Chapter Fifty-Eight: Two Women Fight!
"Brother Dust."
"I knew you were here."
Ning Rongrong was very happy, and threw himself directly into the arms of the dust battle as before.
The two of them grew up together, and they had no guesses, and their relationship was quite close, which was why Chen Zhan did not refuse Ning Fengzhi's family matter in the first place.
Dust Zhan subconsciously wanted to pat Ning Rongrong's back as usual, but his movements froze violently.
Back
It happened to be on Ye Lingling's knife-sharp eyes.
Feeling the stiffness coming from Chenzhan's body, Ning Rongrong also looked sideways, his brows furrowed slightly,
"Are you Ye Lingling?"
She remembered Ye Lingling, and the scene where she came with the sword with Chenzhan that night had a great impact on her.
"Yes, I'm Ye Lingling."
"You are the Rongrong sister that Chenzhan often mentions to me."
Ye Lingling, who is cold and cold on weekdays, and everything is in his arms, once he is involved in the dust war, it is like changing people, and he becomes very sharp.
The sovereignty of the affiliation must remain intact,
If you don't give up an inch of land, you will fight for every inch of land!
I have to say that women have a natural sensitivity to being jealous, and Ning Rongrong, who is only twelve or thirteen years old, instantly tasted the meaning of her words.
Pun intended!
not only pointed out her close relationship with Brother Chenzhan,
also reminded in the words that she was just the younger sister of Brother Chenzhan.
This is a difficult woman!
Ning Rongrong instantly entered a fighting posture, slowly let go of the arm that hugged Chenzhan, and launched an attack on Ye Lingling.
"Well, Brother Chenzhan has been very good to me since I was a child, and he also said that he will only be good to me in this life."
"I didn't expect my brother to be so good to my sister now."
As she spoke, she also inadvertently glanced at Chenzhan, as if she was a little aggrieved.
-for-tat!
Dust Zhan's head suddenly became as big as a fight,
Look left and right, and make a gesture of being ready to slip away at any time.
"That's right, Brother Chenzhan."
Ning Rongrong did not forget to involve the dust battle on the battlefield.
Chen Zhan smiled bitterly, and his old face hurt.
That's to feel Ye Lingling's sharp eyes!
"Rongrong, aren't you in Shrek Academy?"
"Why did you come back all of a sudden?"
He hurriedly digressed from the subject.
Ning Rongrong is extremely resentful,
"Brother Chenzhan thinks that after you killed two people one after another, Rong Rong will still stay in Shrek?"
Chen Zhan was thoughtful, and when he saw that Ye Lingling had another sign of opening, he hurriedly continued,
"Rongrong, you just returned to the sect, you shouldn't have seen Uncle Ning yet, go and report to Uncle Ning that you are safe, so as not to worry him."
He wanted to get rid of Ning Rongrong quickly,
The ghost knows that after this little witch returned from Shrek, she turned into this appearance.
What's more, this is Ning Rongrong's 100% home field, once Ye Lingling has a dispute with her, there is no suspense that she will suffer a loss.
When he mentioned his father, Ning Rongrong was very angry.
Small hands on the waist.
Fierce opening,
"I'm not going, I'm going to be angry with him."
The little witch's posture is undoubtedly revealed.
"Dust Zhan, aren't you going to take me around? Let's go. ”
At this moment, Ye Lingling's voice came again.
Clear and cold,
But anyone can hear the displeasure from inside!
Dust Zhan's wry smile stiffened again.
Ning Rongrong smiled instantly, "Okay, I'm also with my sister." ”
The word "sister" bites very hard.
Warn her about the age gap with the dust war.
"Then it depends on the dust war, does he agree?"
Smiling slightly, she smiled like a flower, and looked sideways at Chenzhan.
Dust Zhan opened his mouth and was about to speak, when a cold soft touch came from his left arm.
Looking down, he saw Ning Rongrong holding his arm, his eyes bent into two crescents, "Brother Chenzhan, take me with you?" ”
As she spoke, she also glanced at Ye Lingling demonstratively, and continued,
"Let's go to Crescent Lake, didn't you always say that there are a lot of fireflies there at night?"
"We waited there until the evening, catching a lot of fireflies and keeping them in a transparent cover."
"In that way, Rongrong will have stars in the sky."
Dust War: "......"
Not to be outdone, Ye Lingling picked up Chenzhan's right arm,
"Dust War, if you want to go, go ahead."
A gentle knife!
Retreat!
Chenzhan's scalp was numb, and his heart became irritable inexplicably.
At the same time, he shook off the arms of the two holding his arm, and said coldly,
"I'm not going anywhere."
Then he glanced at Ye Lingling, "You continue to go back to the waterfall to train, your physique is not up to standard, don't think about joining the sword team." ”
Then he frowned and looked at Ning Rongrong and spoke,
"Since I have just returned to the sect, the first thing is to report to Uncle Ning that I am safe."
"You know what?"
At the end of the words, the voice was full of color.
Although he didn't know what Ning Rongrong had experienced to produce such a big change, he was not used to it at all.
The two women were-for-tat, and they constantly wanted him to show his attitude and suppress the opponent.
This made the dust war gradually become a little impatient,
Women, it's all trouble!
With this mind of fighting openly and secretly, and using it to cultivate and improve soul power, isn't he fragrant?
"Don't bother me again, I'm going back to cultivating."
When the words fell, he strode forward,
In the end, he used the "Lingbo Microstep" repeatedly, and soon disappeared at the end of the field of vision.
On the spot, Ye Lingling snorted coldly, turned around and left in the direction of the waterfall.
Ning Rongrong's eyes flickered,
"Sword Clan?"
The next moment, she also walked away quickly.
Destination, Seven Treasures Liuli Sect Council Chamber.
……
Back in the "Thunder Courtyard", Chen Zhan sat cross-legged on the bed without saying a word.
Flip your hands,
A pair of huge monstrous bone wings appeared on the ground in front of him.
"This is the Thunder Dragon Wing?"
His eyes froze,
It seems that there is still a blue arc jumping on the "Thunder Dragon Wing".
"This is the Outer Soul Bone."
"After refining and absorbing, can I have the flying ability of the Thunder Dragon?"
He muttered to himself.
The next moment, pure soul power floated out of his body.
Silk like wisps,
Slowly forming a large net covering the "Thunder Dragon Wing".
Fusion, wrapping.
The "Thunder Dragon Wing" gradually emitted a dense light,
It's very hazy, dreamlike.
And with the infusion of more and more soul power, the brilliance on the "Thunder Dragon Wing" gradually became brighter.
Until the end, it was as dazzling as a small sun, making it impossible to look at it directly.
At the same time, the thunder dragon wings also floated up in the process, and the huge bone wings were like burning flames.
Begin to evaporate and eliminate.
Countless tiny particles jumping with blue arcs were volatilized, and began to merge into his body through the soul power of the dust battle until they completely disappeared.
This process lasted for a long time,
It wasn't until the darkness fell back that Dust Zhan slowly opened his eyes.
Spread out his hand and looked at his palm,
Nothing has changed.
But the next moment, his brows furrowed instantly, and he let out a miserable scream of great pain.
Immediately after, under the painful mask of dust battle, there was a "crackling" bone crunch sound in his back.
"Snort."
The sound of clothes being torn apart was also heard.
……
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