Wearing Douluo Continent clothing: Imprisoned by Bibi Dong at the start

Chapter 88 I've called you Master! Please!

As this powerful force appeared, the entire room trembled, and porcelain items such as cups shattered one by one. The coffee table between Mu Changge and Sword Douluo, which had been cut into wooden strips, was instantly crushed into dust.

When Sword Douluo looked up under the pressure, he saw that Mu Changge's whole body was engulfed in a blood-red flame, which instantly made him break out in a cold sweat.

Because in Sword Douluo's perception, this blood flame was extremely dangerous, and if he could, he would never want to touch it in his entire life!

When Mu Changge looked at Sword Douluo, the Seven Kill Sword in his hand trembled even more. This was not because Sword Douluo was scared or cowardly, but because his body's instincts were issuing a warning: the person in front of him, especially that blood flame, was extremely dangerous!

Yet, the very blood flame that made even a Super Douluo like Chen Xin tremble did not leave any burn marks on the sofa beneath Mu Changge's bottom. This indirectly made Sword Douluo understand the extent of Mu Changge's control over the blood flame.

Mu Changge rested his chin on his fist, still wearing the same smile he had when he came downstairs, but his gaze toward Sword Douluo was utterly indifferent, as if he were looking at a bug that could be crushed at any moment.

"Wait! Grandpa Sword! You pervert! Is there some misunderstanding? Why are you doing this?!"

However, before Mu Changge could do anything, Ning Rongrong had already broken free from Ning Fengzhi's restraints while he was distracted and stood between Mu Changge and Sword Douluo.

Because she was very familiar with the blood flames on Mu Changge's body. The first time it appeared, it cut off one of Tang Hao's arms. If he hadn't been stunned for a while and Tang Hao hadn't escaped, the news of Haotian Douluo's fall would have spread across most of the continent by now!

The second time was even more outrageous. After the blood flame appeared on Mu Changge's body, he killed the overlord of the Star Dou Great Forest, the 100,000-year-old soul beast Titan Giant Ape, with just one punch!

Now that Mu Changge's body was engulfed in blood flames again, Ning Rongrong was genuinely afraid that Sword Douluo would be killed by this lecherous wolf, so she rushed between the two to mediate.

It's fortunate that Mu Changge focused all her pressure on Sword Douluo, and Ning Rongrong, having drunk his blood, was immune to a lot of pressure; otherwise, she would probably be crushed into a meat pie by Mu Changge's pressure.

"Grandpa Sword! Please calm down and put the Seven Kill Sword away, okay? Please!"

Ning Rongrong was quite clever; she knew that instead of trying to calm Mu Changge down, it would be better to persuade Sword Douluo to put aside his hostility.

"Rongrong! You've been deceived by this person! The soul power he's boosting for you is completely draining your potential! He might have already ruined your future!"

Faced with Mu Changge, who could launch an attack at any moment, how could Sword Douluo possibly disengage from combat first?

Not only that, he also advised Ning Rongrong to see Mu Changge's "true colors" so that she wouldn't do anything foolish.

"You, you've misunderstood, that big pervert..."

Upon hearing Sword Douluo's words, Ning Rongrong finally understood why he was so hostile towards Mu Changge, and hurriedly tried to explain.

But the more anxious she became, the less she could muster any useful words. Feeling Mu Changge's gaze growing colder behind her, Ning Rongrong was almost in tears. Fortunately, she had a flash of inspiration and summoned her Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

"Look! This proves it!"

The Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda floated slowly in Ning Rongrong's palm, instantly capturing the attention of Sword Douluo and the other man. Ning Fengzhi was so excited that his lips were trembling.

"An eight-tiered, eight-colored, eight-treasure glazed pagoda!"

Sword Douluo's eyes narrowed, and he immediately placed his hand on Ning Rongrong's shoulder, channeling his soul power into her to begin examining her body.

However, upon inspection, Sword Douluo discovered that Ning Rongrong's foundation was not only undamaged, but had become even more solid!

But how is that possible?

How exactly can a level 26 Great Soul Master be raised to level 32 in just a few days, and even have their Martial Soul evolve?

Sword Douluo secretly transmitted his findings to Ning Fengzhi, and Ning Fengzhi's excitement visibly intensified.

"Grandpa Sword! Hurry up and put the Seven Kill Sword away! It'll be too late if you wait any longer!"

While anxiously trying to dissuade Sword Douluo, Ning Rongrong kept glancing at Mu Changge, fearing that he might take Sword Douluo's life at any moment.

After seeing Ning Rongrong's martial soul evolve, Sword Douluo had already lowered his guard against Mu Changge by more than half. Now, hearing her anxious voice, he almost subconsciously withdrew his Seven Kill Sword.

Just as Ning Fengzhi was about to ask about the Eight Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, Ning Rongrong suddenly withdrew her martial spirit, ran back to Mu Changge, and knelt down with a thud.

"You big pervert, Grandpa Sword didn't mean it, please don't take it to heart, you big pervert... Master! I'm calling you Master! Please!"

Ning Rongrong had never seen Mu Changge like this before. Staring at him with such indifferent eyes, Ning Rongrong felt like she was about to suffocate.

However, to prevent Sword Douluo from being killed by Mu Changge, Ning Rongrong still endured her fear and knelt in front of him to beg for mercy. If the flames hadn't been so terrifying, she would have wanted to hug Mu Changge's legs.

Mu Changge remained expressionless, looking down at Ning Rongrong's face, which was almost in tears. In the end, the blood flames on his body slowly receded.

Only then did Ning Rongrong feel a huge weight lifted from her shoulders. She breathed a sigh of relief, her body almost collapsing to the ground.

"Rongrong, come here for a moment, I have some questions for you."

"Master, I..."

When the little witch heard Ning Fengzhi's call, she didn't go over immediately. Instead, she looked up at Xiang Muchangge again. If she saw even a hint of displeasure on his face, she would ignore her father.

Mu Changge yawned, exuding a lazy air, and waved his hand, meaning "do as you please."

Ning Rongrong then supported herself on her knees and walked step by step, her legs feeling weak, to Ning Fengzhi's side.

"Your Excellency, please excuse us for a moment."

Ning Feng apologized and, together with Sword Douluo, led Ning Rongrong outside the door.

Once outside, Ning Fengzhi could no longer contain himself and had Ning Rongrong summon the Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda once more.

"Rongrong, let me see your Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda again!"

However, the little witch did not do as Ning Fengzhi said, but instead kept complaining.

"Dad and Grandpa Jian, you two are really something! You showed hostility towards that lecherous wolf without knowing anything about him, which terrified me! Do you even know that you were almost killed by him just now?!"

The thought of that possibility made Ning Rongrong tremble with fear, but thankfully things didn't escalate to that point.

Because of the standoff, Sword Douluo, who knew how terrifying Mu Changge was, had no doubt about the truth of these words. Even Ning Fengzhi could see that Sword Douluo was no match for Mu Changge at all.

So these two guys, who are over a hundred years old combined, were lectured by a teenage girl and didn't dare to argue back at all.

Ning Rongrong scolded the two of them for a while, and under Ning Fengzhi's pleading and coaxing, she finally summoned the Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda once again.

"Rongrong, tell me the truth, is the evolution of your martial spirit related to that Mu Changge?"

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(End of this chapter)