Douluo who started from a small grass

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the discussion hall.

On the north side of the hall, sitting on the main seat facing south, a gentle-looking man with a face like a crown jewel looked with a frown at the young man half-kneeling below, wearing a white suit.

"Reporting to the sect master, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace is already on his way here. According to reports from the people below, the Holy Son's next destination is none other than our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

One hand gently tapped the armrest of the chair, and the gentle-faced man nodded slightly.

"Okay, I see, you go down!"

"Yes, Sect Master."

After the young man left, a sad look completely appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Long, why do you think the Holy Son came to us this time?

What is his purpose?

The original plan was to let Rongrong get in touch with him, but is it too early now? "

Seeing the sad look on the face of the sect leader Ning Fengzhi, the big prickly old man sitting on the chair next to him, with a delicate face like a baby, said: "There is nothing to be afraid of, he is just a kid.

Besides, I have always disagreed with you using Rong Rong as a bargaining chip to win over others. Why don’t you have so many sons going?Why do you have to let Rongrong go?

You are so willing. "

Hearing Sword Douluo's dissatisfaction, Ning Fengzhi, as the leader of a sect, could only smile bitterly.

If there are other ways, who is willing to use his daughter as a bargaining chip?

It is true that the talent of the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace is too evil.

Now he is already a level 40 soul sect. You have to know how old he is!

When I was his age, I was only at level [-]. Even my daughter who was more talented than me was only at level [-] now.

But what about the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace?

Although there is no information about the specific level of Ning Fengzhi, from the four soul rings revealed, it can be known that he is definitely a soul sect, and a soul sect with a high level.

Ning Fengzhi would not be surprised at all if he could become a level 50 soul king at any time.

After all, he was born supreme, and his innate soul power of level 30 was truly unprecedented. Even all the books of the Qibao Glazed Sect had never recorded such a powerful talent.

It can be said that Qian Jiuye is the most talented person in the history of this Douluo Continent.

There has never been anyone with such a powerful talent before, and there may not be anyone with such a talent in the future.

How could Ning Fengzhi not be worried about this?

Although they have great expectations for Ning Rongrong, the supporting martial spirit, coupled with the innate flaws of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, can be seen online at a glance.

When the younger generation grows up and the older generation gradually disappears, then the next era will definitely be dominated by the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. Where will the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect go from then?

He was very confident in his daughter, but Qianjiuye really put too much pressure on him.

Similarly, this pressure has also brought to all sects and major forces, even major kingdoms are extremely fearful.

Qian Jiuye is really too evil.

"Alas! Uncle Jian, you also know that as my daughter, Ning Fengzhi, and as the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect, she must bear some responsibilities even if I don't want to.

This was the price she paid for being the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. "

Ning Fengzhi's sigh was full of helplessness. As the leader of a sect, he had to consider the ups and downs and future of the Qibao Glazed Sect. He could only say sorry to his daughter.

He could give his daughter the best and become a happy little princess, but he was not willing to let his daughter do things she didn't want to do. But there were helpless things, and Ning Rongrong had to bear some responsibilities by herself.

This is the helplessness of being his daughter and the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Even Ning Fengzhi himself needed to make some compromises because of this.

"Hmph, what's so great about it? Even if he is a genius, a genius who has not grown up is just like that.

At worst, I won't believe it if Lao Gulong and I go there. With the strength of the two of us, we still can't deal with such a genius without anyone noticing. "

After hearing Sword Douluo's angry words, Ning Fengzhi could only smile bitterly again. He knew that Sword Douluo was just talking and would not do it, but he could only explain helplessly.

"You absolutely can't do this, Uncle Jian, at least not while the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace is on his way to us.

And not only can we not assassinate him, we also need to protect him secretly, and we cannot let anything happen to the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace on the road.

Although of course you can easily kill the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, if you do so, Wuhun Palace will also send endless assassins to assassinate Rongrong.

Besides, even if the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace dies on the way, Wuhun Palace will still bear this debt on our heads.

Wuhun Palace... is not something that the Qibao Glazed Sect can handle. "

Knowing Ning Fengzhi's helplessness, after all, with such a big mountain weighing on his head, whoever sits in the position of Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader, will not feel very comfortable.

But Sword Douluo has such a temper, like a sharp sword, he would rather break than bend.

Although he was still very unhappy, the sect leader actually said this, so no matter how unhappy he was, he could only remain silent.

After all, it is not easy to maintain the Ning style of such a large Qibao Glazed Sect.

Is it something that no one here knows?

A little girl was outside the palace and eavesdropped on their conversation.

Although their voices were not loud, and the walls of the palace were thick and soundproof, as a little witch, she still had her own ways.

At this moment, I saw Xiao Ning Rongrong holding a bamboo cup in her hand. Under the cup, there was a long thin string connected to it, and the other end of the string was connected to... It was another cup that passed through an inconspicuous small hole in the wall of the hall.

With such a simple microphone and a special sound-amplifying soul guide, Ning Rongrong could easily overhear all the conversations in the hall.

She was a little angry at the moment. As the little princess who was loved by everyone in the Qibao Glazed Sect, she didn't expect that her father would actually use her as a bargaining chip to win over the so-called Holy Son, which made her very unhappy.

But at the same time, she was precocious and understood that her father was helpless. Likewise, she also knew that this was indeed her responsibility.

As a spoiled little princess, although she sometimes does some mischief, she is still very sensible.

Otherwise, how could everyone in Qibao Liuli like her?

Most of her pranks were helpless. Otherwise, if someone were in Ning Rongrong's position, she would not be the so-called little witch, but an unruly and willful young lady.

To be honest, Ning Rongrong, who is loved by thousands of people, is not spoiled. She has developed the character of a brainless female villain. It is already very good.