Chapter 72: The sword bone comes, Rongrong panics

Zi Ji, who was sitting on the sofa and playing with a grape, suddenly became energetic.

Her deep purple eyes burst into excitement. She lightly licked her purple lips with the tip of her tongue, and her whole body suddenly tensed up from a lazy state.

"Tiled Douluo?"

Zi Ji stood up, spread her slender thighs, and the grape in her hand was instantly crushed.

"Can you leave it to me? I really want to try tearing them apart."

Brigitte on the side shook her head helplessly, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand without even shaking the tea.

With Ye Xishui here, let alone two people at level 95 or 6, even if someone at level 99 comes, they may not be able to get any benefits.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other and continued stuffing snacks into their mouths, without any awareness of impending disaster.

After all, along the way, Su Bai has seen too much of the world, and his mentality has long been developed.

Before Su Bai could say anything, Ning Rongrong, who had just come out of the dressing room and was wearing a black and white lace maid outfit, turned pale.

"It's over, it's over!"

Ning Rongrong was still immersed in the emotions of shame and trying to please Su Bai, but when she heard the description, her whole body was about to explode.

"The sharp sword intent? The sinister aura? Those are Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone!"

Ning Rongrong lowered her head and glanced at her current attire.

The ultra-short tutu skirt didn't even cover her thighs, and there was a large piece of snow-white hollow on her chest, as well as the pair of cat ears on her head that swayed as she trembled, and the huge bow behind her.

If the two grandfathers who love her the most see her like this, they are still doing that for a man...

It is estimated that they will go crazy on the spot, chop Brother Su Bai into pieces at all costs, and then demolish the hotel!

However, Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone can't beat Sister Xishui.

"Brother Bai! What to do!"

Ning Rongrong was so anxious that she stamped her feet on the spot, her eyes instantly turned red. Her pitiful yet seductive look made her throat go dry.

"If I'm like this... If Grandpa Jian and the others see me like this, I'll be ashamed to live! I won't see them! Even if they kill me, I won't!"

"What are you panicking about?"

Su Bai chuckled, stretched out his hand, rolled up a large black and gold robe on the quilt, and covered Ning Rongrong directly.

The robe was wide and thick, completely covering her graceful figure that made people nosebleed, leaving only a delicate little face and a pair of cat ears that had not yet been taken off.

He grabbed Ning Rongrong's slender waist and took a bite on her hot earlobe:

"Be good, after I send these two old guys away, let's come back and continue what we didn't finish just now. Remember, you are not allowed to change out of these clothes."

Ning Rongrong's body softened, and she felt ashamed and angry, but she still nodded obediently:

"Then you...then you promise me not to hurt Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone. They are really good to me."

"Don't worry." Su Bai agreed casually.

Su Bai turned to look at Zi Ji and Bi Ji, and pointed at the newly added square table in the corner of the room:

"You four, don't be idle. I just made a pair of 'mahjong' and passed on the rules to you. You just play here. For this small scene, Xishui and I can go there."

"Huh? You won't let me fight?"

Zi Ji looked disappointed, and her originally high fighting spirit was instantly dampened by half.

"Be obedient, there will be rewards for winning this thing."

Su Bai casually threw a bag of gold soul coins on the table.

"The loser will be responsible for warming the bed."

After settling the women in the house, Su Bai hugged Ning Rongrong, who was wrapped in a rice dumpling, and took Ye Xishui directly towards the stairs leading to the rooftop.

The night wind is biting.

The top rooftop of Qibao Hotel is extremely spacious, and the floor is paved with expensive non-slip stone.

At this time, two figures were suspended in the air, with powerful pressure like two mountains, pressing on the rooftop, and even the surrounding air became extremely viscous.

The man on the left is dressed in white and looks like an unsheathed sword. His sharp eyes are so sharp that they can cut people's skin.

The heart of swordsmanship.

The man on the right is as skinny as a stick, with sunken eye sockets, and a strange black aura lingering around him.

Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

The two of them looked at the three people walking out of the stairs, their eyes instantly locked on Su Bai and the petite figure held in Su Bai's arms.

Although Ning Rongrong was wrapped in a robe, the two old guys recognized that familiar aura.

Especially when she saw Su Bai's hand hugging her little princess so "unbridledly", and her little witch, who had always been lawless, was shrinking in the man's arms like a frightened kitten.

A surge of overwhelming anger instantly surged from the hearts of the two titled Douluo.

"Where are you from, you wild boy? Take your dirty hands away!"

Bone Douluo Gu Rong was the first to attack, his voice as harsh as the friction of bones.

The space behind him was slightly distorted, and a wave of black soul power swept towards Su Bai instantly, with an undisguised sense of oppression.

This was because he was worried about Ning Rongrong being nearby, otherwise this blow would have turned into a fatal bone spur long ago.

Although Sword Dou Luo Chenxin did not speak, the cold sword intent around him increased by three points. The Seven Kills Sword under his feet buzzed slightly, as if he was about to take Su Bai's head in the next second.

"Dirty hands?"

Not only did Su Bai not let go,, but in front of two old men who were nearly two hundred years old together, he pinched the soft waist and raised the corner of his mouth in an extremely unbeatable arc.

"I am intimate with my Rongrong, what does it have to do with you two?"

"Rongrong, tell them who I am."

Ning Rongrong was so nervous that her heart almost jumped out of her throat. She reached out a small hand from her robe, tugged at the corner of Su Bai's clothes, and looked timidly at the two old men in mid-air.

"Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bone...don't be so cruel."

Ning Rongrong's voice trembled, but she still stood firmly on Su Bai's side.

"This is brother Su Bai, he is... my man."

"Boom!"

This sentence is simply more lethal than the strongest soul skills.

Sword Douluo's figure suddenly swayed, and his cold face appeared dull for a moment.

Bone Douluo was so angry that he was shaking all over, and the green fire in his eyes was beating violently.

"What did you say! Your man?"

Bone Douluo roared, his voice full of disbelief and heartache,

"Rong Rong! How old are you? Were you drunk by this kid? Or did he use some magic to control you?"

"I think this guy's oily noodles are not a good thing at first glance!"

Sword Douluo's eyes were cold, and the Seven Kills Sword in his hand was shining with cold light, pointing directly at Su Bai,

"Boy, no matter what methods you use, if you don't give me an explanation today, the top floor of Qibao Hotel will be your burial place!"

"Fengzhi is too embarrassed to do anything, but I don't have that many scruples!"

Faced with the death threats from the two super Douluo, the smile on Su Bai's face did not shrink at all, and even became a little brighter.