Douluo Continent: Starting with winning over Zhu Zhuqing, may you have many children and much happin

"Where are you two lovely ladies going?"

In just a few breaths, Bu Le, wearing a baseball cap, was standing in front of Ning Rongrong.

He even bowed, bending over, trying to show his gentlemanly manners.

But Ning Rongrong was no ordinary person; after all, she came from a major sect and saw through the other party's intentions at a glance.

Looking at the other person wearing a baseball cap and with their front teeth showing when they spoke.

She immediately clutched her stomach: "Yue~ This is disgusting! You creepy uncle, get away from me!"

Zhu Zhuqing instinctively covered her nose.

The two women's actions instantly angered Bu Le.

As one of the bullies, he was actually disliked by two young women.

Pointing his right finger at Ning Rongrong, he said, "You, you, you, I smell so good, I have a manly scent, and you actually say I'm disgusting."

"Ah... a woman who doesn't know how to appreciate... accept my punishment."

"Whoosh~".

Dark soul power surged from Bu Le's body, gradually forming a soul ring at his feet.

Then came two, three, and four.

The moment Zhu Zhuqing saw the spirit ring, she became wary.

Even his breathing became heavier, and he muttered, "A Soul Master of level 40 or so."

With my current strength, I can't beat him at all. I didn't expect that although the person in front of me is despicable, his strength is anything but.

Ning Rongrong was instinctively afraid when she saw the other party's power, but when she remembered that she was from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she immediately straightened up.

With his hands on his hips, he looked displeased, his eyes darting to the side, and said in a flippant tone, "He's just a Soul Master, nothing special. Even the gatekeeper in our house is no better."

"I am a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, do you dare to touch me?"

Ning Rongrong planned to use her identity to force the other party to leave, since no one on the entire continent would be unaware of her sect.

However, she underestimated Bu Le's lewdness, and the next second she was trapped in place by a ball of black soul power.

Ning Rongrong instinctively felt fear: "I said... I'm from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, how dare you lay a hand on me?"

Bu Le stretched out his right hand and straightened his hat: "Little girl, here I am the king, I don't care what kind of clan you are."

"Besides, at worst I can go to the Star Luo Empire. In that vast sea of ​​people, how would you possibly find me?"

Ning Rongrong hadn't thought of this, as she had never been bullied in the sect.

Unexpectedly, revealing his identity after leaving the sect was completely useless, and he couldn't help but start to panic.

Until Bu Le's hand lightly touched Ning Rongrong's chin.

This caused the latter to start trembling uncontrollably.

"Ah, don't touch me!"

"You perverted old man, get out of my way! Lu Yang, come save me!"

"You're not my little follower, why should I save you?" Lu Yang said calmly.

He thought Ning Rongrong would consider it, but to his surprise, she immediately blurted out: "Follower it is, hurry up and save me."

"This creepy uncle is so lewd, I can't stand it anymore."

Ning Rongrong looked displeased and gave him a lewd smile.

And those two not-so-white front teeth.

As a genius in the sect, he had never suffered such hardship before. He immediately began to agree to any conditions.

Lu Yang moved swiftly and grabbed Bu Le's arm.

In mid-air.

Suddenly, Bu Le's gaze, which had been wandering aimlessly and slyly, became focused.

"You dare to meddle in my business, kid."

With a wave of his left hand, Lu Yang used the True Fire of the Sun to release Ning Rongrong from her restraints.

He pinched hard with his right hand.

"Click~".

The sound of bones dislocating rang out instantly.

"ah……".

Bu Le let out a miserable scream.

The news spread unchecked in the twilight of Soto.

Lu Yang kicked his opponent, sending him flying several meters away. After tracing a graceful arc in the air, the opponent crashed to the ground in a disheveled state.

Ning Rongrong strode over to Lu Yang, having just finished speaking.

She dares not leave his side no matter what.

He reached out and grabbed Lu Yang's arm, leaving the latter speechless.

"Weren't you quite the talker just now? What happened to your identity?"

Faced with the question, Ning Rongrong still retorted defiantly, "If my Grandpa Jian were here, he would definitely cut this sleazy person into eight pieces."

"But now, you're the only one who can protect me. Lu Yang~ For our sake as classmates, you won't just stand by and watch me die, will you?"

Moral kidnapping?

but……

Lu Yang's lips twitched into a cold smile: "You're my follower now. I'm the boss, so naturally I'll protect you."

"Watch how I avenge you."

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this: "We must beat them until they can't take care of themselves."

"And while you're at it, give this weird uncle a physical castration."

As she spoke, she raised her small hand, her face slightly flushed, and clenched her fist at the other person: "Cripple him, otherwise he will harm even more girls."

Lu Yang already understood: "Then let's turn him into a woman."

"I told Ning Rongrong not to hold me so tightly, my blood vessels are about to become congested."

The latter's expression twitched with embarrassment: "I just went through that kind of thing."

"Damn it!" Bu Le roared angrily on the ground.

He stood up and a dark arm appeared behind him.

"Oh, my handsome face!"

He pointed his index finger sharply at Lu Yang's direction.

"You little brat, how dare you damage my handsome face and my hand?"

"None of you will escape, I want both the men and the women~".

Ning Rongrong made a face with her hand a short distance away and briefly drooped her eyelids.

"This weird uncle really doesn't discriminate between men and women; he even went after Lu Yang, who is a man."

"A man... how could that be?"

Lu Yang secretly wondered if Yin Du was an Indian.

……

"Third Soul Skill: Ruthless Flower-Surging".

With the activation of Bu Le's soul skill,

Two hands emitting black smoke rapidly reached out to grab Lu Yang and the others.

All that could be seen was a dark shadow flashing by.

For ordinary people, it's very fast, like a gust of wind flashing by, leaving no time to react.

But Lu Yang emitted a dazzling light, and waved his right hand forward: "Want to try some stir-fried chicken feet?"

The golden crow's flames burst forth instantly, meeting those pitch-black hands.

"Boom~".

The flames blazed intensely, instantly piercing through the opponent's black hands.

"Ah~".

Bu Le let out a miserable scream.

He felt a burning pain in his hand, but before he could react...

The golden crow's flames had already reached him and instantly engulfed him.

Flames shot into the sky in an instant.

"Ah~".

Interspersed with unhappy screams.

Until the flames died down, a pitch-black figure rose from the fire.

He lowered his head and looked down.

"Is it already cooked?" With a displeased look in his eyes and a moment of confusion, he opened his mouth and cried out: "No... I've lost my dignity."

Ning Rongrong jumped up and down with joy, then covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes still teasing Lu Yang: "Haha~ You really crippled him."

Lu Yang smiled slightly and then gave the other person an OK sign.

"Don't worry, it's medium-rare."