Douluo's strongest full-time assistant

Drinking afternoon tea, watching Ning Rongrong clean the yard and clean the room, Duan Yufan was so comfortable.

On the contrary, Ning Rongrong was sweating profusely, her back was sore and her back ached, but she didn't have any complaints, Duan Yufan did whatever she wanted.

Ning Rongrong was busy until two o'clock in the afternoon. Although she was out of breath, she still stood quietly in front of Duan Yufan.

Duan Yufan smiled slightly, "Are you tired? It's the first time I've had this kind of experience. How does it feel? Do you want to keep going?"

"Tired, but I will work hard." Ning Rongrong still answered firmly.

"Well, that's good. Keep it up. For the first time, I'm very satisfied. I'll leave it to you to clean the canteen in the evening."

"Let's go, let's see your grandpa Jian. If I can't hold on anymore, I will lose your labor force." Duan Yufan stood up and said.

He took Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong to the guest room where Sword Douluo was.

"The first soul skill, pray for healing." Duan Yufan was eroded by Sword Douluo's wound again, and temporarily suppressed the erosion of the savior's origin.

"When will you be able to completely cure my Grandpa Jian once and for all." Ning Rongrong saw that Duan Yufan's treatment was effective, and today's grievances were swept away, and then he couldn't help asking Duan Yufan.

"Don't worry, your father is also in Wuhun City. Whenever he speaks, I will cure your Grandpa Jian."

"So during this period, I will be your maid. Maybe if I am in a good mood, I will cure your Grandpa Jian without your father having to ask." Duan Yufan took back the martial spirit in his hand and told Ning Rongrong.

"I know, but don't make it difficult for my father. Just come to me if you have anything to do. I'm willing to do anything, including serving the bed. I just hope you can keep your promise and heal Grandpa Jian. It doesn't matter if you don't have soul power. As long as you are safe and sound and live well." Ning Rongrong pleaded with a slight bow.

"Well, I will consider it if necessary."

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, Nana, it hurts."

"What did you say, do you want me to tell the teacher."

Hu Liena pinched Duan Yufan's ear very quickly.

"It's nothing, it hurts."

"Go, go see the teacher."

Before Hu Liena let go, she pinched her ears and walked out. Then she walked out of the room, leaving Ning Rongrong alone to look at Sword Douluo.

Ning Rongrong looked at the backs of Duan Yufan and Hu Liena with some envy, and then took care of Jian Douluo.

After walking out of the room, Hu Liena let go of Duan Yufan's ears.

"Xiaofan, does it hurt? You are really embarrassing a little girl and asking her to clean for several hours, but you are really serious about it, even saying that you are sleeping with me." Hu Liena said while saying Blowing in Duan Yufan's ears, he said with some admiration for Ning Rongrong.

"It's really good. It's different from my impression. If you can join the Spirit Hall, it will be a great strength. In two days, Ning Fengzhi will definitely speak up."

"However, that's not important. What's important is that you dare to pinch your husband's ears, are you going to rebel?" Duan Yufan reached out and hugged Hu Liena's small waist, and then slapped Hu Liena's elastic butt hard.

"Ah, I was wrong. I'm acting with you. Seeing her desperate face makes me uncomfortable." Hu Liena said resolutely.

"Okay, let's go, see the teacher." Duan Yufan and Hu Liena held hands and walked towards the Pope's Palace.

In a restaurant in Wuhun City, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo were having lunch, there were people coming and going in the restaurant, and the business was booming.

"Uncle Bone, Rongrong and Uncle Jian have all been in the Spirit Hall for more than a day, there is nothing wrong with it, will they be made things difficult by the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, doing this and that?" Ning Fengzhi put down the chopsticks in his hand , said with some concern about Ning Rongrong.

"It can't be helped. If you ask others, you will definitely suffer, but I think the Holy Son of Wuhundian will not go too far. After all, Rongrong is always a 14-year-old girl, and her strength is not enough. Strong." Bone Douluo was quite open-minded, so Ning Fengzhi didn't have to worry.

"Hey, Uncle Gu, why don't we go back to the Zongmen, we decided to join the Wuhun Palace without authorization, and it will make other people in the Zongmen feel cold." Ning Fengzhi was a little shaken in his heart, and said compromisingly.

"No hurry, I'm waiting for two days, let's take a stroll around Wuhun City first, I found that the civilians in Wuhun City feel inexplicably at ease, and there are much fewer open and secret fights than in Tiandou City." Bone Douluo unexpectedly returned to Ning Fengzhi, letting Ning Fengzhi's unexpected words.

"Why don't I know?" Ning Fengzhi was a little curious, why did Bone Douluo say that.

"How do you know that you are absent-minded all day long, because of the matter of the old sword man, it is difficult for you to fall into a dilemma, so I think you need to play in Wuhun City, maybe it will give you a lot of senses, so that you It won't be that difficult to make a decision." As expected of an elder, Bone Douluo would remind Ning Fengzhi when it was critical, because Bone Douluo found that Ning Fengzhi had fallen into confusion.

Actually, Bone Douluo didn't hate Spirit Hall that much. He was originally an orphan, so when Bone Douluo was seven years old, his spirit was also awakened in the Hall of Spirits. With the help of his father, he broke through to the Title Douluo level, so he joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and became an elder of the sect.

You must know that in the original book, when Bone Douluo met Tang San for the first time, Tang San's talent was exposed. Bone Douluo proposed to Ning Fengzhi to kill Tang San. Should have died in the hands of Bone Douluo.

"Uncle Gu, is it?" Ning Fengzhi was a little puzzled.

"Let's realize it slowly." Bone Douluo nodded his head, and said in a comprehensible manner.

Two days passed quickly, and Ning Rongrong learned quickly, getting up early and staying late, cooking breakfast, lunch, dinner, cleaning, as long as Duan Yufan asked her to do it, Ning Rongrong would do it without hesitation.

After a few days, Ning Rongrong realized that it is not easy for ordinary people. This unprecedented experience actually made Ning Rongrong's state of mind grow a lot, and his thinking also matured a lot. After Jian Douluo's accident, he changed quickly. Mature and steady.

My impression of Wuhun Hall was also much better. I saw a lot of guard soldiers. Everyone respected Wuhun Hall and Pope Hall, Bibi Dong, Duan Yufan, Hu Liena, etc. from the bottom of their hearts.

Even when the shift came, some soldiers were still reluctant to let go, making Ning Rongrong wonder what kind of magic power the Spirit Hall had, so that they could be deeply attracted.

And Ning Fengzhi, who had been in Wuhun City for almost three days, finally understood what Bone Douluo meant.

Ning Fengzhi discovered that the civilians in Wuhun City were different from those in Tiandou City.

谷泒

After the civilians in Tiandou City entered the city, they were a little cautious, submissive for fear of offending others, while the civilians in Wuhun City were very leisurely, whenever patrolling soldiers passed by, they would greet each other inwardly, but He is not humble, and when passing the square of Wuhun Temple, he will bow to the seraphim, and when passing the gate of Wuhun Temple, he will also worship in the direction of the Pope's Hall.

Especially at night, some residents of Wuhun City did not close their doors at night, and they still opened their doors until the next day.

"Uncle Bone, is this Wuhun City? The civilians and the soldiers of Wuhun Palace enjoy each other happily. Every seven days, they will worship the statue of the seraphim in the square of Wuhun Palace, and it is organized by the civilians themselves. Wuhun Palace does not Forced, it's horrible."

"It's not like Tiandou City, which fights openly and secretly. When civilians enter the city, they are cautious, for fear of offending others and causing disaster." Ning Fengzhi has traveled more than half of Wuhun City in the past few days, and saw a completely different scene from Tiandou City. .

"It's really scary. The cohesiveness of the Wuhun Palace is too strong, and it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Have you noticed that people living in Wuhun City are full of satisfaction. Although they are busy, they do things with a smile. They are not in a hurry." Bone Douluo has a different perception.

"Could it be that the empire's system is really wrong? Nobles are domineering and reckless, and you can even see slaves being auctioned openly in the auction house. Although the Tiandou Empire explicitly prohibits the slave trade, there are always slaves every day. , Maybe our position is indeed wrong." Ning Fengzhi sighed, wondering whether his investment of more than ten years was wrong from the beginning.

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In order to make up for the word count, the next paragraph is a manuscript I saved for other books a long time ago. I sent it out to make up the word count. I will revise it as soon as twelve o'clock passes. I hope you don't mind. It can also be regarded as the first two chapters of the next book. Content, I have been too busy these two days, working overtime every day.

Wow, I'm sorry for everyone's follow-up reading and your high expectations, but I can't update it stably.

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"Did I die and come to the underworld where ghosts and gods exist?" Kuangxue was unsure.

"King, 4625 couldn't bear it and died, but the child was born safely. What to do now!" The Killing Messenger said to the King of Killing as he watched Kuangxue being born.

"Take it back first, and release it in the inner city after a year, so that you can keep it safe!" the Slaughter King said immediately.

"Wait! This child is mine."

At this time, a figure walked out of the darkness. A woman about 1.8 meters tall, with lavender slightly curly long hair, almost perfect appearance, fair skin, wearing lavender clothes, with a body proportion that was smaller than that of the Killing Messenger The maid is fine.

"Messenger of Death!" The King of Slaughter said unexpectedly, obviously seeing and knowing this woman clearly.

The Death Messenger has been in the killing city for about a year. Every time he appears, he is accompanied by death. In the past year, the Death Messenger has killed no less than a thousand people, making the people in the inner city terrified.

He has won 49 games in a row in the Hell Arena, and currently maintains the highest winning streak record in the Hell Arena. Originally, the Death Messenger was blocked by several fallen people nearby. After the Death Messenger counterattacked and killed him, and the fact that he had just finished fighting in the Hell Arena, murderous intent entered his body. and bloody erosion.

But hearing the cry of the child's birth awakened the Death Messenger, and managed to maintain his mind in time, so he came to 4625 to give birth, and happened to hear the words of the King of Slaughter and stopped him.

"Death Messenger, are you sure you want to stop him? If something happens to the child, do you know the consequences?" the King of Slaughter said calmly.

"It turns out he is the King of Slaughter, so you don't have to worry about me anymore." The Death Messenger did not show any fear to the master of the Slaughter City.

"Haha! This is my test subject. If I know that you killed this baby, I will throw you into a pool of blood. Don't think that you are arrogant because you have some strength. This is the capital of killing and I am the master." Wang explained calmly.

"Let's go!" The King of Slaughter left with the messenger maid, acquiescing to the messenger of death.

"Yes! King." The killing messenger didn't say anything and followed him back to the castle.

The Death Messenger waited for the King of Slaughter to leave, and then looked at the child. There was no obstruction. Her skin was light red, and her eyes were actually blood red. He was looking at her quietly.

The Death Messenger took out a piece of his own clothes and wrapped the child. As soon as it touched the baby's skin, the Death Messenger was shocked and looked at the baby in surprise.

Because she found that the blood and murderous aura in her body was slowly absorbed by the baby, filling her with a long-lost comfortable feeling. Ever since she entered the killing city, she had been tortured by the erosion of blood and murderous aura into her body every day.

"Interesting baby, you will be my adopted son from now on. My name is Bibi Dong. Seeing that you are covered in blood, you will be called Bibi Blood from now on!" A faint smile appeared on the cold face of the Death Messenger, and he called out his Name, and helped Kuangxue rename it Bibixue.

After Bibi Dong finished speaking, she returned to her residence with Kuangxue in her arms.

"Bibi Dong". . . . . .

"She said his name is Bibi Dong! I seem to have heard this somewhere! It shouldn't be in Arad Continent! Bibi Dong, the King of Slaughter, the Capital of Slaughter, eh! Douluo Continent!" Kuangxue was in Bibi Dong's arms. I was thinking to myself along the way, and then I was shocked and I remembered it immediately.

"It turned out to be Douluo Continent, and it seems that Bibi Dong adopted him as his adopted son. If Bibi Dong is in the killing city now, he should be in his twenties!" Kuangxue didn't know what time period it was.

Moreover, Kuangxue was not familiar with Douluo Continent. He only watched Douluo Continent anime and played games while playing Dungeons and Warriors. He only knew a few of the more profound characters.

In addition to being in Arad Continent for nearly 30 years, I have almost forgotten the plot of Douluo Continent.

"King, can you safely hand over the baby to the Death Messenger like this? You know, King, you have been looking forward to the birth of this baby for half a year." The Killing Messenger said softly behind the King of Killing.

"Don't worry! I observed this baby. Just after birth, it can slowly absorb the blood and murderous spirit of this killing city. I don't know what will happen in the future. You secretly keep an eye on the messenger of death." What kind of existence is the King of Slaughter? , the baby's peripheral changes were felt by the Killing King.

"What! There is such a thing. I don't know if it will grow a mind or become a puppet with murderous intent. Don't worry! King! I will secretly keep an eye on the Death Messenger." The Killing Messenger immediately responded to the King of Killing's words.

Bibi Dong carried Kuangxue along the way to her residence. The more she could feel the eroded murderous aura and Bloody Mary in her body slowly disappearing bit by bit.

Bibi Dong returned to her residence, washed the blood-crazed baby's body with water, and then put it on the bed.

"What a strange baby. As expected of a baby born in blood, he also has blood-red eyes, sparse silver-white hair, and blood-red skin. It's bloody, bloody! It really suits your current appearance." Bibi Dong put the crazy blood on herself whispered softly on the bed.

"Bibixue, live again, new identity, I accept the name Bibixue! But I'm so hungry!" Kuangxue, no!Now Bibi Xue is starting to get hungry, after all, he is a newborn baby.

So Bibi Xue started crying and told Bibi Dong that she was hungry.

The baby's high-pitched cry filled the room and the hallway outside.

"Why are you crying? Could it be that you are hungry? Stop crying. Mom will find breast milk for you." Bibi Dong coaxed Bibi Xue, already calling herself mother in front of her adopted son.