My sign-in life in Douluo

Chapter 36 Money-filled Sword Douluo

After Zhu Zhuqing left, Jiang Siming did not immediately enter the mirror space for training.

"It seems that I have indulged myself a little too much recently." Jiang Siming said to himself.Crush the Shrek Seven Monsters, super soul ring configuration.The Zhuxian Sword is unparalleled in power, and so is the second martial spirit, Donghuang Bell.Thanks to the system, I have such a beautiful girlfriend.

Jiang Siming suddenly wanted to ask himself why he wanted to practice?

At first, the system issued tasks, and Jiang Siming just completed the tasks step by step.There is no big plot happening now, and the soul power has been stagnant for a long time.The system has not had any sign-in tasks for a long time, and Jiang Siming has gradually ignored the existence of the system.

Jiang Siming seemed to have truly become a member of this world.But Jiang Siming felt that something was missing. What was the purpose of practicing?

Jiang Siming slowly fell asleep. He did not enter the mirror space this night.

The next morning, Jiang Siming had a rare sleep.

"dong dong dong"

A knock on the door woke Jiang Siming.Jiang Siming rubbed his eyes and stood up to open the door.

"Ah!" Ning Rongrong screamed with her face flushed.

"What are you shouting? It's so noisy and easy to misunderstand, you know?" Jiang Siming quickly covered Ning Rongrong's mouth.

Ning Rongrong's cheeks suddenly turned redder.Hao Peng forcefully opened Jiang Siming's hand and said, "Can you put your clothes on?"

Jiang Siming looked awkwardly at himself wearing only shorts.He quickly let go of Ning Rongrong and quickly put on his clothes. "This is not embarrassing!"

When Ning Rongrong saw the flustered Jiang Siming, she burst into laughter.The eight angular abdominal muscles and the mermaid line that instantly kills all the girls flashed through his mind.His face couldn't help but turn red again.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? What do you want from me?" Jiang Siming waved his hand in front of Ning Rongrong and said.

"Ah, ah? Oh, that person from the Qibao Glazed Sect is here." Ning Rongrong said in a panic.Then he left in a hurry.

"It's so embarrassing, it's really embarrassing. How can you blush, Ning Rongrong?" Ning Rongrong muttered to herself as she walked, covering both sides of her face tightly with her two little hands, fearing that others would see it. .I originally came here to give Jiang Siming a blow, but I didn't expect that I would end up in a big red face. Fortunately, Jiang Siming, a straight man, has terminal cancer, otherwise he would have been laughed to death.

Jiang Siming washed up and went downstairs, and saw a luxurious carriage parked in front of the hotel.I guess it was the Qibao Glazed Sect who came to pick me up.

Jiang Siming stepped forward, and the attendants on both sides opened the car door and made a gesture of invitation.Jiang Siming was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Ning Fengzhi would come to pick him up in person.Ning Rongrong on the side glared at him.

Ning Fengzhi looked at this scene and then at Jiang Siming.Jiang Siming always felt that something was wrong with Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

Ning Fengzhi had just seen his daughter running into the carriage with a blushing face, so it was strange that she looked at Jiang Siming with strange eyes. She deeply felt that her intelligence was wrong?

"Hello, Uncle Ning." Jiang Siming said respectfully, completely ignoring Ning Rongrong's glare.

Ning Rongrong was so angry that she pinched Ning Fengzhi's arm.

"Oh, okay, Rongrong, my father is an old man, but unlike you young people, he can no longer stand the trouble." Ning Fengzhi said and glanced at the two of them.

Jiang Siming was confused, while Ning Rongrong blushed and said, "Dad, I'll ignore you." Then she got out of the car and returned to the hotel.

After Jiang Siming got on the bus, Ning Fengzhi signaled to the driver that he could leave.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Siming again.

"Si Ming, His Highness the Crown Prince was indeed a little abrupt that day. As a teacher, I apologize to you on his behalf." Ning Fengzhi said sincerely.

Jiang Siming obviously didn't expect Ning Fengzhi to say this. After all, Xue Qinghe, whom Qian Renxue pretended to be, could be considered the crown prince of Tiandou, and Ning Fengzhi was the crown prince's master.

Ning Fengzhi naturally saw Jiang Siming's thoughts.He continued, "Si Ming, the so-called most ruthless imperial family. How could they let an ordinary soul master control the production lifeline of such a powerful weapon? Even other kingdoms, principalities, or the Star Luo Empire would make the same choice. And Xue Qinghe just did something that happened sooner or later in order to consolidate his position as the crown prince."

"Then I still have to thank Uncle Ning. I'm afraid Uncle Ning begged for me on my behalf that day." Jiang Siming said calmly.After all, Ning Fengzhi wanted him to hand over the method of making bullets.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and knew that Jiang Siming had misunderstood, "Si Ming, I don't want you to hand over the method of making bullets. Emperor Xueye is also a rare benevolent king. He just wants you to only serve the Tiandou royal family and Qibao." Provided by Liuli Sect. You are not allowed to provide bullets to any other sects, kingdoms, principalities, Xingluo Empire and Wuhun Palace. If you are a hundred years from now, you should write down a bullet manufacturing method and present it to the Tiandou royal family, and the empire will give it to you. The position of earl brings blessing to the descendants."

These words made Jiang Siming a little surprised. He did not expect that the Tiandou royal family would make such a decision.This made Jiang Siming dumbfounded. "I can't make bullets, so I earned the title of earl for nothing."

"That was all my misunderstanding, Uncle Ning and the Tiandou royal family." Jiang Siming said apologetically.Although Jiang Siming didn't know the specific situation, it couldn't be just what he meant literally.There must be other things happening in the royal family, which prevents Jiang Siming from being taken care of at the moment.

Half an hour.

"The Qibao Glazed Sect is indeed the richest sect in the world." Jiang Siming couldn't help but sigh. No wonder Ning Rongrong has princess disease. She lives in the castle every day, isn't she just a princess?

"Small scene." Ning Fengzhi said calmly.

Jiang Si took a look and thought to himself, "Very good, finally someone dares to show off in front of me."

The two walked into the hall slowly. Jiang Siming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as soon as they entered the hall.I thought to myself, "I can't stand it! If you have money, you can really do whatever you want. Bullets must be sold to expensive people."

Go through the hall and onto the school grounds.

"Uncle Jian, I will bring you the man." Ning Fengzhi said respectfully.

"Si Ming, I'm leaving first. There are still matters to be dealt with in the sect." Ning Fengzhi said and left.

Sword Douluo looked straight at Jiang Siming.Neither of them spoke for a while.

After a long time, Sword Douluo said, "Rong Rong asked me to beat you up. Let's fight first to see how strong you are? Then we decide how to train."

Jiang Siming was a little confused. You didn't say anything when you came up. At least introduce yourself!Start fighting directly!

Jiang Siming was speechless for a while and directly released his martial spirit.The configuration of two purple and one black soul rings really surprised Sword Douluo.

"How did you configure your soul ring?" Sword Douluo asked in surprise.

"This, my body is twice as good!" Of course Jiang Siming couldn't tell the truth and started making nonsense again.

Seeing this, Sword Douluo didn't ask further.

A surge of heaven-reaching sword intent erupted from Sword Douluo.

"Damn it, are you charging money? You bring your own special effects!" Jiang Siming was a little stunned.However, the movements of his hands did not stop.

"I'm not afraid of recharging money. I also have a buff, possessed by the God of Death. I'm very evil."

After half a column of incense.

Jiang Siming sat on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face.