Legend of sword and shield of Douluo

Three years later………

At this time, Ning Rongrong and Chen Song were hiding on the roof of a house.

"Report on Grandpa Jian's situation."

"Report, my grandfather is practicing swordsmanship."

"Report on Grandpa Bones' situation"

"The report doesn't know."

"What, I don't know? Forget it, it's harmless, my father is presiding over the martial arts awakening today. As far as I know, this is the best time for us to sneak out!"

"How about we sneak out in two days? There have been many people in the sect in the past two days, which is not good."

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? If something happens, my sister will protect you!"

This conversation was exactly between Ning Rongrong and Chensong.

This was the 11th time that the two of them had conspired to leave the sect and go out to play. Chensong had always refused the previous few times, but after a long time, they realized that although the sect was safe, it was really boring.

As the saying goes, eating too much delicacies from mountains and seas will make you tired, and eating too much chicken will make you smell like chicken feces. In this huge sect, the two of them can't find anything else to have fun with!

The two of them followed the rope downstairs from the back of the building, and then followed the path to the foot of Zongmen Mountain. It was not possible to go through the gate.

The two came to a corner and dug through the weeds beside the wall, and a hole suddenly appeared!

So after a month of preparation, the two dug a dog hole big enough for them to escape...well, a hole in the ground!

"Quick, you go first, I'll give you a break." Ning Rongrong looked around and let Chensong go out first.

As soon as Chen Song climbed out and raised his head, he stopped moving. He kicked his feet randomly in front of Ning Rongrong, signaling to Ning Rongrong, "The matter has been exposed, retreat!"

When Ning Rongrong saw this, he thought it was because Chensong was too fat and was stuck, and laughed, "Hahaha, I was scared to death. How could someone as stupid as you show up, hahaha."

Ning Rongrong then pushed Chensong out from behind, and then climbed out soon after.

As soon as Ning Rongrong stood up, she saw four middle-aged men wearing the clothes of inner disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect standing beside the two of them.

Chensong brushed his forehead in despair, escaping for the eleventh time and was about to fail again.

"How about we discuss it? If you let us go, this bag of money will be yours." Ning Rongrong took out a palm-sized money bag, which must be filled with gold soul coins.

"Young Sect Leader, it's very difficult for us to be like this." The leading man said.

"Don't be ungrateful. Believe it or not, I told dad that you were AWOL!" Ning Rongrong put her hands on her hips, and the eldest lady's temper immediately rose.

The four disciples looked miserable and were even more embarrassed.

"Okay Rongrong, since we have been discovered, let's go back. It would be really tragic if Uncle Ning and father see us."

Chensong pulled Ning Rongrong, grabbed Ning Rongrong's hand and walked back.

Ning Rongrong did not resist, but made a face at the four disciples.

whoosh-

A gust of dark wind hit, and in an instant, a figure stood in front of Chensong and Ning Rongrong. It was Ning Fengzhi!

Ning Fengzhi naturally knew what was going on and asked, "What's going on?"

Ning Rongrong was startled when he saw this, took a step back and hid behind Chen Song, pointing at Chen Song.

"It's all his attention, it has nothing to do with me."

Chensong was shocked. Even if I could catch such a black and big pot, even if I could catch it, Ning Fengzhi couldn't.

But I am one of the participants, so it seems that everyone’s ideas will suffer.

How could Ning Fengzhi not know the character of his own girl, but the family scandal should not be exposed to anyone, he said to the four disciples

"Thanks to you today, you go down first."

"Yes, Sect Master." The four of them saluted and hurriedly left.

Everyone knew that Ning Fengzhi loved her daughter very much, and it would be unbearable if Ning Rongrong took part in one of their books.

Ning Fengzhi sent the two of them back to their residence and said solemnly, "You two will reflect and reflect here today, and you are not allowed to have dinner!"

"Ah~ No, you are going to starve your daughter to death!" Ning Rongrong saw that Ning Feng Zhili was ignoring her, and she was so angry that she could only ignore the shouting in the room.

"Rongrong, please calm down for a while. Uncle Ning is protecting us." Chensong comforted.

"Ah? Protection. Is letting your daughter starve also protection?" Ning Rongrong asked confused.

"Think about it, in the past two days, the disciples in the sect have been awakening their martial arts souls, and many sects have come to watch. It is a time of great confusion.

Our Qibao Glazed Sect ranks second among the last three sects, and ranks first after the Haotian Sect retreats from the world. Many people are watching us secretly. Tomorrow it will be our turn to awaken. Uncle Ning also took us Something happened”

In the past three years, due to the addition of Chen Song, Ning Rongrong is not as domineering as in the original work, but she still has some temperament.

"Then we are going to starve to death~"

Ning Rongrong naturally understood Ning Fengzhi's painstaking efforts, but he understood that he could not be eaten as food. He touched his belly pitifully, and suddenly felt that he was the most pitiful baby in the world.

"Pfft, don't worry, Uncle Ning just said angry words. Uncle Ning loves you so much, how can he be willing to let you starve."

Chen Song went to the sofa and suddenly felt like he was waiting for takeout in his previous life. Just two words - comfortable!

He lay in the house like this for a whole day. At night, Chensong lay leisurely on the rocking chair on the balcony and looked at the stars in the sky.

It’s easy to think about a lot of things at night.

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A pillow hit Chensong on the head. "Hey, you're sick, why did you hit me?" Chensong roared towards Ning Rongrong.

"You're the one who's sick. Look at what time it is and you're still not sleeping. Oh, are you nervous and can't sleep because tomorrow's martial arts awakens!"

Ning Rongrong thought she had guessed what Chen Song was thinking, so she imitated Ning Fengzhi's tone and said in a slightly comforting tone.

"Well, I understand that most people are as nervous as you before the martial soul awakens, but there is no use being nervous about these things. You have to be as calm and steady as me."

Ning Rongrong walked up to Chen Song and patted Chen Song on the shoulder. The tone of her words made Chen Song amused.

The six-year-old body seems to be like a little adult, and he can still pretend to be an adult.

Regarding the awakening of the martial soul, I can only say that I am as stable as an old dog on the surface, but in fact I am panicking on the inside.

After all, I am also an atheist who believes in science in the 21st century. How can I not be excited that I can experience these supernatural phenomena personally right away?

"Well, I'm not like you. You are the direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Your martial soul must belong to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and has not escaped. As long as your innate soul power is level 6 or 7, and you are a sure-fire future mainland powerhouse, you will naturally not be nervous. .”

Chensong is a time traveler, and he did not have a martial soul in his previous life. What if he cannot awaken, or if he actually awakens an inflatable doll?

"Okay, don't be nervous. If you can't sleep, let me tell you a story. You used to tell me stories all the time, so I'll tell you the story of Cinderella."

After saying that, Ning Rongrong sat on the edge of the bed and patted the bed, indicating for Chensong to lie down.

The pines in the dust are ashamed, men and women are not close to each other.

If this is seen by the servants, a copy of Xiao Zhuan Chensong and the ulterior secret of the young sect leader might be revealed one day.

Ning Fengzhi will be lucky if he doesn't kill himself!

"Hey, brother Chensong, are you shy? Miss Ben is sleeping together, what are you thinking about?"

Ning Rongrong used many quilts and pillows to create a line on the bed that had nothing to do with symmetry. One side occupied 80.00% and the other occupied 20.00%.

Then he patted the large area and said, "This is mine, and the small area is yours!"

Fortunately, this bed is big enough, even if three or four adults lie here, it is more than enough, and the 20.00% area is enough to prevent dust from falling on the floor.

Chensong couldn't help but think, "If Ning Fengzhi is a businessman, then as his daughter, you are a successful dictator!"