Chapter 44 Little Witch

The next day, Luo Ling was woken up.

"Whoever's inside, come out!"

"You can't do that, Miss. There are distinguished guests of the clan leader inside."

"What distinguished guests? I heard everything! They threatened dad and wanted our secret method."

"Dad didn't come home to rest all night yesterday. It must be them who did it!"

……

There was a noisy sound outside the door and Luo Ling woke up slowly.

He yawned, and the Crow Shadow Puppet transformed into a crow and landed on his shoulder.

After the Crow Shadow Puppet transformed into extreme darkness, it became more agile and could be released for a long time without consuming much soul power.

After issuing simple commands, they can be executed automatically without the need for dark thread control.

Luo Ling gave the Crow Shadow Puppet a simple order last night to keep watch and wake him up when something happened. It was very practical.

Listening to the noisy sounds outside, Luo Ling washed up slowly and then opened the door.

"The person inside! Are you playing dumb?!"

An indignant voice came from outside the door, and the moment Luo Ling opened the door, a small figure rushed in.

Luo Ling slightly turned sideways upon seeing this. The man had obviously not expected the door to open, and he was about to fall to the ground after charging forward.

Ning Rongrong's face turned pale. She looked at the ground getting closer and closer and closed her eyes tightly.

Time passed little by little, but the imagined pain did not come.

"How long are you going to stay in a daze?" a calm voice sounded.

Ning Rongrong slowly opened her eyes.

At this moment, her whole body was suspended in the air, in an extremely indecent posture, as if she was hung.

"Miss!" The follower outside the door exclaimed and wanted to step forward, but when he saw Luo Ling's appearance, he stopped abruptly.

Luo Ling also looked at the girl in front of him with interest. She was estimated to be less than 1.5 meters tall, dressed luxuriously, and was called the eldest lady.

Ning Rongrong? he thought to himself.

Ning Rongrong finally reacted at this time and struggled hard.

But no matter how she struggled, she felt like something was restraining her and she couldn't come down from the air.

"What is this? Let me go!" Ning Rongrong realized that she was being controlled and shouted anxiously.

"Please let the young lady go!" Suddenly a serious voice came from outside the door.

Luo Ling turned his head and saw a black-haired young man walking towards him.

“Even if you are the guest of our sect master, you cannot tease our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect’s little princess like this!” The young man strode forward, a green sword appeared in his hand, and circles of soul rings slowly emerged.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple.

The Four Rings Soul Sect member looks to be less than twenty years old and can be considered a genius.

Luo Ling pursed his lips and chuckled, then released the control of the dark thread at Ning Rongrong's exclamation.

Ning Rongrong fell directly from the air and fell to the ground.

"I didn't mean to tease your little princess. She rushed in on her own. In fact, she should thank me for preventing her from falling too hard."

He said calmly.

"You bastard!" Ning Rongrong struggled to stand up from the ground, yelled at Luo Ling, and then ran behind the young man outside the door.

Luo Ling looked at Ning Rongrong who was hiding behind the young man and shook his head slightly.

As expected of a little witch, she has never been severely beaten in Shrek Academy and is used to being spoiled.

"Xiaobai, help me teach him a lesson! He bullied me!"

Feeling Luo Ling's gaze, Ning Rongrong was not afraid at all. She grabbed the corner of the young man's clothes, looking fearless.

"Miss, this..." The young man hesitated. After all, the other party was Ning Fengzhi's guest, and the other party did not do anything out of line.

It was Ning Rongrong who broke into Luo Ling's room. "Enough!" Ning Fengzhi came hurriedly with his sword and Bone Douluo.

"Dad!" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up when she saw Ning Fengzhi. She threw herself into his arms and started to act coquettishly.

"Dad! This bastard bullied me! Teach him a lesson!"

"Nonsense! Young man Luo Ling is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, how could he bully you?" Ning Fengzhi scolded.

After being scolded by Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, and her eyes turned red after a few seconds.

She broke free from Ning Fengzhi's arms and cried, "Dad, you are so mean to me!"

Ning Fengzhi looked helpless, he had no idea what to do with his daughter.

"Grandpa Jian! Look, my dad is so mean to me!" Ning Rongrong refused to give in and ran to Jian Douluo to complain.

Luo Ling watched all this quietly and gained a new understanding of Ning Rongrong's nature as a little witch.

It is even better than the original, but in the original book, Ning Rongrong was already 12 years old, while now Ning Rongrong is only nine years old.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, young friend." Ning Fengzhi smiled awkwardly.

At this time, Bibi Dong also walked out from the next room.

"I think Miss Ning has a very straightforward personality." Luo Ling smiled slightly.

"Hmph! Don't think I will forgive you just because you say something nice to me." Ning Rongrong suddenly interrupted.

The corner of Luo Ling's mouth twitched. He didn't want to mess around with this little witch anymore.

The red in his eyes deepened, and his soul quietly started to move.

You can see that Ning Rongrong's spirit is blue with sadness and red with anger.

The domain slowly spread towards Ning Rongrong, with a smile on Luo Ling's face.

"Ms. Ning, there aren't many conflicts between us. Why are you so angry?"

"If my behavior has displeased you, I apologize to you."

Luo Ling's voice is very soft, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Ning Rongrong slowly calmed down, and the color of her spirituality turned into a calm light green.

The realm of the mind was working silently. Ning Fengzhi and others felt that Luo Ling was very polite. Only Bibi Dong strangely forgot about Luo Ling.

His Holiness felt something was wrong.

Ning Rongrong stopped making noise and hid behind Jian Douluo. There was a hint of shyness in her eyes when she looked at Luo Ling.

"Ahem!" Bibi Dong suddenly stepped forward, walked in front of Luo Ling, and said to Ning Fengzhi, "I wonder what Sect Master Ning has considered?"

Ning Fengzhi reacted and hesitated for a moment, "Your Holiness, let's talk somewhere else."

……

Everyone came to the meeting room.

Ning Rongrong and the young man from the Soul Sect also followed.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong who followed him and frowned.

"Bai Yu, Rong Rong, the two of you should go somewhere else. His Holiness the Pope and I have something important to discuss."

"Yes! Master Sect Leader!" The young man named Bai Yu immediately took the order and left the room.

Ning Rongrong curled her lips and remained indifferent.

"Rongrong!" Ning Fengzhi glared at Ning Rongrong.

"What does it matter! Can't I listen?" Ning Rongrong met Ning Fengzhi's eyes and said dissatisfiedly.

Ning Fengzhi was helpless. He didn't want his daughter to be involved in matters with the Spirit Hall, so he didn't want Ning Rongrong to know.

"Just let Miss Ning listen to it. It's not a big deal anyway." Luo Ling spoke to ease the atmosphere.

Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly. Since Luo Ling had spoken, he didn't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)