"Rongrong, are you okay?"

At some point, Dong Qing came to Ning Rongrong and sat beside her, observing with her the young fairy herb Qiluo Tulip swaying in the wind.

"I'm fine, Dongqing, how is my mother doing?"

Ning Rongrong took the initiative to lean on Dong Qing's shoulder. After this battle, she had grown a lot, and the youthfulness and innocence on her face had faded a lot.

"Rongrong, are you talking about my mother-in-law? If I'm not wrong, she should still be sulking at this time." Dong Qing smiled faintly.

"I really...Dongqing, you can still laugh. Why do you insist on making her angry when you have nothing to do?"

Ning Rongrong was a little angry and punched Dong Qing's chest hard. With her weak fist, it was unclear whether she was angry or acting coquettishly.

"You really don't blame me. Her temper is indeed bad. She needs to be restrained. Otherwise, no one will be able to control her. Now that she is in my hands, she is naturally not allowed to act recklessly."

Dong Qing gave his own explanation, but this explanation obviously did not satisfy Ning Rongrong.

"She is my mother and your mother-in-law. It is really unreasonable to do this." Ning Rongrong said angrily.

"Mother-in-law? Rongrong, I feel that you may have made a mistake. She is not yet..." Dong Qing raised his index finger and shook it from side to side.

"Dongqing, what do you mean? You don't want me anymore? I'm telling you, don't even think about it, I won't let you go." Ning Rongrong looked slightly panicked.

Dong Qing noticed Ning Rongrong's panic, but he was not in a hurry.

Instead, he whispered in her ear: "Rongrong, do you know why they don't usually practice soul power, but their soul power still improves faster than you?"

"Why?" Ning Rongrong looked puzzled.

She had long noticed Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Bai Chenxiang, Zhu Zhuyun... These women usually didn't practice hard, but their soul power was not slow at all.

"Don't worry, after tonight, you will understand why."

Dong Qing smiled mysteriously and did not tell Ning Rongrong the real secret of their cultivation for the time being.

Just as Dongqing and Ning Rongrong were chatting, a big light bulb appeared at an inappropriate time.

"Dongqing, Rongrong, is this the young plant of the fairy herb Qiluo tulip? It looks so small. Even though this is a treasure land very suitable for plant growth, it will take at least several decades to mature."

Conversation room.

Xueyan squeezed in between Dongqing and Ning Rongrong, looking curiously at the inconspicuous weed on the ground.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Ning Rongrong said in a dissatisfied tone.

"What am I doing? What do you think I am doing? Your mother and I have been eavesdropping for a while. This kid is not a good person at first glance. To cultivate soul power, there is no other way but hard work. Do you think he

What do you mean you’ve passed tonight?”

"What do you mean?" Ning Rongrong asked pretending not to understand.

How could she not understand what Dong Qing meant tonight? This man had finally enlightened a little bit and knew how to take the initiative. Could it be that she wanted to scare him back?

"Rongrong, what are you thinking about? He didn't want to teach you how to cultivate your soul power. He simply wanted to deceive you." Xueyan poked Ning Rongrong's head with hatred.

She was almost dying of anxiety. Is this daughter really a fool? Don’t you know that when these men talk sweet words, they are all signs that they want to deceive women?

I think back then...forget it, it's really annoying, I don't want to think about it anymore...

"Mom, don't slander Dong Qing. He is a gentleman, the best and most outstanding young soul master in the world. How can he be the kind of person you say to lie to women about their bodies? Besides, with our current relationship, he still

Do you need to lie?"

Ning Rongrong hugged Dong Qing's arms tightly and pressed her body against him.

"Oh...my God...Rongrong, can you be more reserved..."

Seeing Ning Rongrong act like I completely trust Dong Qing, it really made Xue Yan, the mother, very angry.

Take a few deep breaths.

Xueyan persuaded her as if she was someone who has been through this before: "Rongrong, you don't understand. Men are the best at lying at this time. In order to deceive you... they can say anything anyway."

"Besides, my mother also heard it just now. The women Dong Qing mentioned in his mouth should also be his women. How can a playboy like him be qualified to be worthy of you Rongrong?"

Just as Xue Yan became more and more energetic as she spoke, Ning Rongrong poured cold water on her.

"Mom, I don't care about this. I have already accepted the fact that there are many women around him. Besides, even the Saint of Wuhun Palace can accept this. It seems that there is nothing I can't accept."

"Saint of Wuhun Palace?" Xueyan's eyes widened.

"That's right, Mom, the contemporary Saint of Wuhun Temple is named Hu Liena. She has acknowledged the fact that there are many women around Dong Qing. Since she can accept Dong Qing's flirtation, I can also accept his flirtation. And compared to me,

Her status as a saint is a little more noble."

Ning Rongrong nodded, saying that there was nothing unacceptable. She never expected Dongqing to be alone for the rest of her life, because this man simply could not love someone alone.

"The Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong, didn't kill him, a scumbag with a lot of skills?" Xue Yan said in disbelief.

"Bibi Dong, the female pope of Wuhun Palace, is now Dong Qing's teacher." Ning Rongrong continued.

"That woman would actually accept a male apprentice?" Xueyan was even more shocked.

Since Ning Rongrong and Dong Qing were almost the same age, and Xue Yan fell into a deep sleep when Ning Rongrong was three years old, she didn't know what happened after Dong Qing turned six.

So she could understand that Dong Qing was the contemporary saint son of Wuhun Palace, but she couldn't imagine that Dong Qing was actually Bibi Dong's disciple.

how to say.

Not every generation of saints and saints from the Wuhun Palace are disciples of the contemporary pope. After Bibi Dong and before Hu Liena, there was a saint from the Wuhun Palace who did not have a papal teacher.

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It is none other than Purple Pearl, the former saint of Wuhun Palace. Wuhun is the Phantom Sea Snake. She was originally a resident of Poseidon Island, but later joined Wuhun Palace and became the contemporary saint of Wuhun Palace.

Purple Pearl, the saint of Wuhun Temple, was a contemporary saint specially canonized by Qian Xunji, the former pope of Wuhun Temple, in order to win over Poseidon Island when he was still in the world.

With innate ninth-level soul power, coupled with the powerful Sea Fantasy Snake martial spirit, her own talent is enough to be worthy of the status of a saint, and her future prospects can be said to be limitless.

But for some reasons, she left the Wuhun Palace and eventually became a pirate leader. She was doing well and had the Purple Pearl Pirates under her command, a force that spanned the sea.

However, it was precisely because of Purple Pearl's departure that Hu Liena could successfully succeed the Saint. As for her departure from Wuhun Hall, it is unknown whether there was Bibi Dong's threat and black hands.

Maybe there is, maybe there isn't.

No matter how you say it, Bibi Dong is not a good woman, but she is definitely a good teacher.

However, this reputation as a good teacher can only be maintained until she takes the initiative to force Dongqing Jockey to destroy the spider...

the reason is simple.

It was precisely because of Jockey Destroyer that some of Dongqing's ideas and concepts changed a little bit, and he later attracted so many confidantes.

If she hadn't let Dongqing taste the Taboo of Jockey Spider-Destroyer, he wouldn't have interacted with so many women now.

........

Time kept passing by, and soon it was night.

The night is sultry and the moon hangs high.

The dazzling river of stars hangs in the sky like a waterfall, like a vast Milky Way flowing in the dark night.

Under Xue Yan's unsatisfied gaze, Ning Rongrong slowly walked into the attic above the Ice and Fire Eyes Valley.

"Rongrong, you are blind, you are really blind. You can also like this kind of playboy and scumbag...Forget it, your mother and I are also blind. I would rather waste than be a good thing. Those who bought them

My daughter...he doesn’t mind being dirty either.”

Xue Yan was lying sideways next to the young plant of the fairy herb Qiluo tulip. Since she had a light layer of soul power protecting her body, she was not afraid of moisture entering her body.

Different from how angry she was during the day, now she looks very calm and gentle. When she doesn't lose her temper, she actually looks like a mature Ning Rongrong.

Originally, she wanted to forcefully prevent this from happening tonight, but just like Ning Rongrong said, there was no need to deceive what she and Dong Qing wanted to do.

Half an hour later.

"Half an hour? So powerful?" Xueyan looked a little curious.

after an hour.

"That's impossible, just take medicine!" Xueyan's face looked a little strange.

Three hours later.

"Rongrong, is something going to happen?" Xueyan began to worry.

But don't wait for her to mess around.

An invisible force of gravity fell from the sky, directly stopping the woman who wanted to interrupt her job transfer in place. In the end, she could only call Ning Rongrong loudly.

"Rongrong!!!"

"Mom, can you stop being so annoying...uh huh..."

"I'm annoyed, it's already been three hours. Didn't you agree that you'd come down soon and have a nice chat with mom?"

"Um...Mom, I'm a little tired. Let's go another day."

"tired?"

"Hmm... I'm really tired. Mom, you should go to bed early."

A sleepless night.
To be continued...