章節 211: Chapter 206: Utterly Shocking, This Kid Hooked Up With The Female Pope?_1
Outside Luo Yu's dormitory.
Ning Fengzhi shook his head repeatedly at the two great Douluos.
"This kid is too outrageous."
"In our Soul Land, it's fine for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but you can't just randomly find women and bring any of them home!"
"I don't believe that little vixen inside can be better than Rongrong."
Bone Douluo nodded in agreement, "Exactly, I want to see what kind of woman can compete with Rongrong for favor."
Ning Fengzhi sneered, "Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, let's just speak the truth."
"How many women in the entire Soul Land can combine strength, background, and appearance to surpass Rongrong?"
"Not just a few, there were none at all," Bone Douluo confidently stated. "In the past, not many women could compare with Rongrong."
"Besides, Rongrong has now evolved to the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, she's not the same as before."
At this moment, Ning Fengzhi was very angry.
The reason was naturally that he had heard his daughter's muffled moans from the next room all of yesterday, and he was extremely displeased.
Of course, what he found most incomprehensible was.
Weren't you staying with my daughter last night, lad? How could you run back to your dormitory in the middle of the night and be wrapped around another woman?
How great must this woman be for you to crawl out of my daughter's bed and run back in the middle of the night?
This indirectly means my daughter isn't as good as this little fairy, right?
Impossible.
My daughter is the best!!
The always doting father, Ning Fengzhi clenched his fists.
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, help hold back Luo Yu later."
"I'm going to deal with this little fairy. As a father, I must stand up for my daughter!"
"If I don't sort this out today, I, Ning Fengzhi, won't be able to swallow this grievance."
Just as Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were about to agree, Luo Yu's room door opened outward.
Her hair draped over her shoulders, a regally beautiful and dignified woman walked out, her phoenix-like eyes filled with dissatisfaction as she glared at Ning Fengzhi.
"What are you yelling about so early in the morning?"
"Whom do you want to deal with?"
"Can't swallow what grievance?"
Ning Fengzhi's temper flared as he was being scolded by the woman, but before he could explode in anger, he clearly saw the woman's face.
His pupils dilated, and he was instantly petrified.
It was as if he had seen the most unbelievable thing in the world.
The harsh words he was about to utter got stuck in his throat.
Even Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo at his side were shocked into a stupor, their foreheads lined with a series of question marks.
The stunning woman glared at Ning Fengzhi.
"I'm asking you, why are you sounding off so loudly this early in the morning, won't you let people sleep?"
Scolded by her, Ning Fengzhi lost his temper completely. Her majestic demeanor gave him an extremely surreal feeling.
Why is she here?
Shouldn't she be in the Pope Hall?
No, that's not the point.
Why would she be sleeping in Luo Yu's room?
This disheveled appearance, could it be a recent occurrence? It's clear she has been here for the night.
Holy crap.
What's going on now?
Could it be?
Luo Yu is so incredibly capable; he even got the Empress?
How mighty is this kid?
Ning Fengzhi clearly remembered.
Whenever he met the Female Pope, her icy demeanor was like a thousand-year glacier, never showing the slightest favor to any man.
It didn't matter what your status or background was.
That cold and heartless Female Pope was actually brought to bed by this kid Luo Yu?
How did he do it?
Ning Fengzhi wondered if he was still not fully awake, dreaming.
Otherwise, it was too outrageous.
Who would have thought that by knocking on Luo Yu's door early in the morning, a Female Pope would suddenly appear?
This is so fantastical, it's hard to believe.
The exquisite woman saw them not speaking and her phoenix eyes narrowed.
"If you want to gossip in the early hours, do it further away, don't disturb my man's rest, or I'll explode your heads."
"Bang!"
The door closed.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo looked at each other, each seeing the astonishment in the other's eyes.
Ning Fengzhi swallowed hard, "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, I didn't see that wrong, did I?"
Bone Douluo had a look of someone who'd seen a ghost, "How could the Female Pope appear in Luo Yu's room?"
Sword Douluo said, "Did you notice Bi Bidong's wording? She emphasized 'my man.'"
"Hiss!"
Ning Fengzhi inhaled sharply.
According to the information from the spies in his sect,
wasn't Qian Daoliu going to introduce his granddaughter to Luo Yu? How did it turn into the Empress offering herself personally?
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Logically speaking, even if Luo Yu is a genius, with Bi Bidong's arrogant nature, she wouldn't offer herself to curry favor with him, right?
Could it really be true love?
Damn, Ning Fengzhi feels that this guess is even more preposterous.
Usually he is gentle and refined, but after encountering Luo Yu, he keeps swearing.
He feels that if the things he saw today were to be spread out, the whole continent would be in an uproar.
After all, countless people on the continent regard Bi Bidong as a goddess.
Actually, it's not just other people.
In his heart, he has admired the Female Pope, Bi Bidong, for many years as well.
But now—the goddess actually belongs to someone else.
Thinking of the overwhelming power Bi Bidong wields, the terrifying strength of her Twin Martial Souls, and her decisive methods in dealing with things,
Ning Fengzhi feels a sense of dread and remains silent for a long time.
Staring at the door, it's absolutely silent.
Leaving with the two great Douluos in an utterly dejected retreat.
Ning Fengzhi is visibly defeated.
Rongrong, it's not that Dad doesn't want to stand up for you.
It's just that this woman... is too ruthless.
Even Dad dares not provoke her.
As for the position of head wife in Luo Yu's harem, let's not even think about it; Dad will try to secure for you the place of the second wife.
As for the notion of separating my daughter from Luo Yu,
Ning Fengzhi would never even consider it.
Luo Yu's talent is unmatched in history, triumphantly unbeatable; he is destined to be the supreme leader of Soul Land.
Only if I were out of my mind would I try to break up my daughter's relationship with him.
Having three wives and four concubines, in Soul Land, for the powerful, is nothing unusual.
It's just that most powerhouses are engrossed in strength and feel that romance is a burden that affects the speed of drawing a sword.
Luo Yu is an exception.
Ning Fengzhi feels that what should be of concern now isn't to disdain others, but rather that they might disdain his daughter, which wouldn't be too bad.
After all, Rongrong is still young, too immature compared to the Female Pope.
Meanwhile, Bi Bidong closes the door to her room and walks back gracefully.
Shedding her clothes, she reveals her snow-white skin.
Opening the quilt, she climbs into bed and snuggles into the man's arms.
"Who was outside just now?" Luo Yu asks.
"Ning Fengzhi," Bi Bidong pouts and huffs lightly, "I can't be bothered with him."
She has already learned about the recent events from Luo Yu.
"Brother Yu, you're too tired, take a good rest," Bi Bidong says with genuine concern.
Luo Yu now can't even bother to lift his eyelids, yawning continuously, extremely sleepy.
If not for the Dragon King's Torso Bone strengthening his waist, he would have been utterly spent last night.
It's not that he lacked bravery or strength; it's just that yesterday he had a big fight with Sword and Bone Douluo during the day, and then at night, he faced three enemies, each one stronger than the last.
Suddenly, he finds himself missing Lingling and Rongrong.
If he had them, the Sleeping Dragon and Phoenix Chick, one to restore his strength and the other to boost his condition, no matter how vast the fields awaiting his plow, what would he have to fear?
But to forge iron, one must be strong themselves.
Luo Yu thinks he can't just rely on support; he also needs to quickly enhance his own strength.
Not to mention the threat of the Divine Realm, he might run out of stamina otherwise.
Luo Yu asks, "Dong'er, aren't you going back to Martial Soul Hall?"
Bi Bidong presses her cheek against his, "After finally getting to see you, I'm in no rush to go back."
Luo Yu smiles, "If you go missing, won't Martial Soul Hall be in uproar?"
Bi Bidong pouts.
"If it weren't for the recent natural disasters affecting many coastal civilians that required organizing Martial Soul Hall's personnel for rescue efforts, I would have thrown in the towel and come looking for you long ago."
Luo Yu asks in surprise, "What natural disaster sprung up out of nowhere?"
Bi Bidong shakes her head, "The Western Coast has been experiencing tsunamis frequently over the past few years, for reasons unknown."
"The Western Coast?" Luo Yu frowns.
Bi Bidong asks with curiosity, "What's wrong, Brother Yu, is there a problem?"
"I remembered something, but I'm not sure. I'll have to go take a look when I get the chance," Luo Yu muses.
Bi Bidong makes a face, "What are you trying to say, all secretive and mysterious?"
Luo Yu's fingers thread through the woman's soft hair, "Dong'er, I'm planning to go out in a few days, to Tiandou City."
Bi Bidong huffs, "Don't think of leaving me behind, I'm definitely sticking with you these days."
"All right, all right, I'll take you with me," Luo Yu says indulgently and kisses Bi Bidong on her forehead.
While Luo Yu is busy whispering sweet nothings to Bi Bidong, at the same time, in a modest inn,
Brock sits alone on a wooden bed, grimacing as he unwraps the bandages on his body.
Changing his dressing.
His injuries from being brutally beaten at Shrek have not yet fully healed.
His eyes flicker with a vengeful glow.
"Knock knock knock!"
A knock sounds suddenly at the door.
"Who is it?" Brock asks harshly.
"Sir, there's a letter for you, signed Tang San."
Brock's face lights up with ecstasy as he hurriedly says, "Come in, bring it in quick!"
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