12dz Chapter 128 Ningbing in New Clothes, an Ordinary Person
Chapter 128 Ningbing in New Clothes, an Ordinary Person
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Ling Yue was facing Ning Bing, but his gaze was fixed on the woman whose body was being rebuilt by the power of the fire spirit. Behind him was the sound of Ning Bing taking off her clothes.
At this moment, Ling Yue couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up. He felt that he was simply a role model for men. Even when a beauty like Ning Bing was changing clothes behind him, he could resist turning around and keeping his little brother from getting excited.
He is this
In less than a minute or two, Ningbing had already dressed herself, having gained experience from her previous dressing experience. Besides, this Yanlingji cosplay outfit wasn't too complicated.
"Master~" Ningbing was slightly shy, her face flushed, her hands were placed in front of her chest, and her legs were twisted together, clearly feeling a little uncomfortable with this outfit.
Ling Yue turned around and saw Ning Bing's pretty face flushed. She was wearing a special black dress with a black hem that revealed her fair and jade-like neck. A bright red trench coat-like skirt on her shoulders extended all the way to the ground. Her slender waist was held together by a light gold headband to prevent the clothes from coming loose.
The black skirt at the bottom of her body was no longer than knee-length, revealing her fair and slender legs. Her red hair fell straight down to her hips, making her look ethereal.
"Hiss!!" Ling Yue couldn't help but gasp when he saw Ning Bing's appearance, then bent down and sat on the sofa, praising her:
"You're just like Yan Lingji reincarnated, so gentle and tender!" Seeing Ning Bing's bewildered look was an added bonus!
"Master, please don't look at me like that... I'm embarrassed..." Ningbing felt the heat in Ling Yue's eyes and couldn't help but tilt her head and reach out to brush a stray strand of red hair from her cheek.
Fortunately, Ling Yue wasn't a lecherous man. He just looked at Ning Bing with admiration. After all, no one would be interested in a dragon, right? Besides, he bent down to sit down simply because he was tired of standing. He definitely didn't mean anything else by it.
"Ahem, do you sense anything special about this outfit?" Ling Yue casually grabbed a cushion from the sofa and placed it on his lap to cover himself.
Ningbing pondered the unusual feeling of wearing the clothes: "Master, I feel much cooler after wearing these clothes, and my ability to control fire has also become stronger."
Ling Yue understood. Although he didn't know where the clothes came from, since Ning Bing was wearing them, they must belong to him.
"Alright, let's go then." With that, Ling Yue took out a box of watches given to him by Baili Pangpang from the Five Elements Lock space and placed it on the table.
"Yes, Master." Ningbing followed, her gaze fixed on the woman enveloped in fire spirit power ahead. "Master, what about her?"
Ningbing felt the woman's kindness and naturally remembered it.
"This person is quite good. I've already helped her rise from the ashes." Ling Yue saw the woman's eyelids trembling and knew she was about to wake up.
"Let's go, or we'll be in trouble."
Upon hearing this, Ningbing silently walked to Ling Yue's side, and the two of them walked out of the store together.
Suddenly, Ling Yue felt a warm touch beside him and looked over.
Ningbing's empty right hand carefully reached up.
Seeing Ningbing's cautious demeanor, Ling Yue smiled slightly, casually took her hand in his, and the two quickly headed towards the Peace Agency.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
Soon after, the woman, who had been baptized by the power of the fire spirit, finally opened her eyes.
"What is this?" The woman seemed to have forgotten something, yet also seemed to have remembered something. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her head, and the memories she had long forgotten finally came back to her.
"I remember! I'm dead! The whole of Cangnan is dead!" The woman was agitated, her voice filled with unspeakable sorrow.
She looked at her pale, blood-red body and murmured, "But why am I alive again? I remember I'm hungry! It's that man, it must be him!"
The woman recalled the events and turned to look at the Five Spirits Lock on her wrist, wanting to confirm that the man had ever existed.
"No!? How could there be no one?" But the Five Elements Lock on the woman's wrist, formed from the power of fire spirit, had been completely consumed by her body reconstruction.
"Impossible, impossible..." the woman muttered, frantically looking around, trying to prove that the man had ever existed.
Her gaze fell upon an oversized Rolex watch box on the wooden table, and a large, now empty, metal box. Finally, a smile appeared on the woman's lips, and her hand stroked the metal box that had once held the Flame Spirit Princess cosplay outfit.
"I knew it, I didn't remember wrong!"
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
Inside the Peace Office.
Zhao Kongcheng sat at the dining table, staring hatefully at the door, muttering, "Damn it! Wen Qimo and the others who were on missions are all back, but why hasn't that brat Ling Yue come back yet? Did he fall into a women's clothing store?!"
Hongying nodded in agreement, "That's right, that's right. I should have gone shopping with Ling Yue. If I had gone with them, they would have been back much sooner."
Lin Qiye, sitting opposite her, secretly rolled his eyes. What a joke! If Hongying came along, they wouldn't need to eat breakfast; they'd be full just waiting for her.
Just then, a whooshing sound came from outside the door—
"Ling Yue is here!?" Zhao Kongcheng immediately beamed with joy, his right hand swiftly grabbing the chopsticks beside him.
"No, it's...light?" Lin Qiye sensed it for a moment and saw the evil golden gourd that he hadn't seen for a long time fly in.
"Hehehe!" Guangming burst through the door, letting out an evil laugh.
"How is it, Guangming? Is there anything unusual?" Chen Muye, who was sitting on the sofa, was quite familiar with Guangming, in fact, he was very familiar with him.
"No, but I found the thieves' hideout. The dismemberment case that Master mentioned hasn't happened yet."
Just before the Jinan Mountain ice storm, Ling Yue sent Guangming to Cangnan City alone to find Chen Muyi and the others, to help them reduce their burden and find the boss of the dismemberment case, and of course, most importantly, to get a free meal.
But despite Guangming's tireless search around the clock, they found several underground hideouts of the corpse thief An Qingyu, and the boss of the dismemberment case seemed to have never appeared, leaving no trace.
Chen Muye breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, "It's alright, as long as we find that corpse thief, that's fine. As for Ling Yue, he must have misremembered, right?"
It can be said that apart from the mysterious figure and An Qingyu, Cangnan is currently very peaceful and without any abnormalities. Therefore, Chen Muye would rather Ling Yue be mistaken than have such innocent people suffer again.
Just as Chen Muyi was pondering something, the doors of the Peace Agency opened again. It was Ling Yue and Ning Bing!