Douluo: Don’t be a licker

Song Wuxin looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "The name of Guihun is famous all over the world, do you think I am the master of Guihun?"

Ning Fengzhi became a little surprised and uncertain for a while.

"One thing I want to remind you is that I am eighteen this year."

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Nonsence!

Are you eighteen?

When I first met you more than ten years ago, you did look eighteen.

It's been more than ten years since we met again today. Are you still eighteen?

You shameless old man!

I seriously doubt now, is your real age older than me?

"Haha, Mr. Song is eternally young, so congratulations..."

This is a smile against my will.

"Why don't you see that little girl Rongrong?"

Ning Fengzhi's heart suddenly tightened, "How do you know it's a girl and not a boy?"

Hey, what is this?

Song Wuxin suddenly found a piece of wood on a shelf.

Reached out and knocked twice, it was very hard.

Go ahead, break off a section and hold it in your hand to look at it carefully.

It’s actually concentric wood!

And the age is at least 50,000 years old.

"Prodigal son!"

"Bastard!"

Ning Fengzhi was stunned.

Concentric wood can only be formed under the conditions of the right time and place at the same time.

After all, lightning with 100,000 volts is not always available.

Spirit veins are needed!

The probability of one in a hundred billion can give birth to a concentric tree among ordinary trees.

This is one of the best materials for formation!

After searching most of the continent, Song Wuxin was almost desperate.

Unexpectedly...

Qibao Glazed Sect is actually used as a storage rack!

"Bastard!"

He cursed again.

Ning Fengzhi saw that he didn't answer his own question, but walked around the storage shelf instead, with a look of pity on his face, and was about to ask.

His face suddenly froze.

I saw Song Wuxin ping-pong-pong overturned many priceless treasures on the storage rack and threw them on the ground.

"Hey! My purple coral...is worth a thousand gold soul coins!"

"That's my Linglong Pearl, bought with gold soul coins..."

"mine……"

Seeing many treasures shattered on the ground, Ning Fengzhi felt that his heart was also broken.

Although he is the master of a sect, he can't be so prodigal.

Helpless in my heart, I could only curse in a low voice: "You prodigal son!"

Song Wuxin turned around, "What did you just say?"

"Ah! It's nothing, I mean, Mr. Song has something he likes, just take it, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not... poor... money..."

Ping ping pong pong, another crackling sound.

After flipping all the things on it to the ground without a trace of damage, Song Wuxin was very happy looking at this storage shelf.

It really is concentric wood!

Now only [Xuanyuzao] and [Thousand Machine Stone] are missing, and all the materials are gathered.

The Binghuo Liangyiyan can also be moved into the exquisite small world.

The Qibao Glazed Sect is indeed a large sect that has been passed down for thousands of years.

But these guys don't know what to do!

Otherwise, in the original book, the many immortal medicines in the eyes of ice and fire, would not have finally fallen into Tang San's hands.

Dugu Bo is basically guarding the treasure without knowing it.

"Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School should have a secret room or something like that?"

Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth to speak.

"Forget it, I'll find it myself!"

Blood Demonic Eyes, open!

Between the eyebrows, a bloody eye suddenly appeared.

The other two eyes were closed, and the blood evil eyes were opened alone.

call!

Ning Fengzhi was dripping with cold sweat and knelt down on one knee.

Trembling all over.

"This eye is so powerful!"

He seemed to hear his own teeth chattering.

found it!

After scanning the entire Qibao Glazed Sect, Song Wuxin finally found the secret room.

A flicker, the figure disappeared in place.

After a while, Ning Fengzhi stood up from the ground dripping with sweat.

Looking at the sect leader's seat above, he remained silent for a long time.

"It'll be fine..."

A pair of jade hands gently put a robe on him.

Wipe the sweat off his brow with a handkerchief.

"Xiangxiang, are you okay? That's great!"

Ning Fengzhi hugged his lover tightly in his arms.

The woman was wearing a long purple dress with a ruby ​​earring on her ear.

The age is similar to Ning Fengzhi.

Although both of them are already old, they both look like they are in their thirties.

Maybe it's because both of them are auxiliary martial souls.

Very well maintained!

"What about the rest?"

"The others have been poisoned and are still in a coma. Now they are all gathered in the martial arts hall. There is no fear of their lives for the time being."

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi nodded and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Fengzhi, I seemed to have seen Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace just now."

Ning Fengzhi was stunned, "Did you see it too? I thought I was under some illusion just now, it was an illusion..."

"Fengzhi, tell me, why is she here?"

"how could I know!"

You ask me, who do I ask?

Women have long hair but short knowledge, so they ask questions that I don't know.

"She seems to be cooking in the cafeteria. Tell me, can she really cook, a dignified generation of queen? Will it taste bad?"

I said you're a bastard!

Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is now facing the danger of extinction, you don't care about this, you care about whether people cook well...

You said, what kind of teammates are these?

Ning Fengzhi shut himself up.

"Xiangxiang, you first arrange for someone to clean up the best guest rooms, and you must arrange the best in all aspects."

"Well, I'll go now."

After walking a few steps, she fell back again.

"what happened?"

"The whole sect, everyone is in a coma, where can I find people?"

Ning Fengzhi pointed to the outside of the hall, "There are three hundred panting people outside. Remember, it must be properly arranged, preferably in a quiet and separate courtyard."

"I know, let's do it now!"

After a while, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo walked in.

Jian Douluo: "Sect Master, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, there is something I need to ask you to do it yourself."

Sword Douluo: "What's the matter?"

"The manpower on the mountain is limited right now, so there are some things that I have to ask you two to do in person."

Bone Douluo: "Just tell me, what's the matter?"

"The Qibao Glazed Sect has encountered changes now. The situation is not good. Everything is full of unknowns. In order to prevent problems before they happen, the two of you will go down to the mountain to make arrangements in person. Try to block the news and prevent the accidents on the mountain from spreading."

The two looked at each other, "But, if we all leave..."

"Don't worry, although that person is ruthless and murderous without blinking an eye, he is not heinous.

If he really wanted to destroy my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he would have done so long ago, and...

From a certain point of view, he and our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are still somewhat predestined. "

Jian Douluo frowned, "But, will he let us go down the mountain?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled confidently, and said: "I think, the powerful divine sense from before should not lock you in now, right?"

The two nodded, understood, and flew out of the palace.

Ning Fengzhi glanced at the debris all over the floor, and his heart ached.

Suddenly remembered something, his face changed, and Sa Yazi started to run to the secret room.

now.

foot of the mountain.

A little girl in red is carrying a hill on her back and is sweating profusely while climbing.