Chapter 82 Ye Lingling’s fighting dream!

"Lingling, do you have anything to do with Rongrong?" Zhu Zhuqing led Ye Lingling into the room and noticed the embarrassed expression on Ye Lingling's pretty face, which also made her feel strange.

When they were outside, Ye Lingling was not too nervous. Now that she spoke out her purpose, she felt very embarrassed.

Seeing Ye Lingling's embarrassment, Zhu Zhuqing became even more curious. She brought Ye Lingling to the door of Ning Rongrong's room and knocked on it.

"Rongrong, are you asleep?"

In the room, Ning Rongrong was playing a little game between girls with Na'er. When she heard Zhu Zhuqing's words, she poked her head out from under the quilt.

In the dim room, a bright light passed by and fell, and Ning Rongrong's rosy and shiny face could be vaguely seen.

"Zhu Qing, what's wrong?" Ning Rongrong put on a white nightgown, turned around and winked at Na'er who was lying in the quilt, then opened the door.

Ning Rongrong saw Ye Lingling was also there and blinked her beautiful eyes, "Ye Lingling?"

She looked at Zhu Zhuqing again and couldn't help feeling a little confused.

"Hello, Miss Ning." Ye Lingling bowed slightly, being polite and considerate.

"Just call me Rongrong, no need to be so polite." Ning Rongrong felt a little embarrassed when she saw Ye Lingling being so polite. The crazy days of the past few months had made her a little accustomed to the carefree look.

"Lingling, Rongrong, you guys chat, I'm going back first." Zhu Zhuqing said with a smile, leaving the two of them with her back and turned into her room.

"Who's coming?" Long Jian caught Zhu Zhuqing who was rushing towards him and asked softly.

"It's Lingling. She seems to have something to talk to Rongrong about." Zhu Zhuqing said with a smile and returned to Long Jian's arms.

In Ning Rongrong's room.

"Rongrong, I came here this time because I want to learn how to fight from you." Ye Lingling sat down gracefully and spoke her purpose. Her hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, and a tense atmosphere spread from her body.

"Ah? You want to learn how to fight from me?" Ning Rongrong was surprised. As a support-type spirit master, how could she teach others how to fight?

"Lingling, are you kidding me?"

Ye Lingling pursed her lips and said, "Rongrong, you were so powerful during the day that even Yufeng couldn't pose a threat to you. At that time, you were simply a fighting spirit master."

Ning Rongrong's tall and majestic figure during the day was deeply imprinted in Ye Lingling's mind.

Which auxiliary system doesn’t want to have such combat power!

"So, what you are doing is..." Ning Rongrong began to get excited when she thought that one day she would become the goal of others' efforts.

"I want to learn how to fight from you, Rongrong." Ye Lingling dodged his gaze and took out a piece of emerald green soul bone from the soul guide. "Can I exchange it with this?"

"Soul bone?!"

Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she felt surprised and embarrassed at the same time.

"Lingling, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but I learned this from Long Jian. I can't teach others without his permission."

"Besides, I'm still learning now, how can I have the ability to teach you..."

Ning Rongrong showed an awkward smile on her face and returned the soul bone.

"Long Jian..." Ye Lingling murmured softly.

Ning Rongrong nodded, "Why don't you go ask Long Jian first?"

"..." Ye Lingling stood up and bowed slightly to Ning Rongrong, "Then... I'll come back tomorrow."

It was still acceptable to look for Ning Rongrong in the middle of the night, after all, Ning Rongrong was a girl. But it would be better to look for Long Jian in the daytime. "Um, where does Long Jian live?" Before leaving, Ye Lingling turned around and asked in confusion.

"Don't you know?" Ning Rongrong said with a smile: "Long Jian lives with Zhu Qing."

Ye Lingling was stunned for a moment, nodded, and then left.

……

The next day.

Ye Lingling knocked on Zhu Zhuqing's door again.

Zhu Zhuqing was wearing a thin black skirt, her tall white legs were faintly visible through the hem. She raised her hand to cover her red lips, her face showing a lazy look. There was a hazy sleepiness in her beautiful eyes.

"Lingling..." Zhu Zhuqing slightly opened her hazy eyes.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing like this, Ye Lingling felt a little guilty.

"Zhu Qing, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were still resting. I'll come back later." Ye Lingling bowed slightly, turned around and prepared to leave.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhu Zhuqing raised her hand and grabbed Ye Lingling, then pulled Ye Lingling into the room with a smile, "Lingling, come in."

Ye Lingling smiled apologetically on her pretty face, "I'm so sorry to bother you."

"It's okay." Zhu Zhuqing smiled and pulled Ye Lingling to sit on the sofa. "Lingling, are you here to look for Rongrong? She's still resting now, and it will probably take a while for her to wake up."

"No, I'm here to find you and...Long Jian." Ye Lingling felt a little embarrassed when she thought that one day she would have to take the initiative to find a man, especially a man who has a girlfriend.

"Looking for me and Long Jian?" Zhu Zhuqing was a little confused.

"Zhu Qing, I want to learn the same fighting skills as Miss Ning. Rong Rong said that Long Jian taught her that."

Ye Lingling pursed her lips and took out the soul bone from last night, as well as a gold card.

"Zhu Qing, I know that fighting skills like that are very valuable, but I don't know if these are enough as a reward."

"This is a 30,000-year-old soul bone. The skill inside is probably a healing skill. And this card contains all my savings, which is probably... more than 5 million gold soul coins..."

"Zhu Qing, do you think these are enough for you to learn fighting skills from Long Jian?" For the first time, hope appeared in Ye Lingling's eyes.

Zhu Zhuqing could see that Ye Lingling was indeed very eager.

Zhu Zhuqing thought that she had only known Long Jian for three or five days, but Long Jian was willing to teach her how to fight.

Others want to learn, but they have to pay all kinds of prices. Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but feel sweet in her heart. But she didn't forget to answer Ye Lingling's words.

"Let me ask for you?" Zhu Zhuqing patted Ye Lingling's slender hand as if to comfort her. "Lingling, sit here for a while. Don't worry, Long Jian is a very nice person, so don't be too nervous."

Ye Lingling looked at Zhu Zhuqing's departing back, and her heartbeat quickened.

Back in the bedroom, Zhu Zhuqing saw the man on the balcony, walked up to him, gently put her arms around his broad shoulders, and the huge fruit on her chest gently pressed against the man's back.

"Zhu Qing, don't you want to sleep a little longer?" Long Jian felt the familiar touch and ghost behind him and tilted his head slightly.

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head, then smiled and said, "Long Jian, Lingling is here. She wants to learn how to fight, and she wants to be like Rongrong."

"Oh?" Long Jian was a little surprised, "It seems that auxiliary spirit masters all have a dream of becoming combat spirit masters!"

(End of this chapter)