"Rongrong!" Tianlin finally couldn't help but call out her name softly.
Ning Rongrong turned her head in disbelief, pleasantly surprised, "Brother Sword! It really is you."
She stood up and walked towards Tianlin step by step, faster and faster, finally throwing herself into Tianlin's arms, "You bad guy, why did you go for so long? I've been worried about you every day."
One moment it was surprise, the next it turned into resentment. In the two years in Slaughter City, Tianlin was indeed in a life-and-death struggle every day, but in fact, Ning Rongrong, who was always outside, was the most worried.
Unable to eat well, unable to sleep, constantly anxious, that was her state for the past two years.
"Sorry, Rongrong, I'm late in returning. Don't worry, after this time, I will take you with me no matter where I go," Tianlin solemnly promised.
More than any sweet words, this sentence was the most reassuring to a girl. Leaning in Tianlin's arms, Ning Rongrong said contentedly, "Then you have to remember, you must keep your word."
"Of course!"
Tianlin perfectly upheld an absolute truth that countless women had summarized through trial and error: a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost. It doesn't matter usually, but if one day he has to go to some dangerous place again, he will definitely throw Rongrong as far away as possible, and at worst, spend more time coaxing her afterward, and let her bite him a few times.
"Brother Sword, I miss you!" Ning Rongrong in his arms suddenly raised her head, looking at Tianlin with watery eyes.
Since their engagement, except for the most overstepping things they hadn't done, some ordinary intimate behaviors had long been commonplace.
Tianlin naturally knew what she meant, smiled, leaned his head over, and kissed her thin lips.
The two wantonly made up for the longing of these two years.
"Cough cough!" Just at this moment, a very untimely cough sounded from behind, scaring the two to quickly separate.
It turned out to be Ma Hongjun, the little fatty who didn't understand the situation. He had lost a lot of weight in the past two years, it seemed he had suffered a lot from Teacher Qin Ming's torment.
"Boss, I just ran into the Gatekeeper Disciple who said you were back, so I hurried over to see, it's really true..."
"I'll kick you!" Ma Hongjun was about to show off his lackey characteristics when someone suddenly flew up and kicked him away, "You clueless single fatty, if I didn't want to disturb the wonderful reunion of Boss and Big Sister Head, would you have the chance to greet Boss first? I'll say it again, the position of Boss's chief little brother is mine."
"Haha, Gu Ran, you seem to be doing well, good brother, you're almost at level sixty!" Tianlin greeted him with a smile. Among so many people, besides Rongrong, his parents, and Master, he missed this closest brother the most.
"Hehe, level fifty-nine, just about to reach the level Boss you were at three years ago when you participated in the Soul Master Competition, this is all thanks to your Immortal Herb, Boss," Gu Ran said embarrassedly.
"Immortal Herb is just an aid, the more important thing is your own efforts, but, the others seem to be catching up!" Tianlin praised him and looked at the few people behind Gu Ran.
Oscar, Meng Yiran, and Ye Lingling were also there. These few had formed a small group within the sect like Royal Fight and the Shrek Seven Devils, and they usually cultivated together.
Although Gu Ran worked hard, his talent was still not as good as these geniuses from the original protagonist group.
Ma Hongjun, who didn't slack off, was now level fifty-three, a surge of twelve levels in three years. With this terrifying rate of progress, reaching level sixty within two years was definitely not a problem. Sure enough, it was different when someone was supervising him. Unlike before, when everyone else in Shrek was above level sixty, he was still only level fifty-seven, which was really lagging behind. It should be known that his aptitude was originally among the best in the original protagonist group.
In addition, Oscar was already level fifty-two. After all, he didn't have the Immortal Herb, so his talent was definitely slightly worse than in the original work, but fortunately, he had Tianlin's Medicine Hall to assist him, so the difference wasn't too big.
Ye Lingling had reached level fifty-seven due to being a bit older than them.
As for Ning Rongrong, level fifty-six, this level was almost catching up with Ye Lingling. On the other hand, Meng Yiran, limited by her talent, had gradually widened the gap with them, and was now only level forty-nine, slightly short of level fifty.
"By the way, Boss, the Sect Master and the others have long instructed that as soon as you come back, you should go to see them," Gu Ran reminded.
Tianlin nodded, "Understood, you and Rongrong should also go with me, I have some things to explain to you."
Gu Ran and Ning Rongrong were also the most orthodox Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples, and they were also qualified to know the sect's future plans in advance.
"Then Boss, let's get together later, at Zhu Zhuqing's place in the Bamboo Forest on the Back Mountain, that's our secret base now," Oscar said with a smile.
Zhu Zhuqing is now isolated from the world. As friends, only they can often accompany her to prevent her from being so lonely.
"Okay, see you later!"
Tianlin temporarily bid farewell to everyone, leading Ning Rongrong and Gu Ran towards the Seven Treasure Great Hall.
After the Gatekeeper Disciple reported, Ning Fengzhi and several Sect Protecting Douluo were already waiting there. In terms of both emotion and reason, Tianlin couldn't keep them waiting too long.
"Master, Uncle Ning, and several grandpas, I'm back!" As soon as he entered the hall, Tianlin gave a big salute to the five people sitting at the top. They were among the few who knew where he was going, just like Ning Rongrong, and their worries had probably been no less than hers all along.
"Good, it's good that you're back. You've grown taller in these two years!" Ning Fengzhi was only filled with excitement at this time, with none of his usual wisdom. After all, he was his son-in-law, but in order to make up for the flaws in Tianlin's character, he had to reluctantly let Tianlin go to that dangerous place.
Fortunately, Tianlin did not disappoint him and successfully fought his way out of that place.
Chen Xin's joy was no less than his, but he was a little puzzled. "Xiao Tian, is the place you went to really Slaughter City?"
Tianlin's temperament was very different from before. Not only had the killing intent on his body not increased, but it was even less than it had been two years ago. Was this the image of someone who came out of Slaughter City?
They still remembered how crazy Tang Hao was when he first came out of there, taking people's lives at every turn, unable to suppress his killing intent at all, and it took him a long time to stabilize.
But Tianlin at this time was too calm, looking almost like a little white Soul Master who had never touched a human life.
Tianlin didn't explain, and directly released his Kiling God Domain. The extremely terrifying killing intent completely covered the Seven Treasure Great Hall, making people feel cold all over.
Gu Ran, who was closest to him, couldn't help but take several steps back. He was frightened by his boss. Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, had no reaction at all. Of course, it wasn't that she wasn't afraid, but that she didn't feel any killing intent at all.
Tianlin used Distraction Control to completely avoid her when spreading the killing intent. He couldn't bear to scare his fiancée.
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