Chapter 87: Zhu Zhuqing's New Image

System: "The limit is at most twin martial spirits, please talk about the host, note: the combat power setting costs an additional five hundred points." ā€

Ning Rongrong was a little painful: "Eh, what if you don't spend points?" ā€

"If you don't spend points, it will be randomly generated, just like your body type and appearance."

She thought for a moment and asked tentatively: "Will it be a waste martial spirit?"

"It can guarantee combat effectiveness."

"Oh, that's good, it's free if you don't ask for it." Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief, free is the most fragrant!

The ordinary point of the martial soul is nothing, after all, the mall can save points for soul rings and props to improve the martial soul in the future.

The little princess of the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect who spends a lot of money is really saving on points, mainly because there are not many points, if only gold coins can be exchanged for points, the sect is so poor that there is only money left.

System: "Okay, may I ask if the host exchanges the system body?" ā€

"Yes"

"Is the appearance and body type randomly generated during the exchange?"

"Yes"

"After spawning, is the martial soul randomly generated? Or spend five hundred points to fix two kinds of martial spirits. ā€

"S, no, no, no, let's spend points!" Ning Rongrong gritted his teeth, that's it, the planned three tests are about to start, and there will be no shortage of points at that time, and the money that should be spent cannot be saved.

But that's not the time to save money! At least, money cannot be saved in this area. It's better to spend money now than to redeem props later, right? It's even more expensive!

"Please set up a martial soul for the host, a maximum of two martial souls and no more than thirty words of descriptive words."

Ning Rongrong smiled: "Wow, thirty words to describe? So free? ā€

The system continued to generate bodies, and there was a faint figure looming in the corner of the room, a faint figure that seemed to dissipate at any time, but then became clearer and clearer.

Ning Rongrong took advantage of this time to get up and open the door, and walked to the cloakroom next door to pick up clothes.

No way, it takes a long time to pick out clothes every time, and it is also a worry for a rich father to be too female, just look at the tens of thousands of clothes in her cloakroom.

There are seventy or eighty pieces of heavy-duty custom dresses used for major banquets alone, and it is difficult to choose to death.

Mainly, it is not appropriate to see men naked.

In short, every time he entered the cloakroom, Ning Rongrong was dazzled and his head hurt.

That's it, Ning Fengzhi still often makes dozens of custom-made clothes at a time, doesn't she have a daughter who wants to buy beautiful little dresses for her? What's the fun otherwise?

Ning Rongrong: "......" There is a kind of lack of clothes that makes your father think that you are always 100 million pieces less! Don't buy it! Don't buy it!

Zhu Zhuqing said silently: "So, you buy dozens of clothes every time you go shopping, can you explain it?" She sighed as she stood in the doorway of the cloakroom next door.

Zhu Zhuqing has no difficulty in choosing, every time he is in black clothes as always, and this time he is also wearing a simple black long dress, low-key but luxurious.

What to choose? Sect Master Ning, who was thinking about dressing up her daughter, how could she put cheap and ugly clothes in her daughter's cloakroom? Take any one and look good, delicate and gorgeous.

Ning Rongrong's gaze fell on Zhu Zhuqing, and he suddenly smiled.

Zhu Zhuqing was furious by her laughter: "What, what's wrong?" ā€

Ning Rongrong chuckled and walked up to her: "Qingqing, we usually wear black clothes all the time, right?" ā€

"Yes."

"Then this is the first time you have participated in the New Year banquet of the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect, and you have appeared as a sectarian woman, do you want to pay attention to it."

"Yes." Zhu Zhuqing was puzzled, but still gave an affirmative reply.

"Then let's change our dressing style and try a different color! We are such a lively beauty, we look good in anything! ā€

Zhu Zhuqing was dragged by her and wanted to die: "Since I look good in everything, let's wear this, I'm too lazy to bother." ā€œ

Ning Rongrong's eyes rolled, and he suddenly approached, his beautiful blue star eyes were full of pleading, his hands were folded, and he was particularly scheming to release the cat's ears and tails.

The snow-white fluffy tail rubbed against Zhu Zhuqing's arm, and his ears trembled happily, and his starry eyes were cute:

"Hmm~ Qingqing promised me, I really want to see you wear clothes of other colors, it must be good-looking, okay~"

"And didn't you also say that you would pay attention to the first annual banquet? This was the first time the two of us had attended such a big banquet together! Can you bear to refuse me? ā€

Zhu Zhuqing: "......" will strike a blow to the heart, no one can keep their sanity in front of this kind of cute thing,

Good, so cute, and tilting his head to kill the star eyes, using cat ears and cat tails to sell cuteness, this is just cheating, okay?

She opened her mouth with difficulty and couldn't say a word, her reason was in jeopardy, and finally she only spit out one word: "Okay." ā€

Ning Rongrong laughed after succeeding, revealing his cute little tiger teeth.

Zhu Zhuqing was hit by Meng Li again, and stood in place in a daze, letting Ning Rongrong pull her into the cloakroom.

The door closed, and the girl in black felt cold, and silently looked at the thousands of dresses that reached the ceiling and the cute cat-eared girl who was eager to try and shine with her eyes, and her eyes were dark.

I—I'm probably going to die here!

Ning Rongrong: Hey, hey, let me experience the joy of dress-up games! Of course, such a beautiful young lady should wear a beautiful little dress!

At this moment, in the small (in fact, not small) fitting room, it has become a nightmare for Zhu Zhuqing, who has always gone out casually.

So, why do girls wear so many layers of makeup and so much jewelry? Zhu Zhuqing was devastated and incomprehensible.

An hour later, Ning Rongrong was satisfied with the beauty who was "fully armed" from head to toe, and he was quite proud of his craftsmanship.

I, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect, is worthy of being the most beautiful little fairy in the imperial capital, and I am very well-dressed!

Zhu Zhuqing was in a trance, his eyes were blank, and he felt that his body was not his own.

The ghost knows what kind of ravages she suffered in just an hour, and seeing that Ning Rongrong finally let her go, she moved quickly with her hands and feet almost as if she was running away.

Can't be provoked, can't you hide? In addition, she saw other girls when they went out, hiss, so scary! There are so many tedious steps?

Zhu Zhuqing was shocked when he thought about it, and his steps were so fast that they almost became an afterimage.

The other players and indigenous disciples couldn't help but sigh: "It is worthy of being a Sensitive Attack Soul Master, the speed is so fast, even walking is so different." ā€

Until they saw Zhu Zhuqing's outfit clearly, all the staff were sluggish.

No matter what he was doing, he fell into a long-term shock and could not control his body, so he could only stiffen in place, and he was in a trance.

It wasn't until Zhu Zhuqing reluctantly resumed his actions for a long time, but one by one he staggered and either hit the wall or rolled downstairs.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong was in a good mood after dressing up Zhu Zhuqing, and while using the bracelet to process the background player data, he walked back to the room briskly.

"Huh? How did the number of deaths in the background suddenly skyrocket a few minutes ago? "She has wide eyes, there is no enemy attack, and she can die if she stays in the castle well?

Player: I've seen the fairy! Ahhh Is this good guy real?

Ning Rongrong: Are you a little outrageous when you are killed by beauty?