Douluo Continuing The Seven Shrek Monsters' Road to Godhood

Chapter 699--Old Naughty Boy

Ning Fengzhi was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a glass of wine in his hand. He was chattering endlessly. His mood was a little depressed, and he was grumbling a little while speaking. He looked nervous.

In the darkness, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Mi Lan couldn't help but smile as they listened to Ning Fengzhi complaining.

Smiling, Mi Lan looked at Ning Fengzhi, her eyes were filled with mist, and all the past scenes appeared in her mind again, very clearly.

She recalled the day she met Ning Fengzhi forty years ago.

As an auxiliary soul master, Ning Fengzhi and his team were out on a mission and happened to encounter a group of evil soul masters with strong soul power.

The evil soul masters on the mainland have long coveted top martial souls like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. If they could be devoured and refined, the benefits to themselves would be beyond imagination.

Ning Fengzhi, as the possessor of the Qibao Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit with the highest soul power at that time, naturally attracted countless evil spirit masters to the news that he was going out to deliver goods in person. One by one, they rushed with their heads smashed and their skin scraped, trying to win the big treasure Ning Fengzhi.

Moreover, Ning Fengzhi only brought a dozen of the Soul Emperor's attendants with him at that time. At that time, he did not know Sword Douluo or Bone Douluo.

Therefore, he can be considered to be in a mortal situation.

As one can imagine, all the attendants were driven away and killed by the evil soul master with the force of thunder.

But everything was so magical. Just when Ning Fengzhi thought he was certain to die, he suddenly heard a scream.

But he only felt that he was hit in the head by an evil soul master and fainted. He didn't know anything about what happened next.

When she woke up again, she only heard a heroic and charming woman squatting beside him, while she was lying on the ground, her face as pale as paper, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Looking at the bright-eyed woman in front of him, Ning Fengzhi's expression was very friendly, as if he had known her for a long time. This feeling made him feel very strange.

This was what Ning Fengzhi told him personally about how he felt when the two met for the first time.

Mi Lan also had some inexplicable feelings towards him. In the past, she secretly brought the seriously injured Ning Fengzhi into the mountain gate.

She can still clearly recall the funny scene where the latter was so moved that he forced himself to give her money after she gave him acupuncture treatment.

At that time, an inexplicable emotion arose in her heart, and she actually offered to cook something for him. Although she was a woman, she had grown up practicing in Shanmen and knew little about cooking.

Of course, the cooked food was inedible. In the end, I asked my cousin Chen Xin to make a pot of chicken soup.

While Ning Fengzhi was recuperating from his injuries, the two fell in love so passionately. Without any warning, their fate was sealed invisibly.

At this moment, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were thinking after listening to Ning Fengzhi talking to himself:

It seems that you have been really busy recently, and you have to let us help you with your dreams. Don’t you know that you were killed by a god and you didn’t even have a soul? Tell us how to help you dream. But you still have a conscience and know that life is enough, so come and accompany us...

While the thoughts of the three of them were wandering, Ning Fengzhi was still murmuring to himself: "Come Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, and my wife! The four of us have another drink. This drink will wish Rongrong and Xiao Ao that when they return, they will be more powerful." Go up a floor.”

Ning Fengzhi sprinkled half of the wine on the ground and drank half of it himself.

After saying something casually to himself, Ning Fengzhi stood up.

"Okay, Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, and my wife! I'll see you tomorrow. I still have the training of the sect's children to manage! In the past, without my wife Mi Lan, the sect was already very busy. Now there are so few Uncle Jian and Uncle Bone. Alas...it's useless to sigh long and short, our lives are miserable! Rongrong and Xiao Ao can't help much. We really don't have time to accompany you, so let's go first."

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo snickered in the dark, and the idea of ​​teasing Ning Fengzhi arose in their hearts.

Sword Douluo was deep in thought. Seeing that Ning Fengzhi was about to walk out, he lowered his voice and said, "Are you really so busy? Do you need help?"

Ning Fengzhi reacted completely subconsciously and said, "Of course!"

As soon as the words came out, the expression on his face froze, it was such a familiar voice. He turned around suddenly, his eyes fixed on Sword Douluo's spirit card, "Who? Uncle Jian, is it you... did you appear?"

Ning Fengzhi felt that this voice was very similar to Uncle Jian's voice, so it was slightly hoarse.

You're a very clever boy. You recognized it so quickly? That's a joke, I won't let you take it easy... Sword Douluo controlled the sound to come out of his spirit card.

"Yes! It was indeed me who appeared. Because I was very angry. Do you know why?"

"Hahaha... The spirit has appeared. The spirit has appeared. I won't care about that sect for now. I really don't know what the boy did wrong? I've made you so angry."

After laughing, Ning Fengzhi also lowered his voice and acted much more restrained.

Sword Douluo said again: "You heartless person, we have been dead for such a long time, but your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. I think you have been acting just now, and you have no respect for us. It really makes our souls in the underworld It’s hard to rest in peace, so you haven’t been reincarnated so far, and you remain lost in the human world. We are very disappointed in you, very disappointed. Ning Fengzhi! Look at your youthful face now, and you are younger than when we were alive. It really chills the hearts of my two elders. ! Even if you don’t grow old overnight because of our death, you should be almost the same as before! It’s better now, even you are almost level ninety-nine, how can we rest in peace. Today, Old Bones and I are going to punish you well , I will punish you severely, do you know your crime?"

The Bone Douluo next to him also released his voice from the spirit tablet, and shouted: "Ning Fengzhi! We have been unable to close our eyes for a long time under the Nine Springs. The judge has been unwilling to let us reincarnate. We need to dissolve the ice in our hearts!"

"Ah!" Ning Fengzhi knelt on the ground with a plop, and said with great shame: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone! It's the boy Ning Fengzhi who is sorry for you and makes you unable to be reincarnated. But I respect you no less. There must be no falsehood.”

In the darkness, Sword Douluo nudged Mi Lan with his elbow, "Cousin! Do you want to play too?"

Mi Lan touched her forehead with her hand and felt helpless towards the two old naughty boys. She said in a fit of laughter and tears, "No! I'm not as free as you."

Sword Douluo sighed regretfully and replied to Ning Fengzhi: "Then how did your cultivation level improve so quickly?"

"Uncle Jian, are your demands too high? You can't even practice cultivation. Now the Seven Monsters, Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, and the Vulcan Dragon and Hai Bing'er are all gods. What's more terrifying is that I secretly say , there is also a senior Zou Qi, whose strength is not even comparable to that of Xiao San. With their help, I really want to practice slower, but it doesn’t work.”

Mi Lan smiled brightly when she heard Jiaoyan, but she was speechless in her heart, "You two bitches! My Aning provoked you, and you still have such a big deal."

After hearing Ning Fengzhi's pitiful explanation, Sword Douluo softened his tone and said, "I hope that's the case. Okay, isn't your sect busy with something? Do you need our help?"

"Of course I need it. Hey! No, um, if you don't... how can you help me? Could it be that you are also like the great-grandfather of Xiaosan, who was given to you by Senior Zou Qi... Impossible, impossible!" Ning Fengzhi directly put his hands on the ground, his waist Also scared.

Tang Chen is also alive? ! But when they thought about it, what’s so surprising about this?

Sword Douluo said: "What can't you do? Do you want to help? If you want to help, just give us some compliments and tell us how painful your life was after we died. Did you cry? Did you have a mental breakdown? Or even... You have thought about committing suicide to accompany us or something... talk about it carefully, and if we are satisfied with what you heard, it will naturally come out completely and help you."

Sword Douluo said in a very relaxed and happy tone, and he also sighed in his heart that Ning Fengzhi had a bright mind. He had already guessed that he had been resurrected by Senior Zou Qi, but he was probably not very sure yet, so Sword Douluo was not prepared. Let go of this last opportunity to tease Ning Fengzhi.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi already knew that he was most likely being tricked. Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu were probably resurrected and were joking with him now!

So he was tempted and pretended to be very confident and said: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone! Ouch! You two, stop playing with me. Since you have been resurrected by Senior Zou Qi, come out quickly and follow me. What's the fuss about?"

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo in the dark just wanted to tease Ning Fengzhi, but now? Now that they were discovered, the two of them had no choice but to sigh, and then their bodies twisted and appeared in front of Ning Fengzhi.

The latter was completely stunned. Just now, he was actually not sure whether Uncle Jian and Uncle Bone were resurrected.

Now it seems that two big living people appeared in front of him. He was at a loss for a moment. He was stunned on the spot, his voice was trembling: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone! It's really you! I, Ning Fengzhi, lived in my previous life. What kind of blessings have you cultivated? Not only will your descendants become gods, but they will also allow me to see you again."

"Can it still be false?" Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo replied at the same time without staring, resentful of being exposed on the spot.

This scene made Mi Lan, who was still in the dark, almost laugh out loud.

Ning Fengzhi straightened himself up again, got up from the ground, rushed towards Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo who looked disgusted, and embraced the two of them affectionately into his arms.

Ning Fengzhi cried like a child, crying with snot and tears, as loud as she wanted, so miserable.

Mi Lan found that Ning Fengzhi was still the same as before when they first met, crying easily and always needing the protection and care of a strong person.

However, he has been alone all these years, so he must have suffered a lot of grievances!

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo patted Ning Fengzhi's back, comforting him meticulously like a parent coaxing a child.

It seems that Ning Fengzhi has suffered a lot of grievances over the years. He used to be a crybaby, but when he became a father, he had to take responsibility, so he never cried again. After so many tragedies, he must have Have you suppressed yourself for thirty years?

It's okay to let him have a good cry today.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Ning Fengzhi's body gradually stopped shaking and her sobs slowly disappeared.

At this moment, Sword Douluo said without amusement: "Okay, Ning Fengzhi! We are back, and we will help you share the burden in the future. Let go! How unbecoming is it for you, a majestic sect leader, to hold two of us men in your arms!"

Bone Douluo also smiled and said: "You, you! It's not a big deal. Just think that we are just going out to do errands. It's troublesome and took more than seven years. So don't cry. We didn't lose anything. If you don't believe me, just take a look. Our cultivation level is still much higher than yours, and you will be trampled under our feet for the rest of your life, hehehe..."

Ning Fengzhi made a humming sound as the two laughed. After wiping away his tears, he slowly let go of the two of them, carefully explored their soul power, and exclaimed: "Uncle Bone, Uncle Jian! You two... you two You're not at level ninety-nine, are you? I can't see through you at all, I just feel that you are unusually powerful."

The two of them did not hide, and nodded simply.

Bone Douluo continued: "You're not bad either! Come on, show us how the sect is developing now? We were in a hurry when we came in before and didn't look carefully!"

"Okay..." Ning Fengzhi's voice stopped abruptly.

"Wait a minute!" Sword Douluo interrupted Ning Fengzhi urgently, looked at Bone Douluo, and said through a message: "Did you forget something important?"

Bone Douluo patted his head and said, "Look at me!"

Then he quickly turned to Ning Fengzhi and said, "You must hold on to it later! Definitely!"

Ning Fengzhi was confused and confused, unable to understand the profound meaning of these words.

But Sword Douluo had already made a move at this time. He clapped his hands and whispered: "Cousin! Come out too!"

(End of this chapter)