Chapter 271: A younger brother came to Qibao

"Dad, how long do we have to wait?"

There was a clear cry from the tall and wide platform.

Ning Fengzhi was holding the hand of a girl with short pink hair and a white dress.

Her face is small and delicate, and as tender as a peeled lychee.

She exudes a faint noble temperament.

Behind the father and daughter stood the tall and strong Sword Douluo and the tall and strong Bone Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi lowered his eyes and smiled, making people feel like they were in a spring breeze.

"Rongrong, just wait a little longer, it's your fiancé who's here."

"You will have to wait for him many times in the future."

“But it’s so boring standing here.”

Ning Rongrong grabbed Ning Fengzhi's hands with both hands and shook them gently.

She wants to go play.

Ning Fengzhi struggled to break free and gently rubbed Ning Rongrong's hair.

"Rongrong, be obedient and wait a moment, you can't..."

"Humph!"

Without waiting for Ning Fengzhi to finish.

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips angrily, crossed her arms over her chest, and said in a muffled voice:
"Rongrong knows that he is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall and cannot mess around."

"Hehe, Rongrong, just remember it."

Ning Fengzhi nodded gently and patted the little head.

Ning Rongrong snorted angrily, her bright eyes rolling around.

Very smart, with a bit of mischief.

"Feng Zhi, here I come."

The Sword Douluo behind him suddenly spoke.

"Hey! It seems that this Holy Son is even more complicated than we thought."

Bone Douluo smiled strangely, with curiosity in his eyes.

"Oh? Why does Uncle Gu say that?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Bone Douluo in confusion.

Jian Douluo was surprised:

"That guy Sarath is now serving as a groom for the Holy Son."

Hear the words.

Ning Fengzhi was slightly startled, and then he revealed a somewhat inexplicable smile.

He was still very familiar with Sarath's face.

It seems that the Son of God does have some means.

Ning Fengzhi was speechless as he lowered his eyes to look at his daughter who was standing on tiptoe and looking around curiously.

"Let's go, Rongrong, we should go downstairs."

"Ah."

Ning Rongrong calmed down and nodded heavily.

Finally, I don't have to stand here stupidly anymore.

she is curious
What does the genius saint who is often mentioned by his father and others look like?

If he is ugly, I don’t want to play with him!
Ning Fengzhi and others slowly walked down the platform and stood at the gate of the town.

The carriage with the Spirit Hall logo can be seen from afar.

Wheels rolling
Inside the carriage, Qian Renjue was resting his head on Ling Yuan Douluo's legs, taking a nap and catching up on his sleep.

Ling Yuanxiu raised her hand and lifted the curtain to check.

"Your Highness, we are almost there."

"Ah."

Qian Renjue responded softly and squeezed into Ling Yuan's arms again.

I get up just as I feel sleepy.

"..."

Ling Yuan pursed her beautiful lips into a smile and gently caressed Qian Renjue's handsome face with her soft hands.

Waiting silently for the carriage to stop.

at the same time.

Behind Qian Renjue's carriage, an equally luxurious carriage was slowly approaching.

That was the carriage belonging to the Crown Prince of the Empire.

Half an hour.

The carriage braked and after a quick tremor, it came to a steady stop.

Sarath ignored Ning Fengzhi and the others.

He is now playing the role of a subordinate and cannot interfere in other people's affairs.

Looking back, I remind you:
"Your Highness, Elder Ling Yuan, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect has arrived."

"it is good."

Some distressed voices were heard.

Qian Renjue was in the carriage, rubbing his face to get rid of the sleepiness.

Ling Yuan considerately tidied his clothes.

At the city gate, Ning Rongrong clasped her hands in front of her, her eyes full of curiosity.

And a hint of anticipation.

soon.

Ling Yuan lifted the carriage's door curtain, and Qian Renjue was the first to step out of the carriage, his face calm and his eyes sharp.

Her thick long golden hair fell naturally behind her head, and there was a look of calmness between her brows.

His face was fair yet strong and angular.

He was wearing a white robe with gold patterns.

If you take it off and unfold it, you can see that the golden patterns on it look like the six wings of an angel.

He exudes nobility and confidence from head to toe.

Lingyuan Douluo's tall figure stood guard beside him, looking around.

Ning Rongrong blinked her bright eyes, feeling amazed.

Qian Renjue looked forward and easily noticed several figures coming out of the city to greet him.

During the last Soul Master Competition.

He had met Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo before.

Qianren walked forward at a leisurely pace, bowed slightly, and greeted:

"Junior Qian Renjue greets Sect Master Ning, Seniors Jian and Gu."

"Son of God has come from afar, there is no need to be so polite."

Ning Fengzhi has elegant manners and casual speech.

Looking at the young man in front of him, he was extremely surprised that he had no idea of ​​his true strength at all.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo nodded slightly in response.

Ning Rongrong looked up at this so-called fiancé.
At present, there is nothing special about it except that it looks good.

This is not the place to talk outside.

No need to be too polite here.

Ning Fengzhi raised his hand to guide, and invited with a smile:

"Son, it's still early. Why don't we go inside and rest for a while?"

"Well, thanks to Sect Master Lao Ning for taking the trouble."

Qian Renjue nodded slightly, as he just wanted to sit still.

It's really tiring to keep saying polite words.

"please!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and walked side by side with Qian Renjue.

I took the time to say hello to Lingyuan Douluo and Sarath.

Stepping into the town under the jurisdiction of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Qian Renjue's eyes lit up slightly.

It is indeed a sect that is rich enough to rival a country.

The buildings on both sides of the street are of the same style, similar in appearance, and lined up in rows.

It seems that it was funded and built by Qibao.

There were quite a few residents there, and judging by the clothes they wore, they were all quite well-off.

Qian Ren Jue could understand this.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is a sect that mainly relies on auxiliary soul masters.

The combat soul masters are mainly recruited from civilians.

The small towns built around here also have great potential.

Ning Fengzhi is naturally good at observing people's words and expressions.

The admiration in Qian Renjue's eyes also made him feel a little proud.

But I thought of Qian Renjue's strategy of cutting off the source of the problem.

He could only be shocked inwardly.

Jian Douluo stared at Qian Renjue's back and said coldly:

"Has the Holy Son achieved the Soul Saint breakthrough?"

"Ok?"

Qian Renjue was slightly stunned.

He didn't pay attention to Jian Douluo's straightforward words and nodded truthfully.

"Senior Chen Xin has a keen eye."

"I just broke through level 70 not long ago, and I am preparing my spirit ring."

Hearing Qian Renjue’s words.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo's eyes quickly showed surprise.

"Sure enough."

Jian Douluo's face looked slightly dazed.

Just now he was unable to get a glimpse of Qian Ren Jue at all, so he had no choice but to ask.

But after knowing the truth.

Even though he had guessed and prepared, he couldn't help but feel frightened.

I sincerely admired:
"The Holy Son's talent is truly unrivaled in ancient and modern times."

"Well, I can't say I'm the best in history, I just have better luck."

Qian Renjue blushed and smiled awkwardly because of the praise.

After all, he has an older sister riding on his head, so compared to the two, he is just a younger brother.

"Haha. Saint Son, you are too modest."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but laugh.

"If luck alone can lead to such a level, then other geniuses in the world will become a joke."

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)