Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Ten Fierce Sky Horned Ants

About thirteen minutes passed, and the ceremonial dance was coming to an end.

Because Dong Qing had danced several ceremonial dances with Xue Ke, Dugu Yan, and Zhu Zhuyun one after another, he, who had a pretty good memory, had gradually become familiar with the various dance moves of this aristocratic standard ceremonial dance.

But after all, he is not very familiar with this ritual dance, maybe there is no problem at the beginning, but when it is nearing the end, the ritual dance is complicated after all, it is best if someone can guide his movements aside.

The problem is, the female dance partner in front of Dongqing is Ning Rongrong. Although she is very talented and has a good learning ability, she has a very lazy personality. No matter what she learns, she has learned a little bit.

These two crouching dragon and phoenix chicks collided together, it was hard to think of anything.

"ah!"

An ear-piercing scream sounded, and Ning Rongrong glared at Dong Qing. It was obvious that she accidentally stepped on Dong Qing just now, but women are born to complain first.

But a beautiful woman, even with a cold eyebrow, is not attractive.

Look carefully.

Ning Rongrong has the most exquisite facial features in the world. Although her figure looks petite compared to Zhu Zhuyun's monster figure, it is in a very standard golden ratio.

The lordosis and the back are warped, neither fat nor thin, just right.

A head of long brown hair hung down his head. She has a standard oval face, two black eyebrows are carefully trimmed, slender and black, a pair of big sparkling eyes are gentle and charming, delicate and pretty, and her nose is exquisite and lovely.

Those soft and ruddy lips made people want to kiss Fangze even more, and the round chin further set off the white and straight neck like a swan.

She was wearing a blue-and-white pleated skirt, and she had a fairy air about her. Delicate and lovely toes like silkworm chrysalis, and lotus feet like jade, stepped on a pair of fish mouth stiletto high heels.

A minute later, the accident happened again.

"Smelly Dongqing, you stepped on my foot!" Ning Rongrong raised her eyebrows.

"Smelly woman, you stepped on my foot too!" Dong Qing's eyes were calm.

next moment.

Since neither side gave in to the other, and neither thought it was their own fault, a more serious accident happened.

"Gulu Gulu" This is the sound of heavy objects falling on the ground and rolling continuously.

In the end, under the circumstances witnessed by everyone, Dongqing and Ning Rongrong swayed with their left and right feet. After a few words to each other, the two hugged each other and became gourds.

It stands to reason.

With Dongqing's strength approaching 100,000 jin, he shouldn't be able to hug Ning Rongrong and become a gourd. But once a woman gets nervous, she won't think about it so much.

Just now Ning Rongrong felt that she was about to fall, like an octopus wrapped around Dong Qing, and at the same time buried her face in his arms.

This made him completely unable to exert strength suddenly, after all Ning Rongrong's delicate body was too fragile, he was worried that his strength would hurt her too much.

Not everyone is like Dong Qing, who has the tyrannical physique of a pure-blooded scorpion ant like a pure-blooded creature, invulnerable to mortal weapons, and invulnerable to ordinary water and fire.

And Ning Rongrong is just an ordinary human girl, before she advances to Title Douluo and undergoes a life-level transformation, she will always be a mortal.

Titled Douluo is the first step in the transformation of a mortal's life. Starting from this level, the physique and lifespan gradually become different from that of a mortal, and the gap between the two is vast.

If you advance to the 90th rank Title Douluo, you can have a lifespan of 300 years. After that, every time you increase your soul power level, you can live another 100 years.

"Ah! It's embarrassing. I'm ashamed to live, smelly Dongqing, Lan Dongqing, you insist on arguing with me, and now both of us are completely humiliated by you."

Ning Rongrong hugged Dong Qing tightly, and her ten fingers tied a knot behind his back. At the same time, she buried her head in his arms, not daring to look at those strange eyes around her.

At this moment, her heart was broken, she couldn't imagine that if she was so embarrassing, it would spread throughout Tiandou City the next day, and even spread to Tiandou Royal Academy.

But what she didn't know was that after seeing her and Dong Qing smash into a gourd, those normal-minded people at the palace dinner all turned their eyes elsewhere.

One is the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the other is the contemporary Holy Son of the Wuhun Hall. Who dares to laugh at the two of them?

For a moment, the lively banquet venue of the entire court turned into a library, and even the sound of the silver needle falling to the ground could be clearly heard, and no one knew what to do.

the other side.

"This woman, I think she did it on purpose! She is greedy for my man's body."

Xue Qinghe [Qian Renxue]'s face darkened in an instant, she looked at Ning Rongrong holding her man tightly with her arms, an unknown fire was slowly brewing deep in her heart.

Although she was extremely angry in her heart, there was no good way, she couldn't remove the angel suit soul bone disguise soul ability because of this unexpected incident, hang Ning Rongrong up and beat her up.

"Come here, shield the left and right." The crown prince and concubine [Li Qiyun] said softly, after she finished speaking, she waved her hand lightly, and a dozen court ladies came forward and surrounded Dong Qing and Ning Rongrong in a circle.

Inside the circle surrounded by maids of honor.

"Ning Rongrong, let go, we are still lying on the ground!"

Dong Qing patted Ning Rongrong's shoulder lightly, and at the same time tried to open the woman's white as jade arm, but she hugged her too tightly and didn't know how to exert strength.

There is no way, the body is too tyrannical, and its own strength is too great.

in a sense.

In fact, it's not a good thing, just like at this time, Dong Qing can't get excited, and can't move recklessly, he must prevent his terrifying and invincible power from hurting Ning Rongrong.

The strong need to learn to control their strength, and controlling their emotions is the first priority.

While he was thinking about what to do, the fragrance of her hair came from the tip of his nose, as well as her sweet and soft voice.

"It's over, my reputation is completely ruined now, I don't have the face to go out and meet people."

Ning Rongrong didn't hear what Dong Qing said at all, she was immersed in her own world at this moment, she just felt that she could no longer lift her head to meet people in this life.

For Dong Qing, making embarrassment in public is actually not a big deal. With his status, if someone dares to discuss it in front of him, it will be a dead end.

But for Ning Rongrong, although she is very clever, she still hasn't seen through everything in the world, and she still cares a lot about outsiders' gossip.

In fact, in those novels, it is very unrealistic that even the servants dare to talk about the embarrassment of their masters face to face. Those who dare to do so probably don't want their own dog's life and the nine clans.

Today you dare to talk about the down-and-out master, but tomorrow you dare to talk about me?

In a feudal society with strict upper and lower levels, once this kind of thing happened, such servants would undoubtedly die, because they were challenging the rules of the upper class.

No matter how down-and-out the gentry and princes and nobles are, they are noble blood, and they are far from being talked about by ordinary people or servants.

In today's palace dinner venue, although the identities of the visitors are not simple, compared to the identities of Dong Qing and Ning Rongrong, their identities are not enough.