People are writing diaries in Douluo, Qian Renxue is being played badly

Wei Feng looked at it with unrelenting contempt.

Back then, he was a keyboard warrior who dominated the literary world.

He was once a pianist who could dominate Zaun in Summoner's Rift.

With the keyboard in one hand and the household registration book in the other, he was having a lot of fun.

When you really enter the real Douluo Continent, you will find a system called diary.

Wei Feng felt his own DNA moving.

That feeling was the invincible style of him who could AFK and scold his teammates, and could also make twenty shots at the fountain.

The girls who were reading the diary, seeing Wei Feng complaining like this, seemed to have understood the contents of the diary.

They don't understand what utopian love is.

There is no such city as Utopia on Douluo Continent.

But the subsequent updates in the diary copy made them roughly understand what such a description meant.

nausea!

How disgusting!

How narcissistic must the novelist be!

This level of narcissism is probably even more excessive than Wei Feng's!

No need to do anything?

Surrounded by the halo of the protagonist, can he still make women fall in love with him to death?

Goosebumps fell all over the floor.

This is how Xiao Wu feels.

Qian Renxue felt the same way.

Ning Rongrong, who was in the Tiandou Soul Fighting Arena, also had goose bumps all over her body.

"The author of this novel must be sick!"

"I've read a lot of novels before, but I've never seen such a perverted way of writing!"

Ning Rongrong muttered softly.

Like Xiao Wu, she also has a copy of the diary.

Seeing the updated content in the diary copy, he recalled the past training times with Tang San at Shrek Academy.

Although at this time she still had the good impression that Tang San had given her, Qiluo Tulip.

But for some reason, I still felt a little nauseous.

"Does Xiao Wu also have a diary?"

"Xiao Wu and Tang San used to have a good relationship, but now they seem to be in conflict. Could it be that she also saw the true face of the Third Brother from the diary copy?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes rolled slightly.

With ideas come.

The little devil's personality was suppressed because of entering Shrek Academy.

Just so suddenly, he began to recover.

"If Xiao Wu also has a copy of the diary, can I discuss the specific contents of the diary with Xiao Wu?"

"Hehe, I suddenly found that this seems to be quite fun. I think not everyone has a copy of the diary. Xiao Wu and I discussed the contents of the diary, and it seemed very exciting."

Ning Rongrong's little witch attributes are resurrecting wildly.

Thinking about these things, I immediately felt that there is a lot of potential.

"But Xiao Wu is in this condition now, can she still participate in the first game?"

"I guess she must be very dissatisfied with the third brother now, and she doesn't even know whether she has been plotted against."

"Under such circumstances, Xiao Wu would be easily injured if she plays in the game, right?"

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but worry.

With a look full of concern, he stepped over the guardrail and looked at Xiao Wu who was feeling aggrieved in Liu Erlong's arms.

"Xiao Wu, come on, Mom will take you to have some rest." Liu Erlong patted Xiao Wu's back gently and said with concern.

Xiao Wu felt aggrieved for a while, and felt the care from Liu Erlong. Her cold heart was slightly comforted by reading the copy of the diary.

"Mom, I better go to the game!"

"The seniors you carefully selected will also be participating in the school competition this time."

Xiao Wu said firmly.

Feeling Liu Erlong's tenderness, she suppressed her discomfort towards Tang San, not wanting to disappoint Liu Erlong.

"Great, Xiao Wu, as long as you are willing to play!"

"Believe me, Third Brother. I will definitely protect you."

Tang San was having a headache over who to replace Xiao Wu on the court.

Hearing Xiao Wu and Liu Erlong say this, I was immediately delighted.

Hearing Tang San's selfish and hypocritical words again, Xiao Wu gave Tang San a cold look:

"I said, you are no longer my third brother!"

"I'm not going on the court for you, I'm going on the court for my mother!"

Tang San lost his mind on the spot.

Seeing Xiao Wu looking like an angry little lion, I suddenly didn’t know what to do.

Liu Erlong also looked at Tang San unkindly.

She was just about to persuade Xiao Wu not to force herself, but she never dreamed that Tang San would say "That's great" at such an inopportune time.

This bastard, is this how he treats Xiao Wu?

Suddenly, she seemed to understand why Xiao Wu suddenly disliked Tang San.

She thinks it is normal for couples to have conflicts.

But the situation at this time.

What's more, it made her feel a little pessimistic about Tang San.

Even Yu Xiaogang, Tang San's teacher, whom she had loved for decades, had his impression score lowered.

in the audience.

Wei Feng yawned as he watched the game.

Soon, Shrek Academy came on stage.

Watching the competition between Shrek Academy and Tiandou Royal Academy Team Two.

Wei Feng tried to cheer himself up several times, but he always felt bored.

[Oh my god! What on earth have I done wrong to be able to watch the Soul Master Competition! ]

[This competition is so boring! Can you please end it quickly? Can you please let today pass quickly so that I can get the system rewards for free! ]

The sudden complaint made the girls who were reading the diary feel a little happier for some reason.

Qian Renxue was the most enthusiastic among them. Looking at the latest content, she couldn't help but smile.

"I must have found a way to punish you for having bad intentions."

"With her order, I don't believe you can't sit still in the Soul Master Competition. No matter how bored you are, you have no choice but to sit like this!"

Qian Renxue said happily in her heart.

Although she didn't directly embarrass Wei Feng, she was very satisfied to see Wei Feng's weak complaints.

Time is passing by and each day feels like a year.

Wei Feng didn't know how he managed to make it to the lunch break.

After accepting the morning competition, he felt inexplicably relaxed.

"Finally I'm free!"

"If you keep going like this, I'll suffocate myself to death!"

Wei Feng sighed.

But before he could figure out how to relax.

The servant who was in charge of his daily life in Tiandou City came to greet him.

"Is something wrong?"

"Son, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sect Master Ning wants to meet you."

"Seven Treasures Glazed Sect?"

Wei Feng was a little stunned.

Ning Fengzhi? Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

Isn't that his father-in-law? What does it mean that he suddenly invites him when they have nothing to do with each other?! ?

Chapter 12: Eating free food, Rongrong, my rich wife!

Wei Feng felt a little strange.

He is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, and Ning Fengzhi is the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Just as he thought, Ning Fengzhi had no reason to invite him since they were not related at all.

He had even imagined before that, given his and Qian Renxue's identities, Qian Renxue would probably use Xue Qinghe's disguise as an excuse to invite him.

But Ning Fengzhi was really not in his imagination.

"Son, shall we go?"

"Go, lead the way!"

Wei Feng responded.

It's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk.

He wanted to see why Ning Fengzhi suddenly invited him.

In the original novel, Ning Fengzhi is a being whose wisdom is as great as a demon.

The legendary angel investor is none other than Ning Fengzhi.

Although the investment in Tang San resulted in some losses, which led to the deaths of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, it also made Ning Rongrong a god.

Just barely, well, not a loss.

Furthermore, to this imaginary father-in-law of mine.

Wei Feng was still quite nervous.

He remembered very clearly that in the original novel, Ning Fengzhi had already sensed the undercurrents on Douluo Continent in advance.

Even plans were made in advance for this purpose.

This kind of wisdom is by no means ordinary.

"You said that my teacher invited the Holy Son of Spirit Hall to leave?" Qian Renxue received the news first, and listened to the people of Tiandou Royal Family below with a little confusion.

"Yes, Your Highness. Sect Master Ning invited the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall away, so our banquet is a step late."

Qian Renxue remained silent.

Thinking about the news reported by the servants.

For a moment, she wasn't sure what was wrong.

Having had a lot of contact with Ning Fengzhi, she knew very well how far-sighted Ning Fengzhi was.