Douluo: Wuhun Tushan Susu, random red thread

Chapter 52 The widow, Ning Rongrong!
After returning to the chaotic space.

Under Su Su's impatient gaze, Tu Shan Honghong's soul power was slowly input into the Book of Time.

The images flow through the pages of the book.
A young Taoist priest in a state of extreme humiliation came to the foot of Mount Tu.
The moment Honghong saw the Taoist priest, her pupils suddenly contracted.
His hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and he finally murmured, "Impossible."

The screen shook, and Su Su looked at Hong Hong with a puzzled and concerned look: "Big sister, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"

"No, nothing!" Honghong quickly calmed herself down and responded lightly.

"Oh fine!"

Although Su Su was a little confused, she was soon attracted by the pictures on the pages:

"Ah, this little Taoist priest is so pitiful, he has to do so many houseworks."

"Hehe~ Jiuxuan brother is really good to me. He never asked me to do housework!"

"Hey, isn't that my big sister?"

"Those older sisters look so familiar!"

"Wow, this Taoist priest is so powerful. Hmm. How did he die?"

"Hey, he disappeared. The big brother disappeared when he was hit by the golden light."

Different from Su Su who is easily startled.

Tushan Honghong remained silent throughout the whole process, her eyes fixed on the pages of the book, not wanting to miss any details.

Until the pages of the book turned blank again, Honghong's thoughts also became blank.

"Big sister, why are you crying?"

Su Su asked cautiously, wanting to go up to her and comfort her, wipe her tears.
But the silly fox, who was not even as tall as she was when she was sitting, stood on tiptoe and waved his handkerchief, but he could not reach the red face.

"I'm fine!" Honghong said softly. She stood up and walked to the bitter love tree, her eyes blurred with tears and she remained silent.

She reached out her hand and touched the trunk of the bitter love tree, which was covered with traces of time, with deep nostalgia in her eyes.

However, if I can deceive Su Su, can I deceive myself?

Where is the bitter love tree? Where is the Tushan Mountain?
It's all just an illusion to deceive yourself!
"In my previous life, I was a big sister. In my previous life, I was a tree. It seems that Brother Jiuxuan and Big Sister were lovers in their previous life?"

Su Su talked to herself, her eyes flashing with excitement, as if she had discovered some incredible secret.

"That means Brother Jiuxuan and I were lovers in our previous lives! Is this the fate destined by God?"

She rubbed her little fingers, her eyes narrowed into crescents, her heart filled with sweet fantasies.

"Then what is the relationship between Big Sister and Brother Jiuxuan? Are they also a couple?"

Thinking of this, she frowned and became unhappy again.

On the other side, the Shrek people also returned to Soto City.
Chao Tianxiang originally planned to take Tang San to the Royal Academy of Tiandou City, but was forced to delay because of something.

'The Little Prince' is dead!
"Impossible, how could it be dead? It was fine last night!"

Ning Rongrong, holding the cold and stiff body of the 'little prince', her eyes were red and her face was full of disbelief.

"Who can say for sure? Everyone is born, grows old, gets sick and dies, let alone a little prince!"

Ma Hongjun gloated and wanted to say a few more words, but under Ning Rongrong's biting eyes, he quickly changed his words.

Ning Rongrong had also doubted this little fat boy, but last night they celebrated Oscar's promotion to Soul Master.

The girls can't play with them.
Returning to the dormitory early, they didn't come back until early in the morning.

There was no chance to do anything.

"Rongrong, you have to take care of yourself!" Xiao Wu looked at Ning Rongrong, who was feeling extremely sad and heartbroken, and said reluctantly.

She also had feelings for the little prince, but she only regarded him as a companion, and her feelings were not as deep as hers.

She couldn't imagine how distressed Rongrong must be at this moment.

If I die one day, will my third brother be so heartbroken?
She secretly glanced at Tang San, only to see that he had a blank expression on his face, making it difficult to fathom his inner thoughts.

"Rongrong, let's bury the little prince first!"

Zhu Zhuqing said softly, a trace of sadness flashing in her eyes.

Among the three of them, except Ning Rongrong, she has the closest relationship with the little prince.

Zhu Zhuqing has a cold personality and an unhappy childhood, but she finds a hint of warmth in the innocence of the little prince. If someone brings misfortune to the little prince, Zhu Zhuqing vows to track it down.

Although Ning Rongrong was unwilling, she also understood that this was the only choice.

She brought the little prince's body to the back mountain, chose a quiet place, and built a tomb for it with her own hands.

"Hey, why did its eyes turn blue?"

At this time, "Good Luck Girl" looked up at Tianxiang,

He walked forward, looked into the little prince's eyes that were still open, and said in surprise.

"blue?"

Ning Rongrong looked confused.

"Hmm~ It's a bit like the symptoms of Blue Dream Grass poisoning, but that thing smells extremely bad, this little creature will definitely not touch it!"

Chao Tianxiang added that because of her martial soul, she had some understanding of poisons.

And she is kind-hearted.
Naturally, I can't bear to see such a small life disappear, so I come here specially to see it off.

"Does that mean it was poisoned?" There was a hint of chill in Ning Rongrong's voice.

"not necessarily!"

"It could also be a disease or something like that!"

How could Ning Rongrong, who had preconceived ideas, believe other explanations?
But she could find no other evidence.

We can only let the little prince rest in peace first, and then investigate slowly later!
Tang San and his companions had no interest in accompanying Ning Rongrong to bury cats and dogs.

But after several girls went there, they became a little restless.

Especially the sausage uncle, who realized it later.

Now is a good time to take advantage of the situation, how can we just sit here?
"Rongrong, don't be too sad. Our studies should be our priority right now!"

Tang San said with concern, that abominable thing is already dead, they will be teammates in the future, so naturally they have to build a good relationship.

However, when he saw the still tombstone, he was stunned for a moment.
All I saw was written on it: Tomb of the Little Prince, engraved by the widow Ning Rongrong.

Turning back to look at the three people, I saw that they had a circle of white linen tied around their arms.

"This"

"It's really ridiculous! Xiao Wu, you actually..."

Tang San felt a breath stuck in his chest, pointing at the sackcloth in Xiao Wu's hand, unable to speak for a long time.

"Zhu Zhuqing, you actually wore mourning clothes for a dog. How can you let the Zhu family maintain their dignity? You have disappointed me so much!"

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, furious, and almost exposed his identity.

"Xiao San, you actually think so too? Isn't the little prince worthy of being my companion?"

Xiao Wu stared at Tang San angrily and asked back.

Tang San laughed out of anger, and finally became unusually calm.
"Xiao Wu, you've changed! I don't even recognize you anymore!"

"No, it's not me who has changed, it's you who has changed, Third Brother!"

Xiao Wu also rarely looked serious. She dragged out the last two words very long, just like her mental journey at the moment.

Zhu Zhuqing did not speak. Silence was her answer.

She originally thought that this move was somewhat inappropriate, but in order to reassure Rongrong, she accepted it reluctantly.

But as soon as Dai Mubai came up, he ignored her and started to criticize her. She felt sad but also let it go completely.

Tang San and Dai Mubai were both disappointed, the little fat boy looked like he was watching a show, but Oscar said nothing.

But when he left, he clenched his fists, looked deeply at the tombstone, and then looked at Ning Rongrong who was kneeling beside him.

Are all my efforts these days not even as good as those of a dog?
But I just don’t accept it!
One day I will definitely step into the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and make you kneel before me!
Not far away, several guards hiding in the dark took a look at the tombstone and were shocked.

Even though I know that there will be a thunderous wrath next,

They did not dare to hide anything and quickly sent a message to the sect.

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