The boss is reborn in Douluo

Another half an hour later.

Amidst Feng Haoran's constant delivery of energy and Ning Fengzhi's screams.

The Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda finally evolved into the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi felt the breath of Contra in his body, and was ecstatic in his heart. Because of the pain before, even if he knew that he had broken through Contra, he did not dare to be careless. After all, the energy sent by Feng Haoran was too much. Jingchun, he didn't dare to relax at all.

Now, everything is over, his expression is full of joy and excitement, and tears are shed in his eyes as he looks at the dazzling Nine Treasure Glazed Tower in his hand.

His wish for these years has finally come true. In the future, his realm will surely reach the level of Titled Douluo. By then, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda will surely be able to stand at the pinnacle of auxiliary soul masters again.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, I, Ning Fengzhi, will remember this kindness. I will do my best to assist Wuhun Palace in the future." Ning Fengzhi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said sincerely.

"Haha, there is no need to be polite, Master Ning. This is what you deserve for joining the Spirit Hall." Feng Haoran said with a smile after taking back his domain.

"Dad." Ning Rongrong trotted over and fell into Ning Fengzhi's arms in an instant.

Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, then picked her up with a doting look on her face, "Rongrong, why are you here?"

"You're not dad yet. You agreed to take me to play, but you ended up leaving me alone. I came here to have a look when I was bored." Ning Rongrong pouted and found a comfortable position in Ning Fengzhi's arms. .

"It's dad's fault. How about dad taking you out to play tomorrow?" Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and touched her head.

"Hmph~ This alone is not enough, I have to eat a lot of delicious food, otherwise I will not forgive you." Ning Rongrong said very arrogantly.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Feng Haoran looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little warm.

Family love is one of the most precious things in the world. He has never experienced this kind of emotion, but in this Douluo Continent, he has experienced a love that is different from family love.

"Rong Rong, let me introduce to you. This little brother's name is Feng Haoran. He is the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. Dad's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda also relied on his help to evolve."

Ning Fengzhi put down the little witch and asked her to get to know Feng Haoran. After all, they were not much different in age.

"Big brother, thank you. My name is Ning Rongrong. Thanks to you this time, my father will have a lot of time to play with me in the future." Ning Rongrong said with a cute smile on his face and a soft voice.

Although Ning Rongrong is young, she also knows that the reason why her father doesn't have much time to spend with her is because of Wuhun. Now that this problem is solved, he will have more time to spend with her in the future. She is happy just thinking about it.

"Rongrong, right? She's so cute." Feng Haoran pinched her little face.

Ning Rongrong didn't resist. After all, Feng Haoran was so handsome and had a very fragrant smell. He felt refreshed after taking a sip, so it didn't matter if he pinched it.

"Brother, it's the first time I see you, so I don't have any gifts to give you, so be it!" Feng Haoran looked at the petite Ning Rongrong, squatted down, and rested his head on her forehead.

At the same time, mental power instantly entered Ning Rongrong's mind and set a restriction in the center of her soul sea.

"Too... too close, big brother." Ning Rongrong's face turned red with embarrassment. Even though she was only six years old, she already understood what she should have known.

Qian Renxue on the side saw Feng Haoran coming into such close contact with Ning Rongrong, and she immediately felt a little contemptuous. This was the first time they met so intimately. This guy was simply a beast, and he would not even let the little girl go.

On the contrary, Ning Fengzhi and the others had smiles on their faces. Such a genius, if Ning Rongrong could get along with him, it would be a good story in the future.

After Feng Haoran set up the restriction, he left Ning Rongrong and said to Ning Fengzhi: "Sect Master Ning, I set up a protection restriction in Rongrong's soul sea. If she suffers from mental exhaustion in the future, this restriction can protect her. Mental strength will not be damaged."

"Your Highness the Holy Son, I, Ning Fengzhi, will always remember this great kindness in my heart." Ning Fengzhi said seriously.

As a soul master, he naturally understands how important mental power is, especially for auxiliary soul masters. Mental power is basically used in every assistance.

Once the mental power is overdrawn, it can range from serious injuries to severe ones. Not only will the soul power never be improved, but it may even become an idiot.

Now that Feng Haoran has solved this problem, it is equivalent to helping Ning Rongrong go further in the future.

"Second Master Ning, you're too polite. I think Rongrong is only six years old now. How about this! From now on, I will recognize her as my younger sister. And Master Ning, don't call me Holy Son. Just call me by my name." Feng Haoran He waved his hand and said.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Sword Douluo and the two, and saw that they had no objections. Ning Fengzhi nodded, "The Holy Son loves you so much, so I'd rather be respectful than obey. I'll call you Haoran."

"Don't call me Sect Master Ning. Since you recognize Rongrong as your sister, just call me Uncle Ning."

Feng Haoran smiled, turned his head, and hugged Ning Rongrong, "How about it, now it's time to call me something."

Ning Rongrong was already in the mist. Everything that happened just now was so fast. Why did an extra brother suddenly appear?

Although she was held in the arms of a person she had just met, Ning Rongrong could not feel any disgust. When Feng Haoran asked her this question, she tilted her head, put her fingers on her lips, and looked at Feng Haoran with her big and smart eyes. , and shouted softly, "Brother."

"Rongrong is very good!" Feng Haoran smiled very happily. He still liked this sister very much. After all, the future was Shrek's third beauty.

Seeing the two of them so close, Xue Qinghe, who was disguised by Qian Renxue on the side, felt a little disgusted. She didn't know why she felt like this. In short, she felt very uncomfortable.

Little did she know that once a woman starts to show concern for a man, her fall is not far away.

……

When night comes, the moon hangs in the sky, and the hazy moonlight fills the earth.

After Feng Haoran said goodbye to Ning Fengzhi and others, he and Qian Renxue returned to the Prince's Mansion.

"Huh, I'm really exhausted today. I didn't expect that awakening the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda would consume so much of my energy." Feng Haoran walked to the recliner and lay down comfortably.

"Really? But when I saw you picking up Rongrong, you looked like you were tired." Qian Renxue, who had recovered her daughter's body, said sourly when she heard this.

"Why, you won't even be jealous of a little girl!" Feng Haoran looked at Qian Renxue's somewhat amused eyes and couldn't help but tease.

"It's ridiculous. I would be jealous? Do you think I am some kind of little girl?" Qian Renxue was slightly panicked, but her face was extremely calm.

"Really?" Feng Haoran stood up and came to Qian Renxue's side. He leaned his head on Qian Renxue's shoulder, and a fresh fragrance suddenly entered his nose.

"Why...are you so close all of a sudden?" Qian Renxue felt Feng Haoran leaning on her shoulder, her delicate body trembling slightly, and she was a little at a loss.

If anyone else had dared to get so close to her, they would have died countless times.

But every time she faced Feng Haoran's actions, she just couldn't do anything. She was really puzzled.

Feng Haoran naturally felt Qian Renxue's nervousness. He gently blew on Qian Renxue's small and delicate ears, "Xiaoxue, do you like me?"

Qian Renxue was already extremely sensitive, and her ears were her weakest point. Feng Haoran's move made her whole body become soft.

"If you don't speak, then I'll take it as your acquiescence?" Seeing Qian Renxue not answering, Feng Haoran asked again, and at this time, his hands had already left her shoulders and came to the slender hand. Waist.

"Feng... Feng Haoran, where are you placing your hands?" Feeling the loss of control at her waist, Qian Renxue's beautiful face turned red and delicate, and her jade hands danced lightly, trying to stop Feng Haoran.

Feng Haoran originally just wanted to tease Qian Renxue and had no intention of actually doing anything. It wasn't until Qian Renxue let out a sweet moan that Feng Haoran realized something. When he saw Qian Renxue's jade face blushing, her beautiful face There was still a trace of sweat on her pretty face, but her body was actually motionless at the moment. He understood instantly.

"I'll go, you're a little too sensitive." Feng Haoran's mouth twitched slightly.

Qian Renxue's eyes were tightly closed at this moment, her breathing was rapid, and her lips were moving slightly, "You fart, I'm just unwell. When I... recover, I want you to look good."