Song Cheng said to Luo Qingtong with a bitter face: "come on, let's find another way to repent and push it off!"
"Dear disciple, be good!"
Song Chengzheng and Luo Qingtong muttered. Leng Yuming Wen Cheng on the other side was originally angry that Luo Qingtong's statement was wrong. He would see his eager attitude of approaching Luo Qingtong to speak. He suddenly sneered. He didn't care to correct Luo Qingtong's statement, and raised his voice: "that's right!"
"Everything is just as evil seven said!"
"Tianming City, please!"
As the voice of the city master of Leng Yuming pattern sounded, Luo Qingtong also looked at Song Cheng, blinked his eyes, shrugged his shoulders and said, "it's too late, master."
She said, smiling and chanting. She tapped song Cheng on the right shoulder with her folding fan and said, "maybe a miracle will happen? Master, do you think so?"
Luo Qingtong's smile is evil. When the corners of his lips are slightly picked, he has a sense of romantic implication.
She would be completely a man's posture, and she was used to pretending.
When smiling like this, there is no affectation of femininity, but unspeakable natural and unrestrained and elegant posture.
Song Cheng was almost crying after listening to her words.
Master, you inscriptions masters of Tianfeng Mingwen City, I'm sorry for you!
Song city has never been like this. It's useless and dreary to hate yourself.
If it weren't for this, the Lord of Leng Yuming pattern wouldn't use him to bully, because he was sure he would lose.
That's why I dare to be so unscrupulous!
He is the one who is sorry for master and the inscriptions of Mingwen city!
Their future will be ruined in his hands!
Thinking of the pale complexion of song city, he almost followed Luo Qingtong and the inscriptions of Tianfeng Mingwen city into the Mingwen tower like a wandering soul.
The latter and others couldn't bear to see him like this. They immediately whispered to comfort him and said, "Song Cheng, you don't have to blame yourself."
"It's not your fault."
"Yes, even if you don't show up, Liu Zhitong and they won't let us go."
"After the dissolution of Tianfeng Mingwen City, who knows how he will deal with us in the dark?"
"He won't give us a chance to rise again."
"So it doesn't matter if you lose."
When they came out with old city master Zhang, they had already put themselves aside. How could they care about the strength of the abandoned inscription pattern?
Song Cheng has done well. It's not his fault that his strength is not good.
The Lord of Tianfeng Mingwen didn't blame him.
Therefore, Luo Qingtong didn't speak until he talked with the Lord of Leng Yuming city about making a bet.
Otherwise, the heavenly wind Mingwen City Lord will speak and insist on entering the Mingwen tower. The gambling agreement between Luo Qingtong and the cold jade Mingwen City Lord will not be established.
But he is willing to give song Cheng this opportunity.
Let him fight instead of himself.
This disciple with zero Ming Wen talent has always been very sincere to his heart.
The Lord of Tianfeng Mingwen doesn't want his sincere heart to be wasted!
That's why he kept silent.
When Luo Qingtong and others entered the Mingwen tower, the people of Lengyu Mingwen city had reached the first floor close to the second floor.
Standing on the stairs, master Chen, who had been hidden in the inscription division of Lengyu Mingwen City, suddenly spoke without saying a word.
"Who just let you make your own decisions?"
When he spoke, the heart of the city Lord with cold jade inscription jumped.
Just now he was still satisfied with his face, and he panicked at once.