Chapter 272 As a fiancé, I can't hide

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words.

Ning Rongrong, who was staring at Qian Renjue, nodded repeatedly.

She had met many Soul Saints, and the youngest one looked like a middle-aged uncle.

I've never seen anything so tender.

The other so-called geniuses in the sect were not even as good as her at that time.

at this time
There was a hint of a monster in Ning Rongrong's eyes.

No wonder Dad, Grandpa Jian and the others always talk about this guy.

It is indeed very powerful.

But I feel a little stingy in my heart.

This Qian Ren Jue actually ignored her from beginning to end!
I couldn't help but secretly grind my little canine teeth.
"Master Haning has said it."

Qian Renjue didn't know how to refute, so he could only smile along with him.

Ling Yuan next to him couldn't help laughing.

It seems that His Highness is still too inexperienced, and his true colors are revealed so quickly.

"Not at all!"

Bone Douluo's eyes were full of seriousness, and then there was a hint of teasing.

Patted Jian Douluo on the shoulder.

"Son of God, please try harder. Someone is shameless enough to bully the weak."

"Try to see if your sword is sharp."

"Uncle Bone."

Ning Fengzhi seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

Qian Renjue looked at Jian Douluo in surprise.

"Humph! On the road of cultivation, those who are more accomplished come first. If that day comes, it won't be considered as bullying the weak."

Jian Douluo snorted coldly.

He shook his shoulders, shook off Bone Douluo's large hand, looked at Qian Ren Jue and said:
"I just want to find an equal opponent."

"I understand. If there is a chance, please teach me."

Qian Renjue nodded slightly.

Just now he thought that Jian Douluo was because of his little princess.
I want to clean myself up.

It seems that he underestimated Jiandao Chenxin's love for kendo.

Naturally, there was no reason for him to refuse such a thing.

As someone who has the strongest attack power, Chen Xin must have many merits.

If I have the opportunity, I would like to learn.

Sword Douluo shook his head.

"I don't deserve your advice. Your Majesty is the one who is teaching me. It's not my turn to make comments."

Qian Renjue naturally knew who that His Majesty was.

He smiled and said, "The two families have their own strengths in swordsmanship, so it's not an exaggeration to say that I'm here to teach you."

"Okay, we're here."

Ning Fengzhi smiled. This harmonious atmosphere made him feel much more comfortable.

While talking.

Everyone has arrived in the middle of the town, in front of the only tower-shaped building.

It is the location of the outer gate hall of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Qian Renjue stood here and could already see the tall and magnificent tower-shaped buildings in the distance.

There are nine separate small towers like this around.

"Holy Son, His Majesty Ling Yuan, Bishop Sarath, please come this way."

Follow Ning Fengzhi.

Step into the hall, climb the stairs, turn left and right, and you will soon arrive at your destination.

A relatively spacious hall facing the city gate.
There are no thick walls, but instead large transparent pieces of glazed glass.

The entire reception hall was filled with warm light.

There are relatively low tables on three sides of the living room. Except for the main seat, the rest are on both sides, with two tables in between.

According to seating arrangement.

Qian Renjue sat upright in the position closest to the main seat.

I thought Ling Yuan would follow, but unexpectedly, she was occupied by a petite body.

Qian Renjue raised his eyes and looked.
All he got was Ling Yuan's helpless look.

Looking to the side, Qian Renjue finally set his sights on Ning Rongrong.

This fiancée has awakened her martial spirit for less than a year.

Just from a side profile, you can already see her exquisite features, bright eyes and white teeth.

It seems like he is being upset and a little reluctant.

Poking the bowl with chopsticks.

"The Holy Son probably hasn't had breakfast yet, so you can try the delicacies of my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."

Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter with admiration.

Fortunately, I didn't let down the chain at this time.

"Well, the junior will savor it."

Qian Renjue withdrew his gaze and nodded in agreement.

It seems that this is Ning Fengzhi's arrangement and there is no escape. Now that it has come, there is no escape.

Qian Renjue glanced at the dishes on the table: fine wine, juice, fruit, cakes, and some special delicacies.

Like the seven layers of crispy pastry.

And there are seven meatballs of different colors placed in a small bowl.

Qian Renjue indeed didn't have breakfast and wasn't polite either.

Pick up your chopsticks and start tasting.

Ning Fengzhi thought about the conversation just now and asked sincerely:
"I wonder what the Holy Son wants for the seventh soul ring? I, Qibao, can also help."

"Goo~"

Qian Renjue swallowed the fruity meatball that was bursting in his mouth.

There was a hint of hesitation on his face.

"Well, this matter may be too troublesome."

"Too much trouble?"

Ning Fengzhi showed confusion in his eyes.

The upper limit of the seventh soul ring is only 50,000, which doesn’t seem to be a big deal, right?

"Can you please explain clearly, Holy Son?"

Qian Renjue glanced around and said bluntly: "Because the seventh ring of the junior needs to be red."

"Red? A hundred thousand year spirit ring!"

There was shock in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

Snapped!
At the table next to Qian Renjue, Sarath's chopsticks suddenly fell.

Ling Yuan glanced at his horrified expression.

Ning Rongrong next to him couldn't help but glance sideways and opened her mouth wide.

She is not a child who knows nothing.

A hundred thousand year spirit ring is what spirit masters dream of the most.

She had only seen them when those grandfathers came.

at this time
Her eyes were filled with curiosity.

Bone Douluo almost spit out the wine in his mouth.

He raised his eyes quickly to ask for confirmation: "Son of God, are you kidding?"

"of course not."

Qian Renjue shook his head.

"I would like to trouble Sect Master Ning and the two seniors not to disclose this matter to outsiders."

"You can rest assured about this, Holy Son."

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that they still underestimated this young man.

Da da!

Outside the hall, there were hurried footsteps.

"Master, the prince's carriage has arrived outside the city."

"Okay, I understand. Back off."

"Yes!"

Ning Fengzhi glanced at his daughter, thought for a moment, and stood up.

"Holy Son, please excuse me for a moment."

"No problem. We can communicate again after Sect Master Ning is done with his work."

Qian Renjue knew.

It was his elder sister who disguised herself as Xue Qinghe and arrived at the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Qianren Jue was distracted.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo suddenly stood up and followed Ning Fengzhi away.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Qian Renjue knew that this was the most uncomfortable moment for him.

Ning Rongrong's little finger was already poking his arm.

Qian Renjue looked sideways and lowered his eyes to look.

Ning Rongrong had become very angry and was looking up at him.

"What's wrong, little sister?"

Qian Ren looked at her in complete confusion.

"Do you know that I'm your fiancée?"

Ning Rongrong had no qualms about expressing her dissatisfaction to Qian Renjue.

"..."

Qian Renjue looked at the little girl in front of him whose height was only up to his ribs.

Some silence...

But I had to nod and admit it.

"Yeah, I know, what's wrong?"

"Then why are you ignoring me?"

Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes were filled with confusion.

Puzzled, "As my fiancé, shouldn't you love me very much?"

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)