Douluo's start stole the Blue Silver Emperor

Xue Qinghe smiled awkwardly, and was about to step forward to give some advice when he heard the little boy sitting there say to Ning Rongrong seriously: "An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. Human time is very precious. Precious, especially for soul masters like us, the prime time for cultivation before the age of 20 is even more precious. Talking to you is a waste of my time, so I don’t want to talk to you, are you satisfied?"

For creatures like Loli, it would be nice to see them in Two-dimensional.

In reality, just like Cthulhu, one sight will make your sanity plummet, and your brain will be filled with the familiar sound of "return to zero, return to zero, return to zero" of an electronic calculator.

Listening to the little boy's words, Xue Qinghe's body trembled. He always felt that these words were meant for him.

An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time.

How good this is to say. A five or six year old child knows that a soul master's time is very precious, and he should practice diligently while he is young.But she was wasting her time, talent, and youth by pretending to be a man and working as an undercover agent in the Tiandou Empire.

Compared to Xue Qinghe, who had a lot of thoughts, Ning Rongrong was more straightforward. She didn't understand the profound meaning of "every inch of gold and every inch of time", but she vaguely felt that the other party was saying "time equals money".

Since we’re talking about money, that’s easy!

The Qibao Glazed Sect has nothing but a lot of money.

Ning Rongrong took out a card from the soul guide and threw it in front of Shen Xin, "I just want money. Let's chat with me for a thousand gold soul coins first."

Seeing Ning Rongrong's attitude, Xue Qinghe said in his heart, "It's going to be bad."

Take money to insult people!

If the other party was really the only son of a level 98 titled Douluo, as he said, how could he endure such grievances?

Sure enough, the little boy slapped the table angrily, pointed at Ning Rongrong and said, "Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like this?"

When Ning Rongrong was yelled at by Shen Xin, she instinctively stepped back and asked aggrievedly, "Who are you?"

According to Ning Rongrong's normal character, she had already ordered Shen Xin to be taught a lesson.

But she is just unruly, not stupid.

Although I don't know if the other party's father is a level 98 Titled Douluo as he said, Grandpa Jian said yesterday that the other party must be a Titled Douluo.

She can't cause trouble for the family.

"My father is already a titled Douluo when he is 20 years old this year. I'm a bit better, so I should have no problem being banned at 30 years old. So, you just insult a future titled Douluo like this?"

As Shen Xin said this, she angrily picked up the card and waved it in front of Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong said with full of grievance: "Then what do you want?"

Shen Xin looked at Ning Rongrong and said three words one by one through her teeth, "Go! More! Money!"

Women will affect the speed at which I make money, but rich women will not!

Shen Xin and Ning Rongrong were arguing happily on the other end, while Xue Qinghe was vomiting madly beside them.

What is this little kid talking about?

Titled Douluo at the age of 20?

Aren’t you going to become a god at the age of 30?

Really can blow!

Unlike a certain angel god who became a god at the age of 29 and only dared to complain in his heart, Ning Rongrong directly said what was in his heart, "You can really brag!"

After getting the money, Shen Xin felt much better, and her attitude toward Ning Rongrong became gentler.

In the spirit of "the customer is God", Shen Xin did not jump up to refute Ning Rongrong, but said calmly: "Believe it or not! Anyway, in a few days, my father will go to your house to find you, Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bone will try his best, and you will know when the time comes."

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, her hands on her waist, she looked at Shen Xin angrily, and shouted, "What? Your dad still wants to fight with my Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone?"

"Well...just a casual discussion, don't worry..." Shen Xin patted Ning Rongrong on the shoulder, waved the card Ning Rongrong just gave her in front of her, and comforted: "For the sake of money, I will tell my dad to hold back his strength and not hurt your two grandfathers."

"Hmph! It's your dad! You still want to hurt my Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone? Let me see... I'd better ask my Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone to restrain their strength, so as not to hurt your dad. You will cry by then. ."

"What are you thinking about? My dad is a level 98 Titled Douluo? Do you know what this means? I don't know how to ask him..." Shen Xin pointed at Xue Qinghe deliberately.

Xue Qinghe, who was watching the excitement and relaxing when he was suddenly pulled into the battlefield, was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Ning Rongrong also turned to look at him, he immediately shook his head and said, "Sister Rongrong, don't look at me like that. Follow me. I don’t know, I only know that after level 95, it is almost impossible to fight beyond the first level and the next level. If this little brother’s father is really level 98, then..."

Although Xue Qinghe did not finish his words, how could Ning Rongrong not know the meaning of his words and immediately shouted: "Impossible!"

"How come it's impossible? Let me tell you, if my dad and I beat your dad with Sword and Bone Douluo, it would be a random killing by Gaga. Well... I'm responsible for Gaga, and he's responsible for killing indiscriminately."

Ning Rongrong shouted: "I still don't believe it!"

Shen Xin helplessly spread her hands and said calmly: "Forget it if you don't believe me! You'll know in a few days."

Seeing Shen Xin's attitude, Xue Qinghe was filled with doubts.

Originally, he thought Shen Xin was just bragging. After all, historical experience told him that there could be no such creature as a "20-year-old titled Douluo", let alone a level 98 titled Douluo.

But looking at Shen Xin's vow, especially his expression when he said he was coming to challenge Sword and Bone Douluo, it didn't look like he was joking at all.

Ning Rongrong retorted angrily: "I still don't believe it!"

"If you don't believe me, you'll know in a few days. Right, Dad."

Shen Xin said, raising her head behind Xue Qinghe.

Seeing Shen Xin's actions, Xue Qinghe was startled. He subconsciously looked back and saw a blond man in a white dress and mask standing behind him, facing the direction of the three of them, showing a gentle smile. smile.

When did this person come?Why didn't I feel it at all?

Xue Qinghe glanced at Guillotine Douluo, who was pretending to be a coachman.

The agouti Douluo shook his head with very subtle movements, indicating that he didn't know when there was an extra person here.

The only person who can escape the perception of a titled Douluo is someone stronger than him.

Could it be...that this is really a titled Douluo?

No no no!impossible!He is too young!

Xue Qinghe looked at the person who came here carefully. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see the condition of his exposed skin, which was delicate, shiny and full of vitality. At a glance, he knew that he was not old.

The most important thing is that the more carefully he looks at it, the more Xue Qinghe feels that this person has a sense of familiarity.

The feeling was very strong, but...he couldn't remember it.

Maybe he was thinking too much, but for some reason, Xue Qinghe remembered things from his childhood.

At that time, my father was still alive, and I was still the little princess of Wuhun Palace.

Her father doted on her very much and often played games with her. Her favorite was to let her father blindfold her and catch her.

But not long after the happy days, my father passed away because he was seriously injured by Tang Hao.

From then on, she lost her father's love.

Seeing the strange look Xue Qinghe looked at him, Qian Xunji felt a little nervous. With a slightly stiff smile, he walked up to Shen Xin, tugged on Shen Xin's clothes, and motioned for him to leave quickly.

Shen Xin looked at Xue Qinghe staring at Qian Xunji and immediately understood what he meant.

After a few moments, he put away the pen and paper on the table, grabbed Qian Xunji's hand and said, "Dad, let's go home."