Chapter 239

"Well, remember what you said today and don't let your rescuers down."

Nun Jingxin smiled with relief. Her complexion recovered. Gu Jing wubo sat down slowly on the futon and said calmly, "leave!"

"Abbess, who saved me?" Ding Ning asked eagerly.

"You'll know later. Go and don't come again!"

Abbess Jingxin closed her eyes and recited the Scriptures in a low voice. No matter what Ding Ning asked again, she turned a deaf ear.

Ding Ning was helpless, bowed respectfully and left, returned to Ning University and continued his study and life.

This time, it was a blessing in disguise. On the contrary, after the disaster, all the Eight Extraordinary Meridians were opened up, which made him happy and filled him with more doubts. Who saved him? Abbess? Or the scar face?

But nun didn't want to say it, and he couldn't force him to ask, but anyway, this great favor is owed, and he can only repay it after finding the truth.

The expansion of meridians makes his original full Qi seem much thinner. It seems that he should take time to practice well.

He couldn't help feeling excited when he thought that when the Qi in the meridians was fully replenished, he would be able to open up the Dantian and officially step into the martial arts realm.

The benefits of this healing are not only that. In the past, his body strength was not enough. He could not fully absorb the energy of mirage Jiao's essence and blood, but could only be stored in flesh and blood.

This time, the healing made mirage Jiao's blood essence continuously enhance his physical strength with the blood circulation, making his physical strength present a three-dimensional leap.

He believed that if he had a hard fight with Tyrannosaurus Rex now, he would never lose his painful arm like last time.

Of course, although he thought he was not afraid of Tyrannosaurus Rex, he was still very afraid of Deng Jiuzhi's lightning power, so that he didn't dare to act rashly.

It seems that it is necessary to cultivate their own forces. Ding Ning seriously considered it and made up his mind.

Dad is a very powerful existence in his eyes. Even now, he dare not say that he will be dad's opponent.

But even so, dad didn't dare to let him reveal his identity. We can imagine how powerful the enemy is.

One hero and three gangs, in the case of insufficient strength, the only way Ding Ning can think of to protect himself is to develop forces that are absolutely loyal to himself.

The Mavericks, who are loyal and fearless and have good skills, can be used as the first group of his forces.

When he made this decision, there was a flash of light in his mind. Then he suddenly understood why dad didn't let him practice other skills, but he still forced him to remember them.

It seems that dad has long considered today's step, but he has never told him clearly to let him secretly regret his hindsight.

"Boss, you're really haunted. It's reported that you don't go home for two nights. Although your sister-in-law is good, you should also pay attention to your health!"

Upon returning to the dormitory, Zhang Haifeng blinked vaguely and gave a thumbs up.

Ding Ning reached out and handed him the breakfast he bought on the way, smiled and said, "eat your breakfast and see if you can stop your mouth."

"Hey, hey, if some eat, I'll shut up!"

Zhang Haifeng smiled and handed Wu Xian a breakfast.

Wu Xian was still silent, and Chong dingning nodded to thank him.

"By the way, boss, are you busy tonight?"

Facts have proved that Zhang Haifeng's mouth can't be blocked by food. With pancakes in his mouth, he began to mutter again.

"Should it be all right? What's the matter?"

Ding Ning is lying on the bed, turning over the book and answering carelessly.

"Wu Xian and I invited you and your sister-in-law to dinner that night."

Zhang Haifeng said with some embarrassment, "that day, Wu Xian and I agreed to treat. As a result, I drank too much and asked you to pay the bill."

"Hey, what a big deal. No need."

Ding Ning shook his head indifferently, but appreciated Zhang Haifeng's character. These two roommates can make deep friends.

"That's not good. It was originally a meeting gift given by my sister-in-law. Wu Xian and I are too hot to hold it. If we don't spend it, we'll be upset."

Zhang Haifeng said positively. Even Wu Xian, who was buried in eating, looked at it and nodded in agreement.

"Well, come as you think fit."

Seeing their resolute attitude, Ding Ning could only promise.

Zhang Haifeng said with a sly smile, "there are beautiful women to accompany me tonight."

"Beauty? Where did you get the beauty?"

Ding Ning asked puzzled.

"Our fellowship bedroom 309."

Zhang Haifeng's excited face turned red. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the ceiling. He looked like a flower maniac: "309 is the same as US 109. There are only three girls. Those are the three golden flowers of our Graduate School of Nanjing University."

"Fraternity bedroom? When was it?"

Ding Ning looked a little trance.

The friendship bedroom feels like a distant thing. In the past, when he was in college, the third liked to engage in this kind of friendship activity to make it convenient for him to pick up girls.

If it weren't for the friendship, it wouldn't make him estrange from several dormitories who had a good relationship with him.

Female college students are full of longing for love. Those girls who are willing to socialize come for him and Zhao Xin, two handsome boys at the grass-roots level.

At that time, he didn't think so much and was dragged by Zhao Xinsheng. As a result, the girl loved by the eldest brother, the second, the fourth and the fifth was either confessing to Zhao Xin or trying to soak him.

Although he refused, none of them agreed, but even so, several roommates hated him.

This made him very incomprehensible. He clearly didn't promise any of them, let alone harm others. On the contrary, Zhao Xin didn't refuse anyone. As long as he could catch up with his girl, he would take it to open a house.

But those sleeping friends not only didn't blame Zhao Xin, but hated him, which made him feel wronged and confused. Until now, they didn't want to understand what was going on.

Therefore, he was very resistant to such things as friendship.

"Yesterday, my goddess Liu Wenjing took the initiative to talk to me and offered to become a friendship bedroom with us. I have promised, boss. Won't you lose face?"

Zhang Haifeng asked nervously. It seems that the boss Ding Ning still has a high position in his mind.

When Ding Ning saw Wu Xian looking at him with expectation, he couldn't help laughing and crying. Even the otaku was moved. Can he spoil their fun?

"Well, look at the arrangement!"

"Yeah, long live the boss. Let's have dinner first, and then go to KTV to sing and drink."

Zhang Haifeng shouted Viva excitedly like a child, and Wu Xian rarely showed a shy smile.

Ding Ning felt warm in his heart and jokingly asked Wu Xian, "are you secretly in love with 309 mm?"

Wu Xian blushed and turned his head coyly. The otaku was quite shy.

Zhang Haifeng winked at the thief and smiled: "the third guy is sulking. He likes song Xiaoyu in 309. It's not a day or two."

Wu Xian was stabbed out of his mind and immediately became angry. He jumped up and quarreled with Zhang Haifeng.

"I can't hold back for the happiness of the third and the collective honor of 109. I'll call Ling Yun now to see if she's free in the evening."

Ding Ning smiled and called Lingyun.

The result disappointed him. Ling Yun couldn't come to the party with his classmates in the evening.

Ling Yun doesn't come. Ding Ning really doesn't want to participate in this friendship activity, but since he has promised, Zhang Haifeng can't go back.

In the evening, the days between Zhang Haifeng and Wu Xian finally came. As soon as he returned to the dormitory after class, Zhang Haifeng began to dress up. His hair was combed meticulously, shining like lard. He also put on a pink shirt and black suspenders, which looked like a rich young master in the 1950s and 1960s.

Even Wu Xian, a sultry man, put on hair gel, specially changed into a pair of gentle Phnom Penh glasses, and put on his usual shirt and trousers. He looked like a business elite.

Ding Ning really disagreed with the two roommates' unique taste. He made some suggestions for reference, but Zhang Haifeng, who felt good about himself, was speechless.

Probably due to limited funds, Zhang Haifeng didn't dare to choose a high-grade hotel like cuizhuxuan this time, but chose a middle-grade hotel with high quality and low price.

The name of the hotel is very tacky. I'll come again, but the decoration is elegant and the environment is also good.

At the appointed seven o'clock, the two single dogs took Ding Ning to the reserved private room Furong Pavilion and waited before six thirty.

Watching the two goods nervous for a while, Ding Ning ran out and waited, fiddling with his mobile phone.

When he was in college, Zhao Xin forcibly pulled the registered microblog number. He had not logged in for a long time. Anyway, he was idle, so he logged in and had a look.

But as soon as he logged in, he was shocked. His microblog fans had more than two million people.

What surprised him most was that the video screen of treating Wang Guoliang in southern Yunnan was published on the microblog, and there were tens of millions of comments at the bottom.

After looking at the time, the video was uploaded on August 30, the day when Wang Guoliang was treated.

This confused his father-in-law and monk. He hasn't logged in to the microblog for nearly two years. Who logged in to his microblog and uploaded the video on August 30?

His microblog number is registered by Zhao Xin with his identity information. Several roommates know the account password. Which of them logged in and uploaded it?

Zhao Xin must have done it. Ding Ning was speechless and uploaded his treatment video on his microblog. Isn't it that Wang Po sells melons and boasts?

He felt a fever on his face. Grandma's Zhao Xin had to get down when he saw him next time.

Ding Ning patiently opened his comments. What reassured him a little was that the comments were basically one-sided praise except for some black powder.

In particular, an iron powder called after the rain, who is also the head of his fan support group, fought with sunspots with sharp words and words, and defended him very much.

after rain the sky looks blue? Isn't it Shen MuQing? In Ding Ning's mind, Shen MuQing's figure like an empty valley and orchid suddenly hurt.

Whether it was her or not, but for the sake of her maintenance of herself, Ding Ning still paid attention to each other.

Hesitate for a moment, Aite @ after the rain: Thank you and all the fans for your support, thank you!

"Here they are, here they are!"

Zhang Haifeng shouted excitedly and took Ding Ning out to meet him.

Ding Ning turned off his cell phone and welcomed out. Three girls dressed in meditation walked side by side, like a beautiful scenery, which attracted the attention of many passers-by.

On the left is a short haired girl with big chest, big waist, thin hips and hot figure.

On the right is a girl with shawl hair who is wearing a cowboy skirt, a white lace cardigan, slim and quiet.

The one in the middle... Ding Ning was so stupid that it was the narcissistic woman who suspected that she wanted to soak him in the library.

However, today's narcissistic girl did not wear her old black rimmed glasses. She was wearing a snow-white princess skirt. Her cloud like hair was tied behind her neck, revealing her slender white neck like a white swan.

The face that can be broken by blowing is as delicate as a porcelain doll, the long black eyelashes flicker, and a pair of crystal clear eyes like black crystal are looking at him with a smile.