Douluo: The mainland has become my back garden

Chapter 82 It seems like it’s going to be cold today
The driver let out an unpleasant laugh and looked at Ning Rongrong with greed in his eyes.

He has been waiting for this day for too long. He drives for people every day, but in the end he still makes so little money.

He had imagined countless times that he could carry a helpless rich lady, so that he could reach the sky in one step.

The young lady in front of him perfectly matched his imagination. She was Xiaojiabiyu, luxuriously dressed, and she looked rich at first glance.

She even had a soul guide in her hand, which was a wealth that he had never dared to imagine.

Soon, it all belonged to him, even...

The driver looked at Ning Rongrong's snow-white skin, with a hint of lust flashing in his eyes.

Sensing the coachman's gaze, Ning Rongrong's face suddenly darkened, and a murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

"When did even an ordinary person dare to do such a thing of killing and stealing? Don't you know that I am a soul master?"

what?
You said you are a soul master?

Pfft!

The driver sneered lightly, "It doesn't matter if he is a soul master, I will still rob him of the soul master."

He had long seen that Ning Rongrong could use soul guidance devices, so she must be a soul master.

But so what.

It's not like he has never seen a soul master before. The child of Lao Wang's family next door is a soul master.

But the soul skill released by the child only made the plants on his hand learn to wrap.

Poof!Would he be afraid at this level?

Even ordinary people can easily beat that child.

He believed that the young lady in front of him was also of this type.

In short, he didn't believe that Ning Rongrong could be strong like this.

He even chose the most conservative approach. He chose this position carefully...

Ning Rongrong's expression became more gloomy, and a trace of anger appeared on her fair face.

Is it just because she looks easy to bully?

Then Ning Rongrong pulled open the curtains on both sides of the carriage, and her petite figure jumped out.

The driver was shocked for a moment. He didn't expect Ning Rongrong to be so flexible. He immediately opened the mezzanine under his feet and pulled out a machete that was more than one meter long, which made him feel slightly relieved.

You have a martial spirit and I have a weapon. This is fair.

After jumping out of the carriage, Ning Rongrong saw a machete in the driver's hand and was secretly frightened.

Although the profession of soul master is noble, it is not much better than ordinary people in essence. In fact, the physiques of many auxiliary soul masters are not as good as those of some strong ordinary people.

If she had been stabbed, she would have been seriously injured.

However, the coachman wouldn't think that holding a weapon would pose a threat to her. In terms of strength and speed, she was confident that she would not lose to ordinary people.

"Seven Treasures turn out with colored glass."

Ning Rongrong shouted coldly, and a gorgeous seven-story pagoda appeared in his hand, "The seven treasures are famous, one is: strength, and the second is: speed."

Suddenly, two rays of light shot out from the small tower and fell on Ning Rongrong.

The coachman's pupils were so wide that they almost burst out of his eyes, and the courage brought by picking up the machete instantly dissipated.

Judging from the appearance of this young lady, the martial arts in her hands were brilliant, and there were two soul rings at her feet.

Sorry! !guessed wrong!
A great soul master, she turned out to be a great soul master!
At this moment, the coachman couldn't help but began to regret. Originally, the young lady was only eleven or twelve years old, and she didn't look like a strong person.

After all, Lao Wang's child next door is not even a soul master at this age.

So, she is a genius from a big city?
"Wait a minute. We have something to talk about. I'll let you go and let this matter be over."

The driver quickly apologized, even if he had a weapon, he couldn't defeat a great soul master!
"Hmph, it's too late to beg for mercy now. Do you dare to offend this young lady?"

Ignoring the driver's begging for mercy, Ning Rongrong's eyes grew more murderous. She remembered the driver's lustful look just now.

If she didn't take revenge on the spot, she wouldn't dare take a shower tonight.

"Are we really going to fight to the death?"

Seeing that Ning Rongrong didn't give him a chance, the coachman's tone became fierce again.

"Then I'm welcome."

Immediately, the coachman put his hand to his mouth, and in the next moment, a loud whistle sounded in all directions.

This is the reason why he dares to drive a black car. He has a background.

Ning Rongrong was immediately frightened. With this look, could he be calling someone?So he stopped being polite and took out a long sword from the soul guide.

The long sword was also close to one meter, its blade shone with a cold luster, and its material was not comparable to ordinary metal.

This was a self-defense weapon given to her by Sword Douluo, but this was the first time she used it.

Ning Rongrong stepped lightly and jumped in front of the coachman in an instant. The long sword in her hand struck out at a strange angle, while the coachman subconsciously resisted.

Clang!
The sound of swords clashing resounded, and the coachman only felt a powerful force coming from him. The next moment, the long sword shook the machete in his hand away, leaving a mark on his chest, and his clothes were instantly stained with blood.

"Hmph, at this level, who gave you the confidence?"

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly and did not look at the driver who was chopped to the ground. Instead, he looked around.

The driver's whistle always made her feel uneasy.

The driver had no strength at all, blood was gushing from his mouth, and his eyes looked at Ning Rongrong with deep resentment, but after a while, a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

Here they come.

There was a rustling sound in the surrounding forest, and after a while, a dozen people walked out of the forest.

They surrounded the carriage and Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong's face suddenly turned pale. With so many people, her poor swordsmanship couldn't resist them. Even the Dragon Needle was not enough.

Among the crowd, a big man with a scar on his face walked out and glanced at the driver lying on the ground, "Okay, Old Ghost Che actually brought us this big fish."

Then he looked at Ning Rongrong with eyes full of surprise, which soon turned into greed and desire.

With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that Ning Rongrong was a rich lady, with gorgeous clothes and jewelry. The most eye-catching thing was that the bracelet on her wrist still had a trace of soul power, which was obviously a soul guide.

Even he never had such a good thing.

"Master, you have brought me so much benefit, I just ask you to save me."

The coachman looked at the headmaster and begged for help feebly. With the wound on his chest and the blood spurting out of his mouth, he felt like he was about to get cold if he didn't save him.

The leader sneered lightly, and the bandits around him burst into laughter, "It's just because you brought me here that I can't keep you."

The headmaster walked up to the coachman and squatted down, using the long knife in his hand to scratch his wound. The next moment, the long knife went straight into his chest.

The coachman's eyes widened and he lost his breath in an instant.

Ning Rongrong's face turned pale and she almost retched. Just now, she didn't kill the coachman with her own hands. She didn't expect that he was killed by one of her own people.

It's so cruel!
"It's your turn now, miss."

The headmaster turned to look at Ning Rongrong, the greed in his eyes reappeared, but mixed with it was a touch of solemnity.

"Which family are you from?"

Realizing that Ning Rongrong's martial soul was extraordinary and that there were two soul rings at his feet, the master's eyes became more solemn.

His eyes scanned the surroundings without trace, but he didn't find anything unusual.

As the head master, he still has some discernment. Geniuses like Ning Rongrong, who can become a great soul master at the age of eleven or twelve, can only be cultivated by big forces.

And when these geniuses go out, they more or less always bring guards with them.

However, it seems that there are no guards around.

Even in the conflict between her and Old Ghost Che for so long, there was no secret guard taking action.

Ning Rongrong tightly covered the dragon's beard needle in her hand and pretended to be calm, but for a moment, she didn't know how to break the situation.In the end, I could only reply to the headmaster's words first, and said delicately, "I am a member of the Qibao Glazed Sect, you dare to take action against me?"

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Suddenly, there was a hint of murderous intent in the headmaster's eyes, and he looked around unconsciously.

"Yes, if you're scared, let me go quickly, otherwise, you won't be able to bear the consequences."

Seeing the fear of the head master, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but calm down slightly, and even took out a secret guard's token from the soul guide.

After much thought, she could only move out of the sect, hoping that the power of the sect could be of some use. After all, she simply could not compete with so many enemies.

The headmaster's pupils shrank. A seven-story pagoda was engraved on the token, combined with the young lady's words and the martial spirit in his hand.

He is actually from the Qibao Glazed Sect!

"Then we can't let you leave alive!" The leader immediately shouted sharply, his soul ring flashed, and the martial soul machete was suddenly stained with a bloody light.

Ning Rongrong's identity made him very afraid, but her behavior clearly reflected her lack of confidence.

He could be sure that Ning Rongrong was not accompanied by any guards at all. Otherwise, would he need to reason with him?

He knows how tyrannical the big sects are and will kill anyone who dares to bully their sect.

Besides, there was another reason why he had to kill him.

If there were people from the Qibao Glazed Sect around here, no matter whether they let Ning Rongrong go or not, they would all die in the end.

The headmaster raised the machete in his hand. Under the influence of the blood-red light, its power increased a bit, and the sharp blade slashed towards Ning Rongrong.

In an instant, Ning Rongrong's martial spirit Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda flashed, two rays of light merged into his body, and he stepped lightly to avoid the attack.

However, when the surrounding bandits saw that the leader failed to take down Ning Rongrong with one blow, they actually started to move closer together and formed a small circle around Ning Rongrong.

"Master, she can't escape anyway. How about we kidnap her back..."

Beside them, the bandits laughed jokingly.

"Run? You can run once, but can you run the second time?"

There was a trace of ferocity on the headmaster's face, and then he burst out laughing again, looking at Ning Rongrong with a hint of lust in his eyes.

He was absolutely sure that there were no guards around Ning Rongrong, otherwise, he would not have shown up at this critical moment.

It seems that today not only can a fortune be robbed, but there can even be an extra Mrs. Yazhai.

When Ning Rongrong saw the headmaster's lewd eyes and heard the sneers of the bandits around her, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in her heart. She really didn't take her seriously. Did she really think that she was being bullied at will?

The light flowed in the hand, and a soul force was injected into the dragon's beard needle in the hand. The next moment, a golden afterimage was shot out, aiming directly at the head's heart.

The headmaster was still smiling wildly. He noticed Ning Rongrong's movements, but if a girl waved her hand, could it have any impact on him?

puff!

There was a slight puncture sound, followed by a sharp pain. The headmaster immediately covered his chest, his face turning red and white.

I... shit!

It can really affect him. What the hell is this? It hurts. It hurts so much!
In just a moment, the leader fell to his knees on the ground. The severe pain made him weak and cold sweat broke out all over his body unconsciously. At this moment, he just felt empty in his heart.

hiss!
No, it seems that a piece of his heart has really been hollowed out!
"Uh... ah!!"

The miserable screams resounded through the forest, and even the bandits around were startled, looking at Ning Rongrong with a hint of fear in their eyes.

What the hell... the boss was killed in just one meeting?

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Several bandits gathered around the headmaster and asked anxiously.

"Kill...kill her, kill her for me!"

The boss struggled to say this sentence. If he didn't say his last words, he felt like he was going to die.

"Go up, go up to me!"

Standing next to the first master was the second master, who immediately took over the command. The first master seemed to be getting cold, and there was nothing wrong with him doing this.

But even though he was the second strongest person and shouted the loudest, he quietly retreated behind everyone at this moment. Even the leader was stunned, and it was the same when he went up.

He still needs to remain useful. After all, neither wealth nor beauty can be wasted, right?

Seeing that Ning Rongrong seemed to be holding a weapon to attack the head master, everyone looked at each other and did not dare to act rashly for a while.

"Fuck me, or I'll kill him directly!"

However, the second boss was standing behind them, pointing a gun at them. If they didn't do it, they might be killed on the spot.

In the end, the bandits could only move slowly towards Ning Rongrong.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong's face became even more gloomy. These bandits were actually fighting in a group!

Even the second strongest man used his younger brother as a human shield!

How can this make her fight!
There are only five dragon beard needles left in his hand, but there are more than a dozen bandits.

Woohoo!

It seems like it's going to be cold today.

Ning Rongrong lowered her eyes and began to regret in her heart.

If she had not lost her temper, those bodyguards would not have been dismissed, and if she had not refused Mu Han's request to accompany them, she would not have been in danger.

Damn!
I haven’t found a boyfriend yet!

It would be great if Mu Ban was a Jie Se before, then these things wouldn't have happened.

But in the end, Ning Rongrong could only shoot the dragon beard needle in his hand at a few bandits. Their martial souls were condensed with strong soul power, and they were obviously long-range attacks.

puff!

Several golden lights flashed past, and five more bandits fell down after the leader, lying on the ground and wailing miserably.

"Come on, come on, she doesn't have that weapon in her hand!"

Behind the crowd, the Second Master made an earnest urging sound. He noticed the change in Ning Rongrong's face. After this attack, her face was filled with despair.

The bandits seemed to have discovered this phenomenon, and there was a flash of fanaticism in their eyes, and they immediately pounced on Ning Rongrong.

More than a dozen bandits rushed toward him. Ning Rongrong instantly lost the courage to draw his sword, staggered on his feet, and collapsed weakly on the ground.

"Woooo..."

He even closed his eyes and cried.

Ning Rongrong had never experienced such danger since she was a child, and she was a little broken for a while.

In the end, he could only summon up the last bit of strength, hold the long sword in his hand, and press it towards his neck.

She knew what would happen if she was caught, but how could she accept such a thing.

Goodbye, Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone!

Suddenly, the temperature in this area dropped a bit. Ning Rongrong noticed it, but thought it was because death was right in front of him, so he still moved the sword towards his neck without hesitation.

But the next moment, a look of confusion appeared on her face. Why did the sword become so heavy that it was difficult to move it?
Even, the long sword in her hand was pulled away by a powerful force, causing her expression to change drastically in an instant.

Ning Rongrong immediately opened her eyes, and what she saw was a handsome face, and she was held in his arms, and she couldn't help but become confused.

"Mu Ban, is that you?"

At this moment, Ning Rongrong thought she was hallucinating. It turned out that before she died, she only wanted to fall in love?

It seems that Mu Ban is also very good. He is gentle and handsome.

"Who else can I be?"

Mu Ban smiled faintly and hugged the girl in his arms tighter.

A strong touch came, instantly clearing Ning Rongrong's mind, and the confusion on her face turned into surprise. It seemed that it was not an illusion, but really Mu Ban!
Otherwise, why would she feel warm?
(End of this chapter)