Clown Douluo of Douluo continent

Xu Mo shook his head. From this, we can see how much Ning Fengzhi loves his little daughter. In her territory, it is not even possible to use the title of sect leader. It is estimated that only the sect leader and the two worshipers can be in person. This weighed on Ning Rongrong.

Xu Mo could only take a deep breath, put his book on Ning Rongrong's desk, and took the bad book from Ning Rongrong's desk.

Ning Rongrong snorted and smashed the book Xu Moxin placed on the table.

"you"

Xu Mo suddenly stood up, and Ning Rongrong naturally did not give up, and stood up and looked up at Xu Mo.

Xu Mo could only keep saying to himself in his heart, "Lead the children, lead the children, don't be angry, don't be angry."

The maid still lowered her head and took the book back and placed it on Xu Mo's table.

"call"

Xu Mo sat back at the desk, reopened the book, and began to read slowly. Ning Rongrong saw that Xu Mo seemed to no longer care about her, holding his head high like a victorious peacock, even if it was his father who found it himself. So what, as long as I am unhappy, I will not give you any face.

Time passed quickly. Xu Mo also finished reading the two books on the desk. After closing the book, he saw the sleepy Ning Rongrong beside him. Although Ning Rongrong didn't like reading, she pretended to be. , at least I didn’t skip class.

"Miss, it's time to learn music."

A maid came slightly forward and gently woke up Ning Rongrong. Ning Rongrong nodded drowsily and soon became energetic. Xu Mo could even see the look of anticipation in her eyes.

Soon, the desks in front of Xu Mo and Ning Rongrong were removed and replaced with musical instruments such as harps.

Seeing the harp, Xu Mo could clearly see the longing in Ning Rongrong's eyes. She seemed to want to play it, but it was too early for Ning Rongrong, who was only nine years old.

Soon, the teacher who taught Ning Rongrong music came. She was a tall beauty, and her etiquette was almost perfect in Xu Mo's opinion.

"Hello, Mr. Xu, my name is Qin Qingqing. I am a lawyer who specializes in teaching young ladies. I graduated from Yuexuan."

Qin Qingqing bowed slightly to Xu Mo and Ning Rongrong, introduced herself, and then began to play the huge harp. It must be said that the harp is indeed very demanding on the human body. If it were played by another woman, This piece of music is probably not as beautiful and pleasing as Qin Qingqing's.

Qin Qingqing's hands were like an extremely precise soul tool constantly moving the jade beads on the jade plate, making the harp make a pleasant sound.

Xu Mo also almost understood why Ning Rongrong liked music so much. Most likely it was because of this teacher Qin Qingqing. After all, he was young and it was normal to admire beautiful and intellectual women.

After playing a song, Qin Qingqing began to teach other instruments. While teaching other instruments, Xu Mo could clearly find that Ning Rongrong's excitement became less and less until it disappeared and she began to feel drowsy. .

It seems that what Ning Rongrong likes is the feeling when Qin Qingqing plays the harp. Although Qin Qingqing is also very good at playing and teaching other instruments, it has to be said that even a layman like Xu Mo can see it. the difference.

Another hour later, Qin Qingqing in front of Xu Mo bowed again and left. Ning Rongrong, who had almost fallen asleep, also became energetic at this time and waved goodbye to Qin Qingqing.

Xu Mo had to say that it was indeed boring. No wonder Ning Rongrong was unwilling to learn. If he were at this age, he would definitely not study seriously. But this is not the reason for Ning Rongrong to be unruly. Learning is learning, and temperament is temperament.

Ning Rongrong naturally did not forget Xu Mo. After making a face at Xu Mo, Ning Rongrong stood up and prepared to leave.

"what"

Xu Mo frowned, what is this little girl planning to do?

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and said:

"After class, other classes are held at noon."

Only then did Xu Mo realize that the morning class was indeed over.

On the other side, Ning Fengzhi, who was sitting on the top floor of the arena, was having a drink with Bone Douluo while listening to the guard's report.

"I told you, that kid is unreliable. Only me and the bitch can let Rongrong study with peace of mind."

Bone Douluo said with a hint of pride, and although Ning Fengzhi had no expression on his face, he was still complaining in his heart, because you two pampered Rongrong like this, Rongrong must pretend to be well-behaved in front of you two. .

Ning Fengzhi had received many complaints from elders in the past few years, saying that Ning Rongrong bullied their children. Ning Fengzhi naturally knew the witch's nickname.

But who said that Ning Fengzhi was a daughter-in-law? He was not willing to blame her, as long as she was well-behaved in front of him.

"Xu Mo, Xu Mo, what will you do next?"

Ning Fengzhi cast his eyes on Ning Rongrong's palace. He hoped that Xu Mo could give him a surprise. If not, Rongrong would have to leave the Qibao Glazed Sect to practice at a certain age.

Experience will change a person.

Xu Mo stood by the pavilion, teasing the carp in the pond with a box of fish food. There was a practice class at noon. What Ning Rongrong wanted to do after the practice class was almost irrelevant to Xu Mo.

However, Xu Mo was still thinking about how to change Ning Rongrong's temper. She was the little princess in the Qibao Glazed Sect, and no one would disobey her orders, especially in this hall.

However, Xu Mo also discovered something different, that is, Ning Rongrong particularly cares about face. Perhaps this is also her pride as a descendant of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

"Are you proud?"

While Xu Mo sprinkled a few grains of food, he began to think about how he could subtly change this spoiled princess.

At noon, Ning Rongrong and Xu Mo sat on the side of the hall, looking at an old man in the middle.

The old man stood on crutches, looked at the two people in front of him with a smile, and said:

"Xu Mo, this is your first time to take my class. You can call me Mr. Luo. I am a sixth-ring soul emperor. I have been my teacher for a long time and have been teaching her for three years."

Xu Mo stood up, bowed slightly and said:

"The disciple's name is Xu Mo. He is 13 years old this year. His martial soul is a straw clown. His soul power is level [-]. He is a first-level soul master in the auxiliary system."

Ning Rongrong next to her had a look of surprise in her eyes. She was already 13 years old, but her soul power talent at level [-] was so low.

Although Mr. Luo already knew Xu Mo's information, he was still a little disappointed.

"Let me see your martial spirit first. Maybe you can find a different path."

Mr. Luo slowly stepped forward and walked in front of Xu Mo. Xu Mo nodded and called out his straw clown. Ning Rongrong was startled at first. After all, this straw clown was still a bit ferocious.

Then Ning Rongrong muttered:

"Can a mere scarecrow practice cultivation? Shouldn't it be a useless martial spirit?"

Xu Mo's expression remained unchanged and he looked at Mr. Luo who was watching the straw clown in front of him attentively. He also wanted to see what advice this Mr. Luo could give him. This was an important matter related to his future.

"In terms of martial arts, there is no doubt that Scarecrow should be a useless martial soul, but looking at your martial soul, it should have been mutated. It has mutated from a useless martial soul into an ordinary martial soul that can be cultivated. You are born What is the level of soul power?”

"This disciple is born with level three soul power."

Xu Mo answered truthfully, and Mr. Luo nodded. It was pretty much what he thought. In this way, Xu Mo spent seven years cultivating from the third level of soul power to the eighteenth level. Yes, his talent is indeed average.

"puff"

Ning Rongrong on the other side was not so polite, and directly made a mocking sound, what is the difference between innate third-level soul power and the useless martial soul?

Ning Rongrong's natural soul power is level nine, which is almost the peak of the auxiliary system, because there is no auxiliary system martial soul with full innate soul power in the mainland.