Ning Liu stiffened slightly.
He was still holding the crying Dugu Yan in his arms, and the softness and warmth had not completely dissipated.
Before he could open his mouth, the door of the room made a "bang" and was roughly pushed open from the outside.
Ning Rongrong's pretty little face turned red and she stood at the door angrily.
She saw the scene in the room at a glance - Ning Liu was holding Dugu Yan with pear blossoms and rain, while her grandfather Dugu Bo stood aside with a strange expression.
Zhu Zhuqing followed Ning Rongrong. She was tall and had a cold face. Seeing this scene, her pretty brows frowned almost imperceptibly.
"Senior brother, what are you doing!"
Ning Rongrong's voice was sharp, with undisguised anger and disappointment.
"I knew it! You're a big liar! You're a scumbag!"
She was so angry that she was shaking all over, pointed at Ning Liu, and yelled angrily.
When Dugu Bo saw this, he quickly stepped forward, a smile on his old face, trying to smooth things over.
"What's more, most of the poison in Yanyan's body was resolved because of this, which is a great thing!"
Ning Liu listened to Dugu Bo's increasingly dark "explanation", and the veins in his forehead jumped.
He gently let go of Dugu Yan in his arms and said softly:
"You calm down first."
Dugu Yan sobbed, nodded, glanced at Ning Liu with complicated eyes, and then quickly glanced at the angry Ning Rongrong at the door, lowering his head in embarrassment.
Ning Liu then turned around and walked quickly towards Ning Rongrong, with a hint of helplessness and apology on his face.
"Rongrong, listen to my explanation, this is really an accident, I..."
"Accident? I don't listen! I don't listen!"
Ning Rongrong shook his head vigorously.
"How could so many accidents happen to you in the world!"
She glared at Ning Liu fiercely, and then turned to look at Dugu Yan, who was about to cry. His slim figure made her subconsciously look down at her slightly green breasts.
An inexplicable grievance and anger surged into my heart.
"Hmph!"
Ning Rongrong stamped her feet, turned around suddenly, and ran out without looking back.
"Rongrong!"
Ning Liu wanted to chase, but was stopped by Dugu Bo.
"My lord, this girl is angry, please don't worry."
"The main thing is, what should we do next?"
Ning Liu was startled for a moment, and then he said.
"Absorb that piece of soul bone, and then you can mobilize the martial soul. Whenever you practice, just circulate the soul power through the soul bone first, and intercept the uncontrollable toxins in it!"
Then, he turned to Dugu Yan and said:
"Yanyan, you absorb the soul bone first. I have to deal with some things for the time being."
Duguyan nodded and said nothing.
Ning Liu looked at Zhu Zhuqing again.
"Zhuqing, please take care of Dugu Yan here first. After she has absorbed the soul bone, take her to get familiar with the situation. After that, she will be considered a member of our Tang Sect."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.
"Yes, my lord."
Ning Liu no longer delayed, turned around immediately, and quickly chased after him.
Ning Rongrong ran angrily all the way, getting angrier and aggrieved the more she thought about it.
Why is this senior brother always surrounded by warblers and swallows?
She ran straight towards her father Ning Fengzhi's room.
"No, if this continues, I don't even know where we will be ranked!"
"We must let dad decide our marriage immediately! I want to be the first! It must be the first!"
She bit her lip and made up her mind.
Pushing open the door of Ning Fengzhi's room, Ning Rongrong cried out:
"Dad!"
In the room, Ning Fengzhi was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by a soft nine-color halo, with a trace of joy and satisfaction on his face.
Beside him, Bone Douluo Gu Rong was looking at him with a smile.
"Hey, Rongrong is back."
Ning Fengzhi slowly opened his eyes and was startled when he saw his daughter's eyes were red from crying.
"Rongrong, what's going on? Who bullied you?"
"Dad, you...your martial spirit!"
Ning Rongrong noticed the change in his father's aura and the faint shadow of the nine-story pagoda, and was so surprised that he temporarily forgot to cry.
Ning Fengzhi laughed and reached out to touch Ning Rongrong's head.
"As soon as Feng Zhi's martial soul evolved, his soul power reached level 80. When this is over, the old swordsman and I will accompany him to hunt for the eighth soul ring!"
Ning Rongrong then showed a smile.
「Congratulations, Dad!」
The smile on Ning Fengzhi's face was gentle.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank Ning Liu for this. If he hadn't found such immortal grass, my father's martial spirit would not have evolved so quickly."
Hearing the word "Ning Liu", Ning Rongrong snorted heavily.
"Dad! You don't even know what good things he is doing outside!"
Ning Fengzhi heard a trace of doubt on his face.
"Oh? Ning Liu, what's wrong with him?"
Ning Rongrong said angrily: "He! His big pig's hooves! He just got involved with a woman again! And... they were still hugging each other!"
She became more and more excited as she spoke, and her cheeks turned red with shame and anger.
Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, and then a clear smile appeared on his face, and the smile even contained a bit of relief.
"Haha, Rongrong, that boy Ningliu has achieved so much at such a young age. His appearance, talent, and temperament are all top-notch, and he is truly magnificent."
"It is human nature for such a man to have some confidante around him."
He paused, and his tone became more serious.
"I don't care how many there are! But I must be the biggest one!"
"Dad! You go to Ning Liu now and make it clear! He must give me a title! I don't care! I just want to be the big one!"
Ning Fengzhi looked at her daughter's appearance, feeling angry and amused at the same time, and was about to say something.
"Sect Master, Senior Bone."
Ning Liu's voice came from outside the door, and he had already chased him to the door.
He walked into the room and saw at a glance the soul power fluctuations around Ning Fengzhi that had not completely dissipated, as well as the faint shadow of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, with a hint of joy on his face.
"Congratulations, lord, the martial spirit has successfully evolved!"
Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded, and Bone Douluo also looked at Ning Liu with a smile.
Ning Rongrong turned her head away and puffed out her cheeks, not looking at him.