Douluo: As a Healer, Carrying a Sniper Rifle Is Perfectly Reasonable

He sensed something.

He bent down slightly.

He picked up a scrap of paper pinned beneath a piece of marble.

After Dugu Bo finished reading its contents, a flicker of green ghostfire suddenly rose in his hand.

It burned the little note to ashes.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Dugu Bo's mouth.

He murmured softly, "Luo Hao really is a genius."

"I need to find a chance to have Yan Yan stay by his side. Best if they make it a done deal."

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Sword Douluo, along with Ning Rongrong, rushed back overnight.

For some reason, Luo Hao, who was being carried along, suddenly shuddered.

"Damn it, which old bastard is talking about me?" Luo Hao muttered.

"Luo Hao! No swearing!"

Ning Rongrong reached out and lightly tugged his ear.

"Hiss—"

"Alright, alright, I won't say it again. I was wrong."

Luo Hao was helpless.

Since he was currently being carried in Sword Douluo's hand, he no longer had to endure the fierce wind.

Seems this Old Man Jian has a bit of a conscience. I'll go easier on him when I beat him up in the future, Luo Hao muttered inwardly.

Still, his status in Sword Douluo's heart

was nowhere near Ning Rongrong's.

Sword Douluo carried Ning Rongrong in his arms.

As for Luo Hao, he was simply being held by the collar.

"Damn it."

The next day.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"You big sleepyhead!"

"Time to get up!"

Early in the morning, Ning Rongrong's crisp, oriole-like voice

rang out once more outside Luo Hao's door.

"Mm, what is it?"

"Don't tell me you're making me cultivate?"

Luo Hao grumbled to himself.

He got up and changed into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's attire

before finally opening the door.

As far as he knew, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect held morning training every day.

However, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not an academy, so it was not mandatory.

Morning training and group cultivation

were all voluntary activities within the sect.

"What is it, so early in the morning?"

Luo Hao rubbed his bleary eyes and muttered.

"Hehe, my dad wants to see you. Come with me, quick~" Ning Rongrong said with a grin.

"Huh?"

"Why does the Sect Master want to see me?"

"Didn't we just meet yesterday??"

Luo Hao looked utterly bewildered.

He had no idea why Ning Fengzhi wanted to see him.

Could it be that I performed too brilliantly, and the old Sect Master wants to take me on as his son-in-law? Luo Hao's eyes widened.

Ning Rongrong froze for a moment.

Then her pretty face flushed bright red.

"!!!"

"What are you even thinking!!"

Ning Rongrong puffed up in anger.

Her little hand shot out like lightning.

Accurately pinching the soft flesh at Luo Hao's waist.

She gave it a fierce squeeze.

But the familiar sound of Luo Hao sucking in a breath never came.

Instead, she felt a large, warm hand.

Grasp her little hand.

And remove it from Luo Hao's waist.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around."

"It doesn't hurt at all, actually."

Luo Hao stopped pretending this time.

There was no point in faking a sharp breath every time.

Ning Rongrong was stunned at first.

Only then did she remember Luo Hao's terrifying physique.

Which made her even angrier.

So this guy had been pretending to be pitiful all along!

And he had fooled her for so long!!

"Ahhh!!!"

"You big liar!!"

"I'll bite you to death!!!"

Ning Rongrong could no longer hold herself back.

She opened her little mouth.

And bit down hard on Luo Hao's arm.

"Hey, don't—"

"Hiss—"

"You big liar, you're trying to fool me again!!"

Hearing Luo Hao suck in a breath.

Ning Rongrong showed no mercy.

And bit down even harder.

""

"Are you done yet?"

"I was wrong."

"Miss Rongrong, please be magnanimous and spare me."

Luo Hao begged.

This time, it really hurt.

The instant Ning Rongrong bit down.

He had already dropped all the defenses in his body.

Because he was genuinely afraid that his skin was too tough and would break Ning Rongrong's teeth. That would truly be the end of him.

"Mm."

Ning Rongrong bit down for a while.

Most of her anger had dissipated.

But she suddenly tasted rust in her mouth.

Ning Rongrong's heart jolted.

She hurriedly released her bite.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Luo Hao's arm.

A small bite mark had been left on it.

The teeth marks had already turned dark purple.

Around the mark, the impressions left by her four little canine teeth were the clearest.

The lower two canine marks had even seeped with a little blood.

Ning Rongrong was stunned by the sight.

"You..."

"Hehe, not mad anymore now, are you~"

Luo Hao chuckled as he withdrew his arm, grinning.

"Y-you... why didn't you defend yourself?" Ning Rongrong asked softly, her eyes wide and her little mouth slightly open.

"Hehe, wasn't I afraid you'd get hurt~"