Lying in the Ice Coffin and playing dead, Ye Xingchen heard those words, and his eyelids could not help twitching slightly!
What?
Have Ning Rongrong kiss him?
Was this some kind of joke?
Was this a scene where Snow White woke the prince?
When Ning Rongrong, the mischievous Little Demoness who usually gave everyone headaches, heard her father's instructions.
She froze in place, something exceedingly rare for her, and a blush appeared on her fair, stunning face.
Her father had cherished and protected her throughout her childhood, and she had always obeyed his every instruction.
Yet this time alone, Ning Rongrong actually felt somewhat reluctant!
Looking at the Immortal's body lying before her in the Ice Coffin, she could not help knitting her delicate brows and asking:
"Father, you're asking me to do all this?"
"What for?"
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's expression softened a little.
Looking at his adorable daughter, he stroked her hair and said with a smile:
"For your mother. This was something she instructed me to do..."
Mother...
Hearing that somewhat unfamiliar word, Ning Rongrong's eyes could not help reddening slightly.
She knew how important her mother was to her father, and she knew even better how special her mother was to her.
She nodded, then said with a soft laugh:
"I understand..."
With those words, Ning Rongrong tried taking a step, slowly approaching the Ice Coffin.
The closer she came, the redder her cheeks grew, as enticing as a scarlet fruit.
Looking at the Immortal lying in the Ice Coffin, who was not much different from her in age, she could not help murmuring softly:
"Fine... whoever you are..."
Ye Xingchen's expression remained utterly placid as he lay in the Ice Coffin, but his mind was in turmoil.
He could sense that orchid fragrance drawing closer.
And as that warm breath washed over his face, he felt his defenses about to crumble!
Although he was somewhere unknown right now, and might look like nothing more than a corpse to others!
Ye Xingchen knew perfectly well that he was alive!
How could he let someone else defile his pure body?
And so, as Ning Rongrong brought her face close, Ye Xingchen opened his eyes!
When he saw that the girl before him, with her eyes tightly closed, stunning features, and glossy black hair, was Ning Rongrong.
Ye Xingchen was stunned!
This place was very likely the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
And those men he had glimpsed earlier were very likely Ning Fengzhi and the others!
Titled Douluo powerhouses!
Swallowing, Ye Xingchen froze for a moment. Looking at the face drawing closer, he grew a little flustered!
Just then, the system chimed:
"Ding! Perfect Douluo System quests activated!" "Quest one: refuse to kiss Ning Rongrong. Reward: Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass!" "Quest two: accept a kiss with Ning Rongrong. Reward: Heaven Shading Method!"
Hearing the system's quest notifications, Ye Xingchen could not help freezing!
I have to choose the second one!
Everyone knew that aside from people like Tang San, who possessed a protagonist's halo, anyone else cultivating a Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass was a joke!
Although he was also a transmigrator, could Blue Silver Grass possibly be as appealing as the Heaven Shading Method?
"Ding! Quest two selected. Host, please complete the quest as soon as possible!"
Swallowing repeatedly, Ye Xingchen steeled himself. For the sake of the system's quest, he could only sacrifice himself!
Looking at Ning Rongrong drawing closer before him, he obligingly leaned toward her.
"Mmm..."
As a soft moan rang out, Ning Fengzhi, standing watch nearby, froze briefly, then noticed something was amiss with his daughter.
Just as he was about to go over and see what had happened, Ning Rongrong abruptly lifted her head, her pretty face flushed.
She ran back, utterly embarrassed and a little flustered, pointing at the Ice Coffin as she said:
"Father... he bit my... lips..."
"And even stuck out... his tongue..."
Hearing this, wild joy appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face!
He glanced toward the Ice Coffin and exclaimed excitedly:
"It worked..."
Standing behind him, Chen Xin and Gu Rong felt somewhat bewildered by those words.
Glancing toward the Ice Coffin, they were instantly astonished beyond belief and instinctively summoned their Martial Souls, taking protective positions on either side of Ning Rongrong!
The Immortal inside the Ice Coffin had already sat bolt upright.
On his handsome face, a pair of eyes that seemed to hold a sea of stars were looking at them!
"Ahem... what happened...?"
Pretending not to know what had happened, Ye Xingchen coughed twice, then glanced around and asked calmly.
With the mist from the Ice Coffin complementing his every movement, he looked like an Immortal descending to the mortal world!
Standing nearby, Ning Fengzhi furrowed his brows. He looked at Ye Xingchen, then cupped his hands and said:
"I am Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. My respects, my lord!"
Ning Fengzhi?
My lord?
Utterly bewildered, Ye Xingchen froze briefly. Seeing Ning Fengzhi actually address him as "my lord," he could not understand why.
System, what's going on?
Did you arrange a hidden identity for me?
As the seconds ticked by without an answer from the system, Ye Xingchen grew somewhat awkward.
He looked at Ning Fengzhi standing nearby, then asked:
"The past has already dissolved into clouds and smoke. Don't call me 'my lord' anymore..."
"Call me Xingchen. In this lifetime..."
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi, standing to one side, could not help freezing briefly.
According to his wife, this being had an immensely significant background that could not be revealed, and would be of tremendous help to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Furthermore, only this lord knew the supreme secret method that could bring her back to life!
Looking at Ye Xingchen sitting quietly in the coffin like an Immortal, he turned and said:
"Everyone, withdraw for now!"
Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and Ning Rongrong found this somewhat strange.
Bound by his order, they withdrew.
Once everyone had left, the somewhat flustered Ye Xingchen swallowed.
He deliberately sent everyone away. Ning Fengzhi isn't going to do something, is he?
Just as he sat upright in the coffin, distracted by his thoughts, Ning Fengzhi took two small steps back and said:
"My lord, it was entirely my fault for waking you so hastily. I learned of your existence through a prophecy left behind by my late wife!"
"For this, I, Ning Fengzhi, ask for nothing else. I only wish to ask whether you can bring my late wife back to life, my lord?"
His late wife?
Ning Fengzhi's wife?
Outwardly calm but inwardly panicking like an old dog, Ye Xingchen froze for a moment.
Hearing Ning Fengzhi's question, he gained some understanding of why he had appeared in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. After all, he had been in the Demon Forest before!
He also roughly understood that Ning Fengzhi had very likely believed his mysterious wife's prophecy, which was why he had found him and believed he possessed a method of resurrection!
But what puzzled Ye Xingchen was just who Ning Fengzhi's wife actually was.
In the original story, she had been an extremely mysterious figure who had scarcely appeared at all!
Yet now she had managed to draw even him, a transmigrator, into her calculations!
This made Ye Xingchen's scalp prickle a little. After all, this was a world where the strong reigned supreme, and the weak had only death awaiting them.
He shook his head slightly, thinking that the identity of Ning Fengzhi's mysterious wife was something he would have to get to the bottom of next!
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