Douluo Continent: Angel Rebirth

Ning Rongrong followed Feng Nihuang through the stone forest and finally arrived at Qian Renxue's cave.

Feng Nihuang walked into the cave, placed the wooden frame in the corner of the cave, took the remaining wooden frames from Ning Rongrong, and arranged them neatly.

Ning Rongrong watched Feng Nihuang put the shelves skillfully and clean them naturally, and suddenly felt at a loss. She felt excluded from this space.

Ning Rongrong was a little embarrassed. She took a step forward, stood in front of Feng Nihuang, and asked, "Feng Nihuang, do you know where Brother Wanyan has gone?"

Feng Nihuang raised his head and glanced at her. Without saying a word, he walked out of the cave from her side and immediately began to move his muscles.

Ning Rongrong was annoyed at first, and then thought of Feng Nihuang's tragic life experience. People who grew up in such an environment should be wary of others. Ning Rongrong put aside her grudges and watched Feng Nihuang move her muscles with interest, but did not ask any questions.

After Feng Nihuang made simple preparations, she ran down the mountain.

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened and she couldn't help but ask: "Feng Nihuang! Where are you going? Are you going to find Brother Wanyan?"

Looking at Feng Nihuang's retreating back, she stamped her feet, "It's really annoying! How can there be such a person! I have to teach her a lesson in the future when I find the opportunity!"

Then Ning Rongrong walked into the cave and looked at Qian Wanyan's residence.

The cave has all kinds of daily necessities, and they are all arranged neatly. It can be seen that the owner of the cave is a careful person.

Ning Rongrong picked up the water glass, but found no water. She hesitated for a moment, looked at the mountain stream flowing out of the stone wall, swallowed her saliva, and sat down slumped.

The sky darkened little by little, and the surrounding area slowly became silent. The silver moonlight poured on the earth, making people feel extremely chilly.

Ning Rongrong nodded heavily. She opened her eyes dimly, looked at the empty surroundings, and rubbed her eyes.

Ning Rongrong quickly realized that she was alone here. Qian Wanyan hadn't come back yet, and Feng Nihuang didn't know where she was. Looking at the silence and darkness around her, Ning Rongrong shuddered.

"Feng Nihuang! Brother Wanyan! Feng Nihuang, Brother Wanyan!..." She called their names carefully, hoping for someone to answer.

However, there was no sound in the darkness, and huge fear enveloped Ning Rongrong. This was the first time she had been alone in the darkness. Her residence is usually brightly lit, and there are maids standing by her even when she is resting.

And now... Ning Rongrong leaned against the stone wall and moved out carefully, "Brother Wanyan! Feng Nihuang! Where are you?" There was a cry in her voice.

"Dad! Where are you? I want to go home!" Ning Rongrong squatted down against the stone, clasped his hands on his chest, and cried.

Ning Rongrong was hungry and cold. In addition, she fell down this morning and was dirty all over. She didn't feel anything during the day, but now she felt like there were countless little bugs crawling around her body, and she was trembling with fear.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."Who are going to save me?! I will be obedient and obedient in the future, and I will never bully others! I will definitely practice seriously and stop being lazy! Who can come and save me?" Ning Rongrong sobbed, she repeated I cried out all over the place, but no one responded.

The mountain wind blew through the woods, making a rustling sound. Ning Rongrong was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he looked nervously at the woods in the distance with a nervous expression.

Ning Rongrong shivered as the cold wind blew by. She pulled her cloak and curled up.

The rustling sound just now startled her, and she mistakenly thought that some wild beast was coming. She was so nervous that she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. After relaxing, she felt the cool night breeze blowing by.

There was a rustling sound, but Ning Rongrong ignored it and thought it was the conversation between the trees and the breeze. However, she soon felt something was wrong, and the sound seemed to come from the cracks in the rocks! Ning Rongrong took a few steps back, further away from the stone, and looked nervously at the cracks in the stone next to her.

A small red snake one inch long crawled out of the stone crevice with its core spitting out.

The cold aura locked onto Ning Rongrong. The little snake straightened its body, its vertical pupils glowing with cruelty and bloodthirsty light. Ning Rongrong's blood coagulated all over her body, it was over! It's doomed now!

Ning Rongrong was afraid to stay still, praying silently in her heart, I am a wooden person, please don't look at me; I am a wooden person, please don't look at me!

The two sides were in a stalemate for a moment, with the little snake hesitating while hesitating, but Ning Rongrong did not dare to relax.

Sweat dropped across his brows and flowed to the tip of his nose. Ning Rongrong's nose trembled. Ning Rongrong sneezed.

The little snake was startled and took a few steps back. Nobuko kept hesitating, and the scales on his body reflected a dangerous light.

The little snake pounced out as fast as lightning. Looking at the rapidly enlarging little snake, Ning Rongrong's breath froze, her heart skipped a beat, and goosebumps arose.

The distance between the two sides was quickly approaching, and Ning Rongrong could already clearly see the ferocious scales on the little snake's body and smell the fishy smell in the little snake's mouth!

Ning Rongrong shouted. She put one hand on the ground and struggled to get up, trying to escape from here! Woo hoo, dad, I want to go home! This place is really terrible, I will never come here again! Ning Rongrong cried.

But because Ning Rongrong had been squatting for a long time, her energy and blood were blocked. When she suddenly stood up, her thighs went numb and she collapsed to the ground.

She struggled and cried out in fear, but she couldn't stop the snake from approaching.

Feeling the fear of its prey, the little snake suddenly accelerated, opened its jaws, and bit Ning Rongrong's calf.

Ning Rongrong screamed, and she finally stood up, but the little snake bit her leg tightly.

Ning Rongrong ran staggeringly and kept shaking her legs, but she couldn't break free no matter what.

Woohoo, help! Is there anyone? Help! Ning Rongrong cried, feeling numbness in her calves. Suddenly, she was knocked down by a protruding stone and fell heavily to the ground. Her palms and thighs were burning, and the crimson liquid showed deep red in the mud.

Coincidentally, the little snake was pressed by Ning Rongrong's calf. It struggled wildly, but could not move.

Ning Rongrong screamed, she picked up a stone from the side, shook her hands, raised it high above her head, and smashed it at the little snake.

"Ahhhhh, I'll smash you to death! Go to hell! Beat you to death! Go to hell! Woo! Woo! Woo!" Ning Rongrong cried while smashing, regardless of whether she hit the little snake or not, she was now seeing There's only that damn snake in there.

She thought of everything that happened today, the promise to her father, Feng Nihuang's disregard, the disappointing waiting, the desperate plea for help, and the boundless grievances spurting out in her heart. She was in urgent need of an outlet now, and she ignored it and faced the little one. The snake was hit hard again and again.

After a long time, Ning Rongrong lost her strength, and the stone in her palm suddenly flew out above her head. Ning Rongrong's hands fell to the ground limply.

Ning Rongrong looked at the rocks rolling down several times, sobbed a few times, and moved her hands in front of her eyes with difficulty. She couldn't believe that her eyes were covered with scars, blood bubbles, and her once delicate little hands were covered in purple and black!

Look at her knees again. The purple and green spots are splaying as Ning Rongrong trembles. If you look closely, you can see the pieces of skin and flesh drooping on the muscles and bones. Large and small stones are inserted into her flesh and blood. The blood flows like a stream. The ankles then formed patches of "wetlands" on the ground.

She turned her gaze to her calf, but was attracted by several small holes under her legs. The holes were of different depths, some were several centimeters deep, and some only had a little mark.

Following the blood stains, she saw a ball of flesh, and she couldn't tell whether it was her own or the snake's.

She hissed and slowly moved the meat away. During this period, he accidentally touched the wound, shook a few times, and turned pale.

There was a tearing sound, and with tears in her eyes, Ning Rongrong pinched off the broken skin tremblingly.

After she removed the meat paste, Ning Rongrong breathed a long sigh of relief, spread her hands, and lay on the ground.

After lying there for a few minutes, Ning Rongrong thought of something. I am the eldest daughter of the Qibao Glazed Sect. How could I die so ugly? No, I have to die looking good. Ning Rongrong slowly crawled towards a nearby stone, with a long trail of blood trailing on the ground.

A few minutes later, Ning Rongrong finally approached the stone. She stretched out her hands and slowly moved up the stone. When she finally leaned her upper body on the stone, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and hummed in comfort.

So comfortable! How strange! I actually feel more comfortable leaning against a hard stone than lying on a soft mattress! Ning Rongrong laughed.

Ning Rongrong slowly raised her arms and wiped the sweat and tears from her face. Only then did she have time to look at herself.

Ning Rongrong felt that there was no part of her body that was not sore, and there was no part of her body that was not in a state of embarrassment.

Looking at the bloody calves, ferocious knees, and bloody palms, Ning Rongrong shook her head with a wry smile.

Ning Rongrong felt comfortable as the mountain breeze blew by. She couldn't help but tilt her head to one side, squinted her eyes, and spread her hands on the rocks.

I'm afraid I'm going to die? Ning Rongrong suddenly thought of it.

The strange thing is that after the struggle and cleaning up just now, she calmed down and looked at the passing of her life calmly.

I never thought I would die here. Ning Rongrong's eyes were sour, and she wiped her eyes with her wrist, but her tears seemed to be out of her control, and she rushed to escape from her hometown.

Ning Rongrong simply closed her eyes and let them flow freely.

After a long time, she opened her red eyes and sniffed.

Dad will probably miss me, right? The eldest brother should be very sad.

Brother Wanyan, I wonder if he will forget me? That stinky girl Feng Nihuang probably still wouldn't say a word even after she knew I was dead.

Will Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu be so angry that they kill all the animals on this mountain?

It's a pity that I couldn't practice properly. If I have another chance, I will definitely...I will definitely not be polite to Feng Nihuang, and I won't leave a chicken bone to her!

Thinking of Feng Nihuang looking at her with resentful eyes, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but clapped her hands and laughed, but she forgot that her palms were injured and slapped her hard, making her take a breath.

Huh? Is she already dying? I seem to be hallucinating. In the past, relatives before dying said that they saw the person they most wanted to see. She also heard that the moment a person dies, his or her life will be played back quickly like a movie, so that she can remember who she is.

ah! Sure enough, she heard the call, she laughed and cried, and fell asleep with tears streaming down her face.

Ning Rongrong looked around with nostalgia, looking at the brilliant starry sky, the fragrant grass, the tall trees...

It turns out that the world is so beautiful! Ning Rongrong sighed.

She patted the stone behind her and closed her eyes.

Huh? Why didn't I see anyone? Only sounds? Why didn’t I see my father, Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, my eldest brother, Qian Wanyan, and Feng Nihuang?

In the haze, she felt like she was flying. Is this what death feels like? Ning Rongrong thought at the last second when she lost consciousness

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Consciousness climbed up Ning Rongrong's body with difficulty. She woke up slowly and looked at the surrounding environment. She couldn't help complaining, why is this still the case after death?

Her nose moved, huh? Why are there such fragrant stones in heaven? Isn’t that Feng Nihuang’s stone? Why do gods eat this too?

Ning Rongrong wanted to see the difference between the stones in heaven and those made by Phoenix on earth.

She just moved her legs and gasped in pain.

Don’t you feel nothing when you’re dead? It seems they are all lies! Ning Rongrong thought angrily.

Ning Rongrong raised her hands and was shocked when she saw her hands wrapped in gauze!

I'm not dead! I'm not dead! Ning Rongrong was in a trance for a while. Suddenly, Ning Rongrong laughed loudly, smiling, and she cried tears.

She is not dead! She is still alive! She was so excited that she cried with joy.

"Cough cough cough" she coughed violently several times, laughing so hard that her saliva got stuck...

Feng Nihuang came closer, holding a stone in her hand. Looking at Ning Rongrong's embarrassed appearance, the corners of her mouth raised an invisible arc. She sat next to Ning Rongrong and slowly opened the stone.

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened as she waited. She gave Feng Nihuang a resentful look and couldn't wait to snatch it from Feng Nihuang's hand. She knocked open the stone with her gauze-covered hands and looked at the fresh leaves, golden chicken skin, yellow and white chicken, and the rising heat. She was stunned for a moment.

She rubbed her red eyes, raised her head, looked at Feng Nihuang, and said hoarsely: "It's all your fault! The heat got into her eyes."

After a moment of pause, she picked up the chicken in her hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Pfft!" Ning Rongrong spit out the chicken again. She fanned it hard with her hands, stuck out her tongue, and screamed, "It's too hot!"

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Feng Nihuang was originally very moved, but when she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but let out a laugh like a silver bell.

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes at her and continued to work hard and eat happily.

A few days later, the injury on Ning Rongrong's hand was mostly healed, and her calf was slowly recovering. Ning Rongrong carried a cane and followed Feng Nihuang around every day.

A month later, Ning Rongrong was lying on the stone bed, and Feng Nihuang sat next to her, carefully removing the gauze from her calf.

As the gauze unfolded layer by layer, Ning Rongrong covered her eyes with her hands in fear. Was she finally healed? Will it leave scars? What should I do if I get scars in the future? …

Ning Rongrong was thinking a lot, but she didn't feel any pain.

Feng Nihuang looked at the smooth and tender calves in front of her, but she frowned and looked solemn.

Ning Rongrong looked at Feng Nihuang with a solemn expression and couldn't help but hold her breath.

Ruined! It must have left a scar! Even someone with facial paralysis like Feng Nihuang is so serious. It seems that my legs... Thinking of the injuries on her legs, Ning Rongrong's eyes turned red and she closed her eyes.

What Ning Rongrong didn't know was that Feng Nihuang's frown was not because of the scar on her leg.

What ointment did Ning Rongrong apply? Why aren't there any scars left? Was her skin like this before? How does she take care of herself? Was it like this before or did it get better after applying the ointment? If it was because of the effectiveness of the ointment, then Feng Nihuang looked at her arm and fell into deep thought.

When she came back to her senses, she couldn't help but blush when she thought of what she had just thought. Seeing Ning Rongrong covering her eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief and coughed lightly to hide her inner embarrassment.

Ning Rongrong has calmed down. Forget it, it will be good if she can save her life. It is better not to expect to return to her original appearance. Ning Rongrong looked at her calf and her eyes widened.

Huh? what happened? Wasn't I injured? Why are there no traces?

Ning Rongrong sat up in shock. She closed her calves and looked at it carefully.

Not even a trace? Am I dreaming?

Ning Rongrong raised his head and looked towards Feng Nihuang, who happened to be looking over. The two stared at each other, and for a moment, they became quiet.

Ning Rongrong scratched her head, "How come there are no traces at all?" She was full of curiosity, what was going on?

"You don't need to read it. In your prescription, I added clear cream, which can cleanse the skin and remove scars." Ning Lang came over and inspected Ning Rongrong's wound and said, and the two of them suddenly realized.

"Brother, how did you discover such a good thing?" Ning Rongrong looked at Ning Lang with admiration, and Feng Nihuang also looked at Ning Lang, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity. Ning Lang had never been looked at like this before. He blushed and said, "This is not a difficult task, as long as you know the principles of skin..."

Ning Rongrong was confused, "What is the skin texture? By the way, brother, wasn't I bitten by a snake? How come I wasn't poisoned?"

Ning Lang rolled his eyes at her, "Not all snakes are venomous. The snake that bit you that day was only a juvenile and non-venomous. Its bright appearance is just to confuse the enemy."

Ning Rongrong exclaimed, "Brother, you are so awesome! You all know this!"

Ning Lang smiled sheepishly, "It's nothing, you can know by reading more books." He suddenly thought of something, and his face darkened, "I can only do this."

Ning Rongrong was a little embarrassed, but she didn't know how to comfort him, so she changed the subject and said, "By the way, why haven't you seen Brother Wanyan during this time? Where has he been?" "

Ning Lang calmed down and said slowly: "Sword Douluo is conducting special training on Brother Yan. He won't be able to come back for a while. Please tell me to tell you."

Ning Rongrong nodded, then he looked at Feng Nihuang and said, "Nihuang, what should we do next?" During the month when Ning Rongrong was recovering from her injuries, Feng Nihuang had been taking good care of her. He has been following Feng Nihuang since he recovered a little from his injury, so he is already very familiar with her.

Feng Nihuang thought for a moment: "Then when will we start training?" Although she has not yet awakened her martial soul, she has been able to summon flames from time to time since she accidentally injured the man with a fireball that day.

Qian Wanyan told her that this was the characteristic of her martial spirit, indicating that she would be a fire-attribute martial spirit in the future. Before he found a way to awaken her martial soul, she could still practice meditation.

After a period of deliberate practice, Feng Nihuang is now able to summon flames skillfully. Now she is trying to use Wuhun when cooking, but due to poor control, her cooking skills have declined sharply recently, causing Ning Rongrong to feel resentful.

Ning Rongrong also became serious. After experiencing the life and death situation, she grew up a lot. It became clearer that seeking help from others is better than asking for yourself. Although she is an auxiliary soul master and does not have strong attack ability, she can still rely on her excellent auxiliary ability to amplify her teammates, thus indirectly achieving the purpose of protecting herself.

Although she was recovering from her injuries this month, she was not idle. Except for the time spent with Feng Nihuang, the most important thing she did was practice. Although she has not obtained the soul ring yet, her father told her when he came to visit her that if she does not obtain the soul ring and continue to practice after reaching the bottleneck, the soul power she cultivated will not disappear. After she obtains the soul ring, her soul power will increase explosively. Therefore, she was not in a hurry to obtain the soul ring, but continued to practice seriously.

Ning Lang thought of what Qian Wanyan said to him before leaving. Qian Wanyan said, "Don't belittle yourself. It's not your fault that your talent is poor. What you can do now is to use your strengths and avoid weaknesses. Although your martial spirit is not very aggressive, it is Benefiting from your Seven Treasures Book Martial Spirit, your memory is excellent! And you also have meticulous logic. If you devote yourself to studying the Martial Spirit, you will definitely achieve something! By then, who will dare to look down on you? "

Ning Lang pondered for a moment and then said, "Let me accompany you. This will also make it easier for me to record the traces of your cultivation and provide you with some help in your cultivation."

Ning Rongrong clapped her hands happily, "Then the three of us can have a companion!"

"Would Rongrong forget his father when he has someone to accompany him?" Ning Fengzhi said from outside the cave. Ning Lang's face stiffened and he lowered his head; Ning Rongrong shouted in surprise, "Dad!" Then he got out of bed and ran towards Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi did not pick up Ning Rongrong as usual, but bent down, looked at her wounds carefully, and pretended to be angry: "Don't let one of her run around in the future! She was so seriously injured this time. Do you remember it?"

Ning Rongrong pinched the corner of her clothes and said coquettishly, "Dad, I know I was wrong this time. I will definitely run with Nihuang from now on!"

"You, you! It's really annoying!" Ning Fengzhi knocked Ning Rongrong's head helplessly and said with a doting look on her face.

"Lang'er, if you want to stay, you can stay here. I will hire some teachers who are knowledgeable in martial arts research to teach you." After Ning Fengzhi comforted Ning Rongrong, he looked at Ning Lang, who had his head lowered and was reserved. , sighed imperceptibly, and then said.

Ning Lang raised his head happily, his father actually cared about him! This makes him happier than hiring a teacher for him!

He couldn't help but be a little excited. Since his martial soul mutated, he had rarely seen his father, and he hadn't spoken to his father for a long time. Seeing Ning Fengzhi's rare love and care, his eyes couldn't help but get moist.

"Yes! Thank you, father! The child will definitely live up to his father's trust!" Ning Lang saluted Ning Fengzhi and said tremblingly.

Ning Fengzhi patted him on the shoulder, then looked at Feng Nihuang and said gently: "Nihuang, thank you very much for taking care of Rongrong during this time! If you don't mind, can you practice with Rongrong?"

Feng Nihuang was overjoyed in her heart, but she only smiled slightly on the surface and saluted Ning Fengzhi: "Thank you, Sect Master Ning!" Feng Nihuang was also happy in her heart.

She has always wanted to find a teacher to guide her in her cultivation. But it has been difficult to speak up. Now Ning Fengzhi took the initiative to advance, and she naturally agreed with joy.

"Rongrong, you should rest today. Teaching will start tomorrow morning. You must be prepared! Remember your promise!" Ning Fengzhi said seriously while holding Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong looked into Ning Fengzhi's eyes, clenched her fists, and said seriously: "I won't forget it! I will definitely practice hard!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded with satisfaction, briefly chatted with Ning Rongrong and the other two about household matters, and then left.

Looking at Ning Fengzhi's leaving figure, the three of them had different thoughts, but they all showed determination.

Suddenly there was an eagle whistle outside the house, and the goshawk flapped its wings and flew up to ninety thousand miles.