Douluo: My soul rings are all elves

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted, looked at Tang San and said:

"Could it be that you made these two hidden weapons?"

Tang San nodded.

There was a hint of thought in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Young man, I wonder if this thing of yours can be produced on a large scale? If so, I hope to buy it directly from you.

Of course, the price will definitely not be as high as today, but it should satisfy you. "

Tang San said with some surprise:

"You want to buy silent sleeve arrows and innuendos in bulk?"

The middle-aged man nodded.

"Do you think I'm joking? If you two children are interested, I can take you to my sect to have a look."

Tang San shook his head and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, but we have other things to do. If we meet again by chance, let's go."

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment. She had a good impression of this middle-aged man. She didn't understand why Tang San would choose to leave so quickly, but she naturally wouldn't question Tang San's decision.

The middle-aged man did not stop him and said with a smile:

"You are right. We will definitely meet again if we are destined to meet you. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Tang San returned the favor with a smile.

"So are we."

Watching the three people walking out of the room, the middle-aged man touched the sleeve arrows on his wrists and said with some regret:

"It's a pity that the power of these two weapons is still a little small, but the potential of these three children is really good."

At this time, the door to the room opened quietly, and a person walked in from the outside.

"Sovereign, we should go back."

It was an old man, wearing a snow-white robe, with long silver hair combed neatly behind his back, with a simple appearance, his eyes were not fully opened, but slightly closed, but his gestures gave off a very special feeling.

If the aura of a middle-aged man is soft, then this old man's aura should be described as sharp, deadly sharp.

The middle-aged man nodded.

"It's time to go back, Uncle Jian, let's go."

Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

Ning Rongrong was sitting on the sofa in the hall, shaking her slender legs constantly, her red lips were so red that she could almost hang a soy sauce bottle.

It took most of the day after she came back, but her father was nowhere to be seen, and the excitement in her heart gradually faded.

Opposite Ning Rongrong, an old man with a withered face was slowly sipping tea. Although he was sitting there, his figure was still surprising.

He is not the kind of muscular body with extremely swollen muscles, but the whole body skeleton is surprisingly large.

The already very spacious sofa made him sit on it, and it was obviously much smaller.

The clothes seemed to be fully supported by skeletons, the muscles and skin were shriveled, and the eye sockets were sunken. If it was seen at night, it would look like a huge skeleton.

A few sparse white hairs hung on the scalp, which was as ugly as it could be.

"My little princess, don't be angry. Your father will probably be back soon."

The withered old man put down his teacup and said to Ning Rongrong.

His voice was very hoarse, like leaves blown by the wind, and it sounded extremely uncomfortable.

Ning Rongrong jumped off the sofa and ran to sit on the withered old man's lap. Compared with the old man with a huge frame, she was as fair and beautiful as a doll. She raised her hand and grabbed the white hair on the withered old man's head. He said in a coquettish and arrogant tone:

"I don't care. I've been away for so long, but my father is not here when I finally come back. He avoided me on purpose, right? Grandpa Bones, you have to make the decision for me."

The withered skin on the face of the withered old man twitched, and he said somewhat dumbfounded

: "My little princess, please stop tossing these withered grass on your Grandpa Bones' head, otherwise, I will really become bald and even be teased by that bitch of your Grandpa Jian.

You let me make the decision for you, what should I do? Is there anyone else in the sect who can offend you? "

Ning Rongrong thought for a while and said:

"That's true, huh, no matter what. Anyway, when dad comes back, I must ask him to give me something good so that I can calm down. Grandpa Bones, you have to speak for me."

The withered old man was forced to nod repeatedly because of the stumps of hair on his head.

If someone from the outside soul master world saw him like this, I don't know how shocked they would be.

Known as the most mysterious among the titled Douluo, the Bone Douluo could actually be made like this by a little girl. I'm afraid no one would believe it.

"I knew Grandpa Bones was the best."

Ning Rongrong didn't seem to think there was anything ugly about the old man in front of him. She kissed him hard on the face and then jumped off his lap.

Looking at the lively Ning Rongrong, Bone Douluo's eyes showed a hint of warm doting.

It could be said that he had watched Ning Rongrong grow up, and the spoiled character of this little witch since childhood was almost cultivated by him and Ning Rongrong's other Grandpa Jian.

"I heard that our little witch is back? Where is she? Rongrong, come out quickly and let dad have a look."

At this moment, the rescuer finally arrived.

Hearing this voice, Ning Rongrong first excitedly wanted to go up, but immediately realized that she was still angry, and hurriedly put on a straight face and turned around, with her back facing the direction of the door.

Bone Douluo on the sofa was amused by that delicate look.

An elegant middle-aged man walked into the hall accompanied by an old man in white.

If Qian Bing and the others were here at this time, they would definitely recognize that the person in front of them was the bidder they met at the auction house before, who even Prince Snow Star did not dare to provoke.

And this person is also Ning Rongrong's father, Ning Fengzhi, the master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the number one assistant soul master in the mainland.

Ning Fengzhi saw her daughter at a glance and strode up quickly.

"Girl, why are you turning your back to daddy? It's been almost a year, daddy misses you so much!"

Ning Rongrong turned around fiercely.

"Miss me? That's weird, you wish I wasn't at home."

Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter's swollen look, and couldn't help feeling pity in his heart. He first sat down on the sofa, and stretched out his arms to hug her.

Who knew, but Ning Rongrong turned around and avoided it.

Without hugging his daughter, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help being surprised. Although he is an auxiliary system soul master, his huge soul power of more than 70 levels has also greatly transformed his body, much stronger than ordinary people.

Ning Rongrong inherited his martial spirit, which is also an auxiliary type. Although he just hugged him casually at this time, his speed was not slow, and his daughter could easily dodge him.

Ning Rongrong didn't know that his father was surprised, so he ran directly towards the old man in white and threw himself into his arms.

"Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Jian, I miss you so much, wuwu..."

After reuniting with her relatives after a long absence, Ning Rongrong was still a little girl after all, so excited, she burst into tears.

The old man in white hurriedly hugged her little body with regret.

"Good boy, my little baby, you are back. Grandpa Jian misses you too! I miss you so much."

Ning Rongrong raised her head.

"Really?"

The old man in white said seriously:

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, ask your Grandpa Bones."

Ning Rongrong blinked her big, clear eyes.

"But, just now Grandpa Bones told me that he thinks a little more than you think about me."

"He farted."

The old man in white didn't give the haggard old man any face.

"Obviously I miss you more."

"You're the one farting."

The withered old man suddenly stood up from the sofa. His terrifying height was nearly two and a half meters tall. Coupled with his hoarse voice, he looked even more terrifying.

"Aren't you convinced? Let's go and find a place to fight."

The old man in white puffed up his chest and stared at the opponent without fear.

"Okay, okay. Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, you have been fighting for your whole life. Rongrong just came back, so let's forget it for today."

Ning Fengzhi looked helplessly at the two old men in front of him.

"Humph."

The old man in white and the haggard old man snorted almost at the same time. Neither looked at the other, their eyes fell on Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong's big eyes rolled around and said:

"I have a way to prove which of the two grandpas miss me more."

Ning Fengzhi slapped her forehead and thought to herself, the little witch is a little witch after all, and the house became lively as soon as she came back. She couldn't help but say:

"Rongrong, don't talk nonsense."

Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue at her father. She was obviously not afraid of this father at all, otherwise she wouldn't have the title of little witch.

"You don't even miss me, why don't you let the two grandfathers miss me! They came all the way back, but you were not at home.

Grandpas, let's do this. You both give Rong Rong a gift. Whoever's gift Rong Rong likes more will be the one who wants Rong Rong to think more. "

"Uh……"

The two old men looked at each other and thought at the same time, why is this move happening again.

Ning Fengzhi held back his laughter and said:

"Okay Rongrong, come here quickly and let dad take a look. Who said dad doesn't miss you? Dad has prepared a gift for you.

If you don't obey me, the gift will be gone. "

"Gift? What is it?"

Upon hearing the word "gift", Ning Rongrong's interest was obviously aroused and she ran to her father in three or two steps.

Ning Fengzhi calmly raised his hand to hug his daughter, but who knew that Ning Rongrong turned around again and easily dodged his hand, and pouted and said:

"Bring me the gift first, otherwise I won't give you a hug."

This time, it wasn't just Ning Fengzhi who was surprised, the two old men also looked at each other in surprise.

Due to the particularity of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, even Title Douluo couldn't tell how much her soul power was.

Ning Fengzhi was moved in her heart and asked:

"Rongrong, first tell dad what level your soul power is. If you make progress, dad can give you a gift."

Upon hearing his father ask about his soul power, Ning Rongrong suddenly became proud.

"Dad, my qualifications are much better than yours. I haven't been lazy this year. I haven't grown much in soul power, so I've only grown by ten levels."

"So few, Rongrong, you have to work hard. Wait, how much do you say?"

Ning Fengzhi was too familiar with his daughter. Ever since she was a child, what Ning Rongrong hated most was cultivation. Although she was very talented, she was always forced to practice for a while, and she had to have various benefits in exchange.

When he realized that Ning Rongrong was talking about level ten, his face was already full of disbelief.

Ning Rongrong blinked her big eyes, looking at her father innocently.

"I said level ten! It's indeed a little less, but I will try my best."

Ning Fengzhi's voice changed slightly.

"Level 27? You were at level 37 when you left. So, now you're at level [-]? You wouldn't lie to dad, would you?"

Ning Rongrong said:

"Bad dad, don't believe me. Although Rongrong has been naughty before, he never lies. If you don't believe me, let the two grandpas see it."

While speaking, she ran directly to the old man in white and stretched out her little hand.

The old man in white held Ning Rongrong's hand. After a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Fengzhi, yes, this girl's soul power has reached level 37, which is really incredible.

I have never heard of anyone who can increase his soul power by ten levels in one year, not even the kid who was known as the youngest titled Douluo.

Could it be that our Rongrong is really a genius?That Shrek Academy is still so powerful. "

Ning Rongrong said curiously:

"Grandpa Jian, how did you know that I went to Shrek Academy?"

The old man in white smiled and said:

"How could you not know? You are our darling, and your whereabouts are always under the control of your father."

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi's face had become serious. He and the two family guests in front of him could not be more clear about the cultivation process of a soul master.

If a soul master wants to improve his cultivation, he must move forward steadily. Once he is too impatient, his life will be in danger immediately.

And in the world of soul masters, there is also an evil cultivation method, which is to exchange one's own vitality in exchange for faster improvement of strength.

He never wanted his daughter to be taught this kind of cultivation method at Shrek Academy.

If so...

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes showed a murderous look.

The white-clothed old man and the haggard old man obviously thought of this possibility, and their faces darkened at the same time.

Ning Rongrong looked at the two grandfathers in front of her, then at her father, and said inexplicably:

"What's wrong with you? Why aren't you talking?"

Ning Fengzhi stood up and walked to her daughter.

"Rong Rong, please immediately tell me everything you have learned during your training at Shrek Academy this year. You cannot omit anything. I want to know why you can improve so quickly."

If my daughter really practiced that evil method, it would only last for a year after all.

As a leader of auxiliary soul masters, there might be a way to save him.

Ning Rongrong looked at her father inexplicably.

"Dad, are you okay? You said I'm lazy because I don't practice well. I've improved my soul power so much now. Why are you nervous again?"

Ning Fengzhi said seriously:

"I'm afraid that you will go astray. Dad is not joking with you. Please tell me your cultivation process as soon as possible."

Although Ning Rongrong was not afraid of her father, she was still afraid when Ning Fengzhi got serious.

"When I sneaked into Shrek Academy and joined the academy, I realized that I was actually the weakest one..."

At the moment, Ning Rongrong began to talk about his training process in Shrek Academy, starting from when he entered Shrek Academy. He also briefly described the other Shrek students.