Chapter 420 Traveling through Seven Treasures City.
"Hehe, you know that's not what I meant."
Xuan Mo clearly noticed the slyness in Ning Rongrong's eyes. He gently flicked her nose with his right hand and said, "This little bit of fruit is worth at most three silver soul coins. And judging from your relationship with that shopkeeper, it's not like you've known each other for just a day. Tell me the reason."
"Don't move! It tickles." Ning Rongrong wrinkled her nose slightly and then slapped Xuan Mo's groping hand away. Then, looking at Xuan Mo, she waved the special fruits she had just bought, tossed them to him, and asked, "Mo, didn't you travel the continent with Fatty before, and even went to the so-called Sun and Moon Continent? But I ask you, have you ever seen these fruits?"
Xuan Mo, having received the fruits, frowned slightly at Ning Rongrong's reminder, clearly taking note.
Just as Ning Rongrong said, he had never seen these two kinds of fruit before. Unless…
"Rongrong, were these two fruits cultivated by the Fruit Elder?"
Xuan Mo gave a very unlikely answer.
"Huh! You guessed it." Ning Rongrong was surprised at first, then pouted, looking bored.
"It was indeed cultivated by Elder Guo through his martial soul. However, he has neither soul power nor business acumen. He can only survive on these small amounts of fruit."
Ning Rongrong's gaze shifted behind her, her eyes revealing pity. "Moreover, Elder Guo is very pitiful. When I found him three years ago, he was already a lonely old man, so I decided to help him."
But then, a troubled look appeared on her face. "However, Seven Treasures City is full of sect disciples and soul masters; they don't support idlers. Therefore, although Elder Guo can survive with my help, he still has a hard time. So I help him in this way from time to time."
After listening to Ning Rongrong's words, Xuan Mo simply shook his head and didn't say anything more, just followed Ning Rongrong on her way.
Under the trees lining both sides of the road in Qibao City, there were neat, long wooden benches, spacious enough for three people to sit.
After Xuan Mo placed the two kinds of fruit in the middle of the bench, Ning Rongrong introduced them: "These two fruits are ginkgo and black plum. They taste quite good, come and try them."
Hearing this, Xuan Mo couldn't help but mentally complain. These two fruits did indeed give a very good impression just by their appearance, but why were the names so low-class? No wonder business was bad; the naming itself was probably lacking.
However, despite his internal complaints, his hands didn't slow down, and he eagerly picked them up and stuffed them into his mouth.
It has to be said, the names were bad, but the fruits were delicious.
The ginkgo, for example, had a very sweet taste, and a bite was incredibly crunchy. It was like a crisp peach, but sweeter and with a better texture. Peeling back the white-and-golden skin, the flesh alone is enough to make one's mouth water.
The black plum has a rather unique flavor, not only sweeter than the white dragon fruit, but also with a hint of tartness. It has a refreshing, natural taste and is quite thirst-quenching.
"Honestly, I've never eaten such delicious fruit before," Xuan Mo said, wiping his mouth before picking up a bunch of black plums and chewing them slowly. Meanwhile, she added, "When I go home and back to the academy tomorrow, I must bring some of these fruits for my parents, Fatty, and the Dean to try."
"That's right. And when I see Auntie tomorrow, I'll bring some other gifts too." Ning Rongrong stopped eating a black plum and looked at Xuan Mo, who was munching away. "These fruits are easy to gain weight from, Mo, don't eat like Fatty used to."
"Hahaha, don't worry. Not only will I not gain weight no matter how much I eat, but even if I get fat from eating this delicious fruit, I'll be happy." Xuan Mo laughed and then turned his gaze to Ning Rongrong. "But Rongrong, since I've called Uncle Ning 'Dad,' you can't call me 'Auntie' anymore."
"Huh?" Ning Rongrong, realizing what he meant, blushed instantly and gave Xuan Mo a light, harmless punch. "What are you saying? You shameless guy, you really, really..."
"What do you mean 'really'?"
Xuan Mo found Ning Rongrong's reaction amusing. After stuffing the black plum into his mouth, he lifted Ning Rongrong's chin with his hand. "Don't you want to marry me later?"
"You scoundrel!" Ning Rongrong's face immediately turned red, but instead of getting angry, her eyes suddenly darted around. Then, to Xuan Mo's astonishment and daze, she leaned in and kissed him on the lips.
"Rongrong, you, you're..."
Although surprised, Xuan Mo seemed to realize something quickly and hurriedly communicated with the Ice and Fire Dragon King in his mind, "Uncle Ice, Uncle Fire..."
"You brat, what are you doing!? Old Ice and I have sealed our senses of the outside world, and you're still bothering us. Showing off your love!"
Hearing the Fire Dragon King's voice, Xuan Mo hurriedly said, "Uncle Fire, can you check if anyone is watching us nearby?"
"Hehe, you're afraid of getting caught for doing something bad, just wait."
At this moment, Ning Rongrong saw Xuan Mo's completely dazed reaction and quickly waved her hand in front of him. But Xuanmo, having just received a reply from the Fire Dragon King, breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're not afraid of Grandpa Sword and the others, are you?" Ning Rongrong, seeing this, immediately understood and burst into laughter, snuggling into Xuanmo's arms.
Xuanmo, however, expressed his helplessness.
"Rongrong, you have to be careful in the future. If you get caught, I'm doomed."
"Relax, I'll make it up to you later~"
"What make it up to you!?"
Seeing Xuanmo's gleaming eyes, Ning Rongrong was also annoyed. She got up and snorted coldly, "Hmph! Let's go..."
"Hey... sigh, why are you angry now?"
Xuanmo, seeing this, slapped his forehead, "Rongrong, wait..."
"How is it? Delicious, right?"
Ning Rongrong looked at Xuanmo, who was wolfing down his food, and couldn't help but laugh, "This is something I painstakingly discovered over the past five years."
But then, she realized that Xuanmo didn't seem to be listening to her at all, instead completely immersed in the delicious food. Seeing this, she wasn't angry. Instead, she turned to the shop owner and said, "Boss, could you please give us two more pounds of chicken legs..."
Just then, Xuan Mo stuffed a chicken leg into his mouth, threw the bone into the trash can, and then wrapped his arms around Ning Rongrong's waist from behind, whispering, "I'm sorry, I love you..."
Tears welled up in Ning Rongrong's eyes instantly, but considering the presence of others, she pretended to be annoyed, without struggling against Xuan Mo's hands.
"There are still two pounds of chicken legs here."
"Hehe, you can leave them to me without worry..."
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