[Douluo + Sword Three] Cold Jade Heart

"Father, can you tell me about the situation in Wuhun Palace?"

"What do you want to know?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

Ning Liu: "My father said before that Qian Xunji, the new Pope of Wuhun Palace, was seriously injured by Haotian Douluo and died?"

Ning Fengzhi was slightly surprised, with a bit of satisfaction on his face: "Not bad, can you tell?"

"The majestic Pope of Wuhun Palace, it is not an exaggeration to say that his power is overwhelming. As long as he is not dead, Wuhun Palace should have the means to save him even if he is breathing heavily." Ning Liu unconsciously touched the Wuhun entity behind his waist, coldly The touch made him more awake,

"It is absolutely impossible for Qian Xunji to die from serious injuries, but Haotian Douluo was indeed unable to kill him..."

"So, he was killed."

Ning Fengzhi nodded: "Our spy has no specific information, but this is my guess."

"Aliu, continue."

Ning Liu thought about it carefully: "Qian Xunji was killed, but Wuhun Palace didn't reveal a trace of news. There are three possibilities: one is that they don't want to publicize it, after all, it is not a glorious thing; the other is that Qian Xunji was killed. Xunji's person was so powerful that even Wuhun Palace was afraid of him, so he had to swallow his breath; San... was the person who killed Qianxunji, who was a person in Wuhun Palace. Qianxunji died inside Wuhun Palace. struggle."

Ning Fengzhi asked: "They are all reasonable. Which guess do you think is the most likely?"

"First of all, eliminate two." Ning Liu's voice was slow and steady. Although it had not completely lost its childishness, it still gave people a convincing feeling. "Even if Tang Chen was alive, it would not be enough for Wuhun Palace to bear this kind of loss." , unless...the person who killed Qian Xunji was a god."

"The first one is also unlikely.

If the Pope is killed, even if he dies in an ignominious manner, Wuhundian's tough and arrogant style will only order the whole continent to hunt down the assassin. "

"So the most likely scenario is that there was an internal fight in the Wuhun Palace. Qianxunji was seriously injured and the enemy took advantage of the opportunity to enter. But after Qianxunji died, the Pope of the Wuhun Palace was his disciple Bibi Dong. The current Pope is obviously It’s not a puppet that was pushed out——

The person who killed Qian Xunji was the current Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong. "

Ning Fengzhi nodded, then shook his head: "One thing I don't understand is, why did Bibi Dong kill his teacher?"

Ning Liu seemed very indifferent to this, even though they were talking about something that could shock the entire Douluo Continent, in which disciples killed masters and caused rebellion: "Either because of ambition or hatred, in any case, Qian Xunji already dead."

Ning Fengzhi sighed: "Yes, Qianxun Ji died, but a more terrifying and ambitious Bibi Dong came."

When Ning Fengzhi and his son walked out with the two titled Douluo, both the three adults and the young Ning Liu felt the aura on one side. Ning Fengzhi curled his lips and looked at it in amusement as he tried hard to control himself. The little girl hiding.

Ning Liu raised his eyebrows: "Rongrong, what are you hiding from?"

"Brother, you're out." Seeing that she was discovered all of a sudden, Ning Rongrong rushed out and threw herself into Ning Liu's arms, pouting, "You haven't been with Rongrong for a long time, I'm going to be angry. Got it!"

Ning Liu was rubbed by her sister until her clothes were messy, so she had to lift the girl down, then poked her angry face, and then said while arranging her clothes: "I haven't been back for a few months, have you practiced well? What time is it now? Level?"

Ning Rongrong muttered something, but no one could hear what it was, until Ning Liu glanced over and reluctantly answered him: "I have become a soul master, brother, and now I am a twelfth-level soul master. "

Ning Liu nodded: "It seems that I am not lazy, not bad."

Ning Fengzhi looked amused and said to Sword Douluo: "Uncle Jian, look at A'liu and Rongrong. Everyone knows that they are brother and sister. I don't know, but I still think that A'liu is Rongrong's father."

Sword Douluo coughed lightly.

Ning Liu glanced at it: "If you don't care, only I can."

Ning Fengzhi looked surprised: "When did I stop caring about Rongrong?"

Ning Liu's face was expressionless: "If you mean nothing but favor, then it is favor."

Speaking of this, Ning Fengzhi thought of the legend that his daughter stayed in the sect at a young age, and suddenly felt a little guilty: "A girl's family should be pampered, and she is not a rough-skinned son..."

Ning Rongrong immediately became unhappy: "Dad, what did you say?"

This was to speak for her brother, but emotionally he was protecting his daughter but was actually helping the "enemy". Ning Fengzhi glanced at the two brothers helplessly and said, "...Dad still has something to do, so you brothers and sisters can enjoy your relationship while you go."

Ning Liu stopped Ning Fengzhi who was about to leave: "Father."

Ning Fengzhi paused and looked at his son: "What's wrong, A Liu? Is there anything else?"

Ning Liu said: "Haotian Douluo, you..."

"This." Ning Fengzhi shook the fan in his hand, "I plan to go see him."

"So father is going out?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded.

Ning Liu said: "I understand, don't worry."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and then really left.

"Where are you going, dad?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously, lying on Ning Liu's shoulder.

Ning Liu said: "Go and see an elder."

"Haotian Douluo? Titled Douluo?"

"Ah."

"Oh." Ning Rongrong blinked, as if thinking about something, "Brother, I think..."

Ning Liu was checking the little girl's soul power just now. It was indeed level [-], and the soul power was solid, and it didn't look like she had obtained it in a hurry for quick success. Then she was relieved. It was just because of this distraction that she didn't notice Ning Rongrong. What did he say: "What's wrong?"

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and smiled: "It's nothing."

Ning Liu glanced at her and didn't ask further, but just said lightly: "I will practice with you later."

Ning Rongrong: "Huh?"

"Didn't you say you want me to accompany you? My brother will practice with you." Ning Liu said lightly.

Ning Rongrong: "..."

As expected, Ning Fengzhi left the Qibao Glazed Sect not long after. Except for the close followers who accompanied him, no one knew where he went, including Ning Liu.

Sword Douluo had always protected Ning Fengzhi, and he followed him out this time, leaving Bone Douluo to guard the sect. With Ning Fengzhi leaving this time, Ning Liu also came into contact with the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect for the first time under Ning Fengzhi's arrangement. affairs.

Ning Liu was very busy, so busy that Ning Rongrong had been complaining about him for half a month. It was not until the initial period of discomfort passed that he had some relaxing time again.

As Ning Liu broke through and became a great soul master, his body showed significant growth again. He already had the appearance of an ordinary child of eleven or twelve years old, and he already looked like a young boy with outstanding grace.

In Ning Fengzhi's study room, there were several open books on the table. Ning Liu stood at the window, Han Po Jade Heart floating quietly beside her, exuding bursts of chill. Ning Liu stretched out her hand to hold it, her delicate face His expression is unclear:

"Martial Spirit Hall, Haotian Douluo..."

On the other side, Ning Fengzhi stood in front of the dilapidated house. Although his expression still looked gentle, his eyes contained more complicated things.

"Come in..." A familiar but experienced voice came from the house. He waved to Sword Douluo and the others and walked in.

The interior of the house was similar to its appearance, filled with a sense of poverty and shabbiness. A man with a slovenly beard was sitting at the only table in the house, drinking heavily until Ning Fengzhi walked up behind him. Finally he put down the cracked wine bowl and remained silent.

Ning Fengzhi also remained silent for a while before saying, "The news they sent said that you are in very bad shape now, and now it turns out that you are in very bad shape."

"Good, bad, there is no difference." Tang Hao said.

"I thought you wouldn't want to see me."

Tang Hao said: "You've already found me, why can't I see you?"

Ning Fengzhi said calmly: "If you don't want to be exposed yourself, I'm afraid that no matter how lucky my spies are, they won't be able to discover the majestic Haotian Douluo."

He looked at Tang Hao's exposed eyes and affirmed: "You have something to ask me about?"

"You're still smart."

"better than you."

"Ah."

Tang Hao waited for a while before speaking: "I'm leaving."

Ning Fengzhi asked: "Where to go? What to do?"

"Go where I should go and do what I should do." Tang Hao said lightly, "I know your people have been looking for me all these years."

"For the sake of Ah Xue and Ah Yin." Ning Fengzhi's tone was not polite.

Tang Hao added: "I have a son..."

"I know, so you took the initiative to show up because of your son? What happened to him?" Ning Fengzhi slowly glanced at the room, "Why don't you see your son?"

Tang Hao frowned: "My son is very good."

Ning Fengzhi: "So?"

"I'm going to be away for a long time." Tang Hao said, "For Ah Yin's sake, you secretly protect him."

Ning Fengzhi said "tsk", "I never thought that one day I would be able to see Haotian Douluo's pretentious appearance."

Tang Hao glanced at him coldly.

Ning Fengzhi paused: "I understand."

"Where is he now?"

"The mistress is studying at the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City."

Ning Fengzhi: "...Junior Soul Master Academy?" He couldn't believe it, "You want your son to go to school in that kind of place? The son of the mighty Haotian Douluo goes to school in a small Soul Master Academy?"

Recalling that his son started studying with Titled Douluo when he was three years old, and was thrown into a mimetic environment for training after awakening his martial soul, and suffered severe beatings from the Soul Saint, Soul King, and even Soul Douluo every three days, Ning Fengzhi didn't know for a moment what he was doing to his son. It was too harsh, because Tang Hao was too indifferent to his son.

After thinking about it, Ning Fengzhi still felt that Tang Hao was harsh on his son. After all, their A Liu never felt bitter and even enjoyed it?

Tang Hao said calmly: "Xiao San is a good boy. I believe he can make a career on his own."

"My son, Tang Hao, does not need to be proud of me. On the contrary, I will be proud of my mistress in the future."