Meanwhile.
Ning Rongrong made seductive gasps inside her tent.
She never expected this.
This feeling was completely different from handicrafts.
The person on her body who had said he would not.
Right now, however, was making her more fascinated than anyone else, as she cried out for him to stop, yet Lu Ning did not have the slightest intention of stopping at all, instead maintaining his own rhythm throughout.
It started with her calling the shots, but the ending was not.
"Lu Ning!"
To Ning Rongrong's shouts.
Lu Ning turned a deaf ear.
She gave a completely different feeling from Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing possessed a coldness that was mature on the outside and cloying on the inside.
Ning Rongrong's figure could not compare to Zhu Zhuqing's.
Yet she possessed one key trait.
Tender.
To describe it in more detail, that was pink and tender!
There was also one other point of difference from Zhu Zhuqing.
That was, Ning Rongrong would not give Lu Ning too much of an opportunity.
Once a round ended.
The problem with her body was completely resolved.
She would not let Lu Ning continue any further.
"Get off!"
Lu Ning looked at her action of using her hand to block the hole, shaking his head helplessly; at his age she only allowed him half an hour like this, was this not torturing a person!?
"You really are a... scumbag!"
Ning Rongrong blushed, sticking her neck out and stubbornly saying: "You're the scumbag!"
"The matter has already been resolved."
"What else do you even want!"
"It can't possibly... it can't possibly be doing this kind of thing all night, right?"
Lu Ning looked at her actions and inwardly muttered to himself.
She turned her head away and refused to listen to a single half-sentence.
She pointed outside.
"Alright, hurry up and get out."
"I'll call you again when I need you."
Lu Ning was like a tool that was discarded after being used; he angrily pulled her hand away, gave it a fierce squeeze, and flicked his sleeves as he left.
Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth in anger.
Yet she did not chase after him.
"Bastard!"
She had her own pride.
It was impossible to truly spend the night with Lu Ning.
She was the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and was going to get married in the future; it was impossible to truly indulge herself at a time like this.
Besides.
Ever since she was young, she had heard people in the sect say.
You must not give a man whatever he wants, but keep them on tenterhooks so that they will be able to keep coming to you in the future; if you really let him act unscrupulously, you won't have a chance in the future.
"And..."
"You already have Zhu Zhuqing."
"Me, what should I do?"
Ning Rongrong looked at the lost shougongsha that had fallen from her fair arm, her face filled with worry; how could she explain things to Grandpa Sword and the others when she went back now? Relying on Grandpa Sword and the others' strength, they would definitely see it at a single glance.
I...
Ning Rongrong wiped away the tear drops about to well up, turned her head away, buried her face in the pillow, and closed her eyes again.
Only, that pillow still held Lu Ning's lingering scent.
Making her unable to sleep no matter what.
On the other side.
Lu Ning had just walked out of Ning Rongrong's tent.
When he saw Zhu Zhuqing leaning against the doorway of her own tent.
Looking at him with a face full of smiles.
"How does it feel?"
"Uh." Lu Ning's face showed embarrassment; at this moment, what he feared most was being looked at by Zhu Zhuqing with the gaze of someone catching an adulterer.
Not to mention this fellow even asking about his feelings.
What feelings could he have?
Awesome!
Could he possibly state all the details too?
"Not bad." Lu Ning scratched his head, looking at Zhu Zhuqing as he tentatively spoke: "Shall we continue?"
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Lu Ning.
"I have mysophobia."
"If you want it... at least wash clean first, right?"
Zhu Zhuqing did not resist Lu Ning.
It was just that he had just emerged from another hole, and now wanted to...
She simply had no way to accept it.
At least the intimacy between the two of them at present made her unable to accept it.
Lu Ning could only spread his hands helplessly and change the subject: "You've finished absorbing it? How are the results?"
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's face.
"Very good."
"That soul bone is even more powerful than I imagined."
"And... the amplification to my physique is a bit too terrifying; I'm afraid the soul ring age limit I can absorb will surpass Tang San's."
Lu Ning began to calculate in his heart.
Zhu Zhuqing's physique was originally inferior to Tang San's.
Yet with the addition of the whale rubber and the soul bone.
He didn't dare say too high.
But two thousand years would be completely more than enough, and there was simply no need to worry about the problem of the body being unable to absorb it.
"Then let's start helping you search for a soul beast right now."
"We can reach the Mixed Zone very soon."
"Finding a thousand-year soul beast still isn't difficult."
Lu Ning's hand rested on Zhu Zhuqing's slender waist, and Zhu Zhuqing did not dodge at all, instead leaning closer into Lu Ning's embrace.
Lu Ning laid out his soul skill anew.
And brought Zhu Zhuqing as they vanished into the jungle.
Twilight was about to brighten.
The first ray of sunlight on the horizon directly sprinkled within the Star Dou Great Forest.
Ning Rongrong, who had not slept deeply, walked out of her tent.
Her whole person appeared very refreshed.
She remembered the events of last night vividly.
Her physique had likewise increased to a certain extent.
Gazing at the light screen that had just dissipated in the sky, the entire camp was dead silent; Ning Rongrong's heart felt as if it had been clutched, and panic appeared on her face as she looked all around.
Lu Ning had left!?
Was it because of last night's events that he got angry?
She...
Ning Rongrong felt a trace of regret.
Originally it was she who wanted to ask Lu Ning for help, but after Lu Ning helped she failed to consider Lu Ning's feelings, letting Lu Ning leave in that half-satisfied state.
I... seem to have done something wrong again.
Ning Rongrong paced back and forth within the camp.
Wanting to find the traces of the two of them, she did not want to be abandoned once again; the corners of her eyes welled up with a bit of moisture, and she was frantic with worry.
Suddenly.
Two figures leaped from the forest, resembling agile leopards.
Landing lightly before Ning Rongrong.
When Ning Rongrong saw those two figures, joy suddenly bloomed in her heart, but it was quickly reined in by her, and she resumed her usual haughty demeanor once more.
"You two, where have you been?"
Lu Ning wore a smile.
"Zhu Zhuqing had a temporary breakthrough last night."
"We went over to hunt a soul beast; the soul skill is not bad, just as I imagined."
Zhu Zhuqing poked Lu Ning in the waist with her hand.
Just as you imagined.
You think you have the ability of foresight!
Only, she did not voice it out loud.
Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a surprised face: "Zhu Zhuqing, you've broken through to Level 30!?"
"How could it be so fast?"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, and her crisp voice rang out: "That's right, I've broken through to Level 30."
"It should be the effect of Lu Ning's wine gourd and..."
"My own hard work, I suppose."
Zhu Zhuqing did not mention the matter of the soul bone; after all, a soul bone was far too precious a thing, and even veteran soul masters could not easily speak to companions about soul bones.
Human hearts are unpredictable, and in this world, killing people to harvest bones was hardly rare!
"Clearly it's the same wine gourd, why is my effect..."
Ning Rongrong glared at Lu Ning, snatched the wine gourd from Lu Ning's waist, and poured it heavily into her own mouth; she believed that her talent could not possibly be inferior to Zhu Zhuqing's.
"Let's head back to the academy!"
"I'm going to work hard!"
In the direction of Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang pinched a pouch of gold soul coins.
And casually tossed it in front of Flender, his tone arrogant.
"How is it?"
"I said, my disciple will not be inferior to anyone."
"Funds are completely not a problem for my disciple!"
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