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..... He crossed the Douluo Continent and became Ning Rongrong's brother, four years earlier! Martial Soul Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, there is no system, what should I do? Ning Xiaotian said that he could only live by hugging his thighs! ..... Ning Fengzhi: I am your father, super rich! Chen Xin, Gu Rong: We are Super Douluo! Hu Liena: I am the Holy Maiden of Wuhun Temple! Qian Renxue: I am the future angel god! Dugu Yan: My grandfather has fairy grass! Bibi Dong: I am your mother-in-law! Ning Xiaotian: Long live the Spirit Hall! ..... Yu Xiaogang: Who is trolling me? Dai Mubai: My fiancee is gone! Still getting hit? Tang San: Xiao Wu disappeared? What about fairy grass? What about the Blue Silver Emperor? What about a good chance? ...... ---------------------------------------------------------- Just want review myself 1.if you ask what link i Will silent and why i'am upload this fanfic if i just can give link and don't do anything else i just give link for next chapter and be lazy to update 2.its not from mtl this from outside site , why always mtl , are you mtl worker so you promo on this content ??? 3. i'am using translate from PC so what if you don't like this translate then don't read i'am not force you to read,and you can't force me,you dont pay me (and vote just to motivate to update not to pay ) 4.and of you want complaine my translate why not you translate funfic who have good story' so i Will critic you

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Davis Temper

  Ning Xiaotian pulled the corners of his mouth under the mask, not angry, but lamented that he came to this world, causing many butterfly effects, even this Both father and daughter are reconciled, and the future direction is very different from the original.

  As for being beaten, he will lose this vest after the fight today, and if he wants to rub him on the ground

  , he has to have a chance.

  Without thinking any more, Ning Xiaotian continued to move forward.

  When approaching the corridor, Davis, who was standing on the side of the entrance, gestured to him with a smile, Ning Xiaotian nodded in response, and then walked in.

Davis was stunned for a moment, his eyes shone with strange brilliance, joy, and a hint of remorse.

  Hey, if we can get to Gengxin City earlier, maybe we can stop the Golden Warriors from playing in the 39th game.

  He looked up at the indicator board on the counter, and the long number made his heart numb:

With such a big bet, Davis turned his head towards Yu Luomian with a smile and nodded.

My heart is dull:

"More than 60,000 spectators are watching, and there is a veteran Contra like Yu Luomian.

I don't have

  a chance to fight a fake match."

What if the Golden Warriors lose?

  Davis couldn't help but have this idea.

With Tang Hao as a comparison, the strength of the gladiators in the 39th game must not be lower than the level of the peak soul emperor.

This is a rule that has been established for 30 years.

  Rather kill the wrong, not let go, this is also the meaning of his father.

So this time, he brought two peak soul emperor personal guards and a middle-level soul saint commander.

  If there is a chance to win over, then send the god of the soul, and on the premise of not breaking the rules, each according to his ability.

  If you lose, you will earn a genius with more training value.

If you win, you will make money, and you can also increase the prestige of the empire.

  No matter what!

  If it is confirmed that there is no chance to win over, then directly send Soul Saint to play, and strive to kill.

  As for retaliation after the game, everything is within the rules, no one is to blame.

Back then, Tang Hao undoubtedly had the idea of ​​​​killing.

After all, the Clear Sky Sect was a force within the Heaven Dou Empire.

Although, like the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, it never participated in battles, it was a threat after all.

  It's a pity that Tang Hao won.

  This time, history must not be allowed to repeat itself.

  Will the Golden Warriors really join the Empire?

What is his identity?

Davis recalled the nodding acquaintance just now, and the reply his entourage brought back from the hotel last night.

  Undoubtedly, they are expressing goodwill.

  Of course, it is also possible that he is pretending.

After thinking about

  it, Davis still hopes that Ning Xiaotian can win.

He is now vying for the crown prince, although the royal family stipulates that the throne should be determined by competition, he is temporarily ranked first because of his age and strength.

But if there is a warrior who has won 39 games in a row in the arena around him, it will be extremely helpful to win the hearts of the people, or to conquer the military and consolidate the regime.

  Who doesn't want to have a higher chance of winning?

  He is 17 years old this year, and this time he won this opportunity because of his age.

The two younger brothers are still young, and the ministers in the DPRK and China are worried that they will mess things up.

Only he is similar in age and has the right identity.

  Davis didn't care how much money Ning Xiaotian won.

As long as you join the empire and spend it domestically, it is the money of the empire, and it is just left and right.

  "By the way, how come there are so many winning gold warriors?

There are actually more than 50 million gold soul coins."

  Davis looked at the number, and some doubts arose in his heart,

"The ratio of one to three, Tang Hao didn't have that game back then. Such a small gap. Could it be that Tang Hao's victory has given these people courage?"

He looked back at the crowd of spectators in the hall entering the corridor, and shook his head.

  "Anyway, the more you win in the arena, the more the Golden Warriors win, the empire earns, it's just less."

  Gently waving back, Davis pulled Zhu Zhuyun to the side of the corridor where Ning Xiaotian and Yu Luomian's team entered successively.

The arena is on the side of the entry passage for players, and there is an observation room specially prepared for special VIPs, so there is no need to crowd with other audiences.

  It is also convenient for the arena to directly attract players.

  "If the Golden Warriors win, they have to talk to him immediately."

Davis thought as he walked.

  Behind him, the respectful old man walked side by side with the man in Tsing Yi, bowing slightly and following behind.

  "I want to see what this guy with the surname is capable of."

Liu Erlong sat down on the bench and moved to a comfortable position, his arms crossed his chest, his eyebrows stood upright, his neckline squeezed out a full arc, shaking slightly .

  The warm orange sun shines through the window, the light is bright and dazzling, and the whiteness is shining.

  "After all, it's the 39th game, so there's nothing wrong with actively preparing for the battle. Back then, Tang Hao's battle was a narrow victory.

You were young and didn't watch it, so naturally you didn't know the danger."

Yu Luomian shook her head and explained patiently,

"Xingxing In Luo Empire Arena, no one has won more than 35 victories in 30 years, and the difficulty can be imagined."

  His daughter is now over 40 years old, and his temperament is still blunt and ignorant of human affairs, and he is also helpless.

  The heart is full of guilt.

  When he was taken back into the family, his daughter had not yet been born, and his wife was born as a commoner, and he had no soul power in his body.

The difficulty of pulling her daughter up can be imagined.

  If it wasn't for him dying and begging the family not to be embarrassed, I'm afraid it would be difficult for his daughter to be born, and his wife would be taken back to the land of Yanliu by those cruel noble officials.

At that time, in order to maintain the reputation of the sect and protect his lover, he hid his identity from the outside world.

  Fortunately, the eldest brother Nianzheng occasionally helped him without the knowledge of his father and family by sending people to help him.

The mother and daughter only suffered from displacement in those years.

  And when he was finally able to go out for a family reunion, it had been many years.

In order to protect his orphaned mother and not to be bullied by his peers, his daughter often fought bravely with others, and developed a strong temperament.

  He will never forget his daughter's dusty, hurt but stubborn look, and his wife's haggard look because of life and excessive thoughts.

He couldn't blame him for the situation.

  Now that his daughter is out of the shadows, and the father and daughter can get back together again, he naturally has to take care of it.

  This is also the wish and command of his wife before her death.

  "Who knows if there will be fake matches in this arena?"

Liu Erlong turned his head and muttered softly.

  "It's impossible."

Yu Luomian shook his head,

"Not to mention that there are more than 60,000 people in the audience watching, and there are many high-level spirit masters from all over the place.

The major families will not agree. Just now you saw in the lobby that although the amount won by the Golden Warriors is more than 50 million, the amount won by the arena is 150 million."

  "What a huge number. Ah."

Yu Luomian sighed. Their entire family did not have so much liquidity.

In terms of earning ability, he had to admit that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was the most wealthy in the world, and it was as rich as a country.

  Moreover, the strength has become stronger and stronger, and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, hey thinking of this, Yu Luomian's eyes darkened:

"I am now over 60 years old, and my strength has stayed at the 89th level for many years, and it is hopeless to be titled."

  He couldn't help but Turning to look at Liu Erlong, with a smile on his face:

"Erlong's strength has improved rapidly in the past few years, and there are some adventures. Coupled with my previous gifts, there should be hope to break through the title in a few years."

  "Hmph, if Erlong hadn't affected his mood because of Yu Xiaogang's idiot, he would have delayed nearly 20 years of good time. Now his achievements are probably far more than that."

  Yu Luomian couldn't help but feel a little anger in his heart, but it was only for a moment, and he Turned into resentment:

  "Although I have never blamed my wife's past, but my wife always remembers her misfortune, and has taught Erlong to be loyal to her relationship for many years.

This is a good thing. That guy."

  "My eldest brother has his son, and he is also suffering from blood mold.

I haven't seen a letter to worry about for so many years."

  Liu Erlong was startled, and quickly turned his head to stare out the window.

Two tall and straight figures happened to walk out of the left and right passages.

The heads of people in the surrounding stands moved, and the cheers were like surging waves, one after another.

  "This little guy is quite popular."

  "It's about to start, it's about to start."

Her eyes lit up, then her face froze, and she curled her lips calmly.

  "Will the surnamed Jin work?

I have to read it before the old lady.

Maybe it's a paper tiger."

This battle, this golden warrior, they are also very interested.

  That's what they came for.

   I saw it, but I didn't seem to see it.