Douluo's Golden Crocodile

Chapter 251 Sword Douluo

The square in front of the Pope's Palace.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, slowly walked out of the majestic Pope's Palace.

The first person has a jade-like crown, a straight nose and a square mouth, elegant and gentle appearance, and a white robe that is spotless.He looks about 40 years old, his eyes are soft, and he looks like an ordinary person no matter how he looks.

However, the soul master team patrolling outside the Pope's Palace saw this person and saluted respectfully, which was enough to see how respectful this middle-aged man was.

The middle-aged man's smooth black hair is scattered behind him, everything looks so casual, without any affectation.

First, he smiled and nodded to these armored guards, then moved his lips slightly, and asked through voice transmission to the thin old man who was one step behind him.

"Uncle Jian, how are you doing?"

The old man's beard and hair are all white, but his face is as delicate as a baby's. Between the opening and closing of his eyes, an extremely sharp aura flashed through his eyes.

"Unfathomable." The old man said four words, and continued after pondering for a moment.

"Fengzhi, back then the Haotian School was forced to retire by the Spirit Hall. These years, under the leadership of the current Pope Bibi Dong, the Spirit Hall has become more powerful than before. It is better for us to make plans early."

Ning Fengzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent in thought.

How could he not have thought about what the pillar of the sect Sword Douluo said.A single Bibi Dong had already made Sword Douluo jealous, and the ones he saw in the Tiandou City auction back then were also not so easy to deal with.

Even as the suzerain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, at this moment, a trace of depression rose in his heart.

But he wasn't overly worried, after all, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was backed by the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, he didn't think the current Spirit Hall would dare to risk the world's public opinion to deal with them.

Ning Fengzhi responded and did not continue this topic.

"Uncle Jian, let's take this girl Rongrong back to the sect first, I'm worried that something will happen in Wuhun City with this girl's temperament."

Thinking of his favorite daughter, he couldn't help showing a look of helplessness.

Sword Douluo stopped with his hands behind his back, dissatisfied.

"Rongrong is still young and loves to play. I can't understand her temperament very well. You just saw Rong Rongrong's playful side, but you didn't see her cute side."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a wry smile, he was very aware of Jian Douluo's doting on his daughter, so he didn't say anything to refute it knowingly.

At this moment, a clear and grievous voice suddenly came from not far away, "Grandpa Jian, someone bullied me, you have to make the decision for Rongrong."

Following the sound, Ning Rongrong threw himself into Sword Douluo's arms like a sucking swallow.

Jian Douluo and Ning Fengzhi were both moved by that pear blossom with rain.

"Rongrong, what happened?" Ning Fengzhi noticed Ning Tian who was following Ning Rongrong with his arms hanging down weakly, his heart shivered, and he quickly mobilized his soul power to carefully examine his daughter's body.

Sword Douluo at the side was even more angry, about to release his martial soul, and led Ning Rongrong to find the place.

The cyan marble floor around him had countless neat cuts at some point.

"I want to see who dares to bully our Rongrong."

But Ning Fengzhi stopped Jian Douluo with his words.

"Uncle Jian, I don't think Rongrong is injured at all, let's figure it out first."

Ning Rongrong left Jian Douluo's arms, blinked her big clear eyes at Ning Fengzhi, and said aggrieved.

"Who says I'm not injured? Dad, look at my wrist, it's all red. Grandpa Jian, look at my father doesn't care about Rongrong anymore."

After finishing speaking, Ning Rongrong also squeezed out a few tears on purpose to make herself act more realistically.

Jian Douluo hurriedly grabbed her wrist with regret, "Good boy, Rongrong, your father doesn't care about you, but Grandpa Jian loves you. Grandpa Jian will vent his anger on you now."

Ning Rongrong raised her head, with tears in her eyes, "Really?"

Jian Douluo said seriously: "Of course it's true, when did your grandpa Jian lie to you?"

But Ning Fengzhi, who had been watching his daughter all the time, found a smile hidden in her eyes.After all, the teenage child still couldn't hide the thoughts in his heart, he believed that Jian Douluo probably also saw it, but he just didn't want to point it out.

Although Jian Douluo said so, he was not as eager as before.

Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly, and looked at Ning Tian and Ning Zhen who were kneeling on one knee not far away.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Ning Tian and Ning Zhen didn't dare to hide anything, they told Ning Fengzhi what happened before with a guilty face.

Of course, it also includes the matter that they and Ning Rongrong took Ning Rongrong out of the city in a carriage without authorization.

"The soul king with matching yellow, purple, black and black soul rings? Doesn't look like he's only sixteen or seventeen years old?" Hearing what Ning Tian said, Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo subconsciously looked at each other.

This kind of genius has already exceeded their cognition, even Tang Hao back then was not so enchanting.

Ning Fengzhi was slightly stunned, and looked at Ning Tian again.

"Did you recognize that person's martial spirit?"

"Returning to the suzerain, that person's martial spirit seems to be of the dark attribute, covered with black scales, the appearance of the martial spirit possessed is somewhat similar to the dragon transformation of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family, but this kind of martial spirit has never been seen by subordinates. I've seen it." Ning Tian said with embarrassment while resisting the severe pain in his arms.

"Dark attribute?" Ning Fengzhi was surprised again.As the suzerain of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, he has a good understanding of all kinds of powerful martial spirits inherited on the mainland, including those hidden sects that have not been born.But he hadn't heard of any family whose inherited martial soul was of the dark attribute.

Could it be a mutated martial spirit?
Ning Rongrong at the side saw that her father wanted to ask something, pouted her mouth unhappily, and started to fan the flames.

"Father, that bastard insulted our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"Rongrong! Girls, don't swear all over your mouth." Looking at his increasingly unruly daughter, Ning Fengzhi frowned tightly.

This is Jian Douluo at the side who couldn't bear to let Ning Rongrong be trained, so he protected her behind him, "Fengzhi, what are you doing, Rongrong is wronged, you don't help him out, why are you scolding her?"

"Uncle Jian, Rongrong is almost spoiled by you and Uncle Gu." Ning Fengzhi gave a wry smile, but Jian Douluo released his martial soul disapprovingly.

"Who said we pampered Rongrong. If we go, we'll know?"

The surface of the body shone with light, a two-meter-long, half-foot-wide quaint giant sword floated in the air, two yellow, two purple, five black, and nine spirit rings emerged from Jian Douluo's feet one after another.This is Sword Douluo's martial soul, known as the most powerful weapon, the martial soul Seven Kill Sword.

The huge sword rose against the wind, Jian Douluo raised his middle finger and index finger together, and flew away from the Pope's Palace with Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong.

After Ning Rongrong's incident, both Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi became very interested in this young man with a special spirit ring ratio.

　There is only one update today, and there is another update that is half written, and I can't finish it.

　　
　
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