Douluo's Summoner

Returning to the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong dove into his bedroom.

He took off his clothes and entered the bathroom.Bibi Dong washed it inside and out.Especially my lips, I rubbed them for a long time and almost broke the skin.After washing, she put on a bath towel and walked out of the bathroom.Putting on brand new clothes, the one she just wore was directly destroyed by her.

Sitting on the sofa, Bibi Dong poured a glass of wine and took a sip.

"Boom! Boom!" There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Bibi Dong said coldly.

Hu Liena walked in holding some information.Looking at Bibi Dong with a bad expression.Hu Liena opened her mouth, but she didn't dare to speak.I just put down the information and quit.

Bibi Dong held the wine glass, stretched out her left hand, and flipped through it casually.The top piece of information is about the Death Cult.It records in detail the current strength of the Death Cult, as well as the distribution of believers.

"Tens of millions of believers?" Bibi Dong frowned.She remembered that the last time she looked at the information about the Death Cult, it seemed that the Death Cult didn't have so many followers. How long had it been?Has the strength expanded so much?

After taking a sip of wine, she put down her glass and picked up the Death Cult's information.Quick flip.

According to the information, there are currently eleven titles that the Death Cult can determine.If it's not certain, it says "unknown" directly above.However, Hu Liena’s suggestion is that the Death Cult probably still has hidden power.Or, the God of Death will continue to create bans.Yes, it says exactly what is made!

Nowadays, it is no secret that the Death Cult can improve the strength of soul masters.In the information, Hu Liena said that the only titles in the Death Cult were Chen Xin and Gu Rong.It was probably spawned by Death.Since it can give birth to these things now, it can naturally give birth to them again.

Further down, the strength of the three major knight groups was also clearly investigated by Wuhun Palace.

Looking at the current strength of the Death Cult.A flash of thought flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.Put down the information in your hand casually.Pick up the wine glass and drink it all in one gulp.A blush flashed across his face, and he smiled foolishly, "In that case, why not, let me help you!"

"Come here!" a voice shouted.

"Your Majesty!" Hu Liena opened the door and walked in.

"Go ahead and tell me, at the conference, I want the Death Cult to become one of the new top three sects!" Bibi Dong said calmly.

"Yes!" Hu Liena saluted and slowly withdrew.

"Top three sects!" Bibi Dong sneered, poured another glass of wine, and took a sip.

Turning her head and looking at the scenery outside the window, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with confusion. She was drunk!

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Mu Qing violently extracted the soul power from the outside world to promote his own cultivation.As if a certain barrier was burst, Mu Qing's strength finally broke through to level 92.Opening his eyes, he let out a sigh of relief.Laughed.

Turning his head, Mu Qing looked out the window. With a move of his right hand, a bottle of fruit wine appeared in his hand. With a move of his fingers, the cork opened automatically.He put the bottle to his lips and took a long drink.

"Aqing!"

Turning his head, Zhu Zhuqing walked in without knowing when.

"what's up?"

"You have been busy practicing and improving everyone's strength for so long, right?" Zhu Zhuqing said with a smile.

"Is it something?" Mu Qing was confused.

"Should I go to Rongrong's room?" Zhu Zhuqing rolled his eyes.

Mu Qing raised his eyebrows and put away the fruit wine.With his hands clasped together, Zhu Zhuqing's body fell into his arms unnaturally.He smiled and said, "Let me help you first!" After that, he lowered his head.

Soon, the clarity disappeared in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.Raising her hands, she hugged Mu Qing's neck forcefully.

Time passes slowly.Soon, the sun set.

Struggling to get up.Mu Qing looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was still sleeping soundly.Cover her with quilt.Had a bath.Opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.

In the hall, Ning Rongrong was already sitting at the dining table and starting to eat.

See Mu Qing coming over.A smile flashed across his face.He quickly stood up and helped Mu Qingsheng serve the food!

There was a softness in his eyes.Mu Qing looked at the busy Ning Rongrong and suddenly felt regretful.However, the next moment, he wiped away this emotion.At the beginning, if he didn't take action, his thoughts would not be clear.Now, now that we have reached this point, there is no need to regret it!

After taking the rice from Ning Rongrong, Mu Qing picked up the chopsticks.He said calmly, "Why are you alone? Where are Sword Douluo and the others?"

Ning Rongrong's face turned slightly red and she said softly, "Grandpa Jian and the others have already finished eating and have gone back to rest. I'm waiting for you!"

Mu Qing's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly and nodded.He picked up a piece of vegetables and started eating.

Ning Rongrong tilted her head and watched Mu Qing eat.His eyes became softer.

After dinner.The two got up and went back to the bedroom.

Not long after the two left, Mu Chun and Mu Xia came over.Start cleaning up the mess.

The next day, the sun slowly jumped above the horizon.Mu Qing opened his eyes, looked at the roof, and fell into deep thought.In his arms, Ning Rongrong was still sleeping on his chest.

Touching her shoulder.A hint of surprise suddenly flashed in Mu Qing's eyes.He turned his head and looked at the Book of Souls on the table beside the bed.His expression became a little complicated!

Because, Ning Fengzhi's soul has woken up!After thinking about it, a thought came to me!The corners of Mu Qing's mouth were slightly raised.

pain!The pain is as deep as the bone marrow!

In the underworld, a group of souls suddenly moved, and energy from the outside began to pour in. The soul stretched and deformed, and gradually transformed into Ning Fengzhi's appearance.He clutched his chest, curled up, and breathed heavily.Eyes opened suddenly.There was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Am I not? Am I dead?" Ning Fengzhi murmured in a low voice!

Struggling to stand up straight, Ning Fengzhi looked around and suddenly found that he was lying on the bed in his bedroom in the Qibao Glazed Sect.

He frowned, how could that be possible?He clearly remembers that the Qibao Glazed Sect was attacked?Did you win?Ning Fengzhi walked to the door and opened it. In an instant, the gray sky appeared in front of him.

"Sect Master!" In front of the door, two people from the Qibao Glazed Sect were looking at him with surprise on their faces.

"The sect master is awake!"

Following this shout, the Qibao Glazed Sect instantly became furious.Ning Fengzhi frowned and stepped out of the room.Soon, everyone from the Qibao Glazed Sect arrived in the square.In addition to Ning Rongrong, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong.

However, what no one knew was that just outside the gray sky, Ah Yin was touching his chin and curiously looking at everything about the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Ning Fengzhi looked around the entire square, frowned, and whispered, "Where's Rongrong? Where's Uncle Jian? Where's Uncle Bone?"

Everyone looked at each other.After a long time, one of the two guards who had been guarding his door said, "Sect Master, it seems that we are all dead!"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

"Dead?" Suddenly, a hint of joy flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.He turned his head suddenly, looked at the guard who spoke, and said, "In other words, Rongrong and the others are not dead? Right?"

"No! I don't know!"