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Chapter 47 At least not a good cry

"I……"

Ning Rongrong seemed a little embarrassed, and his slender hands were tangled together, and he couldn't say anything for a long time.

Ling Bai didn't urge him and quietly waited for Ning Rongrong.

After a long time, Ning Rongrong's eyes were vague and said, "I just want to ask how you recovered and if you feel uncomfortable."

The girl's ability to hide was a little weaker, and she almost wrote the word "liar" on her face.

Ling Bai smiled quietly and said, "It's just that the soul power is consumed a little, nothing else is left."

"oh……"

The girl responded softly, her tone was a little perfunctory, and she was thinking about how to say that thing smoothly.

It’s better to have less than more things. Ling Bai took this opportunity to say quickly: “Thank you for your concern. It’s getting late. I’m going to meditate and practice. Rongrong, you should rest early.”

After saying that, he was about to close the door and see the guests off.

When Ning Rongrong discovered Ling Bai's actions, he was anxious and pressed against the palace gate with lightning speed, as if he had tried his best to say:

"Ling Bai, I want to hear the story. Can you tell me it?"

"What's the matter?"

Ling Bai's eyes twitched.

Although I guessed that Ning Rongrong had to look for him at night, who would have thought that he would tell a story!

Anyway, Ning Rongrong simply kept doing nothing and told me all the time: "Before I went to bed, my father and two grandfathers would tell me stories, but tonight my father and Grandpa Jian left the Qibao Liuli Sect and went to the Tiandou Royal Family. Grandpa Gu kept hiding from me, I couldn't find him, but I couldn't sleep if I didn't listen to the story."

Knowing the causes and consequences, Ling Bai suddenly had a big head. He was a big man, how could he tell any story!

"Rongrong, how about you using meditation to replace sleep tonight? Meditation can help you cultivate your soul power, and it is no less effective than sleep."

He made a suggestion weakly.

"no the same!"

Ning Rongrong argued reasonably: "Meditation is not comfortable to sleep at all! I don't like to practice soul power, and I never meditate at night!"

"Ah..."

Ling Bai rubbed his swelling temples.

Through her understanding of Ning Rongrong in her previous life, as the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect, the most talented person in the sect in the past century, Ning Rongrong's innate soul power is as high as level 9, but she really hates cultivation. If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have been at level 26 when she was twelve years old.

"Please, Xiaobai~ I really want to hear the story..."

Seeing Ling Bai silent for a long time, Ning Rongrong's heart moved and used her coquettish method of trying all kinds of skills.

The reason why she is called the little witch is not only because of her quirky personality, but more importantly, she can win the favor of all her elders and make them willing to be teased by her.

"I can't tell stories..."

Ling Bai spread his hands, trying to make the final struggle.

Ning Rongrong is indeed beautiful and cute, but some things don’t know, but they don’t know. Ling Bai can only say that he can do nothing.

"I don't care! If I can't sleep, you don't want to rest."

The method of acting spoiled failed, and Ning Rongrong began to play with the temper of a little witch. It seems that this is definitely what he says.

"well……"

Ling Bai'ai sighed with great heart, but then he thought that Ning Rongrong came to him tonight to also meant one thing. Apart from her father Ning Fengzhi and her two grandfathers, the person she was closest to was herself.

From this perspective, it is a good thing.

Among the Shrek Seven Monsters, Tang San's mother, the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, was forced to sacrifice by his former Pope Qianxunji, and his sister/lovers Xiao Wu's mother was killed by the current Pope Bibidong. His hatred and the Spirit Hall had long reached an irreconcilable state.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were born in the Xingluo Royal Family. In the future, the iron hooves of the Wuhun Palace would inevitably enter the Xingluo Empire, so they were destined to be enemies.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar were born into civilians, so there were so many ways to kill them, so it didn't matter whether they could win over them or not.

Ning Rongrong is the most special girl in Lingbai's plan. She is the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect. Behind her are the world's number one auxiliary soul master and two titled Douluo.

Is there such a possibility that the Seven Treasures Glazed Lith Sect gave up the Tiandou Royal Family because of her and turned to cooperate with the Wuhun Palace...

To take a step back, even if Ling Bai offended the younger generation of the sect in the Seven Treasures Glazed Glazed Sect, he would not be willing to offend this little witch who was loved by thousands of people.

Therefore, Ning Rongrong's position in Ling Bai's heart instantly increased to a higher level.

She is the only one among the Shrek Seven Monsters who can win over and deserve to win over.

"It's okay to tell you a story..."

Ling Bai first spoke, and then when Ning Rongrong's eyes turned from waiting to surprise, he changed his voice:

"but!"

“But what?”

Ning Rongrong couldn't wait to ask.

"Did Uncle Ning tell you that asking for help will cost you a price?"

Ling Bai's tone was neither anxious nor slow, and it was not easy for him to control a six-year-old child.

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong frowned slightly, and he couldn't figure it out for a moment.

"No, they all took the initiative to help me. I heard from my father that you are the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. Your status in the Spirit Hall is similar to that of me in the Seven Treasure Glazed Lilac Sect. What do you want?"

"At least, you must not have a good voice."

"ah?!"

What Ling Bai unexpectedly said was that as soon as these words came out, Ning Rongrong's face changed instantly, and he said sharply: "Do you want me to call your husband too?"

"puff!"

Ling Bai almost didn't come up in one breath.

What does "also" mean?

What a good guy, the kids are so precocious nowadays!

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!"

Ling Bai immediately threw out a denied Sanlian, indicating that he was a gentleman, which made Ning Rongrong, who was ready to run away, relieved him.

"Who wants you to call him that..."

He asked slightly curiously.

"Nie Xin."

Tsk, I beat you up today.

Ling Bai secretly regretted it in his heart, and then he looked hypocritical.

"I just want you to call me brother, isn't that too much?"

Ning Rongrong naturally wanted to refuse, but the desire to listen to the story finally defeated everything, so he pouted his rosy little mouth and said reluctantly:

"Brother, I want to hear the story. Can you tell me it?"

"Uh-huh."

Ling Bai Zhanyan smiled, touched Ning Rongrong's head, and said, "Let's go, take me to your palace."

Ning Rongrong shook his head, blushed his pretty face and said, "Hmph, if you can't tell me well, you'll be finished!"

As she said that, she even compared her fair and delicate fists, but she didn't look any intimidating.

...

On the way, Ning Rongrong suddenly said, "Xiaobai, do you still have the candy from yesterday?"

"Yes, I have."

"Give me some more~"

"But I don't feel your sincerity."

Faced with the temptation of candy, Ning Rongrong's mind was quickly turned around and instantly changed his words: "Brother, I've finished eating the candy you gave me yesterday, so give me some more."

"Yeah."
Chapter completed!
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