Douluo's ghost sword

"Hehe, you little witch, you gave me a lot of surprises this time, and now that you have finally grown up, you know that you are thinking about the sect."

Looking at the pile of weapons and ammunition in front of him, Ning Fengzhi had a gratified smile on his face, looked at Ning Rongrong and said softly.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi's heart was filled with enthusiasm, the daughter's return today brought him too many surprises, let's not talk about the "firearm" which is extremely simple to operate.

But the evolution of the daughter's martial soul has reached the level of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, how important this is to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

"Hmph, of course, I'm not young anymore!"

With the approval of her immediate father, Ning Rongrong's white and tender face was full of smiles, and she hummed softly.

Ning Fengzhi patted his daughter's head, looked at the things on the ground, then looked at Ning Rongrong and continued to ask.

"How many gold coins did you spend on these? Where did you get them? Can you buy some more?"

Ning Fengzhi can definitely be regarded as a wise suzerain, so he can naturally see the benefits of these things to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

However, the number of twenty handles is not too small, but it is not too many compared to the many disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Therefore, he naturally needs to ask Ning Rongrong for information about this item and continue to purchase some.

"I don't know either, he...he doesn't want gold coins, this is for me."

Facing Ning Fengzhi's question, Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, then said softly with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Oh? Him? It seems that I gave you fairy grass before, it seems to be "he" too."

After hearing his daughter's words, Ning Fengzhi also nodded with some inexplicable meaning, and said.

"Ah."

Ning Rongrong hummed lightly, lowered her head slightly, and listened to her father's inquiry, that handsome and perfect figure appeared in her mind, no longer the temperament of being flirtatious and coquettish just now, but inexplicably shy.

Seeing her daughter's abnormal appearance made Ning Fengzhi smile, and continued.

"This "he" should be "Lin Feng". Could it be that he also designed and produced these things?"

"Lin Feng? Does it sound familiar? Could it be?"

After Jian Douluo on the other side heard this, he suddenly remembered that the young man who surprised him he saw in the Wuhun Temple about two years ago seemed to be also called Lin Feng.

While talking, he looked at Ning Fengzhi on the other side, asking if it was the same person.

"Uncle Jian, that's him." Ning Fengzhi nodded.

"Huh? Could it be the young talent of that family? No wonder I hated what your grandpa Jian said just now. It turns out that our little princess already has her own heart."

On the other hand, Bone Douluo has never been to the Spirit Hall, so naturally he doesn't know who this "he" is, but he can roughly see that there seems to be these subtle differences between this "he" and Ning Rongrong. relation.

"Grandpa Bones! Stop talking."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong turned around, faced Bone Douluo's good-natured teasing, slightly shouted, expressing her shy dissatisfaction, then continued to nod and said.

"Well, it's him. These things are indeed designed by him."

"Hehe, it turns out to be like this. I didn't expect that young man to be so outstanding. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head when he heard the words, and sighed with a hint of inexplicable meaning in his tone.

With Ning Fengzhi's eyesight, how could he fail to see that this firearm is simpler and easier to manufacture than the sophisticated small box full of insinuations and other hidden weapons, but its power is not weak at all.

Although this thing can't pose the slightest threat to a strong man like Sword Douluo, it can only cause damage to soul masters of about forty or fifty levels.

However, high-level soul masters are only a minority after all, and the vast majority of soul masters on the mainland have soul power below forty or fifty levels, but this kind of thing can allow ordinary people to quickly possess the ability to threaten the vast majority of soul masters, without any help. Doubt is something that can affect continental patterns.

But this kind of thing is in the hands of a behemoth like Wuhundian...

Shaking his head, clearing his mind of thoughts, he immediately smiled at Ning Rongrong and said.

"Rongrong, I finally came back, after a lot of trouble, you should be tired now, you go to rest, don't tell anyone in the sect about this for now.

Tomorrow, I will go to the academy with you, and meet this young man who made my little princess fall in love with him. "

"Father, what are you doing! If you need anything else, just leave it to me."

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong was afraid that Ning Fengzhi would come to cause trouble for Lin Feng, so she quickly hugged Ning Fengzhi's arm and shook it.

"Hehe, Dad just wants to thank him. After all, he has taken care of our little witch for so long, and even gave him such a big gift. If he doesn't express it, it would be too rude."

Ning Feng Zhi Ning Rongrong looked like this, patted her head, and said with a smile.

"Well, it doesn't have to be like this, anyway... Then Dad, you have to promise me that you must not talk nonsense!"

Ning Rongrong blushed, murmured for a moment, then raised her voice, exhorting Ning Fengzhi.

"Father, don't you worry about what to do?"

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi tapped Ning Rongrong's head with his hand, looked at Ning Rongrong with a sense of blame and said softly.

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong patted her little head, smiled embarrassedly, and immediately waved her little hand, without saying anything more, leaving behind a lively back.

"Sovereign, that young man is from the Spirit Hall, is Rong Rong with him..."

At this moment, seeing Ning Fengzhi looking at Ning Rongrong's back in deep thought, that Sword Douluo also said in a slightly dignified voice.Moreover, Ning Fengzhi also used the word suzerain, which shows that he attaches great importance to this news.

"The young man Rong Rong likes is from the Spirit Hall?"

Hearing that Bone Douluo's complexion also changed slightly, he said in surprise.

"Hehe, Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, don't worry. I have the same spirit in the three sects, but this does not mean that we are enemies with Wuhundian. In a way, Rongrong likes that young man. The Glazed Tile Sect is harmless, and even beneficial."

At this time Ning Fengzhi chuckled and said slowly.

"Oh? Sovereign why is this?" Jian Douluo asked suspiciously.

"Hehe, Uncle Jian, have you forgotten the identity and talent of that young man? Twin martial souls possess extremely strong strength at a young age, and before long, at the core of the Spirit Hall, there must be His seat."

Na Ning Fengzhi shook his head, looked at Jian Douluo and said softly.

On the other side, seeing this, the worried expression on Bone Douluo's face gradually disappeared, and he smiled.

"In other words, Rong Rong and the young man from the Spirit Hall are a perfect match. They are not harmful to my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but are actually very beneficial."

"Well, if that young man has a good heart, if he really likes Rong Rong, then it is indeed the case..." Ning Fengzhi let out a breath, and said slowly.

And Sword Douluo at the side nodded, a hint of understanding appeared on his face, and he agreed.

"So that's the case, haha, then I will accompany the suzerain tomorrow to see the future son-in-law of our sect..."