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Chapter 222 Fucking a Daughter?God sister?
Ning Rongrong stared wide-eyed, looking at everything in front of her in disbelief.

"I, am I saved?"

Ning Rongrong turned her head stiffly to look at Duan Yun: "You saved me?"

Duan Yun: "Isn't this obvious? What were you shouting just now? If anyone can save you, who do you recognize as your father?"

Ning Rongrong's face was flushed: "I'm calling my father to save me, not whoever saves me will be my father!"

Duan Yun frowned: "Really? Did I hear wrong?"

Ning Rongrong nodded hastily: "You really misheard. But you have saved my life, you follow me back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I must repay you!"

In the distance, Bu Le stared at Duan Yun with resentment. His attention was all on Ning Rongrong just now, and he didn't notice Duan Yun approaching at all, otherwise he would never have had a pair of arms cut off. Well, at least he himself is so thought.

Bule gritted his teeth and said, "You are Duan Yun? I recognize you. Why do you meddle in your own business?"

Duan Yun glanced at him lightly: "Your name is Bule? If I remember correctly, you are a registered soul master of the Wuhun Temple, right?"

The unhappy face was pale, and cold sweat broke out in pain: "That's right. Since Mr. Duan Yun wants to keep this girl, then I'll just leave. Can you let me take those severed arms?"

The arm that was just cut off, if it is treated in time, maybe it can be connected by a healing soul master. It's just that I don't know if it will work after it is connected.

Duan Yun: "Don't worry about this, let me ask you something!"

The reason why Bule recognized Duan Yun's identity was not because he had read "Yue Zi", but because he had watched Duan Yun's match in the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena, and as Duan Yun said, Le is a registered soul master of the Wuhun Temple. To put it bluntly, he is a non-staffed soul master of the Wuhun Temple, but the non-staff are also from the Wuhun Temple. How could he not know Duan Yun, the holy son of the Wuhun Temple?
Bule resisted the pain: "Excuse me!"

Duan Yun pointed to Ning Rongrong: "What the hell was she shouting just now? Is daddy helping? Or whoever can save her, she will recognize whoever is her daddy?"

Bule subconsciously said: "Help, Dad!"

Duan Yun frowned: "Huh? Think about it again?"

Bu Le was startled: "She, she shouted that whoever can save her, she will recognize whoever can save her as her father!"

Duan Yun turned to look at Ning Rongrong, and shrugged: "Did you hear that? What you shouted just now is that whoever can save you will be your father. You must be too nervous and remember it wrong!"

Ning Rongrong: "I, I didn't call this!"

Duan Yun: "Shouted!"

Ning Rongrong: "I didn't shout!"

Duan Yun: "The one called Bule, can you still make a move? I'm leaving, just pretend I didn't see it!"

Bu Le: "Hands are broken, but my martial soul can still condense.!"

Ning Rongrong: ".!"

Duan Yun: "What did you shout just now?"

Ning Rongrong bit her lip: "Who, if anyone can save me, I will recognize him as my father!"

That's right!

Duan Yun nodded in satisfaction: "In that case, I will be your godfather from today on. Dear daughter, please call me godfather."

Ning Rongrong stared at Duan Yun, even if Bu Le did not have the identity of Po Duan Yun, Ning Rongrong could still recognize Duan Yun, after all, she was someone who had read "Yuezi" very well, and the "Yuezi" she read Ning Fengzhi specially entrusted someone to bring it back from Wuhun City, with Duan Yun's autograph on it.

It is said that there are only 10 copies of this signed version of "Yuezi" in the whole mainland, and even the pictures introduced by the author are high-definition images of people. Under such circumstances, how could she fail to recognize Duan Yun's identity?

Ning Rongrong: "Are you about the same age as me? Let me recognize you as a godfather? I won't do it!"

Duan Yun put his hips on his hips and said, "You backtracked, you didn't keep your promise!"

After the danger was eliminated, Ning Rongrong relaxed and begged for mercy: "Please, don't let me call you godfather, okay? I'll consider you godbrother, right?"

Duan Yun was a little disappointed: "Forget it, I won't embarrass you, if you want to be a brother, you can be a brother, right? Are you a verb? Or an adjective?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment: "What is a verb? What is an adjective?"

Duan Yun: "I almost forgot, you don't understand this, just wait until I write these in the new version of "Yuezi" next time!"

In the distance, Bule was in sore pain, his arms were cut off, and the blood hadn't stopped. To be able to persist in such severe pain and not pass out until now is already considered astonishing willpower.

Bu Le: "Master Duan Yun, can you give me the broken arm?"

Duan Yun glanced at him: "You want to break your arm? Do you still want to leave?"

Bu Le exclaimed: "You promised me...!"

Duan Yun: "When did I promise to let you go? Take a closer look and recall it? What's more, even if I promised you just now, wouldn't I be allowed to go back on my word? This little girl is now my god-sister. My younger sister is closer than my own younger sister, do you understand this truth? How dare you provoke me to be my younger sister? Would you be ashamed not to save your life to make amends?"

Bu Le turned pale with fright, without any hesitation, turned around and ran away, not even the two amputated arms that fell on the ground.

"Boundless Grass. Grass Dragon Art!"

Duan Yun opened his hands, and the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit condensed and floated in front of him.

In the next second, the ground within tens of meters ahead shook, and blue silver grass broke through the soil layer and grew out in a blink of an eye.

hoohoo!

Blue and silver grass intertwined and entangled, a grass dragon roared out, opened its ferocious mouth and bit at Bule.

"No. Spare me!"

Bu Le panicked, he is a strong soul king, if he is in the peak state, he can hold on to Duan Yun for a while, but now
Click, click!
Bule's body was bitten by the grass dragon, and with a click, his body was bitten off by the waist, blood flew everywhere, and the broken body was thrown to the ground by the grass dragon.

"what!"

Ning Rongrong let out a soft cry, and quickly covered her eyes.

Duan Yun: "Are you scared? The majestic lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has never seen blood before, has she?"

Ning Rongrong pouted and said, "I'm not afraid of blood. Duan Yun, thank you for saving me. If you hadn't appeared, I might be dead now!"

Duan Yun: "Don't worry, you probably won't die now, Bule should just pinch you unconscious, and then take you to a deserted place and wait for an hour before killing you."

Ning Rongrong blinked, subconsciously asked: "Why does it take an hour?"

Duan Yun: "It doesn't have to be an hour, maybe a few minutes."

Ning Rongrong thought about it ignorantly, but still couldn't figure it out.

Duan Yun: "Remember not to call me by my name in the future, but to call me brother, forget it as soon as you recognize it?"

Ning Rongrong: "Elder brother is elder brother, who is afraid of whom?"

Rescuing Ning Rongrong this time was just a coincidence, the system did not release temporary achievement tasks at all.

But it's not bad to be able to recognize a god-sister. After he becomes the pope in the future, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will naturally become an ally of the Spirit Hall.

(End of this chapter)