The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

Early the next morning, Mo Wen got on the carriage arranged by Ning Qing. He was obviously very dissatisfied with the carriage he rode last time, so he chose a carriage with a carriage three times the size. However, since Uncle Li could not drive a carriage that was too big, he Brother had no choice but to sit in the front of the car and drive himself.

The atmosphere between Mo Wen and Qing Yi in the carriage was also awkward. Since the incident of jumping out of the window the day before yesterday, this was the first time the two of them were alone together.

Leaning lazily on the soft mat on the side, Qing Yi looked at Mo Wen resentfully, deeply doubting whether he was not good enough.

But Mo Wen turned away and didn't look at Qing Yi. Compared with his elder sister, the most important thing now was the little lolita in the Qibao Glazed Sect. If he didn't manage well, his apprentice would be gone. To marry a virtuous wife, for the sake of a happy life in the future, he I don’t want to marry Ning Rongrong.

The cultivation system is only applicable to disciples. Watching the originally weak, pitiful and helpless disciples grow into strong men will give people a sense of satisfaction.

Husband and wife still need to have interest. If they develop it, they will lack a lot of freshness, which is different from raising a daughter.

Even if Mo Wen was beaten to death, he would not do it. He would jump from Qibao Mountain and fall to death. He would not eat or starve to death for the rest of his life. He would not marry Ning Rongrong.

Along the way, he kept thinking about the situations he might encounter when he arrived at the Qibao Glazed Sect. Here, Gu Rong violently tried to strangle himself, Ning Fengzhi was anxious to implement the engagement, Ning Rongrong jumped off the building and threatened not to marry, etc. How to deal with various situations.

When the carriage arrived at Qibao City, the three of them got out of the carriage. Ning Qing's first stage of protection mission was completed, and they left directly in front of Zongmen Square.

There was one less spy around him, and Mo Wen let out a sigh of relief. It was so uncomfortable to have a pair of eyes staring at you all the time.

When I returned to my residence with Qing Yi, it was the same as before I left. It was not obvious that no one had lived there for a week.

Suddenly there were footsteps upstairs, and the maid came down from above. When she saw Mo Wen and Qing Yi coming back, they hurriedly came over to say hello, "Elder Mo Wen, sister Qing Yi, you are back. I have already cleaned the house."

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoyi." Qingyi is also a poor person, and he likes the little maid very much, but what he can do is really limited, and he can only express a few words of relief.

His lines were snatched away, so Mo Wen had no choice but to say goodbye to Xiao Yi with a smile. He suddenly thought that if Ning Rongrong married him, would the little maid be a dowry?

Finding that Mo Wen had been staring at Xiao Yi's back, Qing Yi seemed to understand something. She tapped his jade finger on his back with a tearful expression. She pulled down one side of her clothes, revealing her fragrant shoulders and delicate collarbones, looking like she was willing to sacrifice herself. He said, "I asked you why you jumped out of the window that day. It turns out that you are really a pervert, and you actually like Xiaote. Xiaoyi is only nine years old. If you have any problem, come at me, let her go."

Looking at Qing Yi with black lines on his head, Mo Wen was really speechless. It seemed that after deciding to surrender, the eldest sister had let herself go more and more. She didn't even look at it. She was a temperamental young woman when they first met. How could she become a drama queen? "Are you thinking about Watt? I just think she is pitiful. She reminds me of the sisters in the orphanage. What kind of cultivation is she and what is her martial spirit?"

"A boring man." Seeing that Mo Wen refused to accept this, Qing Yi also put away his pitiful expression, pulled his clothes back, half-leaned on the couch, and said lazily, "Xiao Yi's martial spirit is a Planting leaves, she has eleventh level soul power now, I personally helped her get her soul ring, a 300-year-old demon tree, her first soul skill is simply terrible, don’t tell me that she can be saved even with this."

"There is help, but why can't it be saved? There are no useless martial arts, only useless soul masters. It depends on who said this. I have a martial arts in my hand called 'Wanyo Feikaryu' that can make her a Strong.

But I can find someone outside to teach her, but she can't. As a low-level maid of the Qibao Glazed Sect, she is following Ning Rongrong. I can't help her get free, at least I can't do it now. "

With nearly a thousand inherited martial arts in hand, Mo Wen can come up with different martial arts for various situations. However, Xiaoyi sold herself and became Ning Rongrong's personal maid. If Ning Fengzhi knew some terrible news, it would be impossible Let people go.

Leaning on the sofa, Qing Yi thought for a moment and said seriously, "You can do it. Ning Rongrong hasn't started training as a sect leader yet. She is either playing or practicing every day. As long as you ask, you can ask Xiaoyi to come and treat her as a helper." Help me, I can see my old self when I see her.

After chatting with you for so long, I know that you need an organization to help you do dirty things. I am willing to join, provided that you can rescue Xiaoyi, and I am willing to work hard for you. Anyway, life has reached this point, it is better than It's much better to be a bed partner. "

"Okay, no problem. Let her follow you when the time comes, and what I want is an institution that won't do dirty things, and a punishment institution, a punishment institution specifically for soul masters." Seeing that his intention had been misunderstood, Mo Wen hurriedly I explained that governing a country cannot be based on strength or passion. Even if God does not have corresponding policies, it can only be said to be high-pressure rule.

In less than a month, Mo Wen joined the Qibao Glazed Sect, successfully arranged the dojo, and hooked up with the prince. Mo Wen was not satisfied. He planned to go back next time to touch Goya's background. Ge Long's influence in the military was considerable. Not comparable to Xue Qinghe, Yang Lin's future is the battlefield, which is determined by his majestic and unyielding temperament when they first met.

You can't put all your eggs in the same basket. If Xue Qinghe fails, he must take the next step to complete another plan to contract the royal family.

Mo Wen immediately prepared to go to Ning Rongrong and ask for the little maid over in the name of the teacher.

As soon as he went out, he saw a scene that made Mo Wen very angry. He had a good mind and experienced this feeling for the first time. He showed off his martial spirit and rushed over.

Not far away, I saw Xiaoyi standing under the tree shivering with an apple on her head, her eyes closed due to fear.

Opposite her was Ning Rongrong, who was holding a soul-guided ink crossbow. When she entered the banquet that day, she saw the two weapons given by Mo Wen at the door. After the banquet, she went to Xue Qinghe to ask for gifts.

Xue Qinghe, the teacher's disciple, couldn't refuse, so he asked Ning Rongrong to go to the door to choose, and he could go to whichever one he liked. The little clever guy who had been eyeing the soul-guided ink crossbow immediately prepared to take both of them, but was intercepted. Lived for a while.

After practicing all afternoon yesterday, Ning Rongrong, who thought she had completely mastered how to use it, started to look for excitement again. When he saw the little maid running away for a long time before coming back, he punished her by holding an apple on her head as a target, aiming for a long time before taking action.

"Don't move. It's none of my business if I shoot you." He still doesn't treat his servants as human beings, but Ning Rongrong has the qualifications. He is holding a half-meter-long soul-guided ink crossbow in both hands, which is a little difficult. Aiming, the moment he pulled the trigger, he was staggered by the recoil.

"Whoosh~!" The crossbow arrow made of fine steel went straight to Xiao Yi's face. If it were hit, there would be no doubt that his life would be lost.

At the critical moment, Mo Wen stood in front of her with Mo Mei in his hand, resisting the crossbow arrow. He looked at Ning Rongrong with an unkind expression, gave up on preaching, and controlled her with two moves, pinned her down on her leg, and struck her with the sword. On her ass.

Ning Rongrong, who was frightened by herself, was still a little stunned. The next second, she couldn't move. She was forced to raise her buttocks. She turned around with difficulty and saw Mo Wen's angry expression. Then, severe pain hit her and her words changed. into a cry.

"Pah, ah! Pah, ah! Pah, ah!..."

The punishment lasted for a full three minutes. Ning Rongrong didn't want to scream anymore. She couldn't resist and had no choice but to let Mo Wen do it.

Ning Rongrong pursed her thin lips stubbornly, with tears in her eyes, her body shaking as she withstood the impact one after another.

After venting his anger, Mo Wen also let go of Ning Rongrong, threw the apple away from Xiaoyi's head, looked at the little Loli covering her butt with disdain, and sneered unceremoniously, "You are not worthy of being my disciple at all, you Neither a strong person nor a benevolent person, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will decline even if it is passed into your hands. Without reverence for life, you will never be worthy of learning the holy way.

Huh, the Qibao Glazed Sect’s first genius in a thousand years?I think he's a fool.Xiaoyi, from now on, you should follow Qing Yi. I will talk to the sect master about this. Follow Miss Ning Rongrong. I am afraid that you will die tomorrow. "

Pulling the stunned little maid away, Mo Wen didn't want to look at Ning Rongrong again. He thought he was just a naughty little girl who liked to make mischief, but now it seemed that the symptoms were much more serious than he thought, and he had to take strong medicine. .

Yesterday, I was still dreaming about a happy life with Mo Wen, but today I was rejected and even beaten. Tears were flowing in Ning Rongrong's eyes. Looking at the figure walking away, I couldn't help but cry, " Ah, wuwuwu, I know I was wrong. Why are you so fierce and spanking me? It hurts so much. Suck, I know I was wrong. I won’t dare to do it anymore. Don’t ignore me. Why can’t I change it? Woohoo~”