Douluo: My daughter came down the mountain and boasted that I was a peerless Douluo.

No, as Ning Rongrong walked into the meeting hall, Ning Fengzhi's voice came from behind.

"Rongrong, you still remember to come see me!"

Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue playfully, quickly came to Ning Fengzhi's side, took his wrist and said coquettishly.

"Hehehe, dad, don't blame me. Rongrong, I just miss Qingling too much. I really didn't forget about dad accidentally on purpose."

Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched as he listened to Rongrong's words, "Okay, okay, what progress has my good Rongrong made in the past year or so?"

"It's just that my soul power has been increased by one level, but... my experience has been slightly improved, and I've seen a lot of things that I couldn't even imagine before."

"Okay, okay!" Ning Fengzhi smiled from the bottom of his heart. What he wanted to see his daughter grow up most was what he wanted to see.

As a parent, no one wants their children to become successful!

"Dad, do you think I can catch up with Qing Ling?"

"Of course you can. In dad's eyes, Rongrong, you are the best."

"But... I can't compare to Qing Ling..."

Ning Fengzhi smiled like an old father and touched Rongrong's little head.

"You, you, are you so competitive? Why do you have to compare yourself with others? Just be yourself, as long as you try your best."

"Besides, Rongrong, you are an auxiliary soul master, and your cultivation speed is not as fast as other soul masters."

"The real comparison is also with the auxiliary soul master. There is no doubt that Rongrong, you are the strongest one. Isn't that good?"

A few words successfully dispelled Ning Rongrong's doubts.

"Okay, go see your Uncle Gu. He misses you all the time when you're not around."

"Hee hee hee."

Immediately, Ning Rongrong trotted up to Gu Rong and said a thousand words into one voice, "Grandpa Bone!"

"Eh!"

"My Rongrong has grown up again."

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Notting College, Academic Affairs Office.

"Director Su, can you give Xiaosan another chance? I promise to make him obedient and not mess around again."

Yu Xiaogang said righteously, patting his chest in assurance.

Director Su still shook his head, showing no intention of compromising.

"It's not that I don't want to give him a chance, I've already given him too many opportunities, and he doesn't know how to cherish them at all."

"Xiaogang, you need to know what Tang San did! It was a personal grudge in the academy, but he ended up brutally killing a pair of ordinary people, both of whom were innocent. He even ruined Wang Sheng's family."

"If Tang San is given another chance, what will other people in the academy think of me? Will they say that I don't care about the students' lives or lives?"

"Leave Tang San as the cause of trouble, maybe something else will happen."

"Tang San deserves to pay the price for the evil he did!"

"This matter about Tang San has been finalized. It won't be able to change the story, and no one can do it!" Director Su said firmly.

He was unable to tolerate students from the same academy committing acts of killing each other again and again.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Director Su with firm eyes, hesitated to speak, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Sigh... After all, it's my fault for teaching... I never thought that the mistress would do such an outrageous thing."

Yu Xiaogang left the Academic Affairs Office in despair, and Tang San left Notting College. How could he teach as a master?

As his nominal master, I can't be alone and will be affected to some extent.

No, Yu Xiao just walked out of the Academic Affairs Office, and the students who were walking towards him saw him and started talking directly in front of him.

"Did you see it? This is the master Tang San recognized!"

"Tsk, like a master, there is also a disciple, half a catty."

"Shh, let's keep our voices down, lest we be recorded in the notebook and doomed."

"Hmph, I'm a descendant of a powerful family from Nordin. What should I be afraid of? A rotten guy like Tang San, let me tell you, no matter how powerful he is, can he still destroy my family?"

"That's not certain. As long as he doesn't die young, he can grow up. What will happen when the time comes?"

"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty, right?"

Work-study student dormitory.

Since the death of his parents, Wang Sheng has been silent and taciturn. His mood breaks down from time to time, and he seems to be a depressed patient.

Seeing the appearance of his former follower, Xiao Wu was very angry.

"Damn Tang San, how dare he do such a thing!"

How is this different from the current Pope of Wuhun Palace who killed Xiao Wu’s mother?

Sure enough, if you are not a person from the same place, you will not enter the first door.

"Well, it would be great if Qing Ling was here. She would definitely let Tang San know what life is worse than death."

Nowadays, no one dares to take action against Tang San. He has the support of Wuhun Palace and an unknown secret. His father is a titled Douluo.

Only Qing Ling can give Tang San strength, as for his father?

Nothing to worry about.

He is definitely not as powerful as Qing Ling’s father!

At this moment, Xiao Wu could only look at the sky outside the window, hoping that Qing Ling would come back to see her.

Time flies, and one day passes in the blink of an eye.

Bang bang bang!

There was a rapid knock on the door, gently knocking on the sleeping soul.

Chen Qingling opened her eyes drowsily and saw Ning Rongrong approaching her.

"Qing Ling, how can you be so lazy? Can you sleep at your age?"

"Get up quickly, the sun is shining on your butt!"

Listening to Ning Rongrong's words, Chen Qingling reluctantly got up and said, "Okay, okay, I'll wake up, I'll wake up."

After shaking her head for a while, Chen Qingling washed her whole body with soul power and couldn't help but yawned, "Rongrong, what are you doing~"

"What do you need from me?"

"Hey." Ning Rongrong took out a letter from the soul guide.

The moment she saw the letter, Chen Qingling frowned, "Is there another letter?"

"Well, this is a letter from Prince Xue Qinghe to you."

Chen Qingling took the letter and opened it. It said that she wanted to treat herself to a meal.

Seeing that Chen Qingling was fascinated, Ning Rongrong pouted, the fire of gossip burning in her heart.

"Qing Ling, what's written in the letter?"

"Ah, it's nothing, it's just that Brother Xue wants to treat me to a meal."

"Let's have a meal... I thought there was something..."

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong realized it later. After reacting, his eyes widened, "Wait, what did you call him? Brother Xue?!"

"Uh...Rongrong, what's the problem?"

Ning Rongrong was thinking a lot, stroking her chin with her left hand, "As the saying goes, if you show courtesy for nothing, you will either commit adultery or steal! He must have a plan!"

For a moment, Ning Rongrong felt a sense of crisis in her heart, fearing that Qing Ling would be snatched away.

Chen Qingling:? ? ?

"what?!"

"Rongrong, what you said is too exaggerated. You just invited me to have a meal, it's not a big deal."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Rongrong grabbed Qing Ling's wrist and whispered softly.

"Qing Ling, you don't understand. You're a few years older than me, and you don't even have this bit of common sense."

"Prince Xue Qinghe must be interested in you!"

"Ah?!" Chen Qingling was even more confused. Is she interested in herself?

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