Douluo Dalu

Vol 5 Chapter 268: Qibao Liuzong (below)

The twenty-sixth chapter of the seven treasures of the glass sect (below)

A refined middle-aged man walked into the hall accompanied by a white old man. If Tang Sanhe and Xiaowu are here, they will be able to recognize that this person is the one they met at the auction site before, and the bidder who even the Snow Star Prince dare not provoke.

This person is also the father of Ning Rongrong, the lord of the Seven Treasures, and the Ning Fengzhi, who is known as the first assistant soul master in the mainland.

Ning Fengzhi saw his daughter at a glance and hurriedly walked up. "Hey, why are you facing your father? It’s been almost a year, Dad can think about what you think!"

Ning Rongrong slammed back. "Think of me? Only blame. You want me not to be at home."

Ning Fengzhi looked at her daughter's enthusiasm, and couldn't help but feel pity in her heart. She sat down on the sofa first and tried to get past her daughter. Who knows, but was turned away by Ning Rongrong.

Ning Feng could not help but be surprised. Although he was an assistant soul teacher, the huge soul force of more than 70 levels has a strong transformation on his body, which is much stronger than ordinary people.

Ning Rongrong inherited his martial arts, but also an auxiliary system. At this time, although he just took a look at it, the speed was not slow, and he would be easily escaped by his daughter.

Ning Rongrong did not know that his father was surprised. He ran straight to the old man in white and threw himself into his arms. "Sword Grandpa, Grandpa Sword, people want to die. Hehe..." Still a little girl, excited, suddenly cried out.

The old man in white hurriedly glared at her little delicate body. "Hey, my little baby, you can come back. Grandpa wants you too! I can’t think of it."

Ning Rongrong looked up. "Really?"

The old man in white is saying: "Of course it is true, don't believe you ask your bone grandfather."

Ning Rongrong licked his clear eyes. "But, just now, the bone grandfather told me that he is a little more than you think I want."

"He fart." The old man in white did not give the old man a face. "I obviously want you more."

"You are fart." The old man stood up from the sofa fiercely. His horrible height was close to two meters five, plus the hoarse voice, it looked even more terrifying.

"Not convinced? Go, find a place to single-handedly." The old man in white stood up and stared at each other without fear.

"Okay, okay. Sword Shu, Uncle Bone, you have been playing for a lifetime, Rong Rong just came back, today is all right." Ning Fengzhi looked helplessly at the two old people in front of him.

"Oh." The old man in white and the old man who sweared at the same time almost snorted. No one looked at the other side, and his eyes fell on Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong’s eyes slid a little and said: “I have a way to prove that the two grandfathers miss me more.”

Ning Feng caused a shot of his forehead, the heart, the little witch is a little witch after all, when I came back to the house, I was so busy, I couldn’t help but say: "Rong Rong, don't talk."

Ning Rongrong rushed his father to spit out his tongue. She is obviously not afraid of this father at all. Otherwise, she will not have the title of little witch. "You don't want me, don't let two grandfathers think of me! Far away, you are not at home. Two grandfathers, this way, you all send Rong Rong a gift, whose gift Rongrong prefers, who wants Rongrong to think a little more."

"Oh..." The two old men looked at each other and thought at the same time, how is this trick.

Ning Feng refused to laugh and said: "Well, Rong Rong, come over and let Dad see. Who said that Dad doesn't want you. Dad has prepared a gift for you. If you don't obey, the gift will be gone."

"Gift? What?" Upon hearing the word of the gift, Ning Rongrong was obviously swayed with interest and ran to the father in three steps and two steps.

Ning Feng caused his hands to move to his daughter, but who knows, Ning Rongrong’s body is another turn, he still easily opened his hand, and also picked up a small mouth: "First take a gift, otherwise Don't give it."

This time, the surprise is not just Ning Fengzhi, the two old people can not help but look at each other with surprise.

Due to the particularity of the Qibao Glass Tower, even the title of Douro can not see how much her soul power.

Ning Feng made a move in his heart and asked: "Rong Rong, you first tell Dad how many levels of your soul, if there is progress, Dad can give you a gift."

When I heard my father ask about his soul, Ning Rongrong immediately became proud. "Dad, my qualifications are much better than you. I didn't have a lazy couple this year. The soul is not growing much, so I am so long. Ten levels."

"So few, Rong Rong, you have to work hard. Wait, how much do you say?" Ning Fengzhi is too familiar with his daughter, from small to large, Ning Rongrong most hated is cultivation, although the talent is wonderful, Can always be forced to practice for a while. There are also various exchanges of benefits.

When he realized that Ning Rongrong was talking about the tenth level, his face was already an unbelief.

Ning Rongrong stunned his eyes and looked at his father innocently. "I said tenth grade! It is really missing, but I will work hard."

The voice of Ning Feng has changed slightly. "Ten? You are twenty-seven when you go. That said, now it is already thirty-seven? You won't lie to Dad."

Ning Rongrong said: "Bad father, don't believe in others. Although Rong Rong used to be naughty, he never lie. Do not believe, let the two grandfathers look at it." As she said, she went straight to the white man and put it My little hand stretched out.

The old man in white holds Ning Rongrong's hand. After a while, his face is already amazed. "Wind, yes, the soul of this girl is at 37. It's incredible. I have never been. I’ve heard of anyone who can improve the soul level by ten in a year. Even the kid who was hailed as the youngest fighter in the fight is not good. Is our family Rongrong really a genius? Or is it Shrek? The college is so powerful."

Ning Rongrong curiously said: "Grandpa, how do you know that I went to Shrek College?"

The old man in white smiled and said: "How could you not know? You are our sweetheart. Your whereabouts have always been in your father's grasp."

At this time, Ning Feng’s face has become dignified, and the cultivation process of the soul teacher is clear to him and the two family guests in front of him.

If a soul teacher wants to improve his or her cultivation, he must move forward steadily. Once he is too impatient, he will be in danger.

In the soul division, there is also a method of cultivation of evil spirits, in exchange for faster improvement of strength at the expense of its own vitality. He never wants his daughter to be taught this practice at Shrek College.

If so...

Thinking of this, Ning Feng’s eyes have already revealed a chilling atmosphere.

The white man and the old man obviously thought of this possibility, and their faces sank at the same time.

Ning Rongrong looked at the two grandfathers in front of him, and then looked at his father. Somehow he said: "What happened to you? Why didn't you talk?"

Ning Fengzhi stood up and walked over to his daughter. "Rong Rong, you immediately said everything about the cultivation of Shrek College this year. There can be no omissions. I want to know why you can improve so fast."

If the daughter really cultivated the evil method, it is only a year. As the assistant to the soul teacher, there may be ways to recover.

Ning Rongrong looked at his father inexplicably. "Dad, are you okay? People are not good at cultivation. You say that I am lazy. People have raised so many souls now. How do you get nervous?"

Ning Feng made a positive color: "I am afraid that you have gone astray. Dad didn't make fun of you. Hurry and tell me about your cultivation process."

Ning Rongrong was not afraid of his father, but Ning Feng was really serious. She was still scared. "I sneaked to Shrek College and joined the college. I discovered that I was the weakest one... ”

At the moment, Ning Rongrong began to talk about his own practice at Shrek College, and he described the process of his cultivation at Shrek College. He also briefly described a few of them.

When Ning Rongrong said that Shrek’s seven strangers were rejecting him at the beginning, the old man on the side couldn’t help but say: “Rong Rong, you’re not mistaken. There are children like you who are older than you. Strong?"

Ning Rong said with a smile, "I know you don't believe. We have a famous saying. Dean Flander has a famous saying. Shrek only accepts monsters, not ordinary people. He calls us little monsters."

The old man in white said: "If it's like you said, then these little guys are really little monsters. Shrek College, really worthy of the name. But that's it, I don't believe that he can teach you in a year. The inner soul is increased by ten."

Ning Rongrong said: "You listen to me, ......" She also brought the next master to Shrek College and began to tell them about the process of training. Listening to her description, Ning Fengzhi and the two old men gradually revealed a stunned look, and could not help but secretly admire.

Ning Rongrong has always said that he has entered the New Shrek College to practice. "... Two months ago, after I broke through the 30th level, I got my third soul ring with the help of the teachers."

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