Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

In the evening, Ning Fengzhi turned his head and glanced at the dim sky outside the window, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Xiaobai and I fell in love at first sight, and we forgot the time as soon as we chatted. It was getting late, but I still have many things that I haven't told you. Woolen cloth."

I'll stop you, you still want to say it! ?

Ling Bai's heart twitched involuntarily. He came to Qibao Glazed Sect in the early morning, but he didn't leave the bookstore all day. In other words, he and Ning Fengzhi chatted all day, and now he felt a little soft.

Not only is it physically draining, but it is also mentally exhausting.

Ning Fengzhi, an old boy, was not an easy man. From time to time during the chat, he would make insidious inquiries about the internal information of Wuhun Palace. Fortunately, Ling Bai was not an ordinary six-year-old child. Otherwise, Ning Fengzhi would have wiped out all his money.

Ning Fengzhi stood up and said gently: "Xiaobai, you have been tired from traveling all the way, and you haven't eaten much today. You just happened to be attending our family banquet, and I will be your uncle to take care of you."

"Family dinner..."

Ling Bai hesitated, this seemed inappropriate.

Ning Fengzhi had lived for many years, and he could see Ling Bai's hesitation at a glance, and said before he refused: "It is said to be a family dinner, but in fact there are only a few people, including your kendo teacher for the next few years. Let’s have a banquet so that you can get to know each other.”

"Sorry to trouble Uncle Ning."

It's better to obey orders than to be respectful. Now that it's all said and done, Ling Bai has no choice but to agree.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Ning Fengzhi's face turned up slightly, and at the same time he looked a little regretful.

This Holy Son of Wuhun Palace was the most difficult child he had ever seen. Even though his speaking skills were far inferior to his own as the sect leader, he made full use of his unique advantages.

That is young age.

Whenever Ning Fengzhi was about to inquire about the secrets of Wuhun Palace, Ling Bai would always look confused. He would ask three questions without knowing anything, and finally manage to answer a few sentences. He also said that three points should be left to seven points, and the key point was absolutely impossible. Not revealing anything.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't force Ling Bai to question him, so he could only chat and find new topics, so at the end of the day, he hardly got much valuable information.

But it doesn't matter, time is still long, Ning Fengzhi is fully confident to get what he wants.

……

As the richest sect in the world, the Qibao Glazed Sect's banquet hall is equally magnificent.

In the banquet hall, there were only three people sitting at the luxurious white jade long table. The exquisite long table was filled with delicacies that ordinary people would not even dare to think of, exuding an appetizing aroma.

The main seat was deliberately left vacant. The owner of this position was naturally Ning Fengzhi. On the left side of the main seat sat a man with white hair and beard, but a face as delicate as a baby. His plain white clothes were held up by his strong body. His head was bulging, and his neat long white hair was draped over his shoulders. His eyes were as sharp as a sword, and his eyebrows were also sword eyebrows. The whole person was as sharp as an unsheathed sword.

The best sword in the world, Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin!

The moment he saw this man, his name popped into Ling Bai's mind.

Is this my future kendo teacher...

Ling Bai secretly clenched his fists.

Sitting on the right side of the main seat is a tall man whose clothes seem to be completely supported by bones. His muscles and skin are very dry, his eye sockets are sunken, and a few sparse white hairs on his head are hanging on his scalp. As ugly as it is, if you saw it at night, you would probably be mistaken for a huge skeleton.

Another of the two major titled Douluo of the Qibao Glazed Sect, known as the best defense in the world, Bone Douluo Gu Rong!

At this time, Bone Douluo did not have the power of Titled Douluo at all. With one hand, he pressed the few white hairs on his head, and with the other hand, he protected the little man standing on his lap who was constantly pulling his hair. , "begging for mercy":

"My Rongrong baby, Grandpa Gu only has this little hair left on his head, please let Grandpa go!"

As he spoke, he kept winking at Sword Douluo opposite him.

Sword, I am in danger!

Ask for help!

However, Sword Douluo who was watching the show not only failed to help Bone Douluo out of the siege, but instead started to fan the flames.

"Come on Rongrong, pull out all of Lao Gu Gu's hair, and Grandpa Jian will give you a big gift!"

As soon as she heard that there was a gift, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but work harder. Bone Douluo was huge. With her height, even if she stood on Bone Douluo's lap, she could barely reach her head. Now she jumped even more.

"Grandpa Jian must keep his word!"

The voice was clear and sweet, like a little angel landing on earth, but he was doing exactly the work of a devil.

Seeing this familiar scene, Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly and shouted: "Okay Rongrong! Get off Grandpa Gu's lap quickly, don't let the guests see the joke!"

"Dad, you are here!"

When the petite girl heard Ning Fengzhi's shout, she immediately jumped down from Bone Douluo's lap and came skipping over.

Ning Fengzhi hurriedly knelt down and took her daughter into her arms. She scratched her nose with her fingers and said, "I bullied Grandpa Gu again today!"

"No!" Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue.

"Hey, is he the guest you mentioned, dad?"

Ning Rongrong discovered Ling Bai, who was pretending to be transparent next to Ning Fengzhi and kept thinking "You can't see me" in his heart.

Ning Fengzhi pulled Ling Bai over and introduced: "Yes, this little brother comes from Wuhun Palace and will stay in the sect to practice for a long time in the future. Rongrong can't bully him!"

Then he turned to Ling Bai and said: "Xiao Bai, this is my daughter Rongrong, who is six years old like you. On both sides of you are the two pillars of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin and Gudou Luo Gurong.”

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo nodded slightly as a greeting.

Ling Bai bowed slightly, "Senior Sword Douluo, Senior Bone Douluo, Rongrong, hello. My name is Ling Bai. Please take good care of me in the future."

"Old Jian, this is your future apprentice. He looks pretty good."

Bone Douluo's lips moved, but he didn't make any sound.

Transmitting sounds into secrets is a simple but practical technique.

Sword Douluo replied: "Well, at the age of six, it is really commendable that he can maintain such a calm attitude in front of us. However, swordsmanship is different from martial arts. Talent and hard work are indispensable. It is too early to draw conclusions about him now. .”

Although they didn't say a word to Ling Bai, from the moment Ling Bai stepped into the dinner hall, the two titled Douluo had already used their mental power to look at Ling Bai from beginning to end.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were talking, while Ning Rongrong seemed to be very interested in Ling Bai. His big bright eyes were scanning Ling Bai's body, like a child finding a new toy.

Then, what Ning Rongrong said suddenly made Ling Bai feel like he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Xiao Bai, you are so good-looking, much prettier than Nie Xin and the others!"