Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

Chapter 129 I broke my promise

"Heh—heh cough cough—"

Opening his eyes, Ning Wuque felt that his body had been pounded by pineapples, and he was like a piece of dried-up old cured meat that he couldn't straighten up at all. He could only open his eyelids and peek at the outside world.

The ceiling—or rather, the familiar one!—was strange!

Suddenly sitting up, Ning Wuque looked down at his hands. What was going on with that new skin that looked like a baby emerging from amniotic fluid? Didn't he remember burning himself to a crisp?

Or did he say he was in a coma for almost a month?

The aftereffect dissipated in an instant, replaced by a feeling of comfort and exhilaration, as if one were immersed in a vast ocean brimming with life force.

"woke up?"

"Hmm—Hmm? Hmm—!"

Hearing the familiar voice in his ear, Ning Wuque turned his head and found that Ning Tian was lying on the bed where he was resting!

Turning my head again, I saw the moonlight fading outside the window, and the warm glow of the rising sun beginning to envelop the earth.

puff~

Before Ning Wuque could react, Ning Tian flipped over and pressed him back down, pinning him to the ground and holding him tightly in a fierce embrace.

While he was in a daze, Ning Wuque suddenly felt his neck getting wet. He didn't move, but just waited quietly for it all to end.

He could recklessly squander his life because he had the triple insurance of his grandfather, great-grandfather, and the gold of life, but others didn't know that—especially Ning Tian. What would she think when she saw herself as withered as a skeleton and her skin cracked like a net?

Her sadness, her pain, her worries—only she knows and bears them all.

"I broke my promise. I'm sorry, Ning Tian. I was selfish. I wanted to win on my own, but at that time, whatever I said was right. I broke my promise."

Ning Wuque followed his will and his heart, but he lost his promise to Ning Tian.

As he spoke, he hugged Ning Tian, ​​who was lying on top of him. He knew that whatever he said now would be wrong, and that letting Ning Tian vent his anger on him was the right thing to do.

"No, no, you didn't break your promise. The championship is ours, so you bastard, you bastard, that's why you didn't break your promise."

"That guy, Xiao Hongchen, was so badly hurt by you that he can't even get on stage."

With a sob in her voice, Ning Tian cursed Ning Wuque as a bastard while she spoke. She really wanted to blame Ning Wuque for doing such a dangerous thing. Even if they hadn't done it and had lost the first round, so what?

If they can't win the team fight, does that mean they're guaranteed to lose the next two matches? Why risk everything like that? What if Xiao Hongchen actually starts firing halfway through? Didn't he consider these things at all?

However, Ning Tian couldn't bring herself to curse, because she knew that Ning Wuque had a secret. It was because of that secret that he made such an impulsive choice. After another unexpected turn of events, he was forced to give up the least important thing—winning the competition.

But that also meant he was abandoning his promise to her.

She understood, she really understood Ning Wuque's thoughts, and she understood why he did that and said "whether you win or lose, it's a loss."

Finally, without his own words, he wouldn't have fought so hard, and he wouldn't have had any reason to fight so hard!

Therefore, Ning Tian was conflicted. She didn't know whether she should scold Ning Wuque, whether she should regret what she said, or whether she should blame him.

"A promise is a promise, Ning Tian—you don't need to dwell on it too much. Just let things be as they are."

Seeing that Ning Tian was in a dilemma, Ning Wuque gave her a choice:

"Whether you hit me or scold me, it's fine. Breaking my promise is because I made a commitment to you, but that's a different matter. Please punish me, young master."

"I'm so conflicted because I can't think of a way to punish you, you bastard! If I punish you by forbidding you from fighting back, you'll definitely do it again next time. If I scold you, I feel bad. If I hit you, my hand will hurt too—. Waaaaah!"

Lying on Ning Wuque's body, Ning Tian buried her head in his chest and couldn't help but sob. This bastard would rush forward without regard for anything in order to become stronger. She knew Ning Wuque too well!

Sobbing loudly, Ning Tian released the emotions that had been building up inside him, occasionally reaching out and hitting Ning Wuque hard a few times.

If it weren't for her great-grandfather taking Ning Wuque to see Wang Xian'er today, she would still be trapped in self-blame for not knowing whether Ning Wuque was alive or dead.

She knew perfectly well which was more important: breaking her promise or staying alive.

"Seriously, why did I even become friends with you in the first place? Why did I get so entangled with you? Why, why, why!!!"

Ning Tian cried uncontrollably; she was truly terrified and, for the first time, experienced the devastating power of a single sentence.

The first time was when Ning Wuque almost died before her eyes, and the second time was when Ning Wuque was really about to die before her eyes! His chest stopped rising and falling completely! His breathing became barely perceptible!

Even if he firmly believes he won't die, what about her?! What will she think?! What should she think?!

If it weren't for her, none of this would have happened. But because of the need, because she needed him and depended on him, it was only natural that all of this happened.

Ning Wuque remained silent, leaving all the space to Ning Tian. The words he had spoken were being fulfilled time and again before Ning Tian's eyes.

That day's collapse was just the beginning, and today's near-death experience is not the last.

Getting too entangled with someone who could die at any moment—that's definitely not a good thing.

"Singing....——.—"

Exhausted from crying and shouting, Ning Tianlou held Ning Wuque's neck and fell silent. The morning sunlight streamed in through the window, and dawn broke.

Only when Ning Tian's breathing became even and smooth, and only when she had completely calmed down, did Ning Wuque dare to speak:

"sorry."

"Okay, I forgive you. Let me hug you a little longer, just a little longer."

After saying this, Ning Tian wiped her tears directly onto Ning Wuque's skin; she felt much better.

"I'll punish you next time, please—think more about me, please, I'll never do it again, never again, let all those unimportant things go to hell."

"it is good."

"Hmm~"

"Can you tell me what happened after I left yesterday? That guy, Xiao Hongchen—"

Lying on the soft bed, Ning Wuque silently asked himself a question. He had noticed a sentence earlier: Xiao Hongchen hadn't participated in the subsequent two matches after he lost his fighting ability.

Ning Tian did not answer this question, but instead said:

"No, no way! Go ask someone else yourself."

"Oh, right, you can't go back on your word about compensation. I've already thought about what to do with the others. What about you? What do you want?"

"I want you—"

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