Douluo's Dragon Spear

"I go......"

After coming out of the toilet with his waist in hand, Gu Lin returned to the dining table with an autistic expression and sat down. Then he took out a bowel-cleansing spiritual fruit from the storage ring, chewed it in a few times and swallowed it. middle.

After the pain in his stomach dissipated, Gu Lin's face turned slightly pale.

Seeing the guilty expressions on Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, Gu Lin softened his heart and quickly coaxed: "Actually, except for some wrong seasonings, everything else was done well."

"Really? Then let's practice some more and cook it for you later, okay?"

After hearing what Gu Lin said, Ning Rongrong immediately shouted.

"Forget it. I have my own unique taste preferences, and it's basically difficult for anyone to make them. So it's better for me to cook by myself in the future."

After dinner, after Gu Lin cleaned up the kitchen and walked to the living room, he suddenly found that Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong and Jian Douluo had arrived at some unknown time.

"Xiao Lin, come out with us. I have something to talk to you about."

Gu Rong spoke directly to his grandson.

"I understand. Rongrong, Zhuqing, and Aunt Xue, I will go out first, and you can just rest at home."

After talking to Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and Xue Xi, Gu Lin followed Gu Rong out of Ning Rongrong's house.

When the four of them arrived at the foot of a quiet mountain and found no one around, Gu Rong looked at Gu Lin and said.

"Xiao Lin, can you tell us about what happened during your time in Wuhun Hall?"

"Martial Soul Hall?"

Gu Lin was stunned immediately.

Ning Fengzhi nodded lightly: "Ju Douluo Yueguan said before that there was an undercover evil soul master in Wuhun Palace. He went back this time to exchange information with Ghost Douluo Ghost. And correspondingly, Wuhun The Soul Palace also sent a Titled Douluo over. And this Titled Douluo... you seem to know him..."

As Ning Fengzhi finished these words, Gu Lin saw a beautiful figure walking not far away.

Seeing this beautiful figure, Gu Lin was stunned for a moment, then laughed and rushed towards her.

"Sister Yanfeng, why are you here?!"

"These two people really know each other."

Sword Douluo looked like he had seen through everything, and he was extremely arrogant.

Gu Rong kicked him angrily: "Old Jian, why do you hear such sour words from you? Could it be that you have a crush on someone else?"

"Gu Rong, was your brain damaged when you fought Demon Douluo?"

Sword Douluo scolded him back without any politeness.

"Fengzhi, who is this woman? Her soul power level is not very strong, but her aura seems to be a bit special..."

Ning Fengzhi heard Gu Rong's words and said, "According to the exchange between Ju Douluo and me, this person's name is Demon Flame Douluo, and he is a level 93 titled Douluo. Although her cultivation is not comparable to Shangju Douluo, but her martial spirit has experienced a second evolution. And the opportunity for this evolution seems to be related to Xiaolin."

Hearing what Ning Fengzhi said, Gu Rong suddenly realized.

"No wonder, how could such a woman have such a relationship with Xiaolin... Damn, these two are actually hugging each other."

At this time, Gu Lin threw himself directly into Yanfeng Douluo's arms, feeling the magnificent waves of Sister Yanfeng. Gu Lin felt extremely enjoying it.

"Xiao Lin, His Majesty the Pope sent me here to protect you. From now on, I will only be your bodyguard. And I have no direct connection with Wuhun Palace."

Yanfeng Douluo's face became rarely gentle. She patted Gu Lin's shoulder and said.

"So, you will follow me from now on? Doesn't that mean that I will have a titled Douluo protecting me from now on?"

This happiness came too suddenly, right?

Gu Lin was worrying about the lack of combat power at the Title Douluo level, when Yanfeng Douluo arrived.

A timely help?This is a house delivery directly in the snow, right?

"Since you two know each other, that would be great." Ning Fengzhi said.

"Xiao Lin, although our Qibao Glazed Sect will still exist as an independent sect in the Tiandou Empire on the surface, secretly we will work with Wuhun Palace to explore the news about Wuhun Palace's undercover agents and the power of evil soul masters. This is the first collaboration between us, of course. You are absolutely central to facilitating this collaboration."

"Not only that, His Majesty the Pope also brought me verbal condolences. He asked you to visit her and her disciples more in the future, otherwise she will send her disciples to our sect."

"What?"

Gu Lin's eyes suddenly opened wide.

Sister Dong'er...are you so good at playing?

"More than that. If you haven't been to Wuhun City for more than a year..." At this point, Ning Fengzhi couldn't hold it in any longer. "The Pope said that he would wear private clothes and bring her disciples here. you."

"Forget it, then I'll just go to the Spirit Hall on my own."

Gu Lin really couldn't imagine the scene where Bibi Dong came to Qibao Glazed Sect in plain clothes.

By then, not only would he be embarrassed, but Ning Fengzhi and the others might also be extremely embarrassed.

After all, this is the Pope!How to entertain appropriately?

"Uncle Ning, isn't that what you want to tell me...?"

Gu Lin said.

"We all know that you are going to Tianshui Academy. We will not stop you on this point. It just so happens that you little guys have left the sect, so that we old guys can free our hands and feet to deal with the evil soul master."

Ning Fengzhi said with a chuckle.

"Uncle Ning, you are not old. You are so handsome and have such a good temperament. If I were a girl, I would have chased you long ago."

Gu Lin said with a playful smile.

"Grandpa Jian is the same. Even at this age, he looks so arrogant and domineering. He is worthy of being the best swordsman in the world."

"As for grandpa... I think it's better to avoid this topic."

Gu Rong's eyes suddenly widened: "What do you mean, kid? Your grandpa has nothing to praise for co-writing, right?"

Before Gu Lin could say anything, Sword Douluo on the side said with a wild smile on his face: "Gu Rong, don't talk about anything else. The few hairs on your head may not be as many as those on your lower body, hahaha... ..”

"Chen Xin, don't force me to beat you!"

Hearing Sword Douluo's extremely insulting words, Gu Rong's brows suddenly stood up, and she shouted that she was going to fight Sword Douluo in a duel.

Sword Douluo ignored him. He patted Gu Lin's shoulder and said with a smile: "Xiao Lin, take care of your grandpa more at home in the future. Although he doesn't have much hair, he will itch when he is dirty. ......Hahaha......."

"Damn it, I'm fighting with you!"

Without saying a word, Gu Rong forcibly pulled Sword Douluo towards the competition ground.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the two people who were like living treasures with a look of helplessness, shook his head, kowtowed slightly to Yanfeng Douluo, and then followed behind the two titled Douluo.

At this time, only Gu Lin and Yanfeng Douluo were left here.