Chapter 244

244. Chapter 244 Ning Rongrong: Brother Qianxunji, Mishi is not fun.

Qianxunji smiled and said:

"What you said is correct; Mishi is where I train, so I want you to help me cultivate."

Ning Rongrong completely didn't understand; after all, she had never heard such tiger-wolf words before, so she curiously asked:

"How can I help you cultivate?"

"Although I don't know, but as long as Qianxunji needs it, Rongrong will surely do my utmost to help Qianxunji cultivate."

"Hehe…hehe!" Qianxunji looked at Ning Rongrong and gave a hehe laugh, then slapped her tender buttocks with a palm, saying:

"I hope you can say it and do it."

Ning Rongrong, fearing Qianxunji might misunderstand her, to prove she would do anything for Qianxunji, hurriedly patted her chest and said:

"Qianxunji, you must believe me, I will definitely do it."

Qianxunji nodded, thinking of Ning Rongrong's appearance later, then looked at her with a sympathetic face and said:

"Rongrong, I hope you can still say it and do it later; of course, if you can't, Qianxunji won't blame you."

"After all, Qianxunji's Steel Body is truly too strong; even a God King's body cannot block my Steel Body, let alone your little Soul Elder."

Ning Rongrong heard it and was somewhat baffled, looking puzzled and said:

"Helping you cultivate, how does it get tied to Steel Body again?"

"Want to know right away?" Qianxunji's sharp eyes stared at Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes and said:

"I want to know, very much." Ning Rongrong hurriedly nodded, as docile as a little cat.

"Alright, then I'll let you know right away!"

Qianxunji said, then scooped up Ning Rongrong and walked toward the Mishi.

Ning Rongrong, held by Qianxunji, felt extremely warm, leaned her head on Qianxunji's chest, lightly sniffed, and felt a tempting scent rush over, making her even more intoxicated.

Soon, Qianxunji, holding Ning Rongrong, arrived at the Mishi's door.

Ning Rongrong looked at the heavy Mishi door, feeling somewhat nervous and anticipatory.

Because she now loves Qianxunji deeply, is very interested in everything about Qianxunji, so she also really wants to see what Qianxunji's Mishi is like.

With Qianxunji's light wave, the Mishi door, weighing 108,000 catties, burst open.

Ning Rongrong looked at this heavy door and secretly thought that without the strength of a Titled Douluo, even if she came to the Mishi door, she probably couldn't open it.

At least, she, a 42nd-rank Soul Elder, sees the Mishi door weighing 108,000 catties as a mountain; even with all her strength she couldn't open it.

After opening the Mishi, Qianxunji held Ning Rongrong and walked inside.

Ning Rongrong, like a curious kitten, had her eyes sparkling as she looked around.

What met the eye was a huge Mishi, as spacious as an underground plaza.

In the center lay a bed, a very large bed, a bed that would not feel crowded even if twenty people lay on it simultaneously.

Looking at this huge bed, Ning Rongrong was full of doubt, what is such a big bed for?

However, when she thought of Bibidong, Gu Yue Na, and Bo Sai Xi, a bold idea suddenly flashed in her mind.

Good heavens, this…

Ning Rongrong continued to survey the surroundings; besides the large bed in the middle, there was a huge table and some stools and chairs.

At the far end, there was a bathroom the size of a room.

In the bathroom, a spot had water continuously flowing out.

Moreover, from the steam inside the bathroom, one could tell this was hot water.

Ah, what is that?

Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing looked toward a spot and her heart jolted.

On one wall hung several whips, collars, chains, and shackles…

Looking at these whips, Ning Rongrong looked at Qianxunji and asked doubtfully:

"Qianxunji, why are there whips and shackles here? Could it be that you once interrogated prisoners in this place?"

"This?" Qianxunji, upon hearing that, happily examined Ning Rongrong's expression and found it not feigned.

It seems Ning Rongrong lacks knowledge in this area, so he tactfully said:

"Rongrong, these whips are indeed for interrogating… prisoners."

Upon hearing that, Ning Rongrong looked at Qianxunji with a pained expression and said concernedly:

"Qianxunji, you really work hard; handling such a huge Spirit Hall by day, and even interrogating prisoners at night, truly you work hard."

"Outsiders only see the glory of the Spirit Hall Pope, but they don't see your hard work; Rongrong truly feels sorry for you."

Qianxunji: "………"

Qianxunji, listening to Ning Rongrong's words, for a moment didn't know what to say.

However, Qianxunji quickly rushed to embrace Ning Rongrong and came to the bedside, placed her sitting on the bed, then looked at her with a fiery gaze.

Ning Rongrong felt Qianxunji's fiery gaze, and also looked at the big bed beneath her buttocks; at this point she still didn't know what Qianxunji intended to do?

Perhaps taking her to admire the Mishi was a pretense; the bridal chamber is the real purpose.

Then Ning Rongrong felt as if sitting on pins and needles, instantly sprang up, warily looked at Qianxunji, and said anxiously:

"Qianxunji, the Mishi tour is over; I should go back to sleep."

Qianxunji slapped the big bed with his big hand and said:

"Rongrong, there's a big bed here where you can rest and sleep; just sleep here tonight."

"Ah?" Ning Rongrong coquettishly exclaimed; her fair face, which had just returned to normal, flushed red again as she stood in place, her long legs tightly pressed together without a gap.

Her fair little hand pinched the corner of her green short skirt, she lowered her head, and shyly whispered:

"Qianxunji, I now finally know why you brought me to the Mishi; it turns out to be…"

Speaking of this, Ning Rongrong's heartbeat sped up, she bashfully couldn't get the words out, and her lovely face grew even redder.

Qianxunji saw Ning Rongrong nervously standing before him, her face flushed red, and felt it had a different charm.

Moreover, this flushed, exceedingly bashful look would surely not be seen again, so he went on teasing as he asked:

"Rongrong, Brother Qianxunji, what are you doing opening the Mishi? Keep talking."

Ning Rongrong, hearing this, clenched her slender scallion-like fingers tighter, stamped her foot, and said:

"Oh dear, Brother Qianxunji, Rongrong really can't get the words out."

Qianxunji looked at Ning Rongrong's appearance, feeling it all the more special, and then said:

"Can't speak?"

"If you can't speak, today you definitely won't be leaving this Mishi."

Of course, Qianxunji still had one thing unsaid—that is, even if you spoke, today you still couldn't leave this Mishi.

"Ah, Brother Qianxunji, you're bullying me!" Ning Rongrong looked at Qianxunji with a wronged expression, but the moment she met his scorching gaze, she instantly lowered her head in bashfulness.

She knew what consequences there would be if she didn't leave the Mishi, so she tightly gripped the hem of her skirt, gathered her courage, and said:

"Brother Qianxunji, well... Rongrong will speak now, you must not make fun of Rongrong."

Qianxunji waved his hand and said:

"Rongrong, rest assured, Brother Qianxunji will absolutely not make fun of you; go ahead and speak."

(End of chapter)