Ma Hongjun couldn't be bothered to put on airs, fiercely turning around, seeing the person clearly, he immediately opened his arms wide and flew over, Quickly let big brother hug you."
Pink clothes, pink trousers, long hair draped over her hips, Ning Rongrong had also grown up. Her beauty was different from Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing's hot figure and cold and delicate face reflected a dazzling beauty, and her beauty was perfectly melodious, her whole body emitting a special nobility, just like her spirit Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Although she was not even twenty years old, she already had a graceful bearing.
"Fatty, go to hell." The sharp qi blades made Ma Hongjun's charging body forcefully stop, and Zhu Zhuqing had already rushed over like a phantom, hugging Ning Rongrong.
Dai Mubai's large hand rested on Ma Hongjun's plump shoulder, Even though little Ao is a food system Spirit Master, if you touch Rongrong, he will also fight you to the death.”
"I think I'm also considered to be very handsome, a heaven's pride of my generation, how come no beauty has taken a fancy to me?" I'm so jealous when I see all of you in pairs!”
Dai Mubai said snappily: Don't insult these four words, okay?”Speaking up to here, he shouted towards Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong, where's little Ao?"
Ning Rongrong, who was hugging Zhu Zhuqing, stiffened, her eyes immediately turning red,”
Five years had passed, and there was no news from Oscar, not even a bit of news back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, his whole person seemed to have evaporated into thin air. Ning Rongrong had been waiting for him, but as time passed, she still hadn't seen his figure return.
When they were together, she didn't feel it was okay, but when they were truly separated, Ning Rongrong deeply understood what kind of position Oscar held in her heart. That kind of heart-wrenching longing made it difficult for her to extricate herself.
She found that after Oscar left, she fell deeply in love with him.
Every time she thought of Oscar's terrifyingly determined gaze before he left, and of the ten year promise he had mentioned, her heart would ache violently, her eyes misty. Ten years. How many decades did a person have in their life?
She could even imagine what Oscar would experience in these ten years.
She often ran up the mountain alone and shouted into the air,'Little Ao, come back here.' I don't want you to be strong, I just want you to come back. As long as you can return to my side, no matter how strict the sect's rules are, I will never separate from you.
However, no matter how she shouted, the only answer she got was that hollow echo. Oscar still didn't have any news, flying off into the distance.
Ning Rongrong really regretted, why didn't she have her own views back then, why couldn't she think of a way to be together with him. She was really afraid that one day, she would suddenly see a sect disciple bring back his corpse.
In order not to let her think of him, these five years Ning Rongrong had used cultivation to numb herself. No matter how dull cultivation was, it was still better than that heartbreaking longing. Seeing Ning Rongrong's expression, Luo Xingchen, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun already realized something was wrong. The three quickly gathered around Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing and the other two asked her in a low voice.
On the other side, the two students on duty were clearly frightened by Ma Hongjun, whispering a few words, one of them quickly ran back to the Academy to report.
Facing a companion she hadn't seen for five years, Ning Rongrong could no longer hold back the grief in her heart, and while shedding tears, she recounted the process of Oscar's departure.
Listening to her story, the three were silent, even Ma Hongjun put away the smile on his face.
Dai Mubai sighed,"Little Ao, this guy, usually looks like he's always laughing and joking, but in fact, his self-esteem is very strong. Besides, he really loves you. Back then, in order to be worthy of you, he put in more effort in his cultivation than us. Ten years. Hopefully, these ten years were a good thing for him.”
Zhu Zhuqing pulled the already sobbing Ning Rongrong into her arms, angrily saying to Dai Mubai: "Stop talking. Rongrong was already in enough pain. This matter couldn't be blamed on Rongrong, it could only be considered fate playing tricks on people.”
Hearing Zhu Zhuqing's words, Ning Rongrong cried even more sadly. For the past five years, she had been trying her best to suppress her emotions. Now that she saw her comrades who had gone through life and death together, she could no longer restrain herself and released the pain in her heart.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun also hadn't expected that what should have been an extremely excited reunion would turn into such a sorrowful scene. "I don't know how third brother, Xiao Wu, Asura, and Yingxue are doing. They should be fine, right?"
Dai Mubai's eyes revealed a trace of longing,"Unfortunately, they don't know about our five year reunion agreement, I'm afraid we won't be able to see them this time. Everyone was from all over the world, and it was unknown when they would meet again.”
Among the Shrek Nine Devils, Dai Mubai was the undisputed boss besides Xiu Luo and Ying Xue, but in the course of the continuous battles, Tang San became the undisputed core. If not for Tang San, it would be impossible for them to go so far in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament. If the nine of them were all monsters, then Tang San, Asura, and Ying Xue were undoubtedly monsters among monsters.
Outsiders only viewed Tang San as a genius, and only the Shrek Eight Devils themselves knew what level Tang San had reached. If Dai Mubai had to give Tang San an evaluation, then it would only be one word, omnipotent.
Zhu Zhuqing hugged Ning Rongrong, consoling her: "Heaven will help the good. Rongrong, don't cry. Little Ao will definitely return safely. Didn't you promise him ten years? Wait for him in the sect. You have to have confidence in him."
"Besides waiting, what else can I do? I really regret letting him go back then. Why can't I be more determined to fight? He was only a food-type Soul Master! Without the help of others, it was simply impossible for him to even obtain a spirit ring. It's all my fault."
"Who made our Rongrong so sad?”A clear voice sounded out of nowhere. This voice was somewhat unfamiliar to the four people in front of the Shrek Eight Devils. The few of them were just vexed by Oscar's matter, when suddenly hearing an unfamiliar voice, moreover coming from outside, they couldn't help frowning. " Sigh, five years is really long." Another voice sounded.
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