Chapter 255 Qian Renxue's Ambition (Asking for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 255 Qian Renxue’s ambition (please vote~)

"Come and take a seat. You've come at the right time. This tea is most fragrant when you brew it three or four times.

Seeing that Ning Rongrong's eyes were wrong, Su Cheng hurriedly walked forward diligently and led him to sit next to the coffee table.

In fact, he didn't know when the tea tasted best, he was just talking casually.

Anyway, we can't let other things come to light.

After Ning Rongrong sat down, he walked aside and opened the window in the room.

It was just after deep winter and not yet spring. As soon as I opened the window, a cold wind blew into the house from outside.

Even though there was sufficient heating in the room, several people instantly felt chilly.

"Why are you opening the window? It's so cold outside!"

Being blown by the cold wind, Ning Rongrong shivered and frowned. For a moment, she couldn't think about where the strange smell just came from, and asked in a sweet voice.

"You are already a soul sect, how can you still be afraid of the cold?" Su Cheng said with a smile, "And the room is so warm, just drinking tea is no fun, you have to enjoy the beautiful scenery to get that mood."

"Beautiful view?" Ning Rongrong glanced out the window.

It was now late at night, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the moon was occulting the stars and it was pitch black.

The nearby woods have already been stripped of their branches and leaves by the cold winter, leaving only dead trees, making it look desolate as far as the eye can see.

"Ahem, everyone has their own beauty."

Ning Rongrong was not so easy to fool. He looked at the two of them suspiciously and said, "Then why didn't you open the window just now? Do you have to wait for me to come before opening it? Do you want to drive me away?"

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the teacup on the table. After a short pause, he took a clean cup from the side and filled himself with tea.

"I just came here not long ago, so it's not too late." Su Cheng explained casually, "By the way, why did you come here so late to find Zhuqing?"

"Didn't you say that I could learn from Miss Zhu about martial arts control? I had nothing to do at night, so I came over."

Having said this, her eyes once again rested on the beautiful neck of the woman opposite.

Although a while had passed, Zhu Zhuqing's astonishing charm did not fade so easily.

In addition, her constitution is extremely sensitive, and even now her body is still trembling slightly, which she can only cover up by drinking tea.

But even so, anyone who is not blind can sense that something is wrong with her.

When the two met today, although Ning Rongrong noticed the hickey on her collarbone, what he felt most was the other's calm and wind-like charm, as well as his cold and aloof aura.

Comparing it with the enchanting eyebrows and eyes now, it's like a completely different person.

"Am I disturbing you?" Ning Rongrong said calmly, holding a tea cup in hand.

"Of course not. We have nothing to do. We mainly want to discuss the next itinerary." Su Cheng walked back to the table and sat down.

"Where else are you going?" Ning Rongrong raised her eyes and looked over.

Su Cheng didn't plan to hide it from her, and said, "I'm going to visit those soul master academies in a while and meet my previous teammates."

"Then I can join you. I went to see Bing'er and Qingyu some time ago."

"This..." Su Cheng couldn't help but hesitate when he heard this.

It's not that he thinks Ning Rongrong will drag him down.

On the contrary, if Ning Rongrong goes together, it might be able to achieve good results.

The name of the Qibao Glazed Sect still carries a lot of weight in the eyes of these high-level forces within the Tiandou Empire.

But if you bring the other party with you, it may not be a good thing for the Qibao Glazed Sect.

What's more, Ning Fengzhi's attitude is unclear now, so it would be inappropriate to tie Ning Rongrong directly to the car.

"What's wrong, can't you?"

"It is indeed a bit inconvenient." Su Cheng hesitated, "Your identity is sensitive, and I represent Wuhun Palace..."

"What about her?" Ning Rongrong turned to look at the girl sitting opposite who had been silently sipping tea. Finally, she couldn't hold back the complicated emotions in her heart and blurted out, "This Miss Zhu has a good background, right?" ?”

"Zhuqing? Her situation is different from yours. After all, the Zhu family is not the royal family of the Star Luo Empire, and Zhuqing does not have an overly ostentatious status. She is not as prominent as her eldest sister. Her only speciality is limited to Netherworld. White Tiger Martial Spirit, but this thing is only tacitly understood by everyone, and the definition is actually very vague. "

In fact, if this were not the case, Zhu Zhuqing would not have been able to join the Spirit Hall so easily. At least there would be a lot of resistance from the Star Luo Empire. Bibi Dong more than a year ago would not have nodded easily.

Now she can only be regarded as a point of contention in the game between the two parties.

If the prince of the Dai family, who possesses the Netherworld White Tiger Spirit, had joined the Spirit Hall, the conflict between the Star Luo Empire and the Spirit Hall would have been intensified in an instant.

It's good for everyone to understand some things in their hearts, but once the position of right and wrong is made clear, it will force the other party to take action.

"You've already returned to the sect, why do you still care about this?"

"My coming here can't mean anything. It's just that the elders of Wuhun Palace are visiting relatives. But if you come with me, it will be a big problem. To be honest, I personally don't want the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to fall into too deep. "Su Cheng looked at Ning Rongrong and said solemnly.

Now that the other party's strength and cultivation have improved by leaps and bounds, some words can actually be explained to her more clearly and thoroughly.

"Your Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit has been known to everyone for a long time. When you walk outside, you can represent the sect's position. You can't deny this, right?"

Ning Rongrong nodded silently.

"The sect master used to like to say things like 'the three upper sects are connected by the same spirit', which meant nothing more than using their strength to fight against the Spirit Hall. In this case, it is even more impossible to state your position so early and choose a team. You have to understand that many times What people hate most is not enemies, but traitors.

"Of course, the interests between the forces are important, and there are no friends. But since the sect leader has set the tone before, if he changes his position prematurely, it will do great harm to the sect's reputation. And the key is that the Qibao Glazed Sect has always The most important sign is reputation.”

It doesn't sound nice to say "traitor", but it is actually a fact, and Ning Rongrong also knows it.

No one in the mainland's senior management doesn't understand what Ning Fengzhi is thinking, and they won't really treat her like a friend with all their heart.

But if you make an alliance with your front foot and surrender to the enemy with your backhand, it's easy to be criticized, and it's hard to say what the impact will be.

The Qibao Glazed Sect's own strength is relatively limited and cannot reach the level of Wuhun Palace. It can easily be used as a target, which is very detrimental to the sect.

"Okay." Ning Rongrong pouted, "But I don't know what my dad is thinking. Maybe he just agreed to let me go with you?"

"Then let's wait for the sect master to tell you. You can't overstep your authority. Miss, you haven't become the sect master yet." Su Cheng said with a smile.

"Hmph, I don't want to be a sect leader." Ning Rongrong pouted.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she looked at Su Cheng, "How about you come back as the sect master and I become your deputy sect master?"

"..."

Su Cheng was speechless when he heard this, and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but pause his fingers slightly. He glanced at Ning Rongrong with a meaningful look in his eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth inadvertently, and then he lowered his head in silence.

Ning Rongrong seemed unaware of the expressions of the two of them, and was immersed in her own thoughts.

"No matter how good the Wuhun Palace is, no matter how much it values ​​you, you are still working for others, and you are not free. You are Grandpa Jian's apprentice. He treats you as his own son, and your father also values ​​you very much. Why don't you come back to the sect, I Knowing my dad, as long as I mention this, he will definitely not object. "

"If you think too much, the sect leader won't be willing." Su Cheng said calmly.

He knew very well what Ning Fengzhi was like.

There is definitely no big problem in terms of character, and his thinking is quite clear, but he is too obsessed with the sect, and he was even a little obsessed in the past.

Just the sentence "the three upper sects are connected with the same energy" is a bit too high-profile and does not position itself correctly. This sentence is almost enough for the Haotian Sect.

In this case, how could the other party hand over the sect into the hands of someone with a foreign surname?

No matter how talented Su Cheng is, his martial spirit is not the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Ning Rongrong's idea is obviously too naive.

"What about you, are you willing?" Ning Rongrong stared at him with shining eyes.

"I don't want to either." Although she said she came to Zhu Zhuqing to study, she seemed to have no intention of communicating with Zhu Zhuqing. Instead, she kept chatting with herself. Su Cheng was also a little helpless about this.

"Oh..." After hearing his answer, Ning Rongrong's eyes dimmed, but she was not too depressed. In fact, she didn't have high hopes from the beginning.

"Because of that Qian Renxue, right? I heard my father say before that you have a very good relationship with Qian Renxue from Wuhun Palace."

Speaking of this name, Ning Rongrong's eyes swayed slightly.

She still remembered that woman, who had left a deep impression on her.

The first time since childhood that I truly felt fear from my heart was because of that person.

Before that day, no one had ever had murderous intentions towards her, either because of her identity, appearance, gender or age.

But that person really had no scruples at that time and even wanted to kill her.

"Well, it's true that I have a good relationship with her, but it's not all because of her that I stay in Wuhun Hall." In front of Zhu Zhuqing, Su Cheng was a little embarrassed to talk about this matter, and he also knew that Ning Rongrong had been with Ning Rongrong before. Something unpleasant happened to Xiaoxue.

"Why isn't she with you? And..." At this point, Ning Rongrong glanced at Zhu Zhuqing who was silent, "You and Miss Zhu were alone, didn't she say anything?"

"...Your question is also strange, so naturally she won't say anything. Su Cheng was sweating secretly, feeling that the topic had begun to go astray, and the questions asked by the other party were so sharp, I'm afraid the situation might not be good if this continues.

However, he still pretended to be nonchalant on the surface and said calmly: "And now Xiaoxue's character has become much better. Before, it was because of her special circumstances that it was sometimes difficult to control her emotions."

"..." Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him coldly when he heard this, but didn't say much.

"Miss Zhu, don't you mind?" Ning Rongrong suddenly changed her focus and looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a curious look on her face.

Seeing this, Su Cheng quickly interrupted, "Rong Rong, didn't you come here to learn about martial arts issues? Why do you keep talking about these things -"

"I do not mind."

Before he finished speaking, a calm voice sounded.

There is also a hint of sticky hoarseness in the cold voice, which contains some indescribable charm.

Su Cheng looked in shock and saw Zhu Zhuqing looking at Ning Rongrong coldly, "I won't be half-hearted like some people. This is my own choice. I accept it."

"..."Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, and his mood was a little complicated.

Then he noticed Ning Rongrong's contemptuous look, and coughed dryly and said: "Rongrong, you are still young, these things are not what you should care about. Practice seriously and don't waste your talent. This is the most important issue for you now. By the way, how is your practice of Xiantian Gong going?"

Seeing Su Cheng talking about something else, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flashed with gloom, and then quickly returned to normal.

Ning Rongrong didn't react much to his behavior of changing the subject, and smiled: "Of course I practiced. The technique you researched is really powerful. Now even if I don't rely on martial souls, I can fight with people with soul master cultivation, including those beast soul masters."

"What?" Hearing her answer, Su Cheng was stunned.

You know, Ning Rongrong is only in her forties now. Naturally, she can crush soul masters of more than ten levels in terms of soul power, but using martial souls or not is completely different for soul masters.

Especially for soul masters with beast martial souls, they have a huge advantage when their cultivation is low, and their physical fitness is far superior to their peers.

How did Ning Rongrong manage to win the battle?

The innate function improves the physical quality, and the effect is extremely extraordinary. Of course, he knows this very well.

However, the effect and efficiency of this improvement also depend on the person.

The purer the physical foundation, the better the bloodline qualification, and the stronger the original physical strength, the faster the improvement speed.

Although Ning Rongrong has excellent qualifications, she originally had a huge innate defect in strength as an auxiliary soul master that needed to be made up.

More importantly, she also took fairy grass, which is not a help to the cultivation of innate skills, but an obstacle.

As the practice deepened, it was not difficult for Ning Rongrong to defeat the soul master purely with her physical body, but she should have only practiced for about half a year, and it was very strange that she had such a huge improvement.

Thinking of this, Su Cheng's eyes glowed with a light golden light, and he took a look at Ning Rongrong. He immediately found that in the real field of vision, the other party's breath was a little wrong.

He reached out and grabbed Ning Rongrong's wrist, injecting a thin innate force to sense it carefully.

Ning Rongrong's pretty face suddenly blushed, but she did not struggle.

Zhu Zhuqing, who saw the whole scene, glanced at her with a slightly cold look in her eyes.

Su Cheng certainly did not want to take advantage. As the energy traveled through her meridians, he found that although there was still some residual power of the immortal herbs in the other party's body, the situation was much better than that of Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing.

No, it should be much better, almost difficult to detect.

Su Cheng let Ning Rongrong go, silently examined her, tapped the table with his fingers, and concentrated on thinking.

Why is this?

He did have a deep research on herbs and the human body.

But all research must be based on real data, or have similar cases to support it.

Immortal herbs are rare, and people who are suitable for them are even rarer, and he also has limited knowledge.

Now it seems that the connection between the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower and the Qiluo Tulip is probably far beyond expectations.

As for the specific situation, further research will be done later.

"What's wrong?" Noticing his solemn expression, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

She was originally complacent about her improvement speed.

"Oh, it's okay." Su Cheng came back to his senses and smiled at her, "You are in good condition, better than I expected. Practice hard, if you can continue to keep it up, I will give you a surprise."

"Really?" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up and she gently pursed her red lips.

"Of course." After answering affirmatively, Su Cheng finished the tea in the cup and stood up.

He nodded gently to the two of them, "It's too late now, you two can communicate slowly, I'll go back first."

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong didn't stay any longer when he said that.

If only one of them was present, they might have to keep him, but it was obviously difficult to say anything when both of them were present.

As Su Cheng said, it was really too late now.

After he left, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly said calmly: "What are you happy about?"

"Huh?" Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, and quickly denied: "No, you must have seen it wrong."

"I know what you are thinking, but I advise you not to think about those things." Zhu Zhuqing ignored her rebuttal and said to herself: "That Qian Renxue is a lunatic. With you, if she sets her sights on you, your life will definitely be in danger."

"Haha, Miss Zhu, you misunderstood, right?" Ning Rongrong heard this and smiled and shook her head.

But seeing that the other party's expression was calm and indifferent, her smile also gradually withdrew.

"..."

After a moment of silence, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she was too lazy to continue pretending, and her attitude became much stiffer, "What do you mean, in order to prevent me from going to Wuhun City?"

"Hehe." Zhu Zhuqing sneered, "To be honest, I don't care where you are going, and Su Cheng is not interested in you. I'm not that crazy woman Qian Renxue, I say this purely for your own good."

What Ning Rongrong didn't know was that she was actually speaking the truth at this time.

Zhu Zhuqing really thought so.

Although she had also considered sending the little girl in front of her to Wuhun City for Qian Renxue to kill, she had no psychological burden to do such a thing.

And once it was done, she would definitely not be the one who suffered in the end.

But her mind was not so cruel after all, and the various consequences that might occur after the incident were also likely to be beyond her control.

She was too weak now.

"...Before I came to you, what were you and my brother doing?" Ning Rongrong suddenly changed the subject.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing raised a slightly sarcastic smile at the corner of her lips, looking at Ning Rongrong who looked unhappy opposite her.

"Even if you did it, so what? Haha, with your little tricks, if you really go to Wuhun City, I'm afraid you won't live more than half a year. There is more than one Qian Renxue there."

At this point, she inexplicably recalled the scene of Bibi Dong leaning on Su Cheng's arms on the road to hell, and her expression suddenly became a little gloomy.

On the night when Su Cheng and Zhu Zhuqing lived in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Qian Renxue in the Elder Hall of Wuhun City was also preparing for a big event.

At this time, nearly half a month had passed since the two left, and Qian Renxue's previous soul bone had been almost absorbed.

She was standing in the middle of the huge room, with a huge lead box in front of her. Inside the box, the golden angel suit torso was shining.

The extremely powerful superposition field spread outward from her body, and stopped abruptly when it filled the entire room.

The next moment, another figure that looked like a real person appeared out of thin air on the opposite side, and two beautiful figures with the same appearance stood opposite each other.

The two looked at the lead box in front of them with a serious expression, and then looked at each other.

"Have you really thought it through?" The black-clothed figure licked his red lips with the tip of his tongue, and looked at the person opposite with a playful look.

"Of course."

"I really didn't expect that with your weak temperament, you would actually learn to disobey that guy's warning?"

"You don't have to provoke me. You know what I think." Qian Renxue, who was wearing ordinary white clothes, looked calm and didn't get angry at the other party's mocking words. "Similarly, you don't have to be stubborn. I know what you think."

"... Very good." The smile in the dark pupils was restrained. "Then you and I will prove to him that not everything needs to be settled by him."

"It's 'us'." The arm surrounded by golden flames stretched forward.

"Ha, that's right, it's us." The arm burning with black flames also stretched forward at the same time, "Our talent is unparalleled in the world!"

"Shh——"

When the two arms touched, the brilliant white and gold flames ignited silently.

There was no magnificent scene, no grand sound, but the sudden blazing light seemed to be able to burn everything.

It was almost no longer "fire", but pure "light".

Then the platinum flame dripped from the palms of the two people, quickly covering the trunk bone completely, and then slowly melted it.

A few minutes later, just as the two people's faces began to turn slightly pale and their breath gradually slipped, the extremely powerful golden trunk bone finally completely melted into golden liquid.

Behind the two people, black and white wings responded uncontrollably and then flapped gently.

If Su Cheng was here, he would be surprised to find that their wings had changed from the original two pairs to a complete three pairs.

It was not because of the martial soul's true body, but the real body wings.

Then, the flowing golden liquid began to spread and cover the bodies of the two people.

They did not struggle and resist, allowing a series of golden streams to travel all over their bodies, and then gradually took shape about one centimeter away from the skin.

Accompanied by a series of clanging sounds, the golden light instantly condensed and turned into a golden armor, perfectly fitting their body proportions.

The high bulging chest armor, the slender and narrow waist armor, the round and smooth shoulder armor, and the ankle-length battle skirt covered the bodies of the two at the same time.

Even on the wings, a string of golden armor spread along the wing bones.

Finally, a golden crown appeared on the heads of the two.

However, just when the golden armor was just formed, it shattered and turned into a stream of light again.

The pain flashed across the faces of the two at the same time, and they couldn't help but groan.

But they seemed to have expected this scene, and their expressions were unusually calm.

The platinum flame continued to burn, and the golden light began to condense again.

After a few breaths, the golden armor finally took shape again.

But the same scene happened again.

The armor shattered again.

In this way, the golden light condensed into armor again and again and covered the two people, but it shattered instantly at the moment of condensation, and then condensed again...

This process was repeated for countless times.

If there were outsiders present at this time, they would find that every time the armor re-condensed, the color would become lighter.

But at the same time, Qian Renxue's aura would also decline.

Finally, after repeating for more than fifty times, the golden light turned completely white, and Qian Renxue's aura had fallen to the bottom.

"It's OK."

The two looked at each other, and then the black figure disappeared, and the domain converged.

The white-gold light covered Qian Renxue's body surface, and then merged into her body little by little.

"Boom--"

The thunder-like explosion echoed in the depths of her soul.

At the same time, the terrifying white flames ignited around her body.

Qian Renxue's golden long hair was completely changed at this time.

It turned into a blazing white, and the whites and pupils of the eyes could no longer be seen clearly. Only a white light shone, as ruthless and sexless as a god.

At this time, her whole body was as hot and dazzling as the sun.

Even if it is a Titled Douluo-level being, just one look at it will probably cause pain in both eyes and make it difficult to see for a short period of time.

In fact, let alone the gaze, even the perception of being close to this place will be instantly burned and cause backlash.

For example, Qian Daoliu.

Deep in the Elder Hall, the peerless Douluo who looked like a middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, and a line of blood flowed from his nose.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it, looking at the blood drops in his hand, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Xiaoxue, what on earth are you doing."

Just now, he sensed the extremely powerful and terrifying aura fluctuations coming from Qian Renxue's room, and subconsciously released his senses to understand the situation.

Unexpectedly, before he even got close, he felt that his spiritual power seemed to be evaporated instantly, leaving him no time to react.

The loss of mental energy was nothing to him.

But that burning sensation seemed to burn directly into the depths of his soul along with his spiritual power.

As a last resort, Qian Daoliu had to take the initiative to cut it off, which was why he suffered some backlash.

And that kind of power was so strong that even he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a moment.

Even under the strong energy impact at that moment, a large hole was burned above the dome of the entire Elder Hall, and the moonlight fell down.

In Qian Renxue's room, there was only the sound of suppressed heavy breathing.

The state she was in just now only lasted for a moment before she was knocked back to her original shape.

During that process, the ordinary clothes she was wearing had been burned long ago, leaving her flawless white body exposed under the starry sky.

But no one has the chance to see such a beautiful scene.

Qian Renxue herself had already expected this, so she only wore ordinary clothes during this period, and only now did she change back into the precious soul tool dress.

There was a look of uncontrollable joy on her face, and she murmured in a low voice: "It's done..."

On the other side, Qian Daoliu looked towards the direction of Qian Renxue's room. After hesitating for a moment, he was ready to go there in person to take a look at what was going on.

But just as he stood up, his eyes moved slightly and then stopped.

Bibi Dong's breath was already approaching.

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