430: Chapter 430 Should Erlong be sent to perform again?

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It is unknown how much time had passed before Prince Xue Xing was interrupted by a burst of impatient knocking, forcing him to stop his entertainment.

He opened the door to see his guard looking flustered.

He raised an eyebrow: "What is it? So impatient, don't you know this Prince is busy?"

"Your Highness, this subordinate did not intend to disturb you, but there is truly an urgent matter..."

"What matter?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, just last night, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was destroyed by Ning Rongrong."

"What the hell?"

"Ning Rongrong defected to Spirit Hall. The Holy Son of Spirit Hall personally led the team, killing Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is still engulfed in flames."

Prince Xue Xing's expression shifted slightly. He reached out and grabbed the guard by the collar, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Is this information true?"

The guard nodded repeatedly: "The news has already spread throughout Heaven Dou City; it cannot possibly be false."

"This... to think Ning Rongrong would betray the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School..."

Prince Xue Xing was shocked.

What was Ning Rongrong's status?

Ning Fengzhi's daughter.

What reason did Spirit Hall use to persuade Ning Rongrong?

Or was Ning Rongrong deceived?

"Your Highness, are you satisfied with your play?"

At this moment, the plump woman sauntered over with a swaying waist.

She smiled obsequiously: "Your Highness, my Feng girl isn't bad, is she?"

"Hmm."

Prince Xue Xing nodded, very satisfied.

Miss Feng's bosom was truly fair and ample.

Comfortable.

It almost made him roll his eyes back.

It was his first time doing it like this.

Having her roleplay as his enemy.

Abusing her.

His mood was excellent.

The most crucial part was that the roleplay was so realistic.

It felt as if he were truly whipping Ning Fengzhi.

"I will come again tomorrow. Remember the rules."

"Yes, yes, yes. As long as Your Highness is satisfied, rest assured, no one will ever know that you appeared here."

The plump woman saw Prince Xue Xing off, then hurried to Miss Feng's room.

"Feng girl, hurry up and get dressed and tidy up. There are more guests coming later... This... this is too messy."

The plump woman walked into the room and was startled. The room was a mess, with stains everywhere.

Miss Feng was lying on the ground, in a wretched state.

Her body.

Twitching from time to time.

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"What did you say? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was destroyed by Spirit Hall?"

"And Ning Rongrong opened the mountain gate herself."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

At Shrek Academy, news of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School reached the plaza. Yu Xiaogang was training students; his training method was still having them carry a basket of stones and run three laps around the academy.

Besides the original students, Shrek Academy had also attracted a batch of new students.

Hearing the news brought by the students, Yu Xiaogang subconsciously felt it was fake.

"Ning Rongrong is the future heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School; how could she destroy her own Sect?"

"And killed Ning Fengzhi."

"I see this as surely a rumor spread by Spirit Hall, wanting to disintegrate our Shrek Academy from within."

Yu Xiaogang believed his analysis was correct.

"Great Master, the destruction of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School might be true. After all, no one would dare spread such rumors recklessly."

Ma Hongjun truly believed it was possible that Spirit Hall had already done such a thing.

After all, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Sect had both perished at their hands.

"Spirit Hall, it's that damned Su Wen again. How could he strike against the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists tightly. Now, the Upper Three Sects were all gone.

The only ones left to check Spirit Hall were the two great Empires.

According to the situation, Spirit Hall would inevitably strike at the two great Empires.

Would Little San have time to return?

The most crucial point was that Xue Qinghe was also a disguise used by a person from Spirit Hall.

Once Emperor Xue Ye died.

Without the interference of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Heaven Dou Empire would likely fall into the hands of Spirit Hall quite smoothly.

"I originally wanted to tell Ning Fengzhi the truth and have him help delay Little San's return, but I didn't expect this to happen."

"No, there is no time left; we cannot wait for Little San."

"Mubai, Hongjun, we must make Xue Qinghe's true identity public."

"Let everyone on the continent be clear about Spirit Hall's conspiracy."

"We cannot let the Heaven Dou Empire fall into the hands of Spirit Hall."

Liu Erlong raised an eyebrow. This Yu Xiaogang was truly restless.

Her husband hadn't given any instructions on whether to intervene in the Xue Qinghe matter.

Logically speaking.

She should probably manage it; they both belonged to Spirit Hall, and that Xue Qinghe had a connection to Bibi Dong, while Bibi Dong was carrying her husband's child.

Liu Erlong glanced at Xiao Wu, who was yawning, looking heartless. Liu Erlong felt she couldn't rely on her; only when fighting could she come up to help.

"Mubai, you come with me to find Prince Xue Xing. Hongjun, Little Ao, you go to Heaven Dou City and spread the word, telling everyone about Xue Qinghe's identity."

Yu Xiaogang knew very well that the only people in the entire Heaven Dou City he could count on right now were Prince Xue Xing and Marshal Ge Long.

Marshal Ge Long held the Empire's authority. As long as Marshal Ge Long mobilized the army, a Titled Douluo would be nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot before a million-strong army.

Yu Xiaogang was excited; he would become the savior of the Heaven Dou Empire.

"Great Master, won't there be danger?"

Ma Hongjun asked cautiously.

He was already afraid of Spirit Hall.

If Spirit Hall found out it was them spreading Xue Qinghe's true identity.

He figured he would either die or see the scar again.

"Hongjun, with the country in crisis, how can you be a coward?"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned cold.

"But I'm just a small Spirit Master..."

Ma Hongjun rubbed his head.

"You..."

Yu Xiaogang was furious.

"Hongjun, don't worry. If an accident really happens, Teacher Erlong will help us solve it. You also know that the Holy Son of Spirit Hall has designs on our Teacher Erlong."

Dai Mubai suddenly patted Ma Hongjun's shoulder.

"You..."

Yu Xiaogang's face instantly flushed red with anger.

What did Dai Mubai mean?

Did he want his Erlong to go perform?

He hadn't even seen it himself.

Yet that Su Wen could see all sorts of talents.

Yu Xiaogang was panting like an ox.

"Do you think I don't exist?"

Liu Erlong raised her hand.

She slapped Dai Mubai across the face, sending him flying.

Dai Mubai fell to the ground, groaning continuously.

Yu Xiaogang waved his hands repeatedly: "Erlong, you misunderstood. That's not what Dai Mubai meant."

He still needed Dai Mubai; he couldn't afford for him to be seriously injured right now.

"Enough nonsense. Listen to me, everyone go back."

"First, let's see the specific situation. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School seems to really be gone. Send someone to check it out."

Liu Erlong spoke very forcefully.

"Erlong, time waits for no one..."

Yu Xiaogang was anxious.

The later they were, the faster Spirit Hall would be.

"Then do as you please."

Liu Erlong secretly transmitted her voice: "Xiao Wu, get ready. I think we can send them on their way. Husband should agree."

Xiao Wu, who was still sleepwalking and felt uninterested in everything, suddenly became spirited upon hearing this sentence.

She tilted her head and blinked at Liu Erlong, as if asking: Are you serious?