Douluo: Reincarnation of the Exiled Immortal, a Flute Tune to Send Heroes Away

Chapter 17: Tsundere Ning Rongrong, Confusion of Right and Wrong

After doing all this.

The figure of the exiled immortal walked through the forest with light steps, surrounded by flower petals, as if blending into one with the surrounding nature.

His eyes were indifferent, and he seemed indifferent to everything around him.

However, just as he was about to pass through the Sunset Forest, a faint crying sound reached his ears.

It was the voice of a little girl, speaking intermittently, filled with fear and helplessness.

The exiled immortal paused slightly, frowned slightly, and then walked towards the direction where the sound came from.

"Ok?"

Just a casual glance, but he has locked onto the target.

Not far away, a little girl about six years old was curled up under a big tree. Her clothes were tattered, her face was covered with tears, her hands were tightly clasped against her chest, and her body was trembling with fear.

In front of her, a hundred-year-old human-faced demon spider was slowly approaching, its eight scarlet eyes staring at her intently, and it made a low hissing sound from its mouth, as if it was enjoying the fear of its prey.

"Ugly...don't come over here..." The little girl cried, her eyes filled with despair. She wanted to run away, but her legs felt like they were filled with lead and she couldn't move.

The human-faced demon spider seemed to understand her fear. It let out a shrill scream, suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and pounced towards the little girl!
At this critical moment, a cold look flashed in the eyes of the exiled immortal. He did not attack, but simply waved his hand lightly, his fingertips tracing a line of pink petals.

"laugh--"

With a slight sound, the body of the human-faced demon spider suddenly stiffened, and then fell to the ground with a "thump".

Its head was pierced by a petal, purple blood slowly flowed out, and a fishy smell filled the air.

The little girl was stunned, tears still welling in her eyes, but she had forgotten to cry. She stared blankly at the fallen demon spider before looking up at the figure not far away.

A young man in white slowly walked out of the woods.

Countless pink petals are fluttering behind her.

He held a jade flute in his hand, his expression was calm, but there seemed to be a hint of smile on his face.

The exiled immortal's figure appeared particularly gentle in the sunlight. He slowly squatted down and wiped away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes.

As warm as the big brother next door.

"Who... who are you?" the little girl asked timidly, with a hint of trembling in her voice.

The exiled immortal's gaze lingered for a moment on the seven-story pagoda in the little girl's hand, and he asked, "Are you from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?"

The girl nodded, but soon her attention was drawn to the dead human-faced demon spider on the ground.

Her body was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that she had not yet fully recovered from the shock.

"Is it... is it really dead?" the little girl asked cautiously, with a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

The exiled immortal shook his head and said calmly, "I still have a breath left."

The little girl's originally relaxed body suddenly tensed up again, but soon her face still showed a proud look.

She raised her little face, put her hands on her hips, and said calmly, "Humph! Even if you didn't come, I can deal with this ugly monster myself! I am Ning Rongrong, the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!"

Upon hearing this, the exiled immortal glanced at her calmly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised with a faint smile: "Oh? Really? Then who was so frightened that his legs went weak and he couldn't even walk?"

Ning Rongrong was choked by his words, her face flushing crimson. She stamped her feet angrily, "You... you're talking nonsense! I'm not scared! I just... I just think this demon spider is too ugly and I don't want to get close to it!" The exiled immortal chuckled softly, but didn't expose her bravado. Instead, he turned and prepared to leave: "Since you're so powerful, I'll leave first."

Ning Rongrong panicked when she saw him leaving. She quickly ran forward and grabbed his sleeve, "Wait! You...you can't leave me! This is Sunset Forest, full of dangerous spirit beasts! How...how am I going to get back alone?"

The exiled immortal looked down at her hand clutching his sleeve, frowning slightly: "Didn't you say you could handle it yourself? Why, are you scared now?"

Ning Rongrong bit her lip, a flicker of embarrassment crossing her face, but she quickly regained her proud demeanor. "Who... who said I was scared?! I just... I just think that since you saved me, you should take responsibility to the end! Besides, I'm the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. If you send me back safely, my father will definitely thank you profusely!"

The exiled immortal shook his head, too lazy to argue with her, and turned to walk out of the forest.

Ning Rongrong hurried to catch up, her little hand still tightly grasping his sleeve, fearing that he would go back on his word.

The two walked one in front and one behind through the sunset forest.

As Ning Rongrong walked, she secretly looked at the profile of the exiled immortal, her heart full of curiosity.

She couldn't help but ask, "Hey, who are you? Why are you here? What's your martial spirit? Why can you kill people with flower petals? And why are you so handsome?"

The exiled immortal didn't answer, but simply said, "You ask too many questions."

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a violent quarrel in the distance.

"Rongrong's presence is right up ahead, Fengzhi. If anything happens to Rongrong, I'll never forgive you!"

"Alright, Uncle Jian, finding Rongrong is the most important thing!"

Hearing the two people arguing, the exiled immortal lowered his head slightly and looked at Ning Rongrong beside him.

Someone from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is coming?

"Whizzing!"

Two black shadows broke through the sky and headed straight for here.

Those people were floating five meters away from the exiled immortal, and they were wearing white robes.

One was an old man with sharp eyes and flowing white hair, and the other was a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes.

Ning Rongrong saw two figures flying from a distance, and a cunning light flashed in her eyes.

She suddenly let go of the Exiled Immortal's sleeve, took a few steps back, a look of grievance on her face, and shouted loudly: "Dad! Grandpa Jian! He...he bullied me!"

Upon hearing this, the exiled immortal frowned slightly, turned to look at Ning Rongrong, and said with a hint of coldness in his tone: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ning Rongrong pretended not to hear and continued crying, "He just killed the soul beast I had my eyes on and threatened me! Wuuwuwu..."

Her voice was tearful and there were even a few tears in the corners of her eyes, making her look pitiful.

The two people flying from afar were the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi, and Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

When they heard Ning Rongrong's words, their faces suddenly darkened and their eyes shot at the exiled immortal like knives.

"Boy, you are so bold that you dare to bully the princess of my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!" Chen Xin snorted coldly, swung the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy was rampant, heading straight for the exiled immortal.

Although Ning Fengzhi did not attack directly, his eyes were filled with coldness: "If you apologize now, perhaps we can spare your life."

(End of this chapter)