen.

Put on your clothes, make yourself clean and fresh, and dress up so carefully that you can compete with men on a blind date!

"Cough cough..."

After clearing his throat, Zhou Ting sat upright like a primary school student in class.

Looking at the serious and handsome face in the silver mirror in front of him, Zhou Ting forced out a smile.

Seeing the slightly flattering smile in the mirror, Zhou Ting nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his right hand, and directed his soul power towards the silver mirror.

The lines on the silver mirror suddenly shined brightly, and then dimmed again, flickering, as if...dial!
Suddenly, the silver mirror returned to its normal state, and a mature and attractive face appeared in the mirror. It was worthy of being the first among the three beauties of Wuhun Palace. She was so beautiful even without makeup.

There are always a few darlings in the world who cannot be destroyed by time. Not only that, they will also add countless charms to each other!

This is what Bibi Dong is talking about!
After calming down for a moment, Zhou Ting saw a head of wet hair. Bibi Dong...she...had just taken a shower!
He even took a bath at noon. Was this a special gift for him? ! !

Zhou Ting's eyes couldn't help but look down, at his bare and white shoulders, and then down...

Why is the field of view of this soul guide so small? !

Bad review!

Zhou Ting was so disappointed that the light in his eyes went out.

Bibi Dong was combing her hair sideways and didn't notice Zhou Ting's abnormality. She asked casually.

"Is something wrong?"

She didn't know how tempting she looked like now...
Sure enough, the most beautiful is the style revealed inadvertently!

Zhou Ting forced herself to shift her gaze, stared at her smooth forehead, and spoke carefully.

"Dai Mubai came to see me!"

Bibi Dong looked away from her hair and glanced at Zhou Ting. She found that the boy's expression was a little strange, but she didn't think much about it and went back to playing with her hair.

"What did you say?"

"He said that he could not stay in the outside world for long and wanted to give up the throne to me..."

Zhou Ting saw that Bibi Dong was still moving, and he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.

"You know their situation, then you... sent me here. Didn't you already have this idea?"

"I know something about them, but I have no idea!"

Bibi Dong denied it lightly, but it made Zhou Ting feel even more unsure.

Did she lie?
Or did Yu Xiaogang guess wrong?

or…

Things have taken a strange turn, and now there are countless possibilities.

Zhou Ting did not feel relaxed because there was no one person who could force him. He asked cautiously.

"Master, if that's the case, then I'll just reject him tomorrow!"

Bibi Dong finally raised her head and looked intently into Zhou Ting's eyes, as if she wanted to see through his inner thoughts.

"Dai Mubai came to find you... ten days ago, right?!!"

Zhou Ting didn't find it strange that Bibi Dong knew this.

After all, he already knew that someone was secretly following him.

If there was no one to protect him, he wouldn't dare to come here alone, not even Star Luo Emperor.

Zhou Ting had already anticipated Bibi Dong's problem.

He smiled wryly.

"Yes, it was ten days ago. To be honest, the terms he offered were so good that I was really moved!"

To be honest, this is Zhou Ting's choice!

Bibi Dong's face softened, her eyes became gentle, and she raised the corners of her mouth.

"Why didn't you agree?"

Zhou Ting's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to roll his eyes, and smiled.

"Hehe, of course, this kind of big thing can only be decided by you, Master!"

"Tell the truth!" Bibi Dong smiled half-heartedly.

Zhou Ting's face suddenly fell down, like a wrinkled bitter melon.

"I know how much I weigh. Without the teacher's help, I would have become a puppet under their control!"

Bibi Dong nodded understandingly and smiled.

"You kid...are still a little self-aware!"

Zhou Ting thought to himself: What I said, if you weren't my master (can't beat me), I would have...

Zhou Ting cursed in his heart, but did not dare to show it.

Bibi Dong didn't notice either.

She thought for a moment and finally spoke.

"Promise him! Also, I will send someone to help you!"

"Thank you Master."

Bibi Dong looked at Zhou Ting with a half-smile, her eyes filled with mysterious emotions.

"Well, good apprentice, I don't want it to happen again."

Zhou Ting felt a chill in his heart and said loudly and neatly.

"Yes, Master!"

"call out!"

The image on the silver mirror of the soul guide flickered for a moment, and then disappeared completely.

"Huh, it's finally over!"

Zhou Ting put away the cautious expression just now, straightened his back, and the expression on his face became indifferent.

"I don't care who of you is real or fake. Since you all want to push me to the front of the stage, then I will stand up as you wish. As for how you fight each other, how you fight life and death, and how you beat people's brains into dog brains, Then...what does it have to do with my little soul sect?!!"

Thousands of words condensed into one sentence: There is nothing wrong with being a puppet...!

Making a fortune silently... is the way to go!
Get up from the bed, open your eyes, the sun is rising!

"Time...has gone backwards?!"

After another thought, Zhou Ting suddenly realized.

"This time, I slept for more than 20 hours!"

Shaking his head, Zhou Ting walked out of the room.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were doing their daily morning exercises. Xue'er also got up, holding her chin in her hands, looking at them intently with her big curious eyes open.

Also, Ning Rongrong... didn't leave? !Still cultivating soul power on the side.

Xue'er, who hadn't seen Zhou Ting for eleven days, saw him coming out, her eyes suddenly lit up and she ran over.

"Brother! Xueer misses you so much!"

Zhou Ting picked her up and said happily.

"Brother misses Xue'er too!"

Xueer hugged Zhou Ting's neck and buried her head in Zhou Ting's neck, with a contented expression on her face.

Xue'er's shout woke up the three of them, and they came over one after another.

Zhou Ting didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the topic.

"What level are you at?"

"Level 49!"

"I'm 49 too, but I've hit a bottleneck!"

Xiao Wu smiled slyly and looked at Zhou Ting eagerly.

the truth?lie?
unimportant!
Zhou Ting ignored Xiao Wu and looked at Ning Rongrong.

Her eyes brightened, but suddenly her mood became a little depressed.

"I'm only level 47."

She had eaten the fairy grass Qiluo Tulip, but she was still left behind by everyone, and it was natural for her to be disappointed.

"They haven't even reached level 50 yet."

Zhou Ting thought for a while and asked.

"I have an idea about cultivation, do you want to try it?"

(End of this chapter)