Douluo: So what if I reincarnate as Ning Rongrong?

Dugu Bo was stunned.

Ning Fengzhi and the three of them looked similar.

"Rong Rong, was it possible that the Holy Angel Sword that was stolen from Qian Daoliu two and a half years ago was just to make it the formation eye of the Ice and Fire Eyes?" Ning Fengzhi looked suspicious.

"Well, that's more or less the case." Ning Rongrong admitted, "At that time, this was the only thing I could think of to balance the soul energy of Hanquan's first-level god."

What's more, the Holy Angel Sword is a good soul guide in the first place. It has powerful purifying power, purifying the soul and will of the evil Ice Phoenix, turning it into a thing with both ice and fire eyes.

"Just as I thought, I placed the Holy Angel Sword in the flaming spring. After two and a half years of skill, the energy of the Ice Phoenix merged with the remains of the Ice Dragon King to achieve a special state of balance."

"Now it's almost an object that can become the eye of the Yanquan Formation."

"Although the Holy Angel Sword is okay, it has a strong killing aura and is not suitable for planting and cultivating elixirs. It is also relatively unstable."

In the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, it was okay to have myself, Tokisaki Kurumi, and the rules of the Dark Demon Evil God Pearl.

After coming out, I noticed something unusual.

The Holy Angel Sword cannot fully match the stability of the Ice and Fire Eye Formation, and it is not conducive to Dugu Yan's stabilization of the Doom Poison Body again.

The only option is to find another way, which is the Huo family's colorful flame stone.

After withdrawing her thoughts, Ning Rongrong looked at Dugu Bo who was stunned for a while.

"Senior Dugu, while I am taking Rongrong to Tiandou City, I will leave the Ice and Fire Eyes to you."

"This is also helpful for you to practice Poison Technique. You must have reached the bottleneck of level 94! Maybe you can break through by then."

"I understand." Dugu Bo decided to stay at the Qibao Glazed Sect.

A few days later, Dugu Yan faintly woke up.

So, Dugu Yan, Ning Rongrong, and Ning Fengzhi came together.

The journey to Tiandou City began.

"What's wrong, Sister Yanyan, looking sad?"

Ning Rongrong was quite surprised when she looked at the alternative Dugu Yan who was completely different from the Lotte Dugu Yan used to be.

"I'm level 67." As he spoke, Dugu Yan's body trembled slightly.

"Well, I can see it! What next?"

Dugu Yan broke through the two levels after losing control, but what does it matter?

"I……"

Before Dugu Yan could finish her words, Ning Rongrong interrupted her, patted Dugu Yan on the shoulder, and said sincerely:

"Don't worry, I have already completed the seal. There will be no accidents. Also, why should you be afraid? Improving your strength is a good thing!"

"Except for my two grandfathers, and my incompetent father...ahem!"

I almost forgot that Ning Fengzhi was right next to him.

Ignoring the dark lines on Ning Fengzhi's face, Ning Rongrong grabbed Dugu Yan's hands:

"Sister Yanyan, I like you!"

"ha?"

Dugu Yan, whose thoughts were originally confused, was stunned when he heard Ning Rongrong's words.

My mind went blank.

Even Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo stopped walking.

The three of them looked at each other.

I was very shocked that Ning Rongrong could say such unbelievable words.

"Rong...Rongrong, what on earth are you talking about!"

Dugu Yan reacted and saw the sincere expression on Ning Rongrong's face.

"I...you, you, you are the young sect master of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and you may still be the sect master in the future! Can you really say such a thing?"

I have always suspected that there is something wrong with Ning Rongrong's orientation. Isn't this a hammer blow?

And, do you know where this place is?

What do you think of Ning Fengzhi and the two Qingtian Bai Yuzhu elders?

"Eh?" Ning Rongrong looked confused, "Don't Sister Yanyan like me?"

"I...I." Dugu Yan's voice was stuck and he didn't know how to answer.

"Hey, it's so sad. Even though I like Sister Yanyan so much, I'm actually hated. Uuuuuu~ So pitiful."

"I-I don't hate Rongrong, it's just..."

"Hey, that's right. If you don't hate it, you just like it!"

Dugu Yan: "..."

I always feel that what you said is different from what I thought.

"Ahem~" The sound of a light cough came from not far away, "Rongrong, please pay attention to the situation, we are almost arriving at Tiandou City."

"Look, an unknown sect leader doesn't object." Ning Rongrong chuckled.

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

"Rongrong, you are still young." The blush on Duguyan's face gradually faded, revealing the expression of a big sister, "Don't think about some irrelevant things, of course I will not hate Rongrong..."

Dugu Yan's speech was a little incoherent, and she felt her scalp numb.

"Pfft -" Ning Rongrong burst into laughter, "How cute! This is the first time I have seen Sister Yanyan act so overwhelmed."

"Uh..." Dugu Yan's remaining words were stuck in his throat.

Ning Rongrong's playful expression recovered and she said softly: "How are you doing, Sister Yanyan? Do you feel better?"

"I feel worse." Dugu Yan also realized that Ning Rongrong was teasing her, stretched out her hand and pressed on Ning Rongrong's brown hair, ravaging it hard, and stopped only after messing up Ning Rongrong's hair. .

"My respected young master, please don't make fun of me in the future. I thought you were serious!"

However, being interrupted by Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan's shadow on Du's side faded a little, at least he would not continue to get into trouble.

"Really, don't rub my hair all the time." Ning Rongrong took two steps back, exuding a faint energy.

The true energy is spiritually attached to each hair, making the originally messy hair straighten one by one.

In about ten seconds, the hairstyle returned to its original delicate appearance.

"You are so angry that you can pull your hair?"

Dugu Yan's eyes twitched.

"Of course." Ning Rongrong patted her chest, "Cultivation can't improve your life, so why practice?"

Take out the teacup and teapot from the soul guide.

Ning Rongrong poured tea from the teapot into the teacup. After pouring, she put the teapot away and held her hand on the side of the teacup, injecting a faint amount of infuriating energy.

The temperature of the tea with a hint of coolness slowly rises under the influence of the true energy. After a while, steam came out.

"Want to drink? Sister Yanyan." Dugu Yan took the tea cup from Ning Rongrong's hand, touched the side of the tea cup that was a little hot, and was speechless for a while, "Rong Rong, you really know how to enjoy it."

"The Qibao Glazed Sect is so rich, why do I, the majestic little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect, have to live a miserable life? Haha!"

"Go out to practice and bring some daily necessities. Isn't that necessary?"

Dugu Yan didn't shy away from it, he put the tea cup to his mouth and drank the tea in one gulp.

"Hey, Sister Yanyan, I haven't washed the tea cup before."

When Duguyan heard this, his hands suddenly stiffened, but he had already drank half of the drink, so he decided to finish it!

After Dugu Yan finished drinking, he was about to say something.

Ning Rongrong's words came over lightly.

"I haven't had any before. Tea cups are sterilized at high temperatures."

Dugu Yan: "..."

I have been being teased!

…

Tiandou Palace.

Xue Qinghe was reading the letter sent by Ning Fengzhi, and standing behind it was not She Long and Qing Xue.

She is a woman with an exquisite face, her beautiful purple hair is combed into a neat single ponytail, and her ankle-length purple skirt is embroidered with fine patterns.

His jewel-like eyes glanced at the letter, and a smile appeared on his lips:

"Hey, His Majesty Qinghe, your teacher really cares about you!"

The woman deliberately emphasized the word "Qinghe" slightly.