Douluo who started from a small grass

Pulling the timeline back a little, while Qian Jiuye was still beating up those geniuses outside, Ning Rongrong had quietly returned to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

In the meeting hall, the sect leader Ning Fengzhi and the two titled Douluo were still discussing some matters. At this moment, a burst of cheerful footsteps suddenly came, interrupting their conversation.

"Hey, look, our little witch is back. How was she playing outside?

Let daddy see if he's being bullied? "

"dad!!"

Jogging, as soon as Ning Rongrong entered the hall, she threw herself into Ning Fengzhi's arms and started acting coquettishly.

"Dad, and Grandpa Bones and Grandpa Jian, I miss you so much."

"What's wrong? Has Xiao Rongrong been wronged outside? It's the so-called Holy Son who bullied you."

Seeing Ning Rongrong's state, Sword Douluo frowned a little. Wasn't it because he had any opinion on Ning Rongrong?

I just felt that she might have been bullied outside and was a little angry.

How could the little princess whom I loved be bullied by outsiders?

Sword Douluo, who was very protective of his calf, said that he was about to go out and beat Qian Jiuye.

"No, Grandpa Jian."

She got up from Ning Fengzhi's arms and grabbed Sword Douluo who was about to leave. Ning Rongrong smiled and said, "Although that guy Qian Jiuye is annoying, he is still very good, and this time If you don't meet him outside, I'm afraid you will never see me again."

Ning Rongrong spoke softly and quietly, looking at the expressions of the three people secretly. Like a little girl who had done something wrong, Ning Rongrong asked in a weak voice: "Did I get everyone into trouble this time? "

"How could it be? You are our little princess. Rongrong, don't be afraid. If you are wronged outside, just say it directly and your Grandpa Bones will stand up for you."

On the other side, Bone Douluo also stood up directly.

Ning Rongrong in this state also made him a little worried. Like Sword Douluo, he was protective of his calf, and similarly, as he regarded Ning Rongrong as his own granddaughter, he also felt something strange about her and was a little worried about her.

I was afraid that my little princess would be bullied outside, but I didn't dare to say anything.

"It's okay! You two sit down first and I'll tell you slowly."

After saying that, he pulled Sword Douluo and pushed him back to the chair. Then he went over and pushed Bone Douluo back to the chair and sat down.

Feeling the concern of her elders, Ning Rongrong lost her worries and sat down directly on the table next to her, and began to talk about her experiences along the way.

The information learned from other people's intelligence is only one-sided after all.

After listening to Ning Rongrong's story, Ning Fengzhi and the others understood the cause and effect of the matter.

"So, you did kill that guy Tang Hou."

"Ah."

Nodding obediently, Ning Rongrong, who felt that she had made a mistake, looked very docile in front of her father.

"So what if I kill him? Humph, he is always just a piece of trash who only dares to attack the juniors. If Rongrong kills him like this, it will still give him an advantage.

If something had really happened to Rongrong at that time, we wouldn't be sitting here now and directly kill their Haotian Sect.

So what if they are the largest group?I don't believe it. If we fight hard, the current Haotian Sect really dares to fight with us. "

Sword Douluo's voice was very irritable, and it was obvious that he was really angry.

When he heard that Ning Rongrong was being pestered by those powerful young masters, he just laughed it off.

After all, it was no big deal, but the moment he heard that a titled Douluo dared to attack her, he couldn't help but become furious.

Not only him, Bone Douluo was also very angry.

My little princess was almost killed, and no one else would be angry.

Fortunately, his little princess was fine, otherwise, he and Sword Douluo would have killed the Haotian Sect at all costs.

"Don't be angry, Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bones, am I fine? Besides, Qian Jiuye is here to help me."

"Oh?"

There is an inside story...

Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi all noticed that Ning Rongrong had a somewhat awkward expression when he talked about Qian Jiuye.

Obviously, there are other stories here!

"What's wrong? Ning Rongrong, tell dad, what do you think of the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace?"

"Qian Jiuye, how should I put it? He is a very powerful person, with good talent...good looks...but his personality is a bit annoying..."

As he spoke, Ning Rongrong's little face couldn't help but blush.

Sure enough, there was a problem, and the three people confirmed this idea in their minds at the same time.

The girl's shy expression was completely noticed by them.

They looked at each other and had the answer at the same time.

"cough!!"

After coughing lightly, Ning Fengzhi interrupted Ning Rongrong's shy smile and said, "How about you, Rongrong, attend the next reception for the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace?"

"Yeah!"

After hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Ning Rongrong happily agreed without thinking. Just seeing the weird expressions of the three people, she instantly understood what the three elders were thinking.

"Okay, stinky dad, are you going to sell your daughter completely?"

As he said that, he turned away angrily and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"How could it be? You are my most important little princess! How could I sell you."

With a gentle smile, he stood up, came to Ning Rongrong's side, and touched her little head.

It's just that Ning Rongrong doesn't like him at all. It's one thing to like Qian Jiuye, but it's another thing to be betrayed by his father.

Snorting again, avoiding Ning Fengzhi's hand touching her head, Ning Rongrong hid directly in Sword Douluo's arms.

"Hmph, I hate you. I'll never pay attention to you again, stinky daddy."

"Yes, your father is the worst, full of evil, let's ignore him."

After hearing the words of the girl in his arms, Sword Douluo smiled gently and comforted her, without giving Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader, any face.

After all, how could the sect master be as important as this little granddaughter?

He retracted his hand in embarrassment. After hearing their conversation, Ning Fengzhi was not angry. He just looked helplessly at Bone Douluo, who was looking at Sword Douluo enviously.

Obviously, Bone Douluo also wanted to hug Ning Rongrong and comfort him like that. After all, who could bear the cute little granddaughter acting coquettishly in his arms?

"Ah, cough!

Okay, stop making trouble, Rongrong, we have business to do next.

And it’s time for you, Grandpa Jian, to go out and pick up the Holy Son. "

"Really? Grandpa Jian, don't fight with that guy!"

After hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Ning Rongrong was a little worried that his Grandpa Jian would fight with that guy with a bad personality.

Although I like Qian Jiuye very much, Grandpa Jian is also very important.

She didn't know why, but she just had an inexplicable confidence in Qian Jiuye. If Grandpa Jian wanted to fight him, he would definitely suffer.