People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

"..." Ning Xiaotian squinted at Qian Renxue for 1.5 seconds, seemed to have some realization, and said quietly: "The first fish is the fishing fish, and the second fishing is the fishing gear, which refers to the fishing rod.

, tools like fishing nets.”

"Hmph! I know..." Qian Renxue turned her head proudly and quickly put the book into the soul guide.

"Senior Brother Qinghe, it's time to go to bed!" Ning Xiaotian hit him, patted the quilt again, and said with sleepy eyes. After grilling fish all night, he was really sleepy.

"I'll sleep inside..." As she said that, Qian Renxue climbed onto the bed, moved to the inside, and said, "I have mysophobia, so sleep outside and don't get close to me."

"Whatever! A grown man can still be so pretentious..." Ning Xiaotian muttered and moved closer to the edge of the bed, lying down on his own.

"If you dare to come close, I'll kick you out!" Qian Renxue pulled the quilt over and slowly lay down, gritting her teeth.

Ning Xiaotian turned over and ignored her.

...

"Junior brother, are you asleep?"

"Don't make trouble..."

"..."

"Junior brother?"

"What? You hit me!"

"Ning Xiaotian!" Qian Renxue was stunned, her silver teeth clenched.

"Take your stinky feet away, I heard you." Ning Xiaotian snapped angrily and said displeasedly: "If you have something to say, tell me quickly, I'm sleepy!"

"Junior brother, Poison Douluo's martial spirit seems to have evolved? I don't know why?" Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and said softly.

"That is the second gift I prepared for Wuhun Palace. It is a personal chance. Whether it matches depends on luck. You will know when I go to Wuhun Palace next time." Ning Xiaotian said lightly.

"Besides, if you can replace Xue Qinghe, you must also have a goose martial spirit, so there is no chance! If your martial spirit is fire attribute, there is a possibility of further advancement..." After saying that, Ning Xiaotian covered the quilt and stopped talking.

she.

"You are the goose, and your whole family is a goose..." Qian Renxue cursed in her heart. After a while, she saw Ning Xiaotian's breathing became evener, and she glared at him again, pulled up the corner of the quilt, turned around and covered her head.

He remained silent and speculated secretly.

"Dugu Bo's current martial spirit seems to be of cold attribute. It seems that the remaining treasures are only suitable for fire attribute martial spirits. However, the Qibao Glazed Sect did not find a suitable candidate, so they chose to give it to the Spirit Hall." Qian Ren.

Snow secretly said.

And my Seraphim spirit also has fire attributes... Qian Renxue's eyes flickered, "The current owners of fire-attribute spirits in the Spirit Hall are Yan, who is Ning Xiaotian's friend, and Flame Eagle Douluo.

..”

It seems that if my identity is not exposed, no matter whether it is friendship or strength, it will not be my turn, and I can't take it... Thinking of this, Qian Renxue felt upset in her heart and frowned.

Poison Douluo was promoted to a title not long ago, but his combat power far exceeded that of an ordinary title Douluo. The treasure in Ning Xiaotian's hands would greatly improve the fire-attribute martial soul, and she wanted to get it too.

The next time Ning Xiaotian goes to Wuhun Palace should be the Continental Soul Master Competition. She can also go with the team and appear in Wuhun Palace with her true identity. With grandpa here, she should be the top priority.

Or make a bet to raise the stakes? It seems disgraceful to rely on grandpa... Qian Renxue suddenly remembered the letter Bibi Dong wrote to her back then. It was a sign of incompetence to rely on status to win in front of Ning Xiaotian.

Is it a bet? Qian Renxue tightened her brocade quilt tightly. It has been more than a year now, and Ning Xiaotian has not seen any signs of my identity. I think it is safe to win the bet.

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue felt relieved.

Wrapped in a quilt, I fell asleep peacefully with a smile on my face.

...

An hour later, Qian Renxue turned over and threw the quilt to one side.

Another hour later, Qian Renxue rolled to Ning Xiaotian's side.

Half an hour later, Ning Xiaotian frowned, scratched his cheek, then smiled slightly, held it firmly, and turned over.

After a while, Ning Xiaotian subconsciously slid the hand on his waist down, climbed up to the high ground, and pulled it on himself...

Qian Renxue frowned, twisted, and turned around.

Ning Xiaotian moved forward and hugged him again... Then, his hand subconsciously slid up...

Qian Renxue frowned at first, then softly said "hmm", twisted her body, and stopped moving...

...

Two hours later.

"Bang!" was the sound of Ning Xiaotian flying out.

"Xue Qinghe, you are crazy!" Ning Xiaotian climbed up from the ground and looked up at Qian Renxue, stunned.

Qian Renxue was twisting the quilt and covering her chest tightly, her legs were pinned together tightly, her face was red, her eyes were watery, she was looking at him with gnashing teeth and was shy and angry. This was an action only a weak girl would do.

.

Stretching out his hands, Ning Xiaotian lowered his head and looked at it blankly, then shook it... It's over, it's not a dream!

No wonder, the feeling last night was different from that of Xiao Longnu.

He really wants to say something now, Brother Qinghe, why are your chest muscles so exaggerated?

But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it, he would be beaten to death!

"Ning... Xiao... Tian!" Qian Renxue gritted her silver teeth, her eyes were burning, and she stared at Ning Xiaotian's clasped hands.

Ning Xiaotian quickly put down his hand, looked at where Qian Renxue was sitting, his eyes lit up, and he immediately asked with a straight face, "Hey, Brother Qinghe, what's wrong with you? Why are you sitting in the area where I sleep?"

Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, then her body glowed with golden light, and the quilt on the bed instantly turned into fluff, "Shameless! I'll kill you..."

"Holy shit!" Ning Xiaotian's hair went up, and he quickly jumped on the bed, threw Qian Renxue down, suppressed the sweet taste in his mouth, and said loudly: "Calm down... do you want to be exposed?"

Qian Renxue really calmed down, pushed with both hands, and kicked Ning Xiaotian away again!

Fortunately, my body is strong enough, MMP... Ning Xiaotian Shi Shiran climbed up and raised his hand, ready to explain again, but was stunned again.

With fluttering blond hair, skin as white as snow, phoenix eyes, and exquisite bulges, she is really beautiful. In terms of appearance, she ranks second in his opinion. Compared to Bibi Dong, she only lacks a hint of mature charm.

"So you are a fairy sister!" Ning Xiaotian flattered her, and then said weakly: "Obviously it was you who came to me... Big deal, I'll go tell the Pope

, let her betroth you to me!"

"What you think is beautiful!" Qian Renxue trembled with anger, pointing her slender finger at Ning Xiaotian, and didn't put it down for a long time.

"Do you want me to give up on the bet? Actually, it's not impossible..." Ning Xiaotian said with some regret, he was still very greedy for a 70,000-year-old soul bone.

"Huh, I'm not that kind of person!" Qian Renxue snorted. Winning the bet in this way was simply a shame for her.

"Then what do you want?" Ning Xiaotian sighed, without any joy in his heart, and secretly thought that with Qian Renxue's personality, it seems that there is nothing he can do today.

Qian Renxue was stunned, then took a deep look at Ning Xiaotian, and said solemnly: "It's not impossible for you to marry me, I can even give you a chance to date me, but only if you win over us A bet between us!"

Apart from her grandfather Qian Daoliu, there is no other man in the world that she likes. Ning Xiaotian in front of her can barely count as one. If Ning Xiaotian can grow up and become his husband, he will definitely be her. The biggest help.

If the two of them can give birth to an heir in the future, the Qibao Glazed Sect will definitely assist them with all their strength, and she can also leave a bloodline for Qianjia.

Moreover, she did not believe that with her strength and ability, any woman around Ning Xiaotian could compete with her.

If he can rely on the fire attribute treasure in Ning Xiaotian's hand to advance his martial spirit, his chances of becoming a god will also increase. When the women around Ning Xiaotian die of old age...or bring Ning Xiaotian in after becoming a god. In the God Realm, Ning Xiaotian belongs to her alone.

Narrowing her eyes, Qian Renxue continued: "And, I want to increase the stakes of the bet!"