Douluo: Reincarnation of Pineapple Blowing Snow, the Fruit Treasure returns!

Chapter 2 Jackfruit Palms!
He closed his lips tightly, and his small body began to tremble slightly. The remaining strength in his body surged wildly, and Pineapple Blowing Snow roared!

"Jackfruit Palm!"

As he roared with all his might, the air around him instantly became agitated.

A dozen illusory palm prints appeared out of thin air, flashing with mysterious light, and each palm print contained powerful power. These palm prints seemed to have life, and quickly gathered towards a point.

When all the palm prints merged together, they formed an extremely huge, dazzling energy palm.

This huge palm print exuded a heart-pounding pressure and carried a devastating momentum as it slammed directly towards the men in black.

The man in black was shocked by this powerful force, and the contempt on his face was instantly replaced by fear.

"Damn it, this kid doesn't even have a martial soul... How can he use soul skills!"

"Quickly open!"

They wanted to dodge, but found themselves unable to move under such powerful pressure.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a huge energy palm print hit the man in black hard.

The powerful impact caused the ground to tremble violently, and dust flew everywhere, covering the sky and the sun.

When the dust settled, all the men in black fell to the ground, having lost their ability to fight.

Pineapple Blowing Snow collapsed to the ground because he had exhausted all his strength, but his face was filled with a perverted smile.

Money...my little money!

Ning Rongrong on the side was completely dumbfounded. Did they really win?
No... there was a three-ring soul master just now. How could the power of this kid's palm just now be as strong as that of a four-ring soul master? How come his strength increased so dramatically?

Is it to protect oneself and unleash potential?

"How are you doing?"

Ning Rongrong was deeply moved and walked forward with concern, wanting to check on Pineapple Blowing Snow, but Pineapple Blowing Snow spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

"Don't... forget my money!"

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Damn, it was for money.

After saying these words, Pineapple Blowing Snow fainted. At this moment, a sound of breaking wind was heard in the sky.

"Rongrong!!!"

The people who came were Ning Fengzhi and his two companions. Ning Fengzhi was wearing a simple and elegant robe with fluttering sleeves, showing his elegant demeanor.

He had a fair face, regular features, and eyes as bright as stars. His eyes were gentle and wise, but at this moment they were full of worry.

Beside Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood tall, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, his edge exposed. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a straight back, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

On the other side, Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, had a completely different look. He was slightly hunched, but exuded a strange aura. His face was covered with wrinkles, like deep grooves carved by time.

The three of them were very worried, and Ning Fengzhi was the first to speak.

"Rongrong, how are you? Are you injured..."

"No...I'm fine."

Ning Rongrong responded, but Ning Fengzhi was anxiously checking Ning Rongrong's body. A moment of negligence almost caused him to lose his daughter, which really made him anxious.

"How can those guards protect you when they are so weak?"

Ning Fengzhi was puzzled, but Ning Rongrong did not hide the truth and pointed at the unconscious Pineapple Blowing Snow.

"It was him...he protected me."

"Ok?"

Ning Fengzhi was puzzled. He was just a child and it seemed that he had not yet awakened his martial spirit. How was this possible?

Jian Douluo on the side frowned as if he felt something, and he said with a frown.

“Feng Zhi, go back and study first…” “Okay!”

Ning Fengzhi nodded. Now was not the time to think about this, so the group left directly. Of course, they did not forget to take Pineapple Blowing Snow with them!
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The next day!

Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, the sleeping palace!

It was unknown how long it had been before Pineapple Blowing Snow finally woke up slightly. He slowly opened his heavy eyes, his vision still a little blurry.

He just felt dizzy and tried hard to recall what happened before, but he could only feel a splitting headache.

When his vision gradually became clear, he was surprised to find that he was in a completely unfamiliar place.

The surroundings are decorated in pink, with pink curtains, pink quilts and pink decorations everywhere.

Looking around, there is an exquisite dressing table filled with all kinds of small and exquisite jewelry, and beautiful paintings hanging on the wall, depicting flowers, birds, fish and insects; next to the window are several pots of delicate flowers, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Where is this?"

Pineapple Blowing Snow was full of doubts, "Why does it look like a girl's room?"

Pineapple Blowing Snow was about to stand up, but suddenly found that his hands were heavy, as if they were pressed by something heavy. He turned his head in confusion, and this glance made his eyes widen.

It turned out that the person pressing his hand was the little girl he had rescued before. The little girl was sleeping quietly, her delicate face was like exquisite porcelain, with a faint blush in her fair skin.

The curved eyebrows are like a crescent moon, the small nose is slightly twitching, and the rosy lips are slightly upturned, as if dreaming a sweet dream.

Her eyelashes were long and curled, trembling gently with her breathing, like a butterfly flapping its wings. Her black hair spread softly on the pillow, adding a bit of cuteness and playfulness.

Such a cute little girl will touch anyone's heart.

The same thing happened to Pineapple Blowing Snow, so he carefully stretched out his hands and pinched Ning Rongrong's cheeks... and then pulled them outwards.

He said in a serious tone.

"Don't pretend to be asleep... give me back my money, my 100,000 gold soul coins!"

Ning Rongrong opened her eyes, looking confused.

Ning Rongrong: "???"

"Ouch...it hurts, what are you doing?"

"Pay back the money, don't try to deny it. Beauty can't seduce me, and you are not pretty at all."

"You...are so abominable!"

Ning Rongrong was so angry that she almost died. She was just taking care of Pineapple Blowing Snow and accidentally fell asleep. Was it necessary for him to watch her like a thief?
"Here is the reward for last time... I am in a good mood so I will give you 50,000 gold soul coins. Now there are a total of 150,000 gold soul coins!"

"And... my name is Ning Rongrong! Not a little one..."

Ning Rongrong angrily threw out a gold card. After Pineapple Blowing Snow took the card, she immediately performed a Sichuan Opera face-changing performance.

"Hello rich woman... Bang, Rongrong... From now on you are my best friend. If something like this happens again, I, Pineapple Blowing Snow, will definitely be the first one to come forward!"

"And it's a friendship price... I'll give you 20% off!"

Just by casually throwing out 150,000 gold soul coins, Ning Rongrong has been classified as a wealthy woman in the eyes of Pineapple Blowing Snow!
Ning Rongrong's mouth twitched. You want to be friends with me, money?
Just when Ning Rongrong was about to explode, a strong and powerful voice suddenly rang out.

"Rongrong...are you up yet?"

It turned out that Ning Fengzhi walked in at some point. When he saw Pineapple Blowing Snow who had woken up, he smiled gently.

"Oh...little boy, you're awake too!"

"Come over for dinner together!"

(End of this chapter)