Chapter 9

Huh?

What's the matter? Are your disciples so attractive?

After going out for a while, I brought back two beautiful and lovely girls!

This is much better than me!

Well, it's worthy of my apprentice.

"Junior, are these two girls?"

"Oh, this is Yan Mengmeng and that is Ning Rongrong. They are here to send you a letter!"

"Oh, huh? Letter? What letter?"

Then Tang San handed the letter to his teacher.

The master who received the letter read the words "master's personal enlightenment" on it, and his doubts became more serious!

Who will write to himself?

Although puzzled, he opened the letter and read it.

"Hello, Master Yu Xiaogang.

I'm Ning Fengzhi from Qibao Liuli sect. I'm very sorry to disturb you, but I have a last resort reason.

You must have seen two little girls now, one of whom is my daughter and the other is the little apprentice of sword Douluo.

That is Yan Mengmeng. She is an orphan adopted by our Qibao Liuli sect, but I have never seen her martial spirit. I have studied it for two years and only know about one!

... (results of the study on Ningfeng) "

After reading the letter, the master looked at the two strange little girls in front of him!

Especially after seeing Yan Mengmeng more, the doubt became deeper.

"Cough, Xiao San, you and Xiao Wu go out first. I'll talk to them."

"Yes, sir!"

Then Tang San went out and took the door with him.

Leave Yan Mengmeng and the master looking at each other in the room.

The first master who couldn't help himself said, "well, come in and sit down! A small place is not as simple as the seven treasures Liuli sect."

"Well, thank you!"

Yan Mengmeng took Ning Rongrong to find a place to sit down.

Looking at the master in front, waiting for the next step.

"Well, can you show me the martial spirit?"

"Oh! No problem."

Then Yan Mengmeng and Ning Rongrong summoned their own martial spirits.

In Yan Mengmeng's hand is a blue jade card, while in Ning Rongrong's hand is the seven treasures glass tower.

The master looked at the two different martial spirits in front of him and frowned deeper.

Look, what Ning Fengzhi said in the letter is true.

After thinking about it, the master then asked, "well, how many levels of your soul power?"

Ning Rongrong: "master, I have reached level 20."

As for Yan Mengmeng: "well, I don't know how many levels I have. It should be around level 95!"

Master: ╭ (° a ° `) ╮ ignorant force in capital!

Looking at Yan Mengmeng's serious expression in front of him, the master said, master Ning, you're right!

"Cough, well, Meng Meng, can I call you that?"

"Well, yes, everyone calls it that!"

"Oh! OK, Mengmeng, can you show me your martial spirit?"

"Well, here you are!"

With that, Yan Mengmeng handed his martial spirit to the master in front of him.

As soon as the master got his hand, the small hilt that was originally suitable for Yan Mengmeng became much larger, just suitable for the master to hold on his finger.

The master who saw this scene was amazed.

Then press the information described in the letter, let the light face the light, and press the buttons on both sides of the hilt.

Not surprisingly, the master failed to show the light.

The helpless master then returned Han Guang to Yan Mengmeng.

"Can you show me what your martial spirit really looks like?"

"Oh ~ good!"

Yan Mengmeng, who took over Han Guang, immediately showed Han Guang.

A one foot long transparent blade appeared from the hilt.

Just the right size, Yan Mengmeng.

The master on one side was completely shocked. Looking at the transparent blade in front of him, he doubted life.

Who am I?

Where am i?

What am I doing?

After a while, the master looked at the two little girls in front of him.

He said awkwardly, "well, what, Mengmeng, your martial spirit is special. I need a certain time, you see?"

Yan Mengmeng: "Oh, it's all right. We're just looking for you. By the way, we'll help Rongrong get the second soul ring. We'll be in Nuoding city during this time."

Master: "by the way, so my disciple is also level 20. I'm going to get the second soul ring right away. Let's call you together at that time!"

Ning Rongrong: "hmm? Disciple, master, are you talking about Tang San?"

Master: "well, that's right."

Ning Rongrong: "it's impossible! How old is he! It's level 20?"

Yan Mengmeng: "well, Rongrong, you're not too old?"

Ning Rongrong: "how can it be the same? I'm a genius of level 9, okay!"

Master: "cough, well, actually, Xiao San is full of soul power!"

Ning Rongrong looked at the master with an unbelievable face: "congenital full of soul power? What kind of martial soul is he?"

The master said proudly, "blue silver grass!"

Ning Rongrong: "Oh, no wonder!"

Yan Mengmeng: "Hey, Rongrong, why aren't you surprised?"

Ning Rongrong: "what's the matter? Aren't you more wonderful than him?"

Yan Mengmeng: I suspect you are scolding me, but I have no evidence!

"Master, let's go first. Please inform us when we go to hunt the soul ring. We plan to live outside the college."

"Well, I'll ask Xiao San to find you then!"

Say it!

Yan Mengmeng took Ning Rongrong out.

……

I was going to find a place to live outside, but I didn't expect to meet Tang San and Xiaowu again.

At this time, the two were fighting.

The two of Yan Mengmeng became interested and looked at the daily life of the two protagonists!

Suddenly thinking of something, Yan Mengmeng decided to buy another roast rabbit, and then came back to see their daily cultivation.

It happened that the roast rabbit shop was not far away.

Looking at their wonderful battle, Yan Mengmeng couldn't help clapping.

As for why Ning Rongrong doesn't applaud, if you see the war between titles and duels, you won't be interested in these!

Tang saner, who heard the applause, looked at Yan Mengmeng, the source of the sound.

A little embarrassed came over.

Yan Mengmeng: "ah! I didn't expect you to be so powerful! What was that just now, blue silver grass?"

Tang San: "well, my martial spirit is blue silver grass!"

Yan Mengmeng: "Wow, blue silver grass can also cultivate?"

Tang San: "well, thanks to my teacher!"

Yan Mengmeng: "master, I see. Oh! Tired, eat a roast rabbit!"

Small dance: ~ (t ロ T) σ Don't go after school!

Looking at the little dance, Yan Mengmeng suddenly felt a little funny.

Tang San: "no, you're out. I'm going to see my teacher."

Yan Mengmeng: "Oh ~ OK, but can you let Xiaowu accompany us? We're going to find a place to live here, but we're not familiar with it. Let Xiaowu accompany us to find it?"

After listening to the request, Tang San looked at Xiaowu and asked for Xiaowu's advice.

The little dancer, who knew she was still angry, suddenly smiled and promised, "OK!"

At this time, the heart of the little dance: hum! Damn child, just give you some color to see, let you eat roast rabbit.

Seeing that Xiaowu had agreed, Tang San was relieved: "in that case, I'll go to the teacher first. I'll come to pick up Xiaowu later."

Yan Mengmeng: "OK, thank you very much."

"Well, I'll go first."

"Well, bye."

With that, Tang San turned and walked to the master's place.

Seeing Tang San go away, Yan Mengmeng and Xiaowu show their evil smiles.

"Rongrong, it's delicious to have a roast rabbit leg. Xiaowu, would you like to have one too?"

"No, Mengmeng. You'll get fat if you eat so many greasy things!"

"What are you afraid of? It's time for us to grow up!"

"Well... Well, I'll have one!"

"Well, what about you, little dancer? Would you like a leg of your own kind?"

With that, Yan Mengmeng looked directly and seriously aside, still dancing with her wishful little abacus.

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