Douluo Dalu: My system is not convinced again

Ning Rongrong and Ye Feng went up and down, moving around. It took half an hour to finally put all the ancient swords into Ye Feng's storage soul guide.

When 18,000 ancient swords were put into Ye Feng's storage soul guide, Ye Feng's bracelet storage soul guide was almost full.

"Brother, your storage soul guide has a lot of space!" Ning Rongrong couldn't help but sighed.

"Yeah." Ye Feng nodded.

Ye Feng stretched out his right hand and touched the jade bracelet on his left hand. There were golden lines on the jade bracelet, which looked elegant but not noble.

Ning Rongrong was the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, which was the richest sect in the soul master world. The business of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect spread all over the Tiandou Empire. Ning Rongrong saw at a glance the extraordinaryness of Ye Feng's left jade bracelet. If it is based on the grade of the soul guide, the storage soul guide in Ye Feng's hand is a rare treasure.

"Brother, don't you think this is weird?" Ning Rongrong asked in a strange tone.

"Ah?" Ye Feng looked at Ning Rongrong dumbly.

"A man choosing a storage soul guide in the shape of a jade bracelet, doesn't it make people feel a little weird?" Ning Rongrong reminded.

"Junior sister, I understand what you mean." Ye Feng lowered his head, looked at the jade bracelet on his left wrist, and answered with a little sadness: "This is the only relic my mother left me. When I was just born, my parents were hunted by the enemy. Before they died, they handed me over to Grandpa Jack in the village. I don't even know my parents' names. This jade bracelet is the only relic my mother left me."

"So that's it."

Ning Rongrong suddenly realized, paused, and apologized: "I'm sorry, senior brother, I didn't mean it. I didn't know your parents had...already..."

"It's okay."

Ye Feng forced a smile, stretched out his hand, and put it on Ning Rongrong's shoulder: "Don't I still have Xiao Wu, Master, and you, my junior sister? Well, it's dawn, and we should go back."

"Okay." Ning Rongrong smiled and nodded.

"Still... riding a flying sword?" Ye Feng asked embarrassedly. Thinking of what happened, Ye Feng stretched out his hand and wiped his nostrils with his fingers.

"Of course. This place is so far from the academy. If we walk, it will take at least several hours." Ning Rongrong blushed, and her mind also recalled the intimate scene that happened when she was young.

Whether it was Ye Feng or Ning Rongrong, as long as they thought of what was about to happen, their heartbeats could not help but become faster.

"Okay, come on up." Ye Feng said while summoning the martial soul Xuanyuan Sword.

When Ye Feng began to fly with Ning Rongrong on the sword, they were both stunned. Because they found that even if Ye Feng was flying with a person on the sword, he could still control the Xuanyuan Sword to fly forward very stably. People standing on it did not feel shaking at all.

"Brother, are you able to fly with a person on the sword?" Ning Rongrong asked in surprise.

"Do you really hope that my skills are not good?" Ye Feng asked jokingly.

"Brother, you bully me again!" Ning Rongrong stood behind Ye Feng and looked at Ye Feng's profile with resentment. There was a faint sense of loss in her heart, and she could no longer have some physical contact like when she came here.

Not only Ning Rongrong, but even Ye Feng also felt a little lost. As a man, a normal man, Ye Feng naturally wanted to have some physical contact with Ning Rongrong.

Ye Feng felt that the reason why his sword-flying skills could be improved to such a great extent was because his sword-shaped martial soul awakened the domain.

After Ye Feng and Ning Rongrong left the mountain, a man in a plain black robe landed on the mountain. Ye Feng, Ning Rongrong and Jian Dao Chen Xin, they never thought that everything that happened here last night was witnessed by this plain black robed man.

"A sword also wants to become the first weapon martial soul???"

A hoarse and low voice floated out of the mouth of the black-robed man. The man looked in the direction where Ye Feng and Ning Rongrong left, and the look in his eyes became colder and colder, which made people shudder. I don't know what this man is thinking!

Although it was early in the morning, some villagers had already started to get busy. It is a habit for the villagers to work at sunrise. They are not soul masters, and they do not have state subsidies. They can only support their families through farming.

Ning Rongrong rode on Ye Feng's flying sword and enjoyed the beautiful scenery around Shrek Academy. When she was about to reach Shrek Academy, her finger suddenly pointed to a place on the ground: "Brother, look there!"

Ye Feng followed the direction of Ning Rongrong's finger and found something unusual there. In a thatched house with a somewhat dilapidated roof, a boy was pushing a girl to the ground. He was pulling the girl, as if he wanted to rape the girl.

With curiosity, Ye Feng controlled the Xuanyuan Sword and stopped above the roof of the thatched house. In their direction, they could just see what was happening in the room.

With the help of the hole in the roof of the thatched house, Ye Feng and Ning Rongrong could see that the man and woman in the room were not very old. The woman seemed to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, with an ordinary appearance, but full of youthful breath. She was dressed simply and should be a villager from the village next to Shrek Academy.

The man who wanted to do bad things was not very old and looked even younger than the girl. He is short, chubby, and has Moganxi-style short red hair. Since their backs were facing the sky, Ye Feng and Ning Rongrong could not see the appearance of this fat red-haired man.

"Let me go? Ma Hongjun, let me go quickly. I made it very clear, my aunt came up last night, and now is not the time to do this."

"Cuihua, didn't you have a great time yesterday? Just stop lying."

"Ma Hongjun, how could I lie? Hey, hey, you are still taking off your clothes...hey...hey...hey...I told you to stop, did you hear it? Hey..."

"Cuihua, I really can't stand it. Just do something good and help me. Don't worry, I will be done soon. I'm going...I'm really here!"

"nonsense."

The girl named Cuihua glared at the fat red-haired man named Ma Hongjun, pushed Ma Hongjun away, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on. Opened the door and ran out.

Seeing this, Ma Hongjun quickly stepped forward, grabbed Cuihua's wrist, and apologized: "Cuihua, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive. Please forgive me."

Cuihua looked at Ma Hongjun, with a look of fear in her eyes. She felt scared whenever she thought about what just happened: "Ma Hongjun, don't look for me again, I will never be with you again."