[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

"Let's talk somewhere else." Ning Fengzhi suggested. There were so many people here and it was really inconvenient.

Li Yusong happened to come back. He scratched his head in confusion when he saw the staff carrying two unconscious people. Then Ning Rongrong walked up to him and said, "Teacher Li, my father is here."

Li Yusong knew Ning Rongrong's identity and background, and was stunned when he heard this.Seeing the two people standing behind Ning Rongrong, he hurriedly took two steps forward, shook hands, and after chatting for a while, agreed to the other party's request to go to the box.Someone pays and refuses.

The box is clean.

Everyone sat down and there were free food and drinks, and Li Yusong started eating.He is old, but he is not stupid. As the leader of Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi has a sensitive status. He should stay in the sect or accompany the emperor from time to time. How could he come to Soto City?

"Is that a student from the academy?" Ning Fengzhi stared at one of the soul fighting stages.

One of the people in the audience was wearing a green mask similar to Ning Rongrong's face, the White Tiger Martial Spirit.

Yellow, yellow, and purple, the three soul rings that form the best configuration are very eye-catching.

Li Yusong followed his line of sight and said, "Yes."

Ning Fengzhi: "You are already a Soul Master at a young age. Shrek Academy is really amazing."

"The main thing is that the students themselves are outstanding enough." Li Yusong was modest, with the corners of his mouth raised, and he was a little proud. After all, he was a teacher in the college, so he was honored.

Ning Fengzhi turned sideways and asked, "Which child is the Tang San mentioned in Rongrong's letter before?"

"Tang San?"

Li Yusong secretly wondered why Ning Fengzhi was interested in Tang San. He thought that the leader of a sect would not take action against a child, so he pointed it out to him.

"That martial spirit is the child of Lan Yincao."

The moment Ning Fengzhi caught up with Tang San and took control of the entire battle, quickly ending the battle, as the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Not bad."

Hearing Ning Fengzhi praise Tang San, Oscar became restless. He had already felt a sense of crisis when he heard Ning Fengzhi's "son-in-law" invitation to White Owl, and now he was very interested in Tang San, which made him feel nervous and wanted to vomit.

"Where's Little Friend Bai?"

Li Yusong: "What?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled, and Sword Douluo sitting next to him turned his attention to White Owl after hearing this, "Rong Rong said in the letter that White Owl is a very strange person."

"father!"

Ning Rongrong blushed.

Just talk about it in private, how can you expose it in public and cause so much embarrassment to others?

Ning Fengzhi didn't get angry when he was interrupted. He stretched out his hand to comfort Ning Rongrong, "I'm just curious."

White Owl: "What are you curious about me?"

Ning Fengzhi: "No matter what I ask, will you answer me?"

"Well, it depends on my mood." White Owl stuffed a piece of snack into his mouth and said one after another.

Li Yusong wanted to slap the white owl on the back of the head. What was that kid thinking? !The person asking him now is the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, one of the top three sects. With such a lazy and casual attitude, I don’t know whether to call him courageous or heartless...

Sword Douluo, who was sitting next to Ning Fengzhi, wanted to stand up, but was stopped by the former, "Uncle Jian."

"Sect Master, that boy..."

"fine."

The white owl crossed its legs, and the tiger cub in its arms changed its position, huddled tightly in the white owl's chest, looking timid and unwilling to show up, "Whatever you want to ask, I'll just answer it. It doesn’t have to be a harmonious one.”

He could tell at a glance that one of the other parties was a good person and the other was a bad person, which was extremely boring.

Ning Fengzhi paused: "In that case, I won't go around any more. Just now..."

The door was pushed open.

After the game, Tang San, who had nowhere to go, was led to this room by the staff. He opened the door and found a few more people. He was a little stunned, but he quickly adjusted, "Teacher Li, who are these two?"

Only then did Li Yusong remember that he seemed to have never told Zhao Wuji about moving to the box.

"He is Rongrong's father."

Tang San greeted politely.

Then Xiao Wu came back, and when Xiao Wu passed by, the little tiger got into her arms, and there seemed to be something reflecting light in her neck.

"You all have become restrained while I'm here," Ning Fengzhi said humorously, "I'll leave the meeting first."

"Little friend Bai, I haven't finished what I just said. Let's go out and talk."

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Talk alone.

The night was just right, and all the noise was hidden behind the thick soundproof door, with a "click" sound.

The room was quiet, but Yuan Yi did not relax because he knew there was a "tough battle" to be fought next.After waking up in the hotel, he found that the sights that were vaguely following him disappeared inexplicably. This was not a good sign.

His suspicion was later confirmed.

The master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect actually came to this city. As the leader of the auxiliary department, Ning Fengzhi would naturally have at least one titled Douluo following him. Those who were hiding in the dark received the news in advance and naturally fled far away. The other party cannot detect his whereabouts.

"What do you want to talk about?"

he asks.

Ning Fengzhi sat down opposite the white owl and looked at each other. He saw the calmness in the young man's eyes. The dark eyes were like cold stars. Ning Fengzhi was in a daze for a few seconds, thinking that he saw the young Emperor Xue Ye.

Not simple, really not simple.

As expected, the waves behind him pushed the waves ahead, whether it was talent or scheming, he was impeccable in every aspect.

"I'm not only here for Rongrong, but also for more important things." Ning Fengzhi stared into his eyes, "Do you remember the explosion in Soto City a few months ago?"

White Owl: "Remember, what happened?"

Ning Fengzhi lowered his eyes and focused on the soul beast, "What was the cause of that explosion?"

"I heard it was an oversight at the auction house."

"Do you believe it?"

The young man sneered, "What does it have to do with whether I believe it or not? The question you asked is really funny."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head gently and said warmly: "You said before that you would answer my questions based on your mood. Are you just fooling me now?"

"How dare you?"

Bai Owl glanced at Sword Douluo who was standing not far away, and curled his lips and said, "You are joking, I am the majestic Seven Treasures Glazed Sect Master. How dare a little guy like me fool you?"

Ning Fengzhi did not talk to him, but told him part of what he knew to test the white owl's reaction: "The explosion in Soto City was like a starting point. Since then, powerful bombs have appeared all over the continent. Explosions have become more and more frequent recently, and every soul master is in danger."

That incident even attracted the attention of Emperor Xue Ye, and was also an opportunity for Ning Fengzhi to come here.

Ning Fengzhi was keenly aware of something amiss, and it was related to Shrek.

Then, focus on this person...

The young man looked at himself.

There was no fear in his eyes.

He suddenly smiled: "You are very smart."

Ning Fengzhi was startled, not expecting the other party to admit it so quickly, and said helplessly: "You..."

"I can tell you everything you want to know." Bai Owl used his soul power, flashed his soul guide, and a dark thing suddenly appeared in his hand, and he took two steps forward.

Upon seeing this, Sword Douluo immediately stood in front of Ning Fengzhi, and the shadow of his sword floated behind Sword Douluo.He had seen that thing before, and it was the source of the recent chaos. It was powerful and fast, and weaker soul masters would be injured if they were not careful. The safety of the sect master must be guaranteed.

The white owl smiled, "Don't be so nervous."

Point the gun at yourself.

Pull the trigger neatly.

Ning Fengzhi's pupils tightened, and just when he wanted Sword Douluo to stop the white owl, he heard a slight sound.

click-

The young man chuckled.

"It's empty."

"I can't hurt you." The soul guide flashed again, and the round metal object fell into the palm of his hand, "Because there is no such thing as a bullet."

Ning Fengzhi frowned: "How could you?"

White Owl glanced at him in surprise and clicked his tongue: "Of course it's mine."

Then White Owl skillfully loaded the bullets, loaded the gun, pulled the safety catch, closed his left eye, and aimed at Sword Douluo.

The other party's whole body tensed up subconsciously.

White Owl moved his gun, with a hint of disgust in his tone: "That person is a person who escaped from the cage. He is looking for something, something that originally belonged to my sister."

Ning Fengzhi felt that he was about to catch the truth and asked: "What is it?"

The white owl returned to its usual appearance and said in a calm tone: "A book made of a pile of waste paper."

"What does the book do?"

White Owl put down the gun and twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's of no use to you."

"It's not even useful to my sister and me. It's just a pile of waste paper." He shook the thing in his hand and said, "I only have one handful of this thing, and I stole it. Because the place where we were raised is not Allow it to exist on this continent.”

Where to raise them?

The identity of the White Owl was in doubt. Ning Fengzhi searched through various sects in his mind, but could not find a sect that was good at making such weapons. The only Haotian Sect that was good at forging had long since disappeared and was no longer active on the mainland. Besides, the White Owl His martial spirit has no connection with Haotian Sect.

Are there other people outside the mainland?

Ning Fengzhi asked: "Since it's useless, why did he grab that book?"

"The material of that book is special. For him, it is a status symbol to inherit that position." The young man sneered, "Old-fashioned."

"He made a noise as a warning - if we can't find those pieces of waste paper, this continent will not be peaceful. The piece of paper in Shrek's hand was given to me by him. He is very cunning and uses those things to create chaos. Gained the right to speak, yet cowered behind me and pushed the trouble onto me.”

"Who told you to be so slow? Who told you to discover so slowly..."

He kept mumbling and even biting his nails unconsciously, looking a little irritated.

The white owl suddenly raised his head, his eyes red and bloodshot, "Uncle Ning, I finally escaped from the prison, and I don't want to go back."

"You'll help me, right?"

"Find those pieces of paper and return them to that person?"

If you listen carefully, you can hear the boy's voice trembling. The emotion of disgust and resistance has made his voice a little shrill, losing the freshness and clearness of a young man.

"He wants to ruin my new life! He did it on purpose! He doesn't look down on the freedom that my sister and I pursue at all..." White Owl's eyes lost focus, and he spoke intermittently, and anyone could see his The mental state is not good and a little irritating.

"Secret... secret..."

"You can't let it disturb my life. It's fine now. I have to keep this secret..."

He raised his eyes and smiled: "I can't kill you, don't be afraid." He lowered his eyes, looked at the gun in his hand, and said softly, "I was just thinking about it..."

Sword Douluo's nervous performance made him more prepared, and he even summoned a martial spirit.

The white owl fell to the ground, laughing miserably.

"Will you...will you help me hide this secret?" He raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at his chin.

It will hurt if the bloody past is exposed to the sun. Human nature is to avoid it.

madman.

No matter how stupid Ning Fengzhi is, he can still see that White Owl's original mental state was already in terrible shape, and the "trigger" for today's outburst was this conversation.

Ning Fengzhi felt that his temples were beating rapidly. He considered many things in a flash and finally made a promise: "I will help you keep the secret, White Owl, put that thing down."

"lay down……"

The white owl reacted for a while.

Slowly said: "Okay."

He stood up, and under the gaze of the two people behind him, he opened the door pretending to be a normal person and walked out with a somewhat stiff pace.

"Uncle Jian, wait a minute..." Ning Fengzhi rubbed his brows. Before he finished speaking, there was movement outside.

"White owl? White owl?!"

"Teacher Zhao, the white owl fainted!"

……