Chapter 642 How Long Have I Been Asleep?

Heard this weird question.

Ning Rongrong glared at Dong Qing, and said: "Don't pretend not to understand, whether Title Douluo eats or not depends purely on their own mood, even if they don't eat, they won't starve to death."

"I see." Dong Qing shrugged.

Of course he understands these obvious things, isn't he going to see his mother-in-law again?

etc.

Why do I say again?

Dong Qing thought about it seriously, and soon he thought of Xiao Wu's mother, A Rou, and his teacher, Bibi Dong, who was regarded as the most legendary female pope in history.

Xiaowu's mother, Ah Rou, is her mother-in-law, and Teacher Bibidong is also her mother-in-law. The former has always harbored ill intentions towards her, and the latter knocks her out and forces her to change jobs.

hiss.

Dongqing had a headache.

Forget it, the relationship is really messy, so I don't want to.

"Squeak" the sound of the door being pushed open.

Under the guidance of Ning Rongrong, Dong Qing came to a room full of birds and flowers, which was filled with various flowers and plants, so there was no need to worry about mosquitoes, rats and ants, some of these flowers and plants were specially designed to repel them.

And in the center of the room, there was a big bed three meters by three meters wide. The whole body of this bed was snow white, and a woman with a protruding figure lay on it.

This woman has brown hair, the same hair color as Ning Rongrong, her eyes are closed, and she is dressed in a simple and elegant black dress, looking extremely noble and elegant.

I can tell.

Ning Rongrong inherited her beautiful brown hair and Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul.

"Dongqing, no one comes here at ordinary times. I have been tidying and cleaning all the time. My mother's clothes are dusty and dirty, and I change them by myself."

"Since I was three years old, the last time I saw my mother, she has become like this. More than ten years have passed, but my mother has not only not improved at all, but the situation has gotten worse."

"Every time I see my mother's body getting worse and worse than before, my heart hurts, but I don't know what to do. I can only watch my mother leave me step by step."

Ning Rongrong was sitting on the edge of the bed at this moment, holding tightly to her mother's hand, and at some point, the originally lively and pleasant voice had a hint of crying that could not be concealed.

"She slept for more than ten years?" Dong Qing hesitated.

"Well, it's been more than ten years. Every day, I hope in my heart that a miracle will happen, that my mother can wake up from the endless sleep, but everything is backfired after all."

Ning Rongrong's tears were shining, and her pitiful appearance made people feel extremely distressed.

"Oh, Rongrong, you have worked hard these years."

Dong Qing stepped forward, and gently hugged Ning Rongrong, letting her feel the familiar warmth and sense of security in his arms.

He basically understands Ning Rongrong's mother.

Her name is Xueyan, she comes from the Heaven Dou imperial family, she is a mutated martial soul, a blood-colored swan, a peak Douluo of the ninety-seventh level assault system, and once defeated the combined attack of Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

She used to be the real Dinghai Shenzhen of the Tiandou Empire, and she was also the reason why the Xue surnamed royal family could still maintain the rule of the Xue family even though the Tiandou imperial family did not have any titled Douluo in charge.

Regrettably.

Just like Tang Chen of the Clear Sky School, who disappeared for decades, Xueyan, who was Ning Rongrong's birth mother, hadn't woken up for more than ten years, and many people had already forgotten this legendary existence.

She and Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are themselves a kind of political marriage.

Both of them are lackluster in terms of relationship, but they both love Ning Rongrong immensely.

"Dong Qing, I really want my mother to wake up, and I don't want to just watch her leave like this." Ning Rongrong snuggled into Dong Qing's arms and sobbed softly.

"No, maybe your mother will wake up again in the future." Dong Qing comforted.

"I think so too, but it's impossible. Since my mother fell into a deep sleep, she has fallen into a vicious circle of self, and now she is powerless."

Ning Rongrong was deeply saddened, and she spoke out this heavy truth.

"Is there no power to recover? I've had this uncomfortable feeling before, but it's much milder than Rong Rong's." Dong Qing sighed slightly.

In the period of the super gods and the universe and the earth.

In fact, he has also experienced what it means to be powerless, that feeling is really uncomfortable, and he can only watch helplessly, and every piece of equipment in the game is completely broken.

He admitted that he was impulsive and irrational, and made his years of hard work come to naught, but only by cutting off all of this would he have a chance to get out of this vortex.

Oh, I don't want to, I get angry when I think about it.

how to say?

It is true that Yuniang lied to Dong Qing that he could not afford rice anymore. In order to support himself, he had just graduated from high school and went out to work and study before the university admission letter came out.

Migrant workers, the soul of migrant workers, and migrant workers are all subordinates.

In the electronics factory, screwing, I am the king on the assembly line.

so.

After graduating from Dongqing University, Yu Niang confessed his status as a rich second generation. It is indeed understandable that his sudden wealth caused him to become a coin.

Because he wanted to get back everything he had lost! ! !

"Dongqing, why do you feel this way? Why don't I know? When did it happen?"

Ning Rongrong stopped sobbing slowly, raised her head and looked at Dong Qing curiously.

"Don't ask, it's a matter of my previous life, and I can't understand it even if I tell you." Dong Qing waved his hand and said.

It's really not that he doesn't talk about it, it's mainly because he really can't open his mouth when talking about those things when he was young. At that time, he was no different from ordinary people.

Love playing games, watching beautiful women, and anime.

That is to say, there is no online game in Douluo Continent, otherwise Dongqing will let other people know what the power of krypton gold is, and what it means to be able to communicate with money.

"Hmph, don't ask if you don't ask, I'm too lazy to ask." Ning Rongrong said arrogantly.

finished.

She also ignored Dong Qing and waved to the outside. Several maids walked in quickly and stood respectfully in a row.

Ning Rongrong took the towel from the maid's hand, dipped it in the water from the basin beside her, and wrung the towel in her hand vigorously.

After that, Ning Rongrong wiped her mother Xueyan's body carefully, and ignored Dongqing, a big man, standing aside.

certainly.

Just wipe the face and hands for daily cleaning of skin dust, if it was really the kind of whole body wiping, Ning Rongrong would have driven the big light bulb Dongqing out of the room long ago.

that's all.

After a while.

Dong Qing, who was very idle, suddenly asked: "Rongrong, I'm curious, you Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, do you really require that a man and a woman can't all be auxiliary system soul masters?"

"Nonsense, if both of them are auxiliary system soul masters, if they encounter an enemy, wouldn't they be captured with nothing?" Ning Rongrong complained.

"What if it's true love?" Dong Qing asked.

"I really love you for your size, but you have a lot of things to do, how can there be so much true love!" Ning Rongrong said without turning her head.

"What if?" Dong Qing asked unwillingly.

"It doesn't work just in case, between a man and a woman, there must be a strong attack system soul master." Ning Rongrong said impatiently.

"Then if I'm not an attack-type soul master, Rongrong, will you agree to be my woman?" Dong Qing asked full of expectations.

this problem.

Ning Rongrong frowned, and at the same time fell into deep thought, she inadvertently stopped the movement of her hands, and did not continue to wipe her mother Xueyan's arms and arms.

After half a sound.

"If it's you, Dongqing, then it's not impossible." Ning Rongrong's answer was obvious.

"Rongrong, you've changed so fast, didn't you have to just now?" Dong Qing looked a little weird.

Noticing the look on Dongqing's face, Ning Rongrong said indifferently: "So what? With your physical strength alone, you can blast a gap of a thousand meters with one punch. It doesn't matter if you have an attack system soul master or not." important."

"The reason why the ancestors of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect set this rule means that they suffered a big loss before they set this rule. Our descendants can abide by the rules, but there is no need for them to not know how to change them just because of this rule."

In her opinion.

Dong Qing's physical strength and soul power level are completely different things, it seems that there are two different cultivation systems in him at the same time.

To this.

Although Ning Rongrong was curious, she was not in a hurry. The two of them still had a long time to go, and she could slowly get to know this man. There was no need to force Dong Qing to reveal all her secrets at this time.

As a woman with a lot of thoughts, Ning Rongrong is no less thoughtful than Ye Lingling. At the same time, among the three beauties of Heaven Dou in the past, except Dugu Yan, who is silly, white and sweet, the other two are talents with high IQ.

"I understand, that is to say, the identity of the attack-type soul master is secondary, the main thing is to have the power to protect the other half, not when danger comes, the two auxiliary-type soul masters can only wait for death in despair." Dong Qing Suddenly realized.

"That's it, let alone you, even if it's a food-type soul master or a healing-type soul master, if you have the unbelievable power of a frontal, tough and offensive soul master, the rules can be bypassed." Ning Rongrong nodded slightly.

"The bottom line of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is really flexible. You deserve to be the sect that created the heart of controlling seven apertures."

"Dongqing, what do you mean, it's started again, right?"

"I'm just telling the truth, am I wrong?"

"Of course there is a mistake, who allowed you to talk nonsense here?"

"I'm talking nonsense, you just said it yourself, one of them must be an attack-type soul master."

"Dongqing, pause for a moment, I want to know, what good will it do you for you to make me angry on purpose?"

well known.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has had an insurmountable rule since ancient times, that is, a couple cannot all be auxiliary-type soul masters, including food-type and healing-type soul masters.

The direct bloodline male disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had to find a female soul master of the assault department.

A female disciple of the direct bloodline of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School must find a male soul master of the assault department.

This is normal and reasonable.

After all, you can't really learn from Ning Rongrong and smash people with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, right?

As for what is a direct bloodline disciple?

This question is also very easy to understand.

Today there are three cases.

The Clear Sky Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect, each of these three sects hides a direct bloodline family, and neither of them can be regarded as a pure sect.

The family is further divided into the Tang family, the Ning family, and the Yu family. Among the descendants of the descendants, the sect disciples who have inherited the Clear Sky Hammer, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower, and the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Wuhun are all direct bloodlines.

Hundreds of years ago, these three families were nothing more than soul master families, but over the years, the scale of these three soul master families has continued to expand, and gradually evolved into the current upper three schools.

Let's not talk about the other two upper three sects, let's just talk about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School now.

As a direct blood disciple, Ning Rongrong is the daughter of Ning Fengzhi, the patriarch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Her future man is destined to be only an attack-type soul master like Dongqing, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be a male soul master of the food-type or auxiliary-type.

As for the future time and space that has disappeared.

A certain food-type soul master was lucky enough to obtain a heaven-defying soul skill. Yes, he could copy other people's martial arts and soul skills, but what if no one gave him the chance to copy it?

Could it be that he was blinded in both eyes and could only wait helplessly to die in the end?

Time passed and the day passed.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the core area of ​​the sect's residence, in a quiet elegant garden.

At dawn in the morning, the dewdrops condensed and the sun warmed up. At this time, the sun just revealed a little outline, but the golden light full of righteousness lit up all the darkness.

Outside this quiet elegant garden, there are rows of straight poplar trees with green branches and leaves. As the breeze gently brushes the branches and leaves, there is a rustling sound.

Suddenly, an elegant and pleasant sound of the piano sounded, and the sound of the piano made people mesmerized. Ning Rongrong, who was lying between Dongqing's knees, couldn't help closing her big eyes at this moment.

The sound of the piano is sometimes high-pitched and passionate, like sea water beating against the shore at high tide.

The sound of the piano is sometimes euphemistic and low, like a quiet lake without a trace of waves.

The sound of the piano is sometimes clear and thin, like a gentle breeze blowing through the green bamboo forest.

The faint sound of the piano is long and distant.

The clear and clear sound of the piano is flowing, as if it comes from a deep mountain with no one in the deep valley.

It has passed through the setbacks of life, the ruthlessness of the years, and also passed through Ning Rongrong's heart, making her heart become ethereal and transparent, and everything seems to slow down.

In this world that has slowed down, she feels omnipotent, and she seems to be able to gain insight into the essence of this world, just like a creator.

This state is called enlightenment.

With Ning Rongrong's own talent and a slightly impetuous heart.

Naturally, she didn't have the ability to enlighten the Tao, and it was all because of Dong Qing's self-created soul skill, the voice of the soul, that she barely touched the threshold of enlightenment.

【Sound of Soul】

The sound of the piano enters the ears, the soul dies, the body collapses, and both body and mind die.

The soul and the body are one. Even if it is a horrible lost creature like a zombie, there is a cell soul in the cells of the body.

Once the soul is obliterated by the voice of the soul, the body driven by the instinct of hunger will also become a pile of rotten meat.

After all, the body is just a body, as humble as clay, without the driving force of the soul, but a pile of composites that cannot move.

The Voice of the Soul is a special soul skill created by Dong Qing by accident. Although it belongs to the soul skill, it also transcends the soul skill. According to the output of the soul power, it can forcibly kill the soul master whose soul power level is lower than his own .

Within the range covered by the sound of the soul, all the lives that can't help being immersed in the sound of the soul, if Dong Qing has murderous intentions, will eventually be silently obliterated by this melodious sound of the soul.

But this is by no means a pure killing soul ability. If Dong Qing uses this special soul ability with good intentions, then it will also be a rare melody in the world, and there is even a chance to wake up the sleeping soul.

"Zheng"

Dong Qing's fingers kept dancing on the strings, beautiful notes flowed slowly from the strings, and moving music kept popping out from his fingertips.

Just at this time.

In a forbidden area of ​​the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, in a room full of birdsong and flowers, a woman slowly opened her eyes, her blue pupils were slightly confused.

"How long have I been asleep?"