Douluo's ghost sword

Ning Rongrong led the way, leading Lin Feng around Tiandou City, and soon came to an antique teahouse.

The scale of the teahouse does not seem very large, only three floors, and the decoration is antique. At this time, there are only a few or two guests in the teahouse, and they seem very close.

Immediately Ning Rongrong looked around, and pulled Lin Feng to the innermost private seat on the second floor, pushed open the folding screen, and Ning Rongrong led Lin Feng in.

There were two people in the room. Hearing the sound of the two coming, they had already started to fight from their seats. One was an old man in spotless white clothes and silver hair combed very neatly.

And the other one was wearing a white robe, with a straight nose and a square mouth, with an elegant and gentle appearance, who looked about 40 years old, and looked at Lin Feng with soft eyes.

"Father, Grandpa Jian, I brought him here. Say what you want to say, we will have a big meal together later!"

After seeing these two people, Ning Rongrong said with a sweet smile on his face, although Ning Rongrong's main purpose before was to call Lin Feng here, but in fact, it is very important for him to have a big dinner alone with Lin Feng. , she also has a bit of heart.

"Hehe, why don't you invite Dad to go with you?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter and smiled softly.

"Didn't I have dinner with you and Dad yesterday?" Ning Rongrong muttered softly.

Ning Fengzhi smiled, and quickly looked at the handsome young man in front of him, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Although he is not the kind of person who judges people by their appearance, sometimes a good skin can really make people feel good at first sight.

"Hehe, the longer he grows, the more handsome he is. Do you remember me?"

Ning Fengzhi walked up to Lin Feng in a few steps, patted Lin Feng's shoulder, and said in a friendly tone.

"Uncle Ning once came to Wuhundian. Although he only met him once from a distance, he was deeply impressed. Naturally, he remembered it."

Lin Feng also had a smile on his face, and after bowing slightly, he said softly.

As for Ning Fengzhi's title, Lin Feng thought about it on the way here. With the relationship between himself and Ning Rongrong, calling Ning Sect Master Ning was too natural, and calling Ning Fengzhi father-in-law was too ridiculous. After thinking about it, Uncle Ning is still the most appropriate title.

After seeing her father and Lin Feng greet each other harmoniously, Ning Rongrong also felt relieved, and sat at the wooden table with melons and fruits, looking at the two of them.

"This senior should be the famous Sword Douluo. I'm under Lin Feng, and I've seen him before."

At this moment, after Lin Feng greeted Ning Fengzhi, he looked at the silver-haired and white-clothed old man behind Ning Fengzhi, cupped his fists, and said.

At the same time, he remembered what Ning Rongrong said before, this Sword Douluo once had the idea of ​​wanting to fight him, and he murmured to himself.

"Is that invisible fierceness the sword intent? It's so strong! If you fight him, I think you'll be killed with a single blow..."

It was also the first time for Lin Feng to come into close contact with a strong man of this level, and his keen five senses also allowed him to roughly feel the strength of the old man in white in front of him.

And after seeing Lin Feng's words, a smile appeared on the plain pale face of this Sword Douluo, he nodded at Lin Feng and said.

"That's right, that's right. You have sword intent at this age, and you can completely restrain the sword intent. In terms of "sword", you are much more talented than me."

Seeing that although he had visited the Wuhun Hall two years ago, he felt that Lin Feng had sword intent, but at the beginning, he had no close contact with him, and he had never seen Lin Feng's sword weapon, Wuhun, so it was just a guess.

But now seeing that Lin Feng seemed to be able to perceive his sword intent, he instantly confirmed his previous guess.

Although he is a level 96 Titled Douluo, his swordsmanship is superb, but because the sword intent is too aggressive, even if the sword intent is restrained, there will be a slight sword intent radiating from the whole body.

This sword intent is extremely thin, except for those who also have sword intent can detect it, the rest of the people, no matter how powerful they are, can't see it.

In an instant, this discovery made the Sword Douluo Chen heart full of affection for Lin Feng in an instant, and he wanted to pat Ning Fengzhi on the shoulder and say something to him.

"There is no need to test his character. With sword intent, he is definitely a dragon and phoenix among people. His character is trustworthy. Our Rongrong can entrust him directly."

After all, how could a young man with such a tall martial spirit as a sword, and a high level of swordsmanship and sword intent, be a bad person?

For a young man like Lin Feng, this Sword Douluo has a strong sense of identity.

"Hehe, don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it."

There was a forced smile on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. Although it was a compliment, it didn't sound right to Lin Feng's ears.

What do you mean, the talent in "cheapness" is far better than him...

"I don't know what's the matter with Uncle Ning coming here?"

Lin Feng clasped his fists together, looked at the two people sitting on the wooden chair in front of him again, and sat directly opposite, looking at the helm of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and asked.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, took a sip of the green tea that was emitting white smoke, immediately put down the cup of tea, crossed his hands, and said slowly.

"I came here, first of all, to thank you for taking care of my little witch. She is usually a little naughty at home, and she is not afraid of the sky and the earth. It must have caused a lot of trouble."

"father!"

Hearing her father call her "little witch", Ning Rongrong also put down the melon seeds in her hand, blushed slightly, and let out a dissatisfied cry.

Although she was in the sect before, she didn't think it was a big deal for this title.

But now that her father mentions it in front of her sweetheart, it really is a bit embarrassing for her.

"Uh, if you want to talk about business, just talk about business, what are you talking about..."

Lin Feng complained secretly in his heart, but still nodded with a smile, glanced at Ning Rongrong, and said softly.

"Hehe, Rongrong was just a little more lively and detached, and didn't cause me any trouble, on the contrary, she helped me a lot."

"Hee hee, she has grown up and is no longer a little witch."

After hearing Lin Feng's words, Ning Rongrong grinned, hugged Lin Feng's arm, and hummed to her father. At the same time, she secretly made a decision in her heart that she would definitely change the name "Little Witch" when she went back. .

"It's good when you grow up, hehe, then please take care of my precious daughter from now on."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the intimacy of the young man and woman opposite, and there was a hint of relief in his eyes, then he looked at the two with deep meaning and said.

Regarding Ning Fengzhi's "blatant" behavior of entrusting his daughter, Lin Feng did not expect it. He touched his nose, looked at the blushing girl beside him who was also looking at him, looked at each other, nodded, and said .

"Well, I won't let her get hurt a little bit."