Douluo: My wife is Qian Renxue

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin, who had been watching from the sidelines, witnessed the whole "confrontation" between Qin Feng and Ning Fengzhi.

It can be said that he knows Ning Fengzhi very well, so he can naturally see the other party's little thoughts.

When he saw Ning Fengzhi's deflated and depressed look, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

At the same time, there was a bright light in Qin Feng's eyes, an interesting young man.

Ning Fengzhi and he had fundamentally different attitudes toward Qin Feng.

As Rong Rong's biological father, the former's first reaction when he saw his daughter had a crush on him was of course bitterness and hatred.

When you slowly accept it in the future, you may feel better, but at the beginning, you definitely don’t like it.

But he is different,

From Chen Xin's point of view, it would be a blessing if Rong Rong could find an excellent partner.

Qin Feng has an extraordinary appearance and is almost the same age as the little girl. His bone age does not seem to be more than thirteen, so he meets the basic conditions.

And there was something Ning Fengzhi didn't know, but he knew very well that Gu Rong admired the young man in front of him very much.

As an opponent who has been fighting for many years, Chen Xin believes that no one understands Gu Rong better than him.

The other party's character is so arrogant that he is superior to himself, and there are very few people who can get praise from him.

"Okay, Feng Zhi, please stop saying a few words. This is not like your usual character."

"Uncle Sword..."

Chen Xin patted Ning Fengzhi's shoulder lightly and shook his head slightly. If he continued to talk more, he would reveal his flaws.

As an outsider, he saw it clearly just now.

The palm princess of their Qibao Glazed Sect looked a little ugly when she heard that Qin Feng would not join for the time being.

If the little girl finds out that her father is making things difficult for her, the other party will suffer.

"Qin Feng, right? I heard the old man talking about you. He said that your martial spirit seems to be a sword martial spirit as well?"

"Yes, senior, my martial spirit is indeed a sword."

Qin Feng replied respectfully, looking at Chen Xin with a hint of heat in his eyes.

The opponent is known as the First Sword, the ultimate goal of all sword spirits.

"Do you mind opening my eyes?" Chen Xin said calmly, with a confident smile on his face, not worried about being rejected by Qin Feng.

And this is indeed the case. Qin Feng replied directly without even thinking about it: "This is the honor of this junior."

After saying this, the soul power in his body immediately began to circulate, and the sheathless sword appeared in his palm.

Sword Douluo stared at the unsheathed sword with steady eyes, and a strange look gradually appeared on his face.

After thinking for a long time, he slowly spoke.

"Your martial spirit seems to contain a special power. Although it is a bit inconspicuous, I can feel that it contains very powerful power."

Qin Feng couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart. Titled Douluo's eyesight was indeed extraordinary.

The special energy in his martial soul is the element of wind. This is a sword that can control the power of wind.

"Senior is really powerful. To be honest, my martial spirit can mobilize the power of wind."

As he spoke, a green whirlpool suddenly appeared on the tip of Qin Feng's sword.

He can now barely use the wind element to fend off enemies. Although he can't reach the level of landslides and earth-shattering, he can still explode with considerable power.

The reason why Qin Feng exposed his trump card was to attract Sword Douluo's interest so that the other party could give him some pointers on his swordsmanship.

Only when his sword skills become stronger can he use stronger moves with the wind element.

Now...his goal was achieved, because Sword Douluo spoke.

"What an interesting ability. I have never seen such a strange sword spirit."

"Little guy, are you interested in taking on an old man like me?"

Qin Feng immediately bowed excitedly and said, "Thank you, senior, for your advice."

When Ning Fengzhi saw this scene, his eyes lit up, he secretly glanced at Chen Xin, and quietly nudged Qin Feng with his mouth, the purpose was obvious.

However, before Chen Xin could respond, Ning Rongrong's voice rang out first.

"Grandpa Jian, you are not allowed to bully Qin Feng, otherwise... otherwise I will ignore you."

Ning Fengzhi's mood suddenly turned bad, and now he started to act blatantly.

"Girl, are you too outgoing?" Chen Xin teased with a smile.

Ning Rongrong also realized that the protection in her words was a bit too much, and she covered her face and lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the crowd.

Qin Feng didn't know what to say at this time. He had the illusion that everyone was awake and he was drunk alone.

But then he thought that he would be able to fight Sword Douluo soon. This feeling disappeared in an instant, and he gently rubbed Ning Rongrong's little head and said.

"This is your Grandpa Jian guiding me, not bullying."

"Oh, be careful then."

Ning Rongrong said in a low voice, still covering her face with both hands and not daring to put them down.

"Okay, I'm still sure of my safety."

After finishing speaking, Qin Feng raised his sword and walked toward the open space not far away. His mind gradually sank into the upcoming battle, and his body began to erupt with an increasingly fierce momentum.

"come on……"

Looking at Qin Feng's back, Ning Rongrong murmured softly, with a hint of worry quietly appearing in his eyes,

Even though Qin Feng had explained it, she still couldn't help but worry about him.

"Don't worry, girl, I will keep an eye on him."

A black figure descended from the sky, landed next to Ning Rongrong, and spoke softly.

Seeing the person coming, Ning Rongrong's face suddenly showed a happy smile and she shouted excitedly.

"Grandpa Bone!"

When Ning Fengzhi saw it, he greeted him respectfully: "Uncle Bones."

Gu Rong waved her hand to Ning Fengzhi perfunctorily, then looked at Ning Rongrong beside her fondly and said.

"Did you miss me, girl?"

"Think!" Ning Rongrong replied simply and neatly, which made Gu Rong look stunned for a moment. Her reply speed seemed to be much faster than before.

Before he could get happy, he heard Ning Rongrong speak again.

"Grandpa Bone, can you not let Grandpa Jian and Qin Feng fight? There is such a big gap between them."

Hearing this, Gu Rong couldn't help but understand the reason for Ning Rongrong's change, and her face couldn't help but tremble.

He explained patiently: "Girl, this game will be of great help to Qin Feng's growth. It's best not to stop it."

Ning Rongrong frowned. Either she didn't understand, or she simply didn't want Qin Feng to be hurt.

"Okay, Grandpa Gu, you must keep an eye on Qin Feng and don't let him get hurt."

"Okay, I promise you."

Gu Rong felt more and more that it was a wrong decision to bring Qin Feng back last time.

However, since he agreed to Ning Rongrong's request, Gu Rong certainly would not break his promise. He looked at the field with a more serious look.

To be honest, he was a little curious about Qin Feng's strength. He didn't have a suitable opportunity on the way back last time, so he could finally see it this time.

I hope he won't take it wrong. After all, when he first came back, he often praised him in front of the coward.