Snow Empress: Just Trust Snow Aunt! Tang San and Oscar Tear Each Other Apart!
No way, Ice Aunt and Snow Aunt were that strong?
Shui Bing'er looked at Ice Aunt, whose face was full of confidence as she spoke of killing a level ninety-six Titled Douluo, and could hardly believe it.
Were these really the Ice Aunt and Snow Aunt who had lived alongside them day and night?
Could they possibly be even stronger than Brother Tianyu?
Shui Bing'er was the first to think it was impossible. After all, Brother Tianyu had already reached the level of a Titled Douluo.
Yet she could not sense any pressure from Ice Aunt and Snow Aunt at all.
Shui Bing'er could not believe it.
No matter how she explained to the two aunts before her just how terrifying a level ninety-six Titled Douluo was, they remained utterly unconcerned.
Shui Bing'er's eyes widened.
Could they really be that strong?
Really?
But no matter what, Shui Bing'er could not think of any other solution.
After all, it was far too easy for a level ninety-six Titled Douluo to hunt down one person.
All she could do now was trust their words and wait.
Even so, her heart remained in her throat.
Damn it, I just hope Brother Tianyu won't be hurt when the time comes.
A smile appeared on Snow Empress's breathtakingly beautiful face. She raised a snowy-white hand and stroked Shui Bing'er's head. "Don't worry, little Bing'er. It'll be fine."
"Got it, Snow Aunt."
For some reason, Shui Bing'er's face flushed slightly, and her long legs unconsciously pressed together. Her fair skin gleamed enticingly.
Before Snow Empress, she felt an especially familiar warmth.
Beside them, Ice Empress swung her delicate jade feet and waved a hand. "All right, since we've confirmed it's not a big problem, let's go watch the show!"
Then, hugging Snow Empress's arm, she ran off to watch.
"Ning Rongrong, then who will you choose to die?"
Xue Tianyu pinched Ning Rongrong's fair, lustrous cheek and looked down at her delicate body. His voice was like that of a judge of life and death from the depths of the underworld—whoever he named would die.
The scene fell silent at once.
A hint of difficulty showed on Ning Rongrong's face.
It was clear that she was conflicted.
Yet that hesitation was undoubtedly dancing wildly atop the lifelines of Tang San and Oscar.
Oscar and Tang San looked at Ning Rongrong almost simultaneously, both desperately hoping she would choose the other.
The pleading in their eyes was practically overflowing.
After all, both their lives rested on a single sentence from Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong was somewhat at a loss.
"I..."
The moment she spoke, Oscar suddenly shouted, "Rongrong, don't listen to him!"
Oscar was still thinking about how they could stick together.
He felt that Ning Rongrong had to be deeply conflicted in a situation like this. His heart ached for his goddess; even making her feel upset seemed like a sin to him.
But he could not possibly tell Ning Rongrong to choose him, could he?
As a simp, he was surely able to give Ning Rongrong more emotional value than Tang San.
So he thought, why not simply keep Ning Rongrong from making a choice?
But that was obviously useless.
Xue Tianyu saw through Oscar's intentions at once.
He swept the Ice God Spear through the air, then pointed its tip at Oscar. His voice was cold. "If you won't choose, fine."
"Then both of you will die."
Looking at the spear tip, terror instantly rose in Oscar's heart.
This was a kind of terror he could not feel when the spear was not pointed at him.
Oscar's face turned pale at once, and he did not dare say another word.
But when he fell silent, Tang San became anxious.
He did not want Oscar, another man, to be buried alongside him when he died. He still had goals he had not accomplished!
So Tang San immediately turned to Ning Rongrong. "Rongrong, whatever you do, don't choose me!"
"Why the hell not?"
Oscar feared that Ning Rongrong would agree in her very next sentence, leaving him without even a chance to argue.
So he immediately snapped back, "You're forcing Ning Rongrong to choose me!"
But Tang San did not care in the slightest whether Oscar lived or died. In a situation like this, whoever won Ning Rongrong's sympathy first could survive!
At a matter of life and death, what brotherhood was there to speak of?
"Rongrong, I haven't seen Xiao Wu yet. I really can't die." The moment Tang San said this, he saw that Ning Rongrong was already somewhat displeased.
That made sense. His life and death were in Ning Rongrong's hands right now, yet he still brought up Xiao Wu?
Tang San realized his mistake and immediately changed his expression.
"Rongrong, I know how you feel about me. I've always been able to sense it."
Tang San spoke gently to Ning Rongrong. "As long as you don't choose me to die, I can do anything."
Ning Rongrong froze. Her beautiful eyes shifted as she looked at Tang San. "Anything, really?"
"Of course it's true." Seeing Ning Rongrong speak, Tang San immediately replied excitedly. "As long as I live, I'm willing to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I'm willing to serve you!"
At this point, Tang San gazed at Ning Rongrong affectionately. "I'll even marry you."
Tang San's sweet offensive seemed to strike straight into Ning Rongrong's heart.
She looked at Tang San and asked tenderly, "Really?"
"Really!"
Tang San's solemn vow left Oscar completely dumbfounded.
Completely numb.
No, do you think saying something like that at a time like this means you won't have to take responsibility for it?
"Rongrong, don't believe him!"
Oscar hurriedly interrupted Tang San and Ning Rongrong's conversation. If he did not speak now, the spear tip might soon end up on his head!
"He's only saying that to deceive you so he can stay alive!"
Oscar's words were effective. Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment.
Oscar was furious inside. This Tang San was nothing but a hypocrite!
He had finally seen through it. In a situation like this, there was no such thing as brotherhood.
At first, he had even been thinking about how everyone could stick together, but Tang San had directly stabbed him in the back.
Oscar felt sickened by Tang San.
He coveted Rongrong, confessed to her at a time like this, and even tried to push Oscar to his death in the process.
What would the result be?
Let Tang San live, then allow him to hurt Rongrong as much as he pleased?
Impossible!
Tang San clearly already had Xiao Wu, yet he still said such things. It was truly disgusting!
Oscar glared furiously. Worried that Ning Rongrong might blurt out the wrong thing, he raised his voice several octaves.
"Tang San! You're a bastard!"
Tang San heard Oscar, who had always been timid and submissive around him, actually dare to curse him now.
His heart instantly became unbalanced.
"Curse me? You, Oscar, actually dare to curse me?" Tang San immediately raised his voice, trying to overpower Oscar.
"Why wouldn't I dare curse you?" Oscar said viciously. "In terms of seniority at the academy, I'm older than you!"
"Under normal circumstances, you should be calling me Senior!" Oscar straightened his body. "We came here this time to help your Xiao Wu!"
When Oscar said Xiao Wu, he deliberately raised his voice, wanting Ning Rongrong to understand that she absolutely could not believe Tang San's words.
He still had Xiao Wu. Once this choice between life and death was over, he might very well run right back to Xiao Wu like an eager puppy. If she acted rashly, she could easily end up drawing water with a bamboo basket—getting nothing in the end.
"What right do you have to make trouble with me here?"
Tang San was furious. He had not wanted to tear into Oscar, but Oscar was now trying to make Ning Rongrong choose him, and that was intolerable.
In peaceful times, they were all good brothers.
But when disaster struck, of course he had to ensure his own safety first!
So he simply threw the words that would hurt Oscar the most right in his face.
"Oscar, do you really think you can join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as easily as I can just by saying you want to join?"
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