From Douluo to God

She was very familiar with that figure from the back, she knew that it must be Jiang Chen.

At this moment, Jiang Chen, with his back to Yue Xuan, teased the daughter in his arms.

Xiao Xuening was hugged by Jiang Chen, and she laughed cheerfully like a bell.

The rest of the classroom also rushed out, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Xiao Xuening being hugged by a man.

It would be a pity if such a cute little girl fell to her death.

"Xiaoying, is that Xue Ning's father?" A girl asked curiously.

They all heard Xiao Xuening's shout just now.

Everyone knows that Xiaoying is from Wuhundian, no one regards her as a real maid, and she is polite in her words.

Xiaoying nodded, "He is Xue Ning's father."

Jiang Chen pampered his daughter's little nose, and taught him a lesson: "You can't be so naughty in the future, you know what to do if you get hurt?"

Xiaoxue pouted, a little aggrieved, "If Dad didn't ignore me, I wouldn't have jumped down."

Jiang Chen comforted: "Okay, okay, Dad is going to your grandma's place, there are some urgent things to do."

"Father, I'm going too, I want to see grandma." Xiao Xuening hugged Jiang Chen tightly.

"Hey, be obedient, you stay here to study, your mother is afraid of being alone, you have to stay with her, you know?"

Only then did Xiao Xuening nod obediently, "Don't worry, Dad, I will definitely take good care of Mom."

"Good boy, dad is leaving, and he will bring you a lot of delicious food when he comes back."

"En." Xiaoxue nodded solemnly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Jiang Chen put down his daughter, "Hey, go back to the teacher."

Xiao Xuening stood there without moving.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to suppress the reluctance in his heart, and left quickly.

Xiao Xuening stood there like a sculpture, looking at Jiang Chen who was going away, tears finally flowed down.

dad is gone again

Xiaoying rushed out and hugged her back.

Tang San stood in the corridor on the third floor, looking at that distant figure.

For some reason, he always felt that this figure was familiar.

Jiang Chen's eyes were a little sore, he blinked vigorously, not letting the embarrassing tears flow out.

After leaving the gate of the city, the four elders who followed him to Tiandou City were already waiting outside.

Jiang Chen glanced at Tian Doucheng, then turned and left.

The next time I come back, the situation on this continent will be completely different.

Chapter 320 Ning Rongrong's Pain

"Beast, beast..."

Ning Fengzhi was lying on the ground, screaming weakly all the time.

His voice was already hoarse, and there were two bloody tear stains on his old face.

Thinking of his daughter being tortured by Jiang Chen, Ning Fengzhi's heart felt like a knife.

It's a pity that he hasn't recovered from his injuries, and he has only one arm left, so he can't get up at all.

He hates, hates Wuhundian's ruthless and unscrupulous actions.

He hated that his sect was not strong enough, so it was easily destroyed by Wuhundian.

He even hated himself for making an enemy of Wuhundian.

Like the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect, the prosperity of the sect can be obtained by lowering one's head, so why bother to cause thousands of disciples to lose their lives and his own daughter to be humiliated because of the so-called arrogance.

"Rongrong, Dad, I'm sorry..."

Ning Fengzhi even had the idea of ​​committing suicide, and had no face to face his daughter again.

But when he thought that after his death, his daughter would really have no relatives, he couldn't bear it.

No one knew that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master, who once ruled the world of soul masters, was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

It wasn't until almost noon that the sound of hurried footsteps sounded.

"Father!" With an anxious cry, Ning Rongrong opened the door and rushed in.

When he saw Ning Fengzhi lying on the ground, covered in dust and bloodstained on his face, Ning Rongrong's heart almost collapsed.

"Father, what's wrong with you, don't scare me." Ning Rongrong rushed over and knelt down on the ground.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes regained some light, and his eyes focused, looking at his beloved daughter.

Ning Rongrong looked haggard, which made Ning Fengzhi feel heartbroken.

"Father, I'll carry you to bed." Ning Rongrong stretched out her hands, hugged Ning Fengzhi with difficulty, and walked towards the bed.