Ning Fengzhi did not stop Tang San and Xiao Wu from leaving, and always had a gentle smile on his lips:
"Haha, you are right, we will definitely meet again if we are destined."
Looking at the backs of the two people who were running away quickly, Ning Fengzhi stood upright in the spacious seat without getting up. He held a warm jade cane in his hands, but a deep light flashed across his eyes.
In front of Ning Fengzhi, who was resourceful and calculated, Tang San's little tricks were clearly visible. He could tell at a glance that Tang San was deliberately trying to seduce himself, and he guessed that he was trying to gain greater benefits from himself.
However, he didn't mind.
Anyway, their Qibao Glazed Sect's most indispensable thing is money and wealth.
And he was indeed very interested in the two hidden weapons Tang San made, the Innuendo and the Silent Sleeve Arrow.
After watching Tang San and Xiao Wu leave, Ning Fengzhi picked up the innuendos and the silent sleeve arrows that Tang San had received as a gift, and looked through them carefully, but she couldn't see any clues and didn't know how they were. Forged and assembled.
After a moment, Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly and gave up on trying to figure out the craftsmanship of the two hidden weapons. With a click, he put the Silent Sleeve Arrow on his wrist.
Ning Fengzhi was surprised when he touched the Xiujian that was close to his wrist but felt no discomfort at all. However, he couldn't help but sigh leisurely and said with some regret:
"It is somewhat similar to the lost offensive soul guide, but it does not require soul power to activate it like a soul guide. The spring elasticity of the weapon itself can cause considerable damage."
"It's a pity that the power is still a bit small. It can only cause damage to soul masters below the soul master level at most, but it's not bad at all."
"It is very suitable for auxiliary soul masters with little combat ability and weak combat soul masters."
"You can consider purchasing a batch to arm the Ning clan and the weaker soul masters in the sect. After all, it can enhance some combat effectiveness, which is always good."
"It would be great if we could get the production methods of these two hidden weapons. Well, how about arresting that kid and asking him to spit out the production methods?"
Having said this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, revealing a cold and dangerous light.
Gentleness is just a surface, a disguise and a protective color. As the leader of a sect, indifference and ruthlessness are his essence.
But after thinking for a moment, Ning Fengzhi waved her hand and gave up the idea:
"That's all, they're just two small weapons. Just spend money to buy them. It doesn't cost much anyway. Maybe if you keep them, you can make more powerful weapons."
"The clothes he is wearing seem to be the uniforms of Tiandou Royal Academy. Oh, Tiandou Royal Academy. Judging from his age, he should be a student enrolled in Tiandou Royal Academy. This can make the prince snow Qinghe, help me pay attention."
"I don't know why Prince Xuexing was so stupid as to offend the three Contras of the Third Education Committee, causing the management of Tiandou Royal Academy to fall into the hands of the prince. Haha——, it is really stupid."
Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but complain about Prince Xue Xing, who had just bid against him to steal Catwoman.
At this time, a white-haired old man in a snow-white robe quietly walked to Ning Fengzhi and reminded him:
"Fengzhi, it's time for us to go back."
The white-haired old man has a simple appearance, with a white face and no beard, and a skin as smooth and tender as a baby. His long silver hair is meticulously combed and gathered neatly behind his back without spreading out.
His expression is indifferent, his posture is upright, he stands like a sharp sword, his half-opened and half-closed eyes reveal a sharp gaze, and his movements give people a special feeling of being alone.
This old man is one of the two sect-protecting Douluo of the Qibao Glazed Sect, the ninety-fifth-level attack-type super Douluo, Sword Douluo Chenxin.
Sword Douluo's martial spirit is the Seven Killing Sword, the top weapon spirit. It is a sword-type martial spirit with extremely powerful attack power. In terms of single-point attack, it is even more powerful than the Haotian Hammer, which is known as the best weapon spirit. .
Because he was obsessed with swordsmanship, he only studied the Seven Kills Sword in his hand all his life, so he was known as the "Chenxin of swordsmanship" among Titled Douluo.
Compared with the gentleness on Ning Fengzhi's body, the aura on Sword Dou Luo Chenxin's body can only be described as sharp, as deadly as a sharp sword and as sharp as any.
Generally speaking, when Ning Fengzhi leaves the sect and goes out, he will take a sect protector Douluo with him to ensure his own safety.
After all, he is only an auxiliary soul master. Although he is known as "the authority among the auxiliary soul masters in the soul master world" and his strength has reached the peak of level 79 soul saint, his lack of combat ability is his biggest weakness.
Therefore, there must be a strong and powerful guard around you to protect your safety.
Sword Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong are the two best candidates to protect the sect. The two have a clear division of labor. They often take turns accompanying Ning Fengzhi when he goes out to protect Ning Fengzhi, while the other stays behind the sect to protect the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. Safety.
The one accompanying Ning Fengzhi this time happened to be Sword Dou Luo Chenxin.
Hearing Sword Douluo's warning voice, Ning Fengzhi retracted his dangerous gaze, looked back at the former, and nodded to him:
"It's time to go back. Uncle Jian, let's go."
After taking two steps, Ning Fengzhi seemed to remember something, turned back and smiled at Sword Douluo who was half a step behind:
"By the way, Uncle Jian, I just got the news that that girl Rongrong is finally willing to return to the sect. When we arrive at the sect, we might be able to see her."
"Haven't you always been thinking about Rongrong? You should be happy now."
When Sword Douluo heard this, his eyes suddenly flashed, and the indifferent expression on his face was instantly replaced by extreme excitement:
"What? Baby Rongrong is back?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and replied:
"Actually, Rongrong returned to Tiandou City more than half a year ago, but the girl refused to return to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."
The excitement on Sword Douluo's face froze slightly, and he asked accusingly:
"What the hell? Rongrong returned to Tiandou City more than half a year ago? Then why didn't you tell me and Old Bones? We can go and bring her back to the sect."
Isn't it because you are afraid that you will indulge her too much and pamper her to the heavens? Listening to the blame contained in Sword Douluo's tone, Ning Fengzhi showed a hint of embarrassment, coughed twice, and explained:
"That's why I didn't tell you and Uncle Gu the news. If I told you, you would definitely not be able to help but disturb Rongrong."
Ning Fengzhi continued with a serious tone:
"Uncle Jian, Rongrong is going to study. It is also a good thing to let her suffer some hardships outside. You and Uncle Gu can't continue to pamper Rongrong. This will spoil her."
"Rongrong returned to Tiandou City this time to enroll in Tiandou Royal Academy. She has been training at Tiandou Royal Academy for more than half a year."
"Shrek Academy, you and Uncle Gu don't worry. There should be no problem at Tiandou Royal Academy this time."
After hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Sword Douluo's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't listen at all. Instead, he urged:
"Okay, don't talk so much. Let's go back to Qibao Glazed Sect."
Looking at Sword Douluo who looked eager and obviously didn't listen to his words, Ning Fengzhi helplessly raised his forehead and could only nod in agreement.
"Fengzhi, you are too slow. Don't take the carriage. I will take you to fly directly."
"Hey, hey, Uncle Jian, don't be impatient, slow down, slow down."
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Qibao Glazed Sect, Qibao Hall.
Ning Rongrong sat in the sect leader's chair at the top of the hall, swaying her slender legs in boredom, her red lips pouting, showing her displeasure.
It had been a long time since she returned to the sect, but her father Ning Fengzhi was still missing. Grandpa Jian didn't know where he had gone. Only her Grandpa Bones was with her.
She was quite excited at first, but now she was not excited at all, and the unhappiness in her heart was slowly rising.
Stinky father, Stinky grandpa, your precious daughter and granddaughter finally came back to the sect, but you are not here? Humph——, I’m ignoring you.
While Ning Rongrong kept muttering and venting her unhappiness in her heart, a strange old man with a withered face was sitting on the passenger seat next to the sect leader's chair, slowly sipping tea.
Although the old man has a haggard face and sparse hair, he is extremely tall. This tallness does not refer to the size of his muscles that are swollen and strong, but to the astonishingly tall frame of his entire body.
Moreover, the old man was very thin, his muscles and skin were almost dry, and his eye sockets were sunken. He looked like a dying old man.
Coupled with the old man's ugly appearance, there was a strange aura all over his body, making him look like a huge skeleton.
If you saw him late at night, you would probably scare a group of people to death.
This weird old man with a convex frame is one of the two sect-protecting Douluo of the Qibao Glazed Sect, a ninety-five-level super Douluo with both defense and agility, Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo.
Bone Douluo's martial spirit is the top-level beast martial spirit Bone Dragon, which possesses the power of space that is extremely rare on the mainland. Therefore, he is also known as the titled Douluo with the weirdest attacks.
Bone Douluo sat in the passenger seat next to Ning Rongrong, as if a huge skeleton was sitting on it. The wide seat made him sit on it, but it seemed much smaller.
"My little princess, please don't be angry. Your Grandpa Swordsman has gone to Tiandou City with your father to do business. You don't have to worry about him. Come on, your Grandpa Bones loves you."
Bone Douluo put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Ning Rongrong, and said with a doting look on his face:
"However, counting the time, they should be back soon."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong and Sword Douluo Chenxin are partners, best friends, and lifelong rivals. They are also enemies and bad friends. They often undermine each other, and from time to time they fight over who has a higher status in Ning Rongrong's heart. Important and big fight.
In front of Ning Rongrong, Bone Douluo often called Sword Douluo "Sword Man", "Sword Old Ghost", or "Sword Death Ghost" to belittle him and damage his reputation in Ning Rongrong's heart. Beautiful image.
Of course, Sword Douluo would often call Bone Douluo "coward", "old bones", or "rotten bones" and other nicknames.
Anyway, what it embodies is loving and killing each other.
Bone Douluo's voice was as hoarse as a bellows, which was very unpleasant to hear, but to Ning Rongrong's ears it was like the sound of nature.
After being away from home for more than two years, hearing the voice of my doting Grandpa Bones again was so wonderful.
Ning Rongrong jumped down from his father's sect leader's throne with a slight leap, and ran to Bone Douluo. Not caring about the difference between men and women, she raised her butt and sat on his lap.
Don't think that Ning Rongrong is an obedient child.
She is the most "arrogant and domineering", the most mischievous, the most lawless and the most unruly little witch in the entire Qibao Glazed Sect. How could she be obedient just because of Bone Douluo's words?
As soon as she sat on Bone Douluo's lap, Ning Rongrong immediately raised her hand and grabbed the few white hairs on his head, pouting and acting coquettishly:
"I don't care. He's been away for so long, and my father didn't listen or say anything. I finally came back, but he's not here. He avoided me on purpose, right?"
"Grandpa Bones, you have to make the decision for me."
While acting coquettishly, Ning Rongrong's hair pulling force gradually increased. In short, what stood out was a threat.
Bone Douluo's old face suddenly twitched, and he nodded in confusion:
"Okay, my Rongrong baby, please stop messing with the few remaining hairs on Grandpa Bones' head, otherwise I will really be completely bald. Isn't it okay for Grandpa Bones to make the decision for you?"
"When your father and that bitch of yours, Grandpa Jian, come back, I'll put in a good word for you and let them give you something good, okay?"
Ning Rongrong suddenly beamed:
"Hehehe, that's pretty much it. I know Grandpa Bones is the best."
After saying that, she kissed Bone Douluo's ugly face like a chicken pecking at rice, then let go of her hair and jumped off his lap.
"I heard that my little baby Rongrong is back? Where is it? Rongrong, come out quickly and let Grandpa Jian take a good look."
At this time, a clear voice with a direct and sharp aura floated in from far outside the hall door.
Before he finished speaking, two figures carried by a sharp long sword rushed into the Qibao Hall with a hiss.
The sharp sword suddenly stopped in front of Ning Rongrong and Bone Douluo. The two figures on the sword jumped down and landed one after another. They were Ning Fengzhi, the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, and Sword Douluo Chenxin.
Seeing Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo suddenly appearing in front of him, Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then cried "Wow" and ran directly towards Sword Douluo and threw herself into his arms:
"Grandpa Jian, I miss you so much, woo woo"
It had been more than a year since she ran away from home, and now she reunited with her relatives after a long absence. In a moment of excitement, Ning Rongrong's grievances she had endured for a long time finally vented out like a flood.
Sword Douluo, who casually took back the spirit of the Seven Killing Sword, quickly hugged Ning Rongrong's petite body, patted her back with regret, and said comfortingly:
"Oh, my little Rongrong, Grandpa Jian, I miss you so much. I miss you so much."
"Hey, why are you crying? You should be happy to be back. Don't cry, don't cry."
After comforting her for a long time, Ning Rongrong finally stopped crying.
At this time, Ning Fengzhi, who had been waiting beside him for a long time, quickly reminded him:
"Ahem—Rongrong, there is still father. Father misses you so much. Come on, come to father and let him take a good look at our little princess."
Hearing this voice, Ning Rongrong raised his head from Sword Douluo's arms, with two tears remaining in the corners of his eyes, and looked towards his father Ning Fengzhi.
Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks.
"Hahaha, father, you look so ugly, hahahaha——"
After seeing Ning Fengzhi's current appearance, Ning Rongrong, who was still feeling a bit resentful and aggrieved, suddenly burst out laughing, covered her belly with one hand, pointed at Ning Fengzhi with the other, and burst out laughing. (End of chapter)
