Chapter 491: Resisting Xiao Wu Inside and Trampling Ice and Fire Outside

"Uh... Rongrong, could you let us put our clothes on first?"

Seeing Ning Rongrong refusing to let Zhu Zhuqing go, Qin Jian couldn't help but interject: "Just a moment, alright?"

"Eh? Did I stop you from putting on your clothes?"

Ning Rongrong turned her head to look at him, her little face full of confusion.

Qin Jian: "..."

He knew it; don't let Ning Rongrong's usual generous demeanor and soft, cute girl image fool you.

But when she really wants to tear into Xiao San, her combat power is top-notch—haven't you seen how even the Ten Thousand Year Na'er fell to her?

This little kitten Zhuqing meeting her... is in danger.

Qin Jian decided to put in a few more words for Zhu Zhuqing; no matter what, he had to try to get some time alone for the two of them...

But just at this moment, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly lifted her pretty face, a look of contemplation appearing in her little kitten eyes.

"Brother Jian, why haven't you put your clothes on yet?"

Ning Rongrong was still firing away: "How unsightly it is to be disheveled in our Council Hall..."

"Rongrong..."

Qin Jian had just started to speak, but Zhu Zhuqing suddenly turned around, looking at Ning Rongrong while still disheveled: "Rongrong, I want to ask you a question."

"Hm? What question?"

Ning Rongrong blinked her eyes: "Are you going to ask me how to put on clothes?"

Zhu Zhuqing slowly shook her head, her eyes gradually narrowing: "I want to ask you... how many days has Qin Jian been back?"

"That stinky cat actually thought of this point..."

Ning Rongrong's heart skipped a beat, but the next moment her expression returned to normal, and she said nonchalantly: "Why are you asking me this question? Ask Brother Jian behind you!"

Qin Jian: "..."

He wasn't a fool; he naturally knew what the crux of this question was—it was that Ning Rongrong had been hiding from Zhu Zhuqing to stay with him secretly for three days.

But could he say it directly? Could he?

"Qin Jian, how many days have you been back?" Zhu Zhuqing really did turn around to ask.

"This... how many days have I been back..."

Qin Jian was covered in sweat: "I don't know either..."

"Rongrong, how many days have I been back? Do you remember?"

Wasn't this just passing the buck? He decisively kicked it back to her.

It wouldn't be good to offend either side, so you two should just resolve it yourselves...

"Well, I'll go put on my clothes first, you two chat, you two chat..."

Being caught in the middle is uncomfortable, time to slip away...

Ning Rongrong stomped her foot: "Brother Jian! How can you run away after eating and wiping your mouth clean?!"

Qin Jian... froze.

What did I eat? How come I don't know about it...

"Eating and wiping your mouth clean? It seems it wasn't just one day, is that right?"

Zhu Zhuqing slowly pulled on her black dress, covering her undulating body, and then slowly approached Ning Rongrong with little cat-like steps.

"Rongrong, who was it that said we would form a Seven Treasure Spirit Cat combo in the future, to resist Xiao Wu inside and fight the ice and fire duo outside?"

Hearing this, Qin Jian looked on from the side.

"Uh, uh, it was me... hehe... hehe..."

The awkward person had become Ning Rongrong...

"Rongrong, who was it that said we could only deal with those women from the Spirit Hall if we joined forces?"

Zhu Zhuqing stopped in front of Ning Rongrong, but her pretty face was like ice, chillingly terrifying.

Ning Rongrong quietly retreated two steps: "Hehe... it was me... it was me..."

"Who was it that said we sisters are of one heart, to tear Xiao Wu, step on the ice and fire duo, and trample the Spirit Hall?"

Zhu Zhuqing pressed forward another two steps.

Bang.

Ning Rongrong had nowhere left to retreat, her whole body pressed against the door.

"It was me... it was me..."

Aside from this sentence, it was as if she couldn't say anything else.

Zhu Zhuqing stared at her with her pair of little cat eyes, then raised her hand and gently stroked her cheek: "Then tell me, how many days has Qin Jian... been back?"

"Brother Jian he... mm..."

Ning Rongrong suddenly escaped from under her hand and slipped out from in front of her: "Maybe, it should have been... one day."

"One day?"

Zhu Zhuqing turned around and continued walking toward Ning Rongrong: "I don't believe it. If it were one day, you wouldn't be this flustered."

"Brother Jian, Brother Jian, did you only just come back for one day?" Ning Rongrong decisively continued to drag Qin Jian into the water.

"Mm... one day... is that right?"

Qin Jian looked lost: "I was too immersed in my reunion with you, Rongrong; as for time and such, I didn't notice it at all."

Ning Rongrong blinked her eyes, suddenly enlightened: "Yes, yes, yes, Zhuqing, Brother Jian and I were too immersed, we didn't notice the time at all, I don't know if it was one day or half a day either."

"Rongrong, are you treating me like a silly cat?"

Zhu Zhuqing slowly extended her hand, her long nails unsheathed, her fingers rhythmically moving in front of Ning Rongrong, the threat so obvious.

"I want five days," she said, ice-cold.

"Five days?!"

Ning Rongrong narrowed her eyes and instantly stopped retreating: "Don't even think about it, you stinky cat! I don't even have five days, what right do you have to five days?!"

"Then how many days do you have?" Zhu Zhuqing asked with Speed.

"I only have three..."

Ning Rongrong almost blurted it out, but she forced herself to shut her mouth and swallowed the words back, nearly biting her own tongue: "Th-three hours!"

"Who are you trying to fool! It's three days, right?!"

Zhu Zhuqing seemed to be shrouded in black mist: "You actually went behind my back and secretly stayed with him for three days! If I hadn't seen him today, were you planning to keep hiding it from me?!"

At this moment, in the direction facing away from Zhu Zhuqing, Na'er's upper body suddenly emerged from Qin Jian's chest without a sound.

She was seen with silver currents gathering in her hands, turning into a melon shape, and then she took a crunching bite: "That feels good..."

Qin Jian: "......"

Her voice did not make a sound, but was transmitted directly into Qin Jian's mind.

Although this scene was not seen by Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, who was facing this direction, saw it clearly—or perhaps Na'er did it specifically for Ning Rongrong to see—and it immediately made her stomp her feet in anger.

"Stinky cat, Brother Jian is mine! And! It's only a mere three days!"

"Hmph!"

Zhu Zhuqing crossed her arms over her chest: "Very well, then I want three days too."

"What three days?" Ning Rongrong asked.

"Spending three days alone with him," Zhu Zhuqing said indifferently.

"Don't even think about it!"

Ning Rongrong continued to stomp her feet: "Forget three days, I won't even give you three hours!"

"Rongrong, do you really want to hog him all to yourself?"

Zhu Zhuqing continued to rhythmically move her little cat claws.

"Heh, hehe, actually we could just stay with Brother Jian together..."

Ning Rongrong laughed with zero sincerity.

The corners of Zhu Zhuqing's mouth curled up, and she said slowly: "That's fine too, but from now on, I won't be in an alliance with you. I plan to team up with Xiao Wu, and then try to win over Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu, or even someone from the Spirit Hall. Let's see how much of him you can keep for yourself when you're all alone then?"

Ning Rongrong was dumbfounded: "Zhu... Zhuqing, are you, you, you serious?"

She simply couldn't imagine what it would feel like to have Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu all standing on the opposite side; that scene—isolated and helpless, without a single ally, pitiful, earth-shattering, enough to turn the tide...

"So, three days."

Zhu Zhuqing held up three fingers and waved them in front of her eyes.

Ning Rongrong: "......"

(End of this chapter)