Two Deities Drop Their Gear, Dai Mubai: Who Exactly Are You?

"I understand." Zhu Zhuqing gave a bitter smile. She could only choose to know nothing, taking small sips of tea that tasted like wax.

"Little Witch, how are you?"

Xue Nianbing asked again.

"Xue Nianbing, I feel a little tired. I want to sleep for a while..." Ning Rongrong looked at Xue Nianbing, pondered for a moment, then pursed her lips. "Using your body."

As she said this, her face was flushed red, yet she forced herself to look at Xue Nianbing despite her embarrassment.

"Hehe."

Xue Nianbing chuckled, stepped forward, and casually gathered Ning Rongrong back into his arms, letting her lie against his chest.

Moreover, he casually laid down a layer of power that cut off Ning Rongrong's senses from the outside world, leaving only her sense of touch so she could rest quietly.

After mentally tormenting her, he did not mind giving her a little sweetness at the right time.

Even if she was a maid, she was still his maid.

Put more simply, she was his woman.

"I'll handle the rest."

Xue Nianbing smiled. With Ning Rongrong held in one arm, he snapped the fingers of his other hand.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun's corpses melted away at a visible speed, turning into countless particles of light and gradually vanishing.

Afterward, several balls of light remained where they had been.

These were the Divine Armor, Storage Rings, Godhoods, and other items left behind by Ma Hongjun and Oscar.

Besides those, there was also a special container.

Xue Nianbing was slightly surprised. With a beckoning gesture, those items fell into his hand.

He subconsciously examined the special container before him.

"A soul?"

Xue Nianbing saw what was inside. It was the soul of a human woman, though it was extremely illusory and looked as though it could disappear