The Onmyoji of Douluo World

In the center of Qibao City sits a tall Qibao Glazed Tower. On the periphery of the top floor of Qibao Glazed Tower, there are many floating towers similar to guards fixed in mid-air with soul power.

When Kong Jing saw Ning Fengzhi, he was at the top of the Seven Treasures Pagoda.

"My little friend, you came a little late. Feng Zhi thought you would come directly to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect with us."

Ning Fengzhi held a crutch in his hand with a very peaceful smile on his face.

If Kongjing were to comment, Ning Fengzhi's personal charm should be only lower than Bibi Dong's.

Of course, this is based on the comparison between people Kongjing has met.

"Sect Master Ning, I am the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, so I cannot disgrace Wuhun Palace. How can I come to visit the Three Sects without preparing some gifts?"

Kong Jing didn't feel any restraint and sat down directly on the chair.

Hu Liena stood behind him. Although she was also a saint, she became a vassal as soon as the Son appeared.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei sat next to Kong Jing, while Chen Xin sat on a stool on the other side.

After everyone sat down, Ning Fengzhi asked Kong Jing quietly, "His Royal Highness, why do you think of recruiting my daughter?"

It is well known that Ning Fengzhi has a daughter. His daughter is considered a lawless little witch in Qibao City.

Not only because of Ning Fengzhi's favor and the favor of the three young masters, but also because of the favor of the two titled Douluo.

Every time Ning Rongrong made a small mistake, Sword Douluo Chenxin and another Seven Treasure Glazed Sect member, Bone Douluo Gu Rong would come out to protect Ning Rongrong, making it difficult for Ning Fengzhi to punish Ning Rongrong.

Over time, the title of the Little Witch of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect spread in Tiandou City, and it was not impossible for Wuhun Palace to get the news.

"Sect Leader Ning's princess is naturally extremely talented. The boy is building a team with both talent and strength. As an auxiliary soul master, I will naturally think of the number one auxiliary sect today."

Kongjing laughed and said nothing more.

Ning Fengzhi also smiled slightly and skipped the topic.

A group of maids came out and served tea to Kong Jing and others.

After sniffing it carefully, Kong Jing felt that the aroma of this tea was much better than that of Tiandou Royal Academy.

"Your grandpa, how are you doing lately?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Kong Jing and asked with a smile. After he came back, he also investigated Kong Jing thoroughly, and naturally found out that Kong Jing's grandfather was the Tiantong Pen Spirit Master.

"Not bad, the body is very strong."

As Ning Fengzhi turned the topic to Kongjing's grandfather, the chat about daily life began.

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In Qibao City, a girl wearing an exquisite blue gauze dress had a wicked smile on her face. She quietly picked a purple flower that was blooming in the garden and inserted it into her hair.

"Grandpa Bones, do you think Rongrong looks pretty with this?"

She walked around in a circle and happily asked an old man standing at the edge of the garden.

The old man was over two meters tall, with a huge body frame and deep eye sockets, like a walking skeleton.

This image will cause children to cry at night when placed outside, but in the eyes of girls playing among the flowers, it is the most kind image.

Gu Rong's eyes almost melted when she looked at Ning Rongrong who was circling among the flowers.

"Of course my Rongrong is beautiful. If Rongrong likes it, just pick a few more."

Gu Rong patted his chest grandly. Although this flower garden was carefully cultivated by Ning Fengzhi himself, it was not his Gu Rong's flower garden...

"Hehe, thank you Grandpa Bones~"

Ning Rongrong grinned widely, and then she picked one flower here and one there as if she had devil's horns on her head. In a short time, there were about a dozen bright flowers missing from the flower garden.

Looking at the garland that was constantly forming in Ning Rongrong's hands, Gu Rong felt like her heart melted.

He and Sword Dou Luo Chenxin had been fighting and knowing each other all their lives. Neither of them had a family, so he regarded Ning Rongrong as his granddaughter.

Even her three brothers are not easy to deal with Chen Xin and Gu Rong!

"Lord Bone Douluo!"

An inner disciple suddenly ran over panting, his face a little red.

"Sir, the sect leader wants you to go to the living room on the top floor."

Gu Rong frowned. After Ning Fengzhi came back today, he told Gu Rong that he had met the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace and said that the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace would come to visit.

But isn't that old guy Chen Xin already by Feng Zhi's side?

Why are you thinking about letting yourself go?

After thinking for a few seconds, Gu Rong turned around and called Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, Grandpa Bones will go to your father's place first. You can play here by yourself for a while."

"Okay, Grandpa Bones~"

Ning Rongrong stood up on tiptoes obediently and waved her hands to show that she heard.

After Gu Rong took two steps, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and continued to shout to Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, don't go into your father's room today. I heard your Grandpa Jian said that he seems to have got something special and put it in the room. It's very valuable. You don't want to go to your father's collection today."

"Okay, Grandpa Bones, Rongrong understands~"

In the flower garden, Ning Rongrong rolled his eyes and threw the garland in his hand directly onto the rocks aside.

She sat on the stone, dangling her feet in the air...

"Hey, did dad get anything good at the auction? You didn't even tell me~ Huh, bad dad!"

The corners of Ning Rongrong's mouth pursed and her eyes kept rolling.

She raised her head and looked at Gu Rong who had disappeared. She jumped off the stone with a mysterious smile on her lips, put her hands behind her back and staggered towards one direction.

That's her dad's room!

"Hey~ It seems like there aren't any treasures."

In Ning Fengzhi's room, Ning Rongrong pouted and sat on the edge of the bed, her delicate feet dangling constantly, her eyes searching around the room...

Suddenly, her hand seemed to touch something, and Ning Rongrong curiously moved the pillow next to her.

An exquisite small wooden box appeared in front of her.

A proud smile appeared on Ning Rongrong's lips, and she happily picked up the box and opened it.

"What? Just this flower? Is this the treasure that Grandpa Bones said that Dad values ​​​​very much?"

Ning Rongrong pinched the root of Qiluo Tulip with her fingers, put it to her nose and sniffed it gently.

"It doesn't smell that good, either?"

Not feeling any special fragrance, Ning Rongrong took the flowers in her hands and waved them around to see if there would be any special scene.

But except for the strange fact that the petals didn't fall off due to Ning Rongrong's roughness, nothing happened.

Ning Rongrong still refused to give up. She took the flowers and climbed onto the table on the other side of the room, looking at the sunlight again.

"Rongrong~Rongrong, you are not in your father's room, are you?" Bone Douluo's voice came from outside the room, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer.

Ning Rongrong was a little panicked. She was holding the Qiluo Tulip and didn't know where to put it. The small box was a bit far away from her!

slim Shady!

Bone Douluo opened the door and saw a bulging Ning Rongrong and a somewhat messy bed.

"Rongrong, you..."

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