Chapter 400: I can’t afford to offend my mother, and my heart aches!
Bibi Dong's silence made Ling Yuan uneasy.

I couldn't help but look up and test it.

"His Majesty."

"Humph!"

Bibi Dong looked at Ling Yuan who was kneeling below and snorted coldly.

Even if Ling Yuan’s crime was not serious!
But as a subordinate and a daughter-in-law, she was so disobedient to the Pope and her mother-in-law.
This is simply unreasonable!
"Ling Yuan, considering your previous performance, I can forgive you for what happened."

Hear Bibi Dong's words.

Ling Yuan's heart, which had just been tense, slowly calmed down.

But before she could breathe a sigh of relief.

Bibi Dong suddenly changed the subject.

"You can escape the death penalty, but you cannot escape the punishment of life. I punish you to refine a thousand pills within thirty days."

Ling Yuan was stunned.

Bitterness and deep relief overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Fortunately, she was not really transferred away.

Refining a thousand pills in the Alchemy Palace is a bit tiring, but it is not impossible to complete.

Besides, His Holiness the Pope did not specify what kind of elixir it was.
"Yes! I accept the punishment!"

Ling Yuan accepted the punishment respectfully.

"Very good. I hope you won't do it again, or you won't say I'm targeting you after we get married."

It's a job where you get a date for every blow you take.

Bibi Dong is very good at it.

Hear the words.

Ling Yuan's face turned red, and she hurriedly thanked Bibi Dong, made an assurance, and expressed her loyalty.

Hindsight.

She was really confused just now!

I forgot who is in charge of this house.

It's obviously His Holiness the Pope. Her track is different from other girls.
If you don't hold on to the big brother, you will be bullied sooner or later!

She couldn't even get a turn in the bed.
"OK OK."

Bibi Dong pinched her eyebrows and waved her hands.

He ordered:
"Now, go to the woman's residence and ask her to come to the reception room."

"Uh--"

Ling Yuan was slightly stunned.

She had just come to an epiphany, so naturally she would not refuse Bibi Dong's request.

Just asking:
"Your Majesty, what if she doesn't want to come?"

"Humph! Then tell her that she will never be allowed to come over!"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly and gritted her teeth.

"Yes! I'll do it right away."

Ling Yuan slowly stood up, turned around and walked outside.

As soon as he went out, he flew down the mountain.

I hope Your Highness will not blame her.

咱妈
She can't afford it!

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The side hall of the Pope's Palace.

Qianren had absolutely no way of knowing the conversation between Bibi Dong and Ling Yuan.

Sitting in the side hall, holding Ning Rongrong in his arms

Chatting with Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo.

"Son, I wonder if the wind and thunder you used earlier were soul skills?"

Just two sentences.

Jian Douluo couldn't help but ask the question in his mind.

"It's a self-created soul skill."

Qian Renjue replied with a smile.

Jian Douluo understood.

"Haha. The Holy Son is indeed extremely talented."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"After today, the Holy Son will completely become the recognized young leader in the soul master world."

"Even those seniors can't compare to you."

Qian Renjue shook his head slightly.

"Uncle Ning, you are too kind. As a junior, I still have a long way to go."

"No, I didn't win the award. Brother Shengzi is the best."

Ning Rongrong held the hot tea in her hand and blew out a cool breeze with her pouting lips.

suck~

Take a sip from time to time to test the water temperature.

Seize every opportunity and speak accordingly.

Qian Renjue touched Ning Rongrong's head and laughed.

"The Holy Son is probably going to become a Soul Douluo."

Jian Douluo said faintly.

The last time they met, Qian Renjue was at level 77.

Now that more than half a year has passed, with Qian Renjue's talent, he is probably about the same. "Senior Chen Xin has a keen eye."

Qian Renjue praised and said frankly without disguising:
"In just over a month, I will officially break through to the Soul Douluo realm."

Think of the pure and innocent Snow Girl.

Qian Renjue added:

"The eighth soul ring is ready."

Hear the words.

Ning Fengzhi was stunned, his face full of amazement.

He is very clear.

The seventh ring of Qian Ren Jue is one hundred thousand years old, and the eighth ring will definitely not be outdated.

Different from Ning Fengzhi.

There was a hint of expectation and hidden frustration in Jian Douluo's eyes.

He was already unsure.
Will he still be his opponent when Qian Ren Jue breaks through to the Soul Douluo level?

This is not alarmist, nor is it that he is trying to boost others' ambitions.

But a keen intuition.

The intuition of a sword holder facing a strong man!

"Brother Shengzi is so fast~"

Ning Rongrong said coquettishly, her eyes full of stars.
He brought the tea in his hand, which had already been tested for temperature, to Qian Renjue's mouth.

"Brother Shengzi, have some tea."

"Well, thank you Rongrong."

Qian Renjue didn't think he was that fast, Ling Yuan could testify to that.

What he will face in the future will not be a Titled Douluo.

While Qian Renjue was drinking tea.

Ning Rongrong's big, round, lively eyes glared at Ning Fengzhi aggrievedly.
It seemed to be urging them to leave quickly.

Jian Douluo is strong inside.

Ning Fengzhi's face twitched.

He put down the cup of tea he had just picked up with disappointment, as if he had become much more aged.

Little girls can’t be kept here!
Ning Fengzhi didn't say anything more.
At the very least, she is still his little cotton-padded jacket, and he should spoil her to the end.

If you don’t favor me now, you will never be favored again.

Qian Renjue had just put down his tea.

Ning Fengzhi raised his eyes to look outside, then turned back and said with a smile:
"Son, it's getting late. Rongrong was talking about going for a walk yesterday."

"I'll have to trouble the Holy Son next."

Ning Rongrong smiled happily with a hint of apology towards her old father in her eyes.

Nodding frantically.

"Yes, yes, Rongrong wants to go to Wuhun City with Brother Shengzi."

"Ah"

Qian Renjue couldn't help laughing.

He gently stroked Ning Rongrong's tender face, pinched it, and looked at Ning Fengzhi.

He smiled and said:
"Uncle Ning, you are too kind. Why bother? This is what I should do."

"That's good."

Ning Fengzhi nodded with satisfaction.

He ordered Ning Rongrong:
"Rongrong, you can't mess around in Wuhun City like you do at home."

"Dad is talking nonsense! When did Rongrong start to mess around?"

Ning Rongrong frowned and pouted her lips, feeling somewhat unhappy about Ning Fengzhi exposing her shortcomings.

Ning Fengzhi was a little amused.

It seems that my little girl needs to learn to be a good girl.

Only in front of her fiancé Qian Renjue.

"whee."

Ning Rongrong soon smiled.

With both feet on the ground, she grasped Qian Renjue's wrist with her two soft hands and urged:

"Brother Shengzi, let's go."

"it is good."

Qianren Jue smiled.

He naturally knew what kind of personality Ning Rongrong had, she was just a little naughty.
Qian Renjue stood up and said goodbye to Ning Fengzhi and the others.

Then he took the pretty girl beside him and walked outside.

"Ah, Brother Shengzi, wait a minute!"

Just walked to the door.

Ning Rongrong seemed to have thought of something, and immediately returned to the table and picked up the hot tea that Qian Renjue had put down.

Take a few quick sips to moisten your throat.

Only then did she raise her head contentedly, blushing and waved to Ning Fengzhi and the others.

"Dad, Grandpa Jian, Rongrong is going to play!"

"whee--"

Under the gaze of Ning Fengzhi and the others, Ning Rongrong followed Qian Renjue and gradually walked away.
"Uncle Jian, my liver hurts. How about you?"

“I endured the pain”

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)