Chapter 199 Returning to the Hall of Martial Souls
Chapter 199 Return to Wuhun Palace
"Yiran..." Zhao Zilong came to Meng Yiran's side. Although Meng Yiran left, he didn't go too far and kept paying attention to Zhao Zilong and the others.
"It's okay, Zilong. If she doesn't like you, it's her own loss." Meng Yiran was very happy to hear that, came up and gave her a big hug, and asked softly: "Will you still look for her in the future?
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"No way." Zhao Zilong looked at Meng Yiran and said firmly. Meng Yiran heard the answer, nodded slightly, and then leaned into Zhao Zilong's arms.
"Let's go back!"
On the other side, Ning Rongrong cried in Oscar's arms for a long time. At this time, she looked up at Oscar with some disgust in her eyes. She pushed him away and immediately stood up and asked: "Where is Zilong! Where has he gone?"
"Rongrong..." Oscar watched Ning Rongrong push him away mercilessly, with disgust and anger in his eyes, and a little aggrieved in his heart, he whispered: "He has left."
"Are you leaving?" Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's eyes flashed with a cold light. Looking at Oscar in front of him, his eyes became even more disgusted. He raised his hand and hit Oscar's face with a 'snap' sound, which was heartbreaking.
He roared with a split lung: "Who allowed you to hug me? Who do you think you are! What qualifications do you have to hug me!"
Although he received a slap, Oscar was more eager to explain at this time: "Rongrong, he has already left. When you were crying just now, he left without even looking at you. This kind of person is really worth your time.
Love?"
When Ning Rongrong heard this, she felt extremely sad. This feeling of not being able to love was so suffocating. Her eyes gradually became colder, and she felt even more disgusted when she looked at Oscar. It was all because of him, if not because of him.
, maybe this won't happen.
When she thought of the pain that felt like a knife piercing her heart just now, and then of the love that she couldn't love, Ning Rongrong felt an inexplicable fire in her heart, but she couldn't find an outlet.
"Even if he is not worthy, do you think you are worthy?" Ning Rongrong said coldly.
Oscar gritted his teeth and said, "Rongrong, give me a chance and I will prove it to you. Even if I am a food-type soul master, I will gain combat effectiveness and I will protect you."
At this time, Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar, her eyes even colder. Even Ning Rongrong was a little witch before, but she still understood everything. However, Zhao Zilong's words also made Ning Rongrong understand the gentleness of accomplishing nothing.
What's the use? Just like those people from the Qibao Glazed Sect in the past, they would please themselves every day. Such people are not worthy at all.
However, Ning Rongrong also had some feelings for Oscar at this time, but this feeling was not like or love, but a simple infatuation.
For more than a month, playing the game of princess and servant with Oscar also gave Ning Rongrong some feelings that she didn't have when she was a child.
When she was a child, the innocent Ning Rongrong played the princess servant game with others. At that time, Ning Rongrong just thought it was fun. However, these days, when Ning Rongrong and Oscar play this game, something different happens.
When he bullied Oscar, he actually felt extremely excited. This feeling made Ning Rongrong a little obsessed.
At this time, Ning Rongrong, who was holding fire in her heart, looked at Oscar who was always trying to please her, and felt a burst of contempt in her heart, and said coldly: "Oscar, I'm very angry now, I want to hit someone, I'm going crazy.
You just said it yourself, you want to be my servant, my dog, and you are willing to do anything for me, right?"
Listening to Ning Rongrong's words, Oscar was very happy in his heart and said excitedly: "Yes, as long as you are happy, I will do anything for you, even death."
Ning Rongrong heard a hint of cruelty at the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Okay, then you can hump me back to the room first. I want you to be my punching bag and let me vent my anger."
"Yes, Your Highness Princess."
In addition, Zhao Zilong and Meng Yiran had also left the Qibao Glazed Sect at this time, and here they found an old couple waiting for them.
"Grandpa, grandma..." Meng Yiran looked at the two old people and ran over excitedly.
"Hahaha, Yiran..." Meng Shu looked at the handsome young man walking behind Meng Yiran, who was stroking Meng Yiran's head lovingly. He and Meng Yiran were walking together just now.
"Senior Long Gong, senior Snake Po..." Zhao Zilong came over and cupped his fists slightly.
"Yiran, this is..." Meng Shu looked at the handsome young man in front of him and looked confused.
Meng Yiran suddenly felt a little happy when he saw it. He immediately hugged Zhao Zilong's arm and said, "Of course he is Zilong."
"Zi, Zilong..." Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang looked at each other, obviously not believing it.
Meng Yiran immediately explained: "Zilong's martial soul has completed its second awakening, so his appearance has also changed a lot. Now his martial soul is Blue Silver Emperor, and Zilong's soul power has also reached level 56.
, my soul power is now level 47."
"What, your soul power increased so quickly?" Meng Shu was shocked when he heard this.
Zhao Zilong and Meng Yiran realized that it had only been more than two years, almost three years, and they had just met. They were both at level 30. However, in less than three years, Zhao Zilong had improved to level 26, and Meng had reached level 26.
It has still been upgraded to 17 levels.
"This! Thanks to Zilong." Meng Yiran looked at Zhao Zilong and smiled.
Meng Shu looked at Zhao Zilong at this time. He could hardly imagine Zhao Zilong's talent. At the same time, he felt that he had found a treasure. This was definitely the most perfect investment in his life.
Zhao Zilong's talent was already incredible, and now he has become so handsome. His granddaughter is definitely a rich man.
Meng Shu stroked his beard at this time and joked: "Zilong, you and Yiran have known each other for so many years. I wonder when you are going to get married to Yiran! We two old people are still hoping to have a great-grandson!"
"Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about! How old are we now!" Meng Yiran said with dissatisfaction, and at the same time looked at Zhao Zilong next to him. Meng Yiran was still looking forward to having a child with Zhao Zilong, but Zhao Zilong obviously seemed
I don’t really want to have a baby too early. I have to take medicine by myself every time after having sex with her.
"Let's talk about this in a few years! Now Yiran and I are still young, and now is the most critical time for our soul power to improve." Zhao Zilong immediately refused: "What's more, the life span and youth of a soul master are both important.
It takes much longer than ordinary people, so there’s no need to rush this matter.”
Zhao Zilong looked at Meng Yiran and asked: "Yiran, now that your grandparents are here, are you going to go home or something?"
"I'll listen to you."
Zhao Zilong spread his hands and said: "The place I am going to next is the killing city. You will not be able to go there at all."
"Why?" Meng Yiran asked in confusion.
"City of Slaughter?" Hearing this name, Duke Long and Snake Woman behind him were shocked and scolded: "Zilong, you said you were going to the City of Slaughter, do you know where that place is?"
"Of course." Zhao Zilong smiled softly and said, "However, before going to the Slaughter City, I still have to go back to the Wuhun Palace."
Because Zhao Zilong wanted to go back to Wuhun Palace to learn marksmanship. Although he had obtained Xin Zhao's five skills, Zhao Zilong really didn't know how to use marksmanship. And with so many soul masters in Wuhun Palace, they must have some secrets for practicing marksmanship.
Then I can learn from Zhao Zilong.
Meng Yiran looked at his grandfather Meng Shu's appearance just now and asked: "Grandpa, where is the city of killing!"
Meng Shu listened and said solemnly: "That place is where Wuhun Hall is used to detain prisoners. I'm not too strong to get out of the specifics. It is said that as long as you are imprisoned in it, you will never be able to get out. For thousands of years,
There are countless strong people who entered the Killing City, but in the end, only eight people were able to come out of the Killing City, and these eight people are all strong people who shocked Douluo Continent."
Meng Yiran was frightened when he heard this. He looked at Zhao Zilong worriedly and said, "Zilong, you are going to such a dangerous place!"
"Don't worry! For others, the City of Killing can be called hell, but I am confident that I can pass through the City of Killing." Zhao Zilong patted Meng Yiran's shoulder and said.
Hearing Zhao Zilong's understatement made Meng Yiran's worries even more serious. Zhao Zilong said at this time: "Now I plan to go back to Wuhun Palace. Can the two seniors escort me back?"
Meng Yiran also thought about it at this time, looked at Duke Long and Snake Lady and said: "Grandpa and grandma, please come with us to the Spirit Hall! Is it possible that the Tiandou Empire will be harmful to Zilong?"
"The Tiandou Empire will be detrimental to you, what's going on!" Meng Shu asked immediately after hearing this.
"I'm not sure either." Zhao Zilong shook his head and said, "Maybe it's because I became a disciple of Bibi Dong!"
Meng Shu didn't ask any more questions about the reason. Anyway, they were just two idle people, so he said, "Don't worry, you are our grandson-in-law. If the Tiandou Empire wants to hurt you, we won't agree."
