Douluo: Madam Ning is also cheating on her husband today

After Luo Yunwei finished exchanging the things, she put her arms around Ning Fengzhi's neck and said, "I will give you a gift when I return to the yard!"

"Huh?" Ning Fengzhi was slightly surprised, but nodded with a gentle smile: "I didn't expect Weiwei to have prepared a gift for me, so I didn't plan to return the gift!"

"Just give me the gift yourself!" Luo Yunwei teased.

Ning Fengzhi became even more energetic after hearing this, and soon the two of them arrived at the entrance of the sect master's courtyard, which had been renovated and decorated with wedding decorations.

Ning Fengzhi put Luo Yunwei down, stretched out his hand and intertwined her fingers: "Weiwei, open the door with me."

Luo Yunwei nodded, and the two of them pushed open the door of the sect master's courtyard, one on the left and the other on the right. Luo Yunwei was shocked by everything inside.

Luo Yunwei had naturally been to Ning Fengzhi's yard before. The patio of Ning Fengzhi's yard was originally filled with rare orchids, uniquely colored colorful leaves and other elegant flowers.

But now these flowers have been replaced by colorful roses. The garden is full of rose fragrance. Now is not the flowering period of roses. These flowers should be produced by some means, which shows their intentions. If this is not a gift, then it is not. Too greedy.

The two smiled at each other and walked in the door.

No one would disturb Ning Fengzhi and Luo Yunwei on their wedding night. The two closed the courtyard door. They were not in a hurry to enter the bridal chamber. Instead, they sat on the stone chairs in the courtyard and felt the roses around them. aroma.

"No! The gift I promised you." Luo Yunwei took out the book "Elementary Soul Guidance Device Technology" that she had just redeemed. She didn't have time to receive this technology yet, but since she had promised Ning Fengzhi to give him a gift , it’s better to give it to him first.

Ning Fengzhi saw the book handed over by Luo Yunwei. Although he hadn't read the content yet, he had already asked: "What exclusive secret technique is Weiwei planning to give me?"

Luo Yunwei blinked: "Don't you know it after seeing it?"

Ning Fengzhi opened the book. He briefly glanced at the table of contents, and his face instantly became serious: "Soul guidance device production?"

Luo Yunwei did not respond, but raised her hand and pressed down the book: "As long as you know what it is! I'll confiscate it first, otherwise you will definitely have to study this all night on our wedding night!"

Ning Fengzhi came to his senses, raised his hand and scratched the tip of Luo Yunwei's nose: "Greedy!"

"Aren't you greedy?" Luo Yunwei raised her eyebrows, somewhat provocatively.

Ning Fengzhi chuckled, put the book away, and held Luo Yunwei's hand: "A little greedier than Madam, who makes Madam better-looking than me?"

Hearing this, Luo Yunwei couldn't help but sigh that Ning Fengzhi was so good at talking. If she hadn't been used to it and had never taken advantage of something, she would have jumped right into the topic after hearing this!

The fragrance of roses in the garden becomes more fragrant in the words of love. The romance in front of the flowers and under the moon does not depend on whether the flowers are in full bloom or whether the moon is full, but on whether the two people enjoying the scene are connected.

Ning Fengzhi gave herself a seven-day holiday, and Luo Yunwei took over the two newly exchanged technologies the next day when Ning Fengzhi went to help her get lunch.

On the third day after the two closed the courtyard door to let their relationship heat up rapidly, an inner sect disciple hurriedly ran towards the sect master's courtyard. Before the person arrived, the voice came.

"It's not good, Sect Master, Prince Xueyang is in a coma!"

The expressions of the two people who were being intimate together changed. They straightened their clothes and immediately ran towards the guest house where Prince Xueyang lived.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw that the third elder Ning Mingxi was trying to use the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda to cooperate with a soul saint-level healing soul master in the sect to treat Prince Xueyang.

Luo Yunwei ran to the bedside, checked Prince Xueyang's pulse, and then looked into Prince Xueyang's eyes.

"The complexion is gray, the hands and feet are cold, the heart rate is accelerated, and there is no consciousness. Is this a shock due to excessive blood loss?"

Luo Yunwei used her soul power to sweep through the body of Prince Xueyang. There were no internal or external injuries, and there was no obvious cold or heat. As for the initial diagnosis of kidney deficiency, it was even more nonsense. If all the organs are weak, it must not be a problem with the organs themselves.

Obviously, the "Medical Fairy's Notes" she redeemed could not give her an answer to this question, and the best way to deal with excessive blood loss in this continent was to let the healing soul master hang his life.

Three words crossed Luo Yunwei's mind:

Evil soul master!

She got this concept from fan fiction. After all, she had read the first novel, and in the first novel, she had no specific concept of evil soul masters. In her memory, the so-called evil soul masters were probably People who use other people’s flesh, blood, essence, and other things to cultivate their soul power.

Luo Yunwei hesitated for a moment, then she called Ning Fengzhi aside: "Fengzhi, is Prince Xueyang a mutated martial spirit?"

"Mutated Martial Spirit? Are you saying that his illness may be caused by Martial Spirit?"

Luo Yunwei nodded and shook her head. She told Ning Fengzhi the diagnosis of coma due to excessive blood loss. Ning Fengzhi was such a smart person and immediately understood why she had such a suspicion.

"Weiwei, I'm going to ask someone to check Prince Xueyang's information."

Luo Yunwei looked at Prince Xueyang, who was gradually recovering under the treatment of the soul healer. If it was really the martial soul that sucked blood, then she might not be able to do anything about it, but she couldn't draw such an arbitrary conclusion. She still had to wait until someone Wake up and ask questions.

Prince Xueyang's condition was extremely poor. Naturally, Ning Fengzhi and Luo Yunwei didn't have any charming thoughts. They sat in the courtyard waiting for Prince Xueyang to wake up. The disciples who went to retrieve information brought back Prince Xueyang's information. .

The information of the Qibao Glazed Sect is very rigorous, and the judgment of martial souls never relies on inheritance, but seeing is believing.

As if to prove Luo Yunwei's conjecture, the record about Prince Xueyang in that document clearly stated

"The martial spirit is unknown?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly. If Luo Yunwei hadn't reminded him today, he would not have paid attention to this detail.

The friendship between the Qibao Glazed Sect and the Tiandou Empire began to become close from his grandfather's generation, which was already over a hundred years ago.

The Tiandou royal family will not deliberately conceal any information from the Qibao Glazed Sect. Unless it is some high-level secret that even the royal family and nobles may not know, the Qibao Glazed Sect will not know anything about it.

Everyone has a martial spirit, which is the most basic information. If it is normal, why is there no record at all?

Just when the two of them were making various speculations, the soul master responsible for treating Prince Xueyang came out.

"Sect Master, Madam, Prince Xueyang has woken up."

"Thank you for your hard work, go and have a rest." Ning Fengzhi looked concerned, the healing soul master nodded, went inside and called the other healing soul masters and left together.

After the treatment, Prince Xueyang's face is now much rosier and he no longer looks like a living dead.

"Sect Master Ning, Mrs. Ning, I'm sorry, did I scare you?" Prince Xueyang looked apologetic.

"Prince Xueyang, can you let me take your pulse again?" Luo Yunwei didn't want to be polite, but went straight to the point.

Prince Xueyang was slightly stunned, but still agreed, after taking his pulse again.

Luo Yunwei's suspicions had been confirmed. Her pulse became extremely healthy right after being treated by the healing spirit master.

Judging from his complexion and complexion, he was only a little weaker than ordinary people, not as dead as before.

"Prince Xueyang, has your martial spirit undergone a malignant mutation?"

As soon as Luo Yunwei said these words, Xue Yang's originally kind eyes suddenly turned fierce, but in just a moment, this fierceness turned into helplessness and avoidance.