Under Ning Rongrong's impatient urging, Dongqing was forcibly dragged to the place where Xueyan and Ning Fengzhi were currently confronting each other, and was ready to accompany her to meet the mother-in-law she had slept with for more than ten years.
But when Ning Rongrong really saw her mother who had slept with her for more than ten years and now looked a bit domineering, she retreated and hid behind Dong Qing.
at this time.
After noticing that Dong Qing and Ning Rongrong had arrived, Ning Fengzhi and Xueyan did not continue to quarrel with each other. At this moment, they both focused on the young people.
"Mom looks so fierce!" Ning Rongrong whispered.
"It's not as fierce as usual." Dong Qing nodded.
"But when she was sleeping, she felt so gentle." Ning Rongrong pursed her lips.
"Gentle? Rongrong, do you really have no idea what your mother...mother-in-law has done?" Dongqing said speechlessly.
"I don't know. Mom is not recorded in any sect history files. It's as if she doesn't exist. I've also asked dad about it, but he always gives me a perfunctory answer. As time goes by, I don't continue to struggle with this issue.
"
As Ning Rongrong spoke, she carefully looked at Xue Yan, her mother. She was very familiar with her mother, but she was also familiar with the mother who had been sleeping for more than ten years.
But when the mother woke up, she felt a little strange, but the feeling of blood connection still made her want to get close to the domineering woman in front of her.
Since Ning Rongrong felt this way, Xueyan, as her biological mother, was no exception.
She didn't even look at Dong Qing, the human-shaped lightbulb, and her attention was entirely on Ning Rongrong behind him, who had brown hair, blue eyes, and a face that was 70% similar to her own.
The next moment.
Xue Yan suddenly flashed and came to Dong Qing's side. She looked curiously at Ning Rongrong behind him and asked, "Who are you? Why do you look a bit like Rongrong?"
Um?
Whether it was Dong Qing who was close at hand or Ning Fengzhi who was silent at the side, at this moment, both of them had a question mark floating in the depths of their heads.
What does this woman want to do?
Is it possible for people to ask this question?
"Mom, what are you talking about? I am Rongrong!" Ning Rongrong was obviously a little anxious.
"Really? Prove yourself and let me see your martial spirit." Xue Yan said with an irresistible tone.
Because she was injured and fell into a deep sleep when Ning Rongrong was three years old, just when she could remember. Naturally, she didn't know what martial soul Ning Rongrong had awakened after she was six years old.
And I heard my mother Xue Yan say this.
Ning Rongrong quickly summoned his Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit and said in an urgent tone: "Mom, look, I am the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Spirit. Is this enough to prove my identity?"
silence.
Silent silence.
Xue Yan's whole person became gloomy. She had actually known for a long time that the Ning Rongrong in front of her, who looked similar to her, was her biological daughter.
But she never expected that Ning Rongrong would actually inherit the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit, but not her own more powerful Bloody Swan Martial Spirit.
Xue Yan was so angry that she wanted to explode on the spot, what a mess this was.
Is it possible that the Qibao Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit, which cannot advance to level 80 in its lifetime, is qualified to compete with this bloody swan beast martial spirit?
"You are not. My daughter Ning Rongrong is extremely talented, lively and clever. She will not inherit a useless martial spirit like Qibao Glazed Pagoda. She will not be able to advance to the eighty-level soul power in her lifetime, let alone set foot in the realm of Titled Douluo. People like you
People are destined to die at the age of a hundred."
Xue Yan had a dark look on her face, but she barely had the word "disdain" written on her face. She really looked down on the Qibao Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit. Maybe the auxiliary ability of this Martial Spirit was very powerful, but the Martial Spirit's own flaws were really too great.
It's serious.
Not being able to break through the eighty-level soul power means that you cannot reach the top of the Titled Douluo realm, and there is no chance to extend your lifespan. Even if a soul master's lifespan is a little longer than that of ordinary mortals, he will not live more than 150 years at most.
Just like Ning Fengzhi today, he is over eighty years old. Although he still looks like a middle-aged man, more than thirty years later, he will inevitably reach the age of senility, and in the last ten years, he will slowly wait for the end of his life.
"Mom...don't you want Rongrong anymore?"
Ning Rongrong felt extremely wronged. There was nothing in this world that was more heartbreaking than being rejected by one's biological parents. She felt that her heart was about to break.
"Don't talk to me, and don't look at me. I'm not your mother. You actually inherited that useless Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda. Do you want your mother to give away the black-haired person to the white-haired person?" Xueyan was impatient.
road.
That's right.
She did care about Ning Rongrong, and she only cared about Ning Rongrong in this world, but the moment she saw the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit in Ning Rongrong's hand...
Her whole person collapsed, and so did her worldview.
Why?
Why can't my mutated martial spirit Bloody Swan be able to compete with a martial spirit with great flaws like the Qibao Glazed Pagoda?
"Mom, you admitted it! You spilled the beans, why didn't you acknowledge me?"
Ning Rongrong bit her thin lips, big tears gathering in her eyes.
"What did I admit? Don't yell. Anyway, you who inherited the martial spirit of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda cannot be my daughter. How can my daughter Rongrong inherit the martial spirit of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda?"
Finished.
Xueyan decided to leave here and calm down first. As for whether she recognized Ning Rongrong as her biological daughter, she would wait until she calmed down her inner emotions.
"Wait, you can't leave yet!" Dong Qing, who had been silent until now, suddenly said.
Xueyan ignored Dongqing and walked alone.
In her eyes.
Dong Qing is a transparent person, and his soul power fluctuates around his body, but a man who is around level 60 is not qualified to be in his eyes.
"I told you, you can't leave!"
Dong Qing stretched out his hand and made a move, and an incomparable force of gravity fell instantly. The gravity was about thirty times that of Xueyan, the ninety-seventh level peak Douluo of the attack system, unable to stay in place.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Thirty times the gravity is already very powerful. Even a peak Douluo who has reached the ninety-seventh level with her soul power has to stop.
As for higher multiples of gravity, Dong Qing can naturally do it, but now he is not trying to kill anyone, he is just trying to make this woman stop.
"Field? At your current age, you are only about the same age as Rongrong, but you actually have a legendary realm?" Xueyan said with a somewhat surprised expression.
And the strength of this field made her feel a little surprised.
Ordinary ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts cannot move at all within this domain. If the gravity in the domain were stronger, I am afraid that a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast would not be able to withstand this invisible gravity.
"In the field of gravity, you can control gravity as you wish. If I don't let you leave today, you will never be able to leave." Dong Qing said lightly.
"Oh, is it so?"
A dangerous smile appeared on the corner of Xueyan's mouth. If anyone familiar with her was here at this time, they would know that this was a prelude to her anger.
"Do you dare to give it a try?" Dong Qing said calmly.
"Forget it, Dongqing, let her go."
Ning Rongrong stepped forward and took the initiative to hug Dong Qing's arm. Even though she was in pain because Xue Yan didn't recognize her, she didn't want her husband to have a conflict with her mother.
Noticing this scene, Xueyan's eyes narrowed,
She just felt that something was wrong with the relationship between Dong Qing and Ning Rongrong, but she didn't see Dong Qing and Ning Rongrong act too close, and she didn't think about the relationship between them.
But now that she has seen it, she can't leave easily. She must find out the identity of this man, and what stage he and Rongrong have reached.
Time flies and years are ruthless.
More than ten years have passed, and I have slept for so long. I don’t think I even have a granddaughter and grandson, right?
"Who are you to her?"
Xue Yan withstood the suppression of thirty times the gravity field and came to Dong Qing's front for the first time, not his side, and only spoke to Ning Rongrong behind him.
"I am her man."
With Ning Rongrong struggling to resist and welcome, Dong Qing hugged Xueyan and Ning Fengzhi's body into his arms.
Although there were small movements of struggling and pushing.
but......
Xueyan and Ning Fengzhi saw very clearly that their daughter was simply embarrassed and had no intention of rejecting Dongqing either physically or mentally.
"I didn't expect that after sleeping for more than ten years, my daughter would even have a man." Xueyan sighed.
"Don't you deny it?" Dongqing asked.
"It's none of your business." Xue Yan immediately turned her back.
Whether she admits it or not is her own business, and it is not anyone else's turn to take care of it, especially some self-righteous people.
What's more, no matter whether he recognizes Ning Rongrong now or not, it cannot change the fact that Ning Rongrong is his daughter.
She can deny her daughter, but the daughter cannot deny her mother.
This is the overbearing thought in the heart of this woman Xue Yan.
"You are such a disgusting woman. No wonder the Wuhun Palace file describes you as...ahem...a woman who makes people angry easily."
Halfway through Dongqing's words, he suddenly felt a small hand pinch the soft flesh around his waist. He had no choice but to change his words.
"Martial Spirit Hall Files? Are you from the Spirit Hall?" Xueyan frowned slightly.
Either she hates Wuhundian, or she simply feels that Dongqing is not a good guy. He is so handsome and looks so sunny, so he must have attracted many charming women.
"The contemporary holy son of Wuhun Palace, Dong Qing." Dong Qing introduced himself in a calm tone.
"So what about the Holy Son? You are still not worthy of my Rongrong!" Xueyan raised her head.
"Oh, mom, don't say that." Ning Rongrong covered her face shyly.
"Don't talk to me. You who inherited a useless soul like the Qibao Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul have no right to talk to me." Xue Yan said to Ning Rongrong unceremoniously.
She doesn't care about whether her auxiliary ability is strong or not. She is really strong if she lives a long time. Even if a soul master lives longer than a mortal, he only lives a few decades longer than a mortal.
Rather than saying that she didn't want to recognize Ning Rongrong, it was better to say that she didn't want to believe that Ning Rongrong's martial spirit was the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, a martial spirit that was destined not to advance to the Eight Rings of Soul Douluo.
"Mom...I..." Ning Rongrong stopped talking.
She didn't know what she had done wrong, and what happened to the Qibao Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit?
"Don't call me mom, let me calm down. I still can't figure out why you inherited a useless martial spirit like Qibao Glazed Pagoda." Xue Yan rubbed her eyebrows vigorously.
"Hey, woman, you'd better not go too far. Rongrong has been taking care of you for more than ten years, and now you are treating her like this?" Dong Qing's tone became colder.
Faced with Dong Qing's cold tone, Xueyan was not an easy mother-in-law to talk to either. She poked Dong Qing's head and started to complain in a tone that said she hated iron but could not make steel.
"Stop talking nonsense, your name is... Dongqing, right? Since you are the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, your talent must not be ordinary. Anyway, I don't believe that stinky woman would let a mediocre person
I will be the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace."
"Since you are not a mediocre person and have reached more than sixty levels of soul power at a young age, it is quite natural for you to set foot in a titled Douluo in the future."
"But have you ever thought about one thing? Because of the flaws in his martial soul, Rongrong will not be able to break through the limit of level 90 soul power for the rest of his life."
"Unable to become a titled Douluo and complete the evolution of life levels, her lifespan will not exceed one hundred and fifty years at most, and you will have a lifespan of at least three hundred years in the future. There is a lifespan gap of at least one hundred and fifty years between the two of you.
"
"I, your mother-in-law, am a peak Douluo of the ninety-seventh level of the attack system, and have at least a lifespan of more than seven hundred years. Do you want to see the two of us watching Rongrong die in front of us?"
When it comes to this.
Xue Yan glared at Dong Qing fiercely, but her glare made Dong Qing realize that something was wrong. She felt that she was different in reality from what was described in the Wuhun Palace files.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Your mouth must be smelly, every mouthful is a waste.
But cruelty, killing... these many bad traits, I really haven't seen any signs of it yet.
Just at this time.
Ning Rongrong spoke and raised her own questions.
"Mom, aren't you and dad the same? Why are you struggling with this issue now?"
Ning Rongrong really didn't understand that the lifespan gap between herself and Dongqing was the same as that between her parents.
One has a very long lifespan, and the other has a lifespan of no more than 150 years at most. Why do we have to worry about this thing that has been doomed from the beginning...
Am I struggling with this problem? Xueyan sneered and said: "That useless and courageous waste, I just saw that he would not live long, and at the same time his martial soul also had serious flaws, so I reluctantly agreed to marry him, but who would
To think that you actually inherited his martial spirit."
When she said trash.
Ning Fengzhi clasped his hands behind his back and did not open his mouth to refute. If he could be promoted to the Eighth Ring Soul Douluo, or even enter the Nine Rings Titled Douluo, he would never want to be stuck at the seventy-ninth level of soul power.
Fate is so ridiculous.
Qibao Glazed Pagoda has the reputation of being the best auxiliary martial spirit in the world, and it should also shoulder the shortcomings of Qibao Glazed Pagoda's martial spirit.
"No, no, mom, you are not such a person." Ning Rongrong shook her head desperately.
"What's wrong? Your mother and I just want to pass on my mutated martial spirit, Bloody Swan, and I don't think you can live up to your expectations." Xue Yan said with an unconcerned expression.
"It's still wrong, it's still wrong, mom, you lied. Although I was only three years old at that time, I still remember what you said. If dad is willing to take care of you, when you wake up, you will be a good wife in the future and stop scolding dad.
It’s trash.” Ning Rongrong’s nose twitched.
Although he felt distressed, it was hard for Dong Qing to interrupt. It was difficult for an upright official to intervene in household affairs. If he interfered too much in matters between Ning Rongrong and his mother, it would be counterproductive.
"Fake, silly daughter, your mother and I lied to you." Xue Yan said in a helpless tone.
At this moment.
Ning Fengzhi suddenly interrupted.
"Rongrong, don't cry. Do you know why dad rarely mentions your mom? It's because your mom is this kind of person. She likes to be self-righteous. She doesn't tell the truth, so don't worry about her."
"Ning Trash, do you still have the nerve to talk? You are a coward. You have not dared to come to my room for more than ten years. Do you really want to watch me die?"
"Of course I do. It's a pity that you woke up. I thought my dream would finally come true."
The next second.
Ning Fengzhi and Xueyan started yelling at each other, without caring that Ning Rongrong and Dong Qing were still present.
"Dongqing, did my father and my mother really have feelings?"
"Yes, but not much, otherwise...your mother...mother-in-law's soul power suppression up to level 97 can make a level 79 soul master faint in an instant.