Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 112 Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's Feelings
The candlelight flickered gently inside the wooden house, casting a rosy glow on Ning Rongrong's delicate face.

She sat on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, posing as if ready to be taken.

"Come on, I'm all ready!" Her voice trembled, but she tried to remain calm.

The thief's eye twitched violently, and he raised his hand to give her a sharp rap on the forehead.

"What are you thinking at such a young age?!"

"Ouch!" Ning Rongrong covered her smoking head, her big, watery eyes filled with grievance.

"You dragged her into the room so late at night, what kind of serious business could a man and a woman have together alone like that!"

She muttered to herself, twisting the hem of her skirt with her fingers.

"They've already taken such a proactive approach, and you... why are you still standing there like a block of wood?!"

The man, who was known as "No Thieves Under Heaven," sighed deeply, his lips twitching uncontrollably.

The little witch is still the same little witch, and the car is going incredibly fast.

With his mind at ease, Wu Zetian took out the Qiluo Tulip, which emitted a seven-colored halo, from his soul tool.

"Here, this is your share."

The moment the immortal herb appeared, Ning Rongrong's pupils contracted sharply, and a sudden surge of emotion welled up in her heart, as if this immortal herb was meant to belong to her.

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears, and she trembled as she accepted the herb.

She mistakenly believed that the reason the team had left during the past six months was to find this magical herb for her.

"Captain." Ning Rongrong's voice choked with emotion. Suddenly, she threw herself into Tianxia Wuzei's arms with lightning speed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him heavily on the cheek. "I knew you wouldn't be biased!"

The thief was so startled by her bold move that he froze.

At the same time, several puzzled question marks appeared on my head.

It shouldn’t be!

Why is she so agitated when she hasn't even absorbed the Qiluo Tulip yet?
Logically speaking, shouldn't we only get this excited after the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda evolves into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?!

However, what no thief knew was that Ning Rongrong mistakenly believed that he had left the team for half a year specifically to find this magical herb for her.

A while later, the girl's soft touch still lingered on his cheek, and Tianxia Wuzei felt a strange heat rising in his chest.

He quickly pried her hands off his neck and stood up somewhat flusteredly.

"Cough, rest assured and absorb the pistil of this immortal herb. You will be pleasantly surprised after you finish absorbing it."

Before Ning Rongrong could ask any further questions, "No Thieves Under Heaven" spoke rapidly and strode out of the room.

Inside the house, candlelight flickered.

Ning Rongrong held the Qiluo tulip in her hands, her eyes shimmering with water, which intertwined with the seven-colored halo emanating from the fairy herb, making the whole room hazy.

"Surprised?" A smile unconsciously crept onto her lips, the little resentment in her heart long since vanished. "I knew it, you're definitely the best to me!"

Without further hesitation, she sat cross-legged, inhaling and exhaling the stamens of the Qiluo tulip, her soul power slowly circulating through her body.

The man, somewhat flustered, emerged from the wooden house. He was feeling quite aroused by Ning Rongrong's actions.

However, after half a year of training in the Killing City, the abnormality in his body disappeared instantly.

Outside the wooden cabin, the campfire crackled.

The three traitors had already returned to their rooms to cultivate, and Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling had also gone to rest.

Only Zhu Zhuqing sat alone by the fire, the cold moonlight casting a silvery glow on her shoulders.

She and Ning Rongrong shared a wooden cabin, and sensing that something indescribable was happening inside, she volunteered to keep watch.

"Go and rest." The voice of "No Thief Under Heaven" suddenly rang out, and he sat down beside her. "I'll keep watch tonight."

Zhu Zhuqing only snapped out of her daze upon hearing the voice. She stared blankly at Tianxia Wuzei: "You guys aren't..."

"What are you thinking about?" Tianxia Wuzei sighed and rubbed his forehead. "I'm just giving her the reward for breaking through to Soul Master and teaching her to absorb immortal herbs."

"is that so?!"

Zhu Zhuqing blurted it out, then immediately realized her lapse in composure.

The night breeze caressed her hair, and quietly carried away a heavy stone from the depths of her heart.

In the flickering light of the campfire, the girl's taut shoulders relaxed almost imperceptibly.

The thief stretched, his bones making a crisp sound.

The days of travel and the recent test had indeed left him somewhat exhausted.

"Uh!"

He inadvertently tilted his head back, and a faint red lip print on his neck stood out prominently in the firelight.

Zhu Zhuqing's cat-like pupils suddenly contracted, and her fist, which had just loosened, clenched tightly again.

She felt inexplicably irritated and extremely wronged. She stood up and boldly walked up to the person in front of "No Thieves Under Heaven".

"Is something wrong?!" The Thief-Free World noticed her unusual behavior and asked. "This lipstick mark," Zhu Zhuqing replied, seemingly ignoring the question, her fingertips almost poking his neck. "What happened?!"

The man, who was seemingly oblivious to the warmth on his neck, touched it without concealing it.

"Oh, Ning Rongrong was so excited to get the immortal herb that she stole a kiss from me."

He answered casually, but then the girl suddenly lunged forward.

Strands of hair, chilled by the night dew, brushed against Tianxia Wuzei's cheek, their noses almost touching.

"In your eyes..." Zhu Zhuqing's voice trembled slightly, her warm breath brushing against his face, "Am I really inferior to her?"

"you……"

Before Tianxia Wuzei could speak, Zhu Zhuqing had already pounced on him.

Her soft, delicate body pressed down on him with an irresistible force, completely filling the last gap between them.

"I was here first!" Her voice trembled, filled with long-suppressed grievances. "Why did she get to be here?!"

The night wind suddenly stopped, and the campfire crackled.

Zhu Zhuqing's rapid breaths sprayed onto his face, and her hands, which were usually gripping claws, were now tightly clutching Tianxia Wuzei's clothes.

Moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on her stubborn profile.

Even the most oblivious person in the world would understand the feelings of the girl in his arms at this moment.

Having been single in both his lives, he was somewhat at a loss in the face of this situation.

"Women...what a hassle!" he thought to himself with a wry smile.

Since I don't know how to deal with it, I might as well follow my heart.

With his arms wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing's waist, he pulled her tightly into his embrace, locking her firmly in his arms.

The girl froze for a moment, then rubbed against his chest like a satiated cat, a faint fragrance lingering in her hair.

Although no words were said, this expression was enough to show that Tianxia Wuzei accepted Zhu Zhuqing.

Just as the two were immersed in the enchanting atmosphere, three pairs of cunning eyes were gleaming with gossip through the cracks in the window of the largest wooden house.

The three traitors huddled together by the window like a human pyramid, their six hands tightly covering their mouths, afraid of making a sound that might ruin their boss's plans.

The next day, sunlight filtered through the branches and dappled the wooden house.

"Time to get up," Tianxia Wuzei softly called to Zhu Zhuqing, who was resting her head on his shoulder.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she still clung to his left arm, rubbing her cheek against his arm like a lazy cat.

"what!"

Suddenly, a joyful scream pierced the morning mist.

Ning Rongrong rushed out of the wooden house, holding the dazzling Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda high, completely ignoring Zhu Zhuqing beside her, and grabbed Tianxia Wuzei's right arm.

"Captain." She looked up, her face flushed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has evolved into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, breaking the limitations of my family's inheritance. I... I don't know how to thank you!"

As she spoke, Ning Rongrong rested her head on Tianxia Wuzei's shoulder, "How about... how about I repay you with my body!"

On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly tightened her grip on Ning Rongrong's left arm, staring at her warily.

The thief-free man stood frozen in place, while two distinctly different fragrances drifted in the morning breeze.

On one side, there was the cool scent of night dew; on the other, the sweet fragrance of crabapple blossoms.

Meanwhile, the others also came out of the cabin, watching the show with gossipy expressions.

Faced with the gazes of the crowd, Tianxia Wuzei felt as if he had a fishbone stuck in his throat, a thorn in his back, or was sitting on pins and needles. He quickly withdrew his arms and stepped aside.

He coughed a few times and instructed the group, "Continue your training as usual. I'll go take care of some things and come back soon."

Before he could finish speaking, he walked awkwardly in a certain direction.

"Seriously, are all the girls in Douluo Continent so precocious? They're all so proactive, it's unbelievable. If I hadn't been through so much, I really might not have been able to resist!"

The thief's eyes narrowed slightly as he quickly composed himself.

After all, he was about to face a cunning old fox.

Soon, two figures, one in black and one in white, appeared in the distance; they were Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

When Ning Fengzhi's gaze fell on Tianxia Wuzei, a barely perceptible fervor flashed in his eyes.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his voice gentle yet tinged with urgency: "Holy Son, you've kept me waiting for quite some time."

Without flinching, Tianxia Wuzei looked directly at the two and said, "In that case, Sect Leader Ning, have you brought what I asked for?"

“Of course.” Ning Fengzhi waved his sleeve lightly, and a palm-sized, transparent blue, three-dimensional triangular object appeared in his palm.

"This is the Vast Ocean Universe Cover. Holy Son, where is what I seek?"

(End of this chapter)