Douluo: My Martial Spirit is Ten Fierce Heavenly Horned Ants

In this world, no one cares more about his daughter Ning Rongrong than Ning Fengzhi, even her future husband. After all, family affection in the world is usually a little heavier than love.

At the same time, in Ning Fengzhi's view, his daughter Ning Rongrong is the most outstanding person in the world, and the only one who is worthy of her now is Dong Qing, who is as talented as a monster.

at this time.

After listening to Ning Fengzhi's words, Dong Qing shook his head and said, "Sect Master Ning, stop joking. I believe you also know about my relationship with Senior Sister Hu Liena. She will never allow this kind of thing to happen."

Come on, this woman Ning Rongrong is in trouble, he doesn't want to serve this little princess.

To be honest, when Dong Qing thought of Ning Rongrong, a little witch, he wanted to frown a little. There were already many women in his backyard, and if another tsundere little witch came, the backyard would 100% explode immediately.

"His Royal Highness Dongqing, don't rush to refuse. Rongrong is an excellent support system soul master, and it's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. I was also very flirtatious when I was young. If I hadn't met Rongrong's mother, Now I guess..." Ning Fengzhi said eloquently.

In the eyes of most people in the Douluo Continent, whether it is a 10-year-old soul beast or a 10-year-old soul beast transformed into a human, even the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin is already a level 95 titled Douluo.

She is still not human.

In their eyes, soul beasts are not humans, and beasts are beasts. This is an absolute discrimination.

That's why Ning Fengzhi was by Dongqing's side, and on the premise that he already had a 95th level support system Titled Douluo, he tried so hard to recommend his daughter Ning Rongrong's support system Wuhun advantage.

That's because, in his opinion, the Blue Silver Emperor Ayin is nothing more than a humanoid 10-year-old soul beast, while his daughter Ning Rongrong has a top-level auxiliary martial soul like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Time passed by every minute and every second, dusk gradually fell, and night approached.

In the end...under Ning Fengzhi's constant persuasion, Dongqing still reluctantly agreed to contact Ning Rongrong. At the same time, he also agreed that the news newspaper gave the green light to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, allowing them to climb some news that is usually not allowed to be published.

After all, Ning Fengzhi might become his father-in-law, and Dong Qing couldn't make things difficult for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

In fact, for Dong Qing, he was really not interested in Ning Rongrong, but he couldn't bear the fact that someone kept talking about matchmaking. In order to help Qian Renxue win the Heaven Dou Empire as soon as possible, he only wronged himself.

Qian Renxue's control of the Heaven Dou Empire is not only beneficial to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School where Ning Fengzhi belongs, but also indirectly controls an empire for the Spirit Hall.

If this day really comes, Dong Qing thinks about it, Qian Renxue is "Emperor Qinghe." Does he count as her "Queen?" I always feel a little weird.

Just when these random thoughts appeared in Dong Qing's mind, Ning Fengzhi's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting his nonsensical thoughts and making him return to the real world.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said: "Your Highness Dongqing, do you have time tomorrow afternoon? I want to arrange for His Highness Qinghe to meet with you, and we will sit down and discuss the future of the Dengtiandou Empire."

From Ning Fengzhi's point of view, with Dongqing's talent and talent, taking down his arrogant daughter Ning Rongrong is no problem.

"This...Of course there is, just send someone to notify me at that time." Dong Qing nodded and said.

"At that time, I will ask Rongrong to inform His Royal Highness Dongqing. After all, the Tiandou Royal First Team she is in is directly selected for the finals. There is no need to participate in the qualifiers and promotion matches. It is free at this time. You can also Contact them in advance." Ning Fengzhi suggested.

He also knew a few members of Tiandou Royal Academy's first team, but except for Yu Tianheng who was not bad, the others were not good enough for Ning Rongrong.

Now in Ning Fengzhi's mind, the choice of the best son-in-law is naturally Dongqing who possesses the mutant martial spirit of the assault system, Tianhorn Ant. Not only is he talented, but he is also a young talent born in the Heaven Dou Empire.

Statement again.

As long as the Wuhun Palace maintains its original appearance, there is no intention to unify the mainland and establish a Wuhun Empire.

As a religious organization of soul masters, Wuhundian has no fundamental conflict with any sect.

You know, Sword Douluo Chenxin is still the honorary elder of the Wuhun Hall, but he is also one of the core pillars of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, deeply trusted by Ning Fengzhi.

It can be seen from here that as long as the essence of the Spirit Hall remains unchanged, it will have an absolutely supreme status, and it will be the holy place in the hearts of all soul masters in the Douluo Continent.

"No, my side... ok! I will try to contact her, and I will be there on time tomorrow afternoon."

Originally, Dong Qing wanted to say that he still had a lot of things to do on his side, but he thought of the promise he had just made, so he had no choice but to change his mind and agree to Ning Fengzhi's request.

After finishing speaking, he was ready to leave, ready to go back and think about today's affairs, especially Qian Renxue will inherit the affairs of Tiandou Empire after a while.

And just when Dong Qing was about to leave the yard, Ning Rongrong broke in from outside the yard bouncing around. The person hadn't arrived yet, but her voice had already come in.

"Father, Rongrong came to see you, are you happy?" Ning Rongrong hugged her father Ning Fengzhi's arm directly like a little girl who hasn't grown up.

At this moment, she didn't know that she was about to be sold, and it seemed that she couldn't say she was sold. After all, it was not certain whether Dong Qing would want this little witch...

"Rong Rong can come to see Dad, Dad is naturally very happy." Ning Fengzhi smiled.

at this time.

Ning Rongrong also spotted Dong Qing beside him, blinked her big beautiful eyes, and asked in confusion, "Eh? Dong Qing, why are you here? Why are you here with my father?"

Being by her father's side, Ning Rongrong's heart was a little swelled, and now she didn't even bother to call His Highness the Son of God, and just said Dong Qing.

"Rongrong, this is Your Highness Dong Qing, how can you call him by his first name? How do I teach you manners?" Ning Fengzhi suddenly lost his mind and educated this impolite daughter.

This brain collapsed, actually he didn't have much strength, he just touched it lightly, after all Ning Fengzhi was not willing to hit his daughter Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong rubbed her smooth forehead, pursed her lips slightly, and said in a unwilling tone: "Your Highness Dongqing, it was Rongrong's mistake just now, can you forgive me?"

Hearing Ning Rongrong's apology, Dong Qing quickly waved his hands and said: "Don't be so polite, Rong Rong is a beautiful girl like a fairy, it's okay for you to call me by my name, you should call me Dong Qing in the future."

He didn't care much about titles, and he didn't mind others calling him by his real name.

"Dad, look! He already said that. He doesn't mind if I call him by my real name. Just now you said that I'm not polite. It's obviously your fault, Dad!" Ning Rongrong stomped her feet and acted like a baby to Ning Fengzhi. road.

In front of Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong will always be a little girl who hasn't grown up, and he is her biggest support in her heart.

"Okay, okay, Dad was wrong just now! You shouldn't say that about Rongrong." How could Ning Fengzhi resist Ning Rongrong's acting like a baby, he could only quickly say that it was his own fault.