Chapter 1438: Powder cut black (2/2)

The tacit understanding between the two has been very high after decades of cultivation.

Shui Binger could easily feel that Ning Rongrong's inner emotions were complex and changeable.

”It's okay, I feel a little bit blocked.” Ning Rongrong turned around and said helplessly, ”Bingbing, the emperor said that Wang Feng will come up soon. Is it credible? By the way, you said Wang Feng is so carefree. People, in Douluo World, he has hooked up with several girls, has he forgotten us long ago.”

”Huh?” Shui Bing'er was stunned, and said with some embarrassment: ”I don't know. So have you changed your mind?”

”Cut, it changed a long time ago. Who cares about him.” Ning Rongrong curled his lips.

”Now that everything has changed, isn't it right?” Shui Binger whispered.

”It seems to make sense.” Ning Rongrong thought for a while, ”You said if you want me to find a man?”

Speaking of this, Ning Rongrong suddenly sighed, “The gods who pursued the gods back then could not be too many to circle the royal city. Now they are dead and left. It seems that they can’t be found if they want to find it... Wang It's been so long since Feng, the **** guy, before there was a news from the Diye Demon God! His tree really dropped more and more red lines...I'm not afraid of breaking his tree that day. Up.”

”Actually...” Shui Binger pondered for a long time, ”For us, whether we have a partner or not does not seem to make much difference. In the world of God, it is too harsh to be a partner. The more we experience, the more Your emotions will become weaker. What you pursue in your heart will change with it.”

”Although we are living gods, we should have reduced the influence of our emotions on us.”

”Cut...” Ning Rongrong looked at Shui Bing'er with contempt, ”Bing Bing, you are in that Tianwu Continent, and you have seen that set of mortal practice techniques that are the most sacred, right? That is a **** in the imagination of mortals. It’s not us.”

”Moreover.”

Ning Rongrong had a bit of teasing in his eyes, ”On the eve of the war of God, I heard someone still babbling in his sleep: It seems like going back to the Douluo World, go see him...”

”I didn't!” Shui Binger retorted with a flushed face.

”Really?” Ning Rongrong lifted Shui Bing'er's chin, he hesitated, ”Do you want my sister to also hang your red thread on his tree? We happen to be sisters and girlfriends, so the fat water doesn't flow into the field of outsiders. ?”

”So sorry...” Shui Bing'er blinked.

”...” Ning Rongrong was so angry that he pinched Shui Bing'er's cheeks with both hands, and stretched it out like a bow left and right.

She knew that what affects many feelings will become weaker and weaker, and reducing the impact of emotions on us is all nonsense of this little bitch.

This girl is just black powder.

After many years of experience, how could it be that she was still that pure girl.

”You said, what do you like him? He is so carefree, so... so...” Ning Rongrong wanted to find some of Wang Feng's shortcomings back then, but after holding back for a long time, he held back a heartache.

I thought about it, sighed, and sure enough, he was too good.

”Where is there any reason to like it?” Shui Bing'er shook her head. ”Emotional matters often have only one beginning. How do you like it in the middle? If you know, then you won't like it.”

”It seems to make sense.” Ning Rongrong was taken aback.

At this time, dozens of figures flew from a distance ~~ and fell on the city like a stream of light.

”Oh, let's stop talking. It's the Diye who is back.”

A strange light flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes, ”I always feel weird about this demon god. He would never know what his purpose was when he went to the void space this time. I didn't expect to come back so soon.”

”In a hurry, I guess the situation is not so good? By the way, the Diye Demon God said that he is optimistic about Wang Feng, and he might want to take Wang Feng to the Dark Demon Realm in the future. Maybe he will succeed.” Shui Bing'er shook his head.

”Just kidding, with Wang Feng's character, how could it be possible to be drawn to the Dark Demon Realm?” Ning Rongrong sneered, ”Although he hasn't seen him for many years. But if he hasn't changed drastically, it is absolutely impossible to be drawn to the Dark Demon Realm. Closed.”

”Unless...” Ning Rongrong seemed to think of something, and couldn't help looking at those figures.

”Unless something...” Shui Binger said curiously.

”Unless...” Ning Rongrong snorted softly, ”Unless the woman speaks.”

(End of this chapter)