The Sword of Douluo sings in the sky

The hall is decorated with fairy-like roses on both sides, swaying in the wind, and lost butterflies are hidden under the withered petals.

It is surrounded by golden wood as beams, pearls as lamps, crystal as curtains, rosewood as pillars, and starry gold as the pillar base.

Directly in front, a huge night moon bead hung, shining like a bright moon. Below the luminous pearl, there are three large carved chairs.

Walking into the hall and stepping onto the floor tiles paved with fire field jade, Chen Feng felt warm under his feet. A warmth spread along his feet and spread all over his body, making him very comfortable.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong walked into the hall with wide eyes. They did not fight outside. Both of them noticed that Ning Fengzhi was different from usual. They called them here this time because they probably had something to say.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Ning Fengzhi, who was sitting on the big carved chair, still looked helpless and said: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, please stop standing. Sit down quickly."

Seeing that Ning Fengzhi had said this, Chen Xin and Gu Rong smiled at each other and sat down next to Ning Fengzhi.

As the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi naturally sat in the middle. His large carved chair was a bit higher than Chen Xin and Gu Rong's.

Chen Feng stood beside Chen Xin, and the atmosphere in the hall became quiet, as if he was waiting for something.

At this time, a man in black armor walked up. With his sharp outline and tall but not rough figure, he looked like an eagle in the dark night.

The man in black armor looked at Ning Fengzhi, knelt down on one knee and said, "See the Prince Consort."

"Yi Yu, no need to be polite." Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

"The prince-in-law is serious. This is a letter from the princess to the prince-in-law." Yiyu took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Ning Fengzhi.

After Ning Fengzhi received the letter, he opened it and read it.

"Husband, Qing'er has been pregnant for three years and finally gave birth to a girl. You must be very happy to see this letter. Unfortunately, Qing'er can't see it, but it doesn't matter. We still have a child. I have ordered Yiyu to secretly give birth to a girl. The child has been taken out. She already lacks maternal love and can no longer lack father's love. Qing'er believes that our child will grow up happily and will definitely marry a man who is as upright as her father. Love you Qing'er .”

Looking at the delicate handwriting, Ning Fengzhi felt very heavy.

Xue Qing'er, the eldest princess of the Tiandou Empire, and the half-sister of Emperor Xue Ye, the two got married because of an unexpected encounter.

There is an unpredictable situation in the sky, and people will be banished.

No one can make mistakes when walking in the world. Compared with soul beasts, soul masters are more dangerous.

The kind and innocent Xue Qing'er was not wary of the sinister nature of people's hearts. For this reason, she paid the price of being grounded for the rest of her life.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong also stood up, and they could only sigh at the curse Xue Qing'er suffered.

as big as World, nothing is nonexistent. This kind of martial spirit that curses others at the cost of life, even the peak Douluo is helpless. I am afraid only God can remove it.

But Douluo Star is only the human world. Where are the gods? All the gods are in the divine world. Due to the restrictions of the plane, gods are not allowed to interfere with the human world. Even if they have the ability to interfere, the price paid for wading into muddy waters is not worth the loss. What's more, What's more, no god has the slightest relationship with Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi also made up his mind that as long as there was a chance, he would save his beloved even at the cost of his own life.

"Yiyu, where is the child?" Ning Fengzhi returned to his previous gentleness, but his eager tone and excitement could not be concealed.

The most basic thing for a sect is to have an outstanding heir. Although Ning Fengzhi also has two sons, their martial spirits are both from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, but the fifth level of innate soul power means that their talents are not good.

Even so, he did not give up, and still strictly disciplined him, obeying the principle that men should be raised in poverty and women should be raised in wealth, and he hoped that his children would be successful like ordinary people.

In Douluo Continent, everyone hopes that their sons will become dragons and their daughters will become phoenixes.

As the second largest sect in the mainland, the Qibao Glazed Sect doesn't even have a decent heir. If this were revealed, not only would others laugh out loud, but where would you put his face?

The baby girl at this time was like providing help in times of need, igniting Ning Fengzhi's hope again.

"Don't worry, Prince Consort, the young lady is safe and sound." Yiyu, who had gone out for a trip, came back with a swaddled baby girl in his arms.

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward, carefully took the baby girl, with a happy face, and asked, "How many months has it been? What's her name?"

"It's been four months, and the princess said that the young lady was named after her consort." Yiyu said with a smile on his face, looking at the baby girl.

The baby girl in her arms was sleeping soundly, and her pink and tender appearance looked exactly like her mother's.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong said some words of congratulations, and the content revolved around the baby girl.

From their eyes, it is not difficult to see that their love for the baby girl has reached a certain level, and they are afraid that she will be a veritable little princess in the Qibao Glazed Sect in the future.

Looking at the sleeping baby girl, Chen Feng only felt cute and couldn't help but stretched out his hand and squeezed the white and tender little hand.

Her hands were really small, only one-fifth of his size, but in the process of squeezing, she woke up.

As if she knew someone, the baby girl woke up from her sweet sleep. On her white and rosy little face, there was a pair of big flashing eyes, bent like a crescent moon, and she smiled, her eyes full of the world. curious.

She was just curious, but she couldn't resist her drowsy will. After a while, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Just that cuteness has already captured Chen Xin and Gu Rong.

Seeing that the baby girl was very popular here, Yiyu said respectfully to Ning Fengzhi: "Prince-in-law, give the lady a name."

This is also the thing that he is most concerned about at the moment. He still needs to take the lady's name back to return to his life.

"Then... let's call her Rongrong!" Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment and said solemnly.

After hearing this, Gu Rong's eyes lit up. The name composed of Ning and Rong means peace and happiness, a life without worries, prosperity, and living and working in peace and contentment. Ning Rongrong is a good name.

The corners of Ning Fengzhi's mouth raised slightly. He was now over sixty years old, and he was blessed with children at an old age. Especially after having many sons, the happiness of having his only daughter was even stronger than the level 80 limit of his martial soul.

As the most popular auxiliary soul master in the entire continent, Qibao Glazed Pagoda has fatal flaws hidden behind its brilliance.

Qibao, as the name suggests, the owner of the Qibao Glazed Pagoda martial soul can only have seven soul rings in his life, which means that the highest soul power level can only reach level 79. This flaw can be said to have a great impact.

In other words, even if Ning Rongrong is extremely talented, her highest achievement can only reach level 79. Unless she encounters a great opportunity to evolve her martial soul again, she can only look up to the auxiliary soul masters at the Title Douluo level. It is precisely because of the fatal flaw of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda that Ning Fengzhi must now consider looking for someone to entrust Ning Rongrong with for life.

And this person, whom he had already spotted, was far away and right in front of him. He was Chen Feng, who was under six years old.

The Qibao Glazed Sect has established ancestral rules since its inception. Even as the sect leader, one cannot exceed these ancestral rules.

As auxiliary soul masters, Qibao Glazed Pagoda has no fighting ability at all. This means that they cannot be harmed in battle and can only seek protection from others.

For this reason, the ancestral teachings of the Qibao Glazed Sect stipulate that the spouse of a direct descendant must be a fighting spirit master and have extremely strong fighting ability, so that he can protect his beloved when encountering danger, instead of waiting until he loses it. Only then did I regret it.

As the leader of the sect, Ning Fengzhi was the first to bear the brunt. His wife was a level 71 fighting soul saint, let alone others.

It has to be said that with Ning Fengzhi's careful business acumen, the most suitable candidate at present is Chen Feng. After all, the money does not go to outsiders.

The age difference between the two is only six years. This is not the point. The point is that a soul master with the Seven Killing Sword is a titled Douluo at the lowest level. As long as you work hard, reaching the top of Douluo is not a dream.

Take the three generations of the Chen family, for example, Chen Xun, a level 98 peak Douluo, Chen Jianjun, a level 97 peak Douluo, and Chen Xin, a level 96 peak Douluo. None of them are famous and powerful in the Douluo Continent.

Of course, this was just a businessman's idea. As a father, he was more willing to let Ning Rongrong choose her own happiness.

According to Ning Fengzhi's original plan, he, Chen Xin and Gu Rong could still keep the Qibao Glazed Sect strong for another fifty years. However, people's calculations were ultimately inferior to God's calculations. He did not expect that Douluo Continent would usher in an era of geniuses. .

In fifteen years at most, the world's turmoil has surpassed my generation. As soon as I enter the world, the years are rushing. The emperor's hegemony is chatting and laughing. I can't bear the drunkenness of life. I lift my sword and ride astride to wave the ghost rain. The bones are as white as the mountain and the bird is flying. The earthly things are like the trend of people. Like water, only a few people in the rivers and lakes return.