Chapter 80 Zhu Zhuqing is despicable?! Dai Mubai is a womanizer! A complete waste!
"Go to hell!"
Tang Hao swung the giant hammer with both hands, showing no mercy, and smashed it directly into Lu Ming's back.
This strike, imbued with his pride as the Haotian Douluo and his greed for treasures, was so powerful that it seemed to distort even the space itself.
A fierce wind howled, and the surrounding trees shattered under the pressure of the hammer blow.
"careful!"
Ah Yin screamed in terror, trying to rush forward to shield Lu Ming from the attack.
Lu Ming stood still, without moving an inch.
In his mind, he gently tapped the golden card.
[Super Douluo Trial Card, use!]
boom--!
An indescribable, terrifying power exploded within Lu Ming's body in an instant.
That is the vast soul power belonging to a Super Douluo!
If Tang Hao's power is a rushing river, then the power within Lu Ming at this moment is a boundless ocean.
Beneath the mask, Lu Ming's lips curled slightly.
He slowly raised his right hand, without turning around, and casually extended a finger toward the giant hammer hurtling toward him from behind.
...
at the same time.
Blue Tyrant Academy, girls' dormitory.
This place was originally the residence of senior students of Blue Tyrant Academy. It was a quiet and secluded place, but now it is empty, with only Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing living there for the time being.
Ning Rongrong curled up lazily on the sofa, holding a cup of warm papaya milk in her hands, sipping it slowly.
Her long, slender, and fair legs were casually draped over the sofa armrests, her skirt slipping down to reveal a section of her jade-like calves, which gleamed delicately under the light.
Her gaze wasn't focused on the milk in her hand, but rather on the chat group interface in the void.
"I wonder how Sister Yin is doing..."
Ning Rongrong muttered something softly.
The group member named "My Son Is Not a Bastard" had such a tragic experience. She was hunted down by her husband right after being resurrected. This kind of plot would be criticized as too heartbreaking even in a novel.
The chat history in the group was still refreshing rapidly, but most of the messages were from anxious waiting.
Emperor Lu has already made his move, but no one knows what the outcome will be.
Click.
The dormitory door lock clicked softly as it was pushed open from the outside.
Ning Rongrong subconsciously sat up straight and looked towards the door.
Zhu Zhuqing walked in expressionlessly.
Her black leather jacket remained tight, outlining her stunning figure that would make countless women envious and drive men crazy.
At this moment, however, her cold face showed no emotion whatsoever, and her eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool.
"Rongrong, are you drinking papaya milk again?"
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at the cup in Ning Rongrong's hand and asked casually.
Ning Rongrong blushed slightly, puffed out her still-developing chest, and said confidently:
"This is good stuff. How can I catch up with your progress if I don't drink more?"
After saying that, she put down her cup and looked at Zhu Zhuqing with her big, bright eyes.
"Zhuqing, where did you go? You're back so late, I was so bored all by myself."
Zhu Zhuqing did not answer immediately.
She walked to her bed, pulled a black leather suitcase from under the bed, opened the wardrobe, and began to pack her clothes one by one.
The movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
Ning Rongrong was stunned.
"Zhuqing, what are you doing? Are we changing dorms?"
Zhu Zhuqing folded the last piece of clothing, put it in the box, closed the lid, and turned to look at Ning Rongrong.
"It's not us. It's me who's moving out."
"From now on, I will move in with Lu Ming."
"puff--"
Ning Rongrong spat out the mouthful of milk she had just taken a sip of. Ignoring the milk stains on her lips, she stared wide-eyed at Zhu Zhuqing as if she were looking at a monster.
"What?!"
"You're going to live with the captain? Living together?!"
Ning Rongrong's voice instantly rose eight octaves.
A lone man and a lone woman, alone in a room.
Even Ning Rongrong, the "little witch," found the implications of this to be a bit too shocking.
Although Lu Ming is their captain, handsome, strong, and the godson of Dean Liu Erlong, this progress is too fast, isn't it?
Zhu Zhuqing looked calm and picked up the box.
"It's for cultivation. His control over soul power is very helpful to me, and the environment there is better."
Just then.
Bang!
The dormitory door was suddenly kicked open, the thick wooden door slamming against the wall with a loud thud.
Dai Mubai stood at the door, his chest heaving violently, his evil eyes bloodshot, looking like a raging lion about to go berserk.
He stared intently at the box in Zhu Zhuqing's hand, his teeth grinding together.
"no!"
"Absolutely not!"
Dai Mubai strode into the room and reached out to grab Zhu Zhuqing's wrist.
"Zhu Zhuqing, are you crazy? You want to move in with a man? What do you take me for? What about the reputation of the Dai family?"
Zhu Zhuqing slightly shifted her body to the side, avoiding Dai Mubai's hand.
She didn't even glance at Dai Mubai; she simply picked up her suitcase, walked past him, and headed for the door.
"Dai Mubai, what I do is none of your business."
"Don't forget, we've already broken off all ties."
Dai Mubai felt a surge of heat rush to his head.
He suddenly turned around and blocked Zhu Zhuqing's path.
"Sever ties? The engagement was arranged by both families. You think you can just break off relations like that?"
"Besides, how long has it been? You've been in his room for so long, and now you want to move in again?"
Dai Mubai's voice became hoarse and trembling, his eyes were red, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
"Could it be... that you and Lu Ming stayed in the room for so long just now, what exactly did you two do?"
Even though he already had the worst possible guess in his mind, he still couldn't help but ask.
He was expecting a negative answer.
He might believe Zhu Zhuqing even if she was lying, as long as she said no.
However.
Zhu Zhuqing stopped and looked up. Her beautiful black eyes were devoid of warmth, filled only with deep disgust.
She looked at the man before her, the man she had once followed from afar, but who had ultimately left her utterly disappointed.
If we're going to cut ties, let's cut them off completely.
"It's exactly what you think."
Zhu Zhuqing's voice was not loud, but every word was clear.
"I did what I should have done and what I shouldn't have done."
Boom!
Dai Mubai felt a roar in his mind, as if the sky was about to collapse.
Even when he was beaten half to death in the Soul Arena, he had never felt such intense pain.
That felt like my heart was being torn apart.
"What...what did you say?"
Dai Mubai staggered back two steps and leaned against the wall, as if his soul had been ripped out.
"Zhu Zhuqing, how could you do this to me? I'm your fiancé! How could you be so despicable!"
He roared, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace.
Looking at his appearance, Zhu Zhuqing felt no remorse whatsoever; instead, she felt increasingly disgusted.
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