I am in Douluo, and the female pope uses me as her first love substitute.

"Hey, everyone is here."

Oscar, who had just stepped into the cafeteria door, glanced around the hall and said with a smile.

"Xiao Ao, what are you..."

Dai Mubai noticed Oscar first, and couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at his handsome face without a beard.

"Hehe, how about it? My peerless appearance can beat your one-eyed white tiger, right?"

Oscar ran to Dai Mubai's side, put his hand on his shoulder, and took out a small mirror from somewhere. He looked in the mirror with peach blossom eyes and deep sunken sockets. His face was like a crown jewel, handsome and harmonious. His eyebrows were of moderate thickness. With a cynical smile on his face, he looked like a suave aristocratic young master. He couldn't help but become more confident, and then said coquettishly to Dai Mubai.

"Fuck off!"

Dai Mubai immediately pushed Oscar away angrily.

Oscar didn't care and glanced around the hall again. It was at this time that he vaguely felt that the atmosphere in the hall seemed a little strange at the moment.

"What...did something just happen here?"

Oscar glanced at Ma Hongjun, who was being pulled by Xiao Huohuo and looked a little strange. Then he followed the obscure glances of several people around him and saw Ning Rongrong, who was sitting alone in a seat.

Oscar's eyes lit up subconsciously, but soon he saw that Ning Rongrong didn't even look at him, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

At this time, Xiao Huohuo, as the "big brother", spoke up. He thought that Ning Rongrong would be one of his companions in the future, and so would everyone else in the cafeteria. In this case, then As the boss, he has the need to mediate the conflicts between classmates.

"This classmate Ning Rongrong, the fat man, is the classmate next to me. His name is Ma Hongjun. He didn't mean it just now. His attitude was because his martial spirit was defective..."

After listening to Xiao Huohuo's long speech, Ning Rongrong glanced at Xiao Huohuo, then at Ma Hongjun, and then smiled coldly.

"Oh, that's it. Then his martial spirit is really magical. But according to what you said, I suddenly became very curious. Is it the so-called evil fire that affects all aspects of his body and mind, or is it that he created the evil spirit himself? Where’s the fire?”

"what?"

Xiao Huohuo paused after hearing this, and then said matter-of-factly: "Of course the evil fire affected him. If Fatty hadn't been troubled by the evil fire, he would definitely not be like this."

"Oh."

Ning Rongrong smiled again, said nothing, and continued to eat breakfast by himself.

Since she was born, under the influence of her sister Ning Qingyun, although she occasionally likes to show off her "little witch" side, she has always been rational and wise in her heart, and her coquettishness is only on the surface.

Now listening to Xiao Huohuo telling her about Ma Hongjun's situation, in her opinion, it is entirely possible that Ma Hongjun's evil fire problem was caused by himself.

Otherwise, an ordinary pheasant martial spirit would mutate into something weird and unorthodox like evil fire for no reason? You must know that to a certain extent, martial souls, although basically derived from blood inheritance, are also closely related to the human soul and are the reflection of every soul master's soul.

This means that Ning Rongrong believes that Ma Hongjun's martial soul evil fire may be caused by accidental factors, but Ma Hongjun's original thoughts are probably not correct.

Besides, leaving aside the illusory mind, after Ma Hongjun awakened the so-called "Evil Fire Phoenix" martial spirit, the way to solve the daily outbreak of evil fire was to indulge in lust? You know, no matter how much you indulge in lust, it will only temporarily curb the fire, and then it will soon become more and more ignited. What is the difference between this and actively accelerating the deterioration of the disease? Moreover, if you indulge in lust, why do you have to harm other women from good families?

Isn't it possible to use my own hands...?

Something wrong.

Looking at Ma Hongjun's appearance, Ning Rongrong could deduce that Ma Hongjun was most likely not a determined person.

Maybe even he himself is willing to indulge in the influence of the evil fire on him. Is this a result of having been searching for a solution to the evil fire to no avail, or is Ma Hongjun himself simply... forget it.

Ning Rongrong was too lazy to think about it, but suddenly mentioned it again.

"I have a brother who is a very good doctor. His understanding of various martial spirits is probably the best in the mainland. Why haven't you tried to go to him to seek medical advice?"

"I wonder who your brother is?"

Hearing this, Xiao Huohuo couldn't help but ask with a little hesitation. When Ma Hongjun heard that his evil fire problem might be solved, he couldn't help but look at Ning Rongrong with bright eyes. Then, his eyes were almost instinctive. It's about to become obscene again. Fortunately, Ma Hongjun had experienced what he had just experienced, and now because of Ning Rongrong's words, he was afraid of causing trouble for her, so he quickly turned his head away.

In the cafeteria, Tang San's expression became a little weird again.

Ning Rongrong's brother, a brilliant doctor, and his understanding of martial arts is the best in the mainland?

Ning Rongrong has such a brother?

Why didn't he know? !

I'm afraid, it's another variable...

Thinking of this, Tang San's expression became slightly ugly again.

Ning Rongrong glanced at Ma Hongjun, who looked a little calmer, and then continued: "The master of the Dragon King Palace, I call him Brother Wang Zhao."

"what?!"

As soon as Ning Rongrong said these words, the expressions of everyone in the cafeteria changed.

Wang Zhao?

What kind of character is that?

He has been famous for a long time and is the unparalleled number one genius on the mainland!

Even though the undead natural disaster minister who has been in the limelight recently was defeated by him not long ago!

Ning Rongrong... Wang Zhao... Qibao Glazed Sect... Dragon King Palace...

At this time, Tang San even more keenly anticipated something, and his expression faintly changed.

While listening to everyone's conversation, he went to the cafeteria window to bring breakfast. Oscar, who was originally planning to shamelessly go over to where Ning Rongrong was, seemed to have thought about something at this time, with a look on his face. With a hint of inferiority, he walked away silently.

The cafeteria fell silent again for a while.

Ma Hongjun looked at Oscar's actions and wanted to get breakfast. However, Dai Mubai had already taken the lead, and the Xiao Wu trio standing behind also followed suit. When Tang San passed by Xiao Huohuo, the two of them Look at each other.

"Senior brother."

Tang San twitched the corners of his lips. Although he didn't want to in his heart, he still didn't show it on his face and shouted in a somewhat natural tone.

"Junior brother, you arrived at Shrek yesterday, right? It's a pity that senior brother was just making a breakthrough yesterday and didn't have time to catch up with your assessment test. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to face Teacher Zhao."

Xiao Huohuo looked at Tang San and smiled.

"Uh, um..."

Soon, Ma Hongjun brought breakfast and sat next to Xiao Huohuo, Dai Mubai sat on the other side, next to Oscar, and finally Xiao Wu led Tang San and Huo Yuhao, who sat behind the three men either intentionally or unintentionally.

The atmosphere in the cafeteria is a little weird again.

Because there were empty seats all around Ning Rongrong, while Xiao Wu was surrounded by a group of six men. In comparison, Ning Rongrong seemed to be isolated.