Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

Chenchuan just nodded silently and did not continue to say anything. He just raised his head and looked at the dazzling starry sky.

As the saying goes, the drunken spirit is not interested in wine, but Bibi Dong must have another thing on his mind.

Qian Renxue bit her lower lip lightly, her jewel-like eyes flashed with a hint of special touch, and she immediately said: "Then... I'll leave first."

"Ah."

Chenchuan nodded.

Continue to enjoy the peach blossom wine.

Qian Renxue turned sideways and glanced at the somewhat bohemian Chenchuan. After pausing for a moment, she turned around and disappeared.

Only a faint scent lingers in the air.

The sun rises on Dongshan Mountain, and a ray of sunshine in the early morning shines on the entire Douluo Continent. The crystal clear dew slips from the leaves and falls calmly on Chenchuan's shoulders.

Chenchuan stood up slowly, swept away the dust on his body, exhaled a breath of hot breath, put one hand behind his back, took a step forward, looked at the great mountains and rivers, and said lightly: "It seems that the plan back then has already begun."

Return to Qibao Glazed Sect.

At this time, Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, was sitting upright in a chair, discussing the next countermeasures with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

Now that Wuhun Palace has suffered heavy losses, the other party will definitely not give up. Therefore, they need to make plans in advance to avoid causing unnecessary trouble to the sect in the future.

Sword Douluo said with an indifferent look: "Those guys in Wuhun Palace really deserve to die. Fortunately, Chuan'er knew the opponent's plan in advance, so he allowed the sect disciples to return to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect in advance. Otherwise, you can imagine the consequences!"

Not long ago, Ning Fengzhi originally thought of sending 40% of the sect's disciples out to carry out the mission, but later he stopped carrying out the mission after learning about Wuhun Palace's plan.

Otherwise, even if the Qibao Glazed Sect can really hold on, its vitality will be severely damaged!

Bone Douluo's pupils reflected an endless cold light, and he said coldly: "If it weren't for Chuan'er, the opponent's timing was just right. Our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect would have won a great victory this time, with only a hundred disciples killed or injured, and many buildings destroyed. "

"Hehehe, Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu, if the building is gone, we can still build it again, but if the people are gone, our sect will be completely destroyed."

Ning Fengzhi smiled.

Soul masters will inevitably suffer casualties in battles. The Qibao Glazed Sect's loss of a hundred people was insignificant compared to the Wuhun Palace's loss of more than 5,000 people.

The two titled Douluo nodded to each other. It is true that the losses of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect this time were not serious. Fortunately, there was a barrier set up by Chenchuan in advance. Otherwise, even if the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect fought desperately, there would be no casualties. And know it.

At this moment, Chenchuan walked in slowly, looked at the three people in front of him, cupped his hands and said: "Grandpa, Grandpa Bone, Uncle Ning."

Ning Fengzhi stood up immediately and said with a smile: "It's Chuan'er, sit down quickly."

Since the end of the last war, Ning Fengzhi has understood the importance of Chenchuan. If there was no Chenchuan, I am afraid that the Qibao Glazed Sect would have completely disappeared in the long river of history.

Chenchuan sat on the chair without being polite, picked up the tea that had been brewed in advance on the table, took a sip, and said leisurely: "It just so happens that I also have something to discuss with Uncle Ning."

Ning Fengzhi said: "It's okay for Chuan'er to just say it."

Chen Chuan put down the tea cup in his hand elegantly and said calmly: "I plan to marry the disciples of the Chen family with the disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect, so that the glory of the Chen family can be restored to the sky."

"This……"

Ning Fengzhi's expression suddenly changed.

He lowered his head solemnly.

Disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect do need the protection of the strong, but might there be something wrong with the marriage, because once the Chen family's power returns to its peak, the status of the sect may be completely covered up.

You know, if it weren't for the lack of disciples, the Chen family would have already become the number one martial arts sect in the world, let alone the elder of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect now.

Sword Douluo didn't speak during the whole process, he just looked at Ning Fengzhi's expression lightly, wanting to see how Fengzhi solved the problem.

Ning Fengzhi exhaled a breath of heat and said with some embarrassment: "Chuan'er, marriage is about mutual love. If they can have mutual affection, Uncle Ning will never say anything, but if they don't like each other..."

"Fengzhi, parents have always ordered matchmakers from ancient times to the present. Naturally, Chuan'er did this to enhance the strength of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. Isn't there something wrong with such a polite refusal?"

Sword Douluo's voice was slightly cold.

Bone Douluo Gu Rong couldn't help but said: "Yes, Feng Zhi, you have to see the current situation clearly. Wuhun Palace is rampant, Tiandou Star Luo is declining day by day, the three major forces are constantly fighting, and the people are miserable. If our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect There is no way to improve our strength. After the death of old guy Chen Xin and I, the sect will be completely destroyed!"

Seeing the two uncles standing next to Chenchuan, Ning Fengzhi also knew very clearly that this was not a discussion with him, but a message to him.

The return of the disciples of the Chen family proves that the Seven Killing Sword lineage has completely risen. If they don't agree, I'm afraid the two uncles will have a change of heart.

In desperation, Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to compromise: "Okay, if there is someone of the right age, I will arrange it myself."

Chenchuan cupped his hands, nodded and said with a smile: "Then there is Uncle Lao Ning."

"It doesn't matter, it's all for the glory of the family."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and didn't want to say anything else, but at this moment he had deeply realized that the current Qibao Glazed Sect was no longer the Qibao Glazed Sect of the past.

The sect leader's power has been gradually deprived of Chenchuan, and some things even need to be reported to Chenchuan.

It really corresponds to that sentence, holding the emperor hostage to command the princes.

But Ning Fengzhi also knows that if there is no Chenchuan, Wuhun Palace will also take action against the Qibao Glazed Sect. At that time, the world will be in real chaos!

"Chuan'er, what are you going to do next?"

Sword Douluo turned his head and asked curiously.

"Prepare to destroy the Po clan."

Chenchuan replied calmly.

Today, of the four single-attribute clans, only the Po clan is left. Since the Min clan was destroyed, the Po clan was afraid of being retaliated and hid in the capital of the Star Luo Empire in advance to seek protection.

If it weren't for the delay in this soul hunting operation, Chenchuan would have gone to the capital of the Star Luo Empire and killed all the Po clan.

"Okay then, do you need me to go with you this time?"

Sword Douluo asked.

"That's not necessary."

Chenchuan shook his head. He could kill everyone in the Po clan by himself, so he didn't bother Grandpa Jian to take action.

After hearing this, Sword Douluo stopped saying anything. With Chuan'er's strength, few people in the entire Douluo Continent could threaten him.

Few people or spirit beasts can threaten him.

"Well, you should pay more attention to your safety and come back immediately if anything happens."

Sword Douluo reminded.

Chenchuan smiled, turned around and left the place without saying anything.

Ning Fengzhi also glanced at the two uncles beside him, exhaled a deep breath, and said calmly: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, if nothing happens, you can go back and rest first. Everything will go as planned."

"Ah."

Naturally, the two titled Douluo had no intention of staying any longer, so they turned around and left the Qibao Glazed Sect's hall together.

In the empty hall, Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, stared into the distance, his hands holding the scepter making a crunching sound.

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Shrek Academy at this time.

Master Yu Xiaogang looked at Xiao San lying on the bed and lowered his head silently. This thing happened too fast. Even if Tang San's arm was restored, his heart disease would always be with him for the rest of his life.

"Xiao Gang, I heard that the Qibao Glazed Sect was attacked not long ago."

Hearing Dean Flanders' words, Tang San, who was originally heartbroken, suddenly sat up from the bed, his pupils widened, and he asked hurriedly: "Dean Flanders, what happens next, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is destroyed?" Is it destroyed?”

Seeing Tang San being so excited, Flanders subconsciously touched his nose, and immediately said: "The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is surrounded by tens of thousands of soul masters from the Spirit Hall... It is said that the other side sent eight titled Douluo... "

Upon hearing the news, Tang San's expression was like the sixth emoticon pack on your phone, and he burst into laughter.

There are only a few thousand disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, most of them are auxiliary soul masters. Now they are surrounded by tens of thousands of soul masters from the Wuhun Palace, and the other party has also sent eight powerful Titled Douluo. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will definitely be completely destroyed. !

Dean Flanders was also a little embarrassed to interrupt Tang San's inner thoughts at this moment, but he still said it, "The Wuhun Palace lost up to 5,000 soul masters this time, the saint Hu Liena was killed, and three titled Douluo died. .”

"Where is Chenchuan?" Tang San asked urgently, "Has he been chopped into pieces? I'm afraid not one of the eight powerful titled Douluo can withstand the attacks."

"The Qibao Glazed Sect lost... a hundred people, but everything is safe in Chenchuan."

As soon as these words came out, Tang San froze on the spot, staring with copper bell-like eyes, feeling a sweet sensation in his throat, and immediately spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"This is impossible... this is impossible. Why is Chenchuan still alive? Why, Dean Flanders, you must be deceiving me, right? Eight titled Douluo and ten thousand soul masters, how can they still not be killed?" Chenchuan!"

At this moment, Tang San was completely crazy, yelling like crazy. He didn't want to believe that all of this was true. His father, Tang Hao, had regressed in cultivation because of this guy Chenchuan, and he had to do it every day. Bear the pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows.

This feeling would be difficult for anyone to accept.

Dean Flanders sighed: "I didn't lie to you, it's true... The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect had less than a hundred casualties, and the others were all alive. We don't know the specific situation. The Tiandou Empire did not This matter has been announced, Xiaosan, you have to hold on."