Chapter 278 The icing on the cake, I was thirsty just now

Ning Fengzhi smiled helplessly.

He gently pushed aside the arm that was as white and tender as lotus root and glanced around.

I felt relieved when I saw no one noticed this place.

Ning Rongrong frowned and tilted her head.

Inquiring: "Dad, is it embarrassing to be touched on the head by Rongrong?"

"of course not."

Ning Fengzhi pinched his bulging cheeks.

"Normally there is no problem, but in this situation, it is not serious enough."

"Humph! You just dislike Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong turned her little face away and jumped off the stool.

He put one hand on his waist and poked Ning Fengzhi's forehead lightly with his index finger.

"I'm going to punish Dad by promising Rongrong a condition!"

"Ha ha."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help laughing. He was no longer surprised by this and said with a smile:
"So what does Rongrong want?"

"Rongrong hasn't made up his mind yet. Keep it in mind for now and tell daddy when you have made up your mind."

Ning Rongrong put her hands on her hips, with two dimples on her face.

Weird look, full of energy.

"Ok."

Ning Fengzhi agreed and fiddled with her short pink hair.

"Then Rongrong, go play. Remember not to make trouble."

"Yeah. Rongrong is very well behaved."

Ning Rongrong nodded seriously, as if she had no self-awareness at all.
Ning Fengzhi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Dad, two grandfathers, see you later. Rongrong is going to play with Brother Shengzi, hehe!"

Ning Rongrong waved to the Sword Douluos.

Taking small steps, jumping and skipping, he ran towards Qianrenjue
Bone Douluo looked at the petite figure with some emotion.

The little cotton-padded jacket leaked a little early.

Youyou said: "Swordsman, I now hope that you can beat that kid up."

"Why don't you go up? Are you scared?"

Jian Douluo put down the wine glass in his hand, with a smile on his sword-like brows.

"What a joke! I'm afraid of him?"

Bone Douluo's expression changed slightly, and he became more stern.

"If his seventh spirit ring really takes 100,000 years, then what about his first six spirit rings?"

Jian Douluo's tone gradually became solemn.

"..."

Bone Douluo frowned.

Jian Douluo continued:

"Don't forget, the Qian family's inherited martial spirit comes with its own innate domain."

“If that day comes, I will probably lose.”

Bone Douluo fell silent.

He understood Chen Xin's pride, and if he said that, he was probably completely unsure.

At the same level, both spirit rings and martial spirits are superior
It's really difficult.

What’s more, it is the only six-winged angel on the continent.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu."

There was a gleam on Ning Fengzhi's glasses.

"Do you think the Spirit Hall has some method to increase the upper limit of the spirit ring's endurance?"

There was surprise in Sword and Bone Douluo's eyes.

"Feng Zhi, do you mean that the Son's configuration is not an isolated case?"

"No! The Son must be an exception."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head,
"I believe that even if the Spirit Hall has some method, it will only be icing on the cake for him."

"Yes. He is a Soul Saint."

Bone Douluo looked at Qian Renjue's youth.

For the first time, he felt that his bones were indeed a little old.

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"Brother Qinghe, please let me pass!"

Ning Rongrong ran to the position behind Qian Renjue and gently patted Xue Qinghe's shoulder.

"Junior Sister Rongrong? Why are you here?"

Xue Qinghe had a look of surprise in his eyes, but he made some room.

Qian Renjue was also a little curious.

"RongRong is boring."

Ning Rongrong smiled at Qian Renjue, grabbed his arm, and stepped between the two of them.

Directly ask:
"Brother Qinghe, have you finished talking with His Royal Highness the Saint?"

"Ok?"

Xue Qinghe glanced at Qian Renjue, smiled and nodded.

"We're done talking."

"That's good."

Ning Rongrong smiled and glanced around, then grabbed Qian Renjue's arm, stood on tiptoe, and leaned close to his ear.

The red lips slightly opened, blowing out hot air
"Brother Shengzi, how about accompanying Rongrong to play? Rongrong is waiting for you outside."

The soft voice was quiet.

Done.

Ning Rongrong blinked and stared at him eagerly.

Qian Renjue raised his eyes and glanced at Qian Renxue.
Nod slightly.

"Yeah. That's great."

Ning Rongrong nodded happily and patted Xue Qinghe's shoulder again.

"Brother Qinghe, drink less and don't get addicted."

The words fell.

Then she flew out the door like a butterfly.

"Ah"

Xue Qinghe held the wine glass in his hand, took two sips, and said teasingly:
"His Royal Highness the Saint's little wife is quite vindictive."

Qian Renjue rolled his eyes.

This wife is so small!

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Half a minute after Ning Rongrong left, Qian Renjue took Ling Yuan out.

Walking along the corridor, looking at the guests around.
Looking for Ning Rongrong.

"What about the Nizi people?"

Qian Renjue looked around, white light flashing in his eyes.

Ling Yuan was behind him, looking around.

"Your Highness, it seems to be there!"

"Ok?"

Qian Renjue looked towards the door with a strange look on his face.

He walked to the door with Ling Yuan.

Looking at Ning Rongrong who had her back to him, she seemed to be enjoying something.

"Ning Rongrong, what are you doing?"

"Huh? Hmm!"

Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled, and she turned away in a panic.

There is nothing in my hands.

He looked up at Qian Renjue with surprise in his eyes and explained with a smile:
"Brother Shengzi~Rongrong didn't do anything."

"really?"

Qian Renjue looked at Ning Rongrong strangely.

The blush on that pretty little face was very obvious.

"Really, Rongrong just ate something."

Ning Rongrong grabbed Qian Renjue's sleeves, raised her arms and opened them.

"I had a few drinks."

Qian Renjue said in admiration, squatted down, and held Ning Rongrong in his arms.

Then he stood up.

"Okay, now you can hand over the wine you stole, right?"

"Haha. Brother Shengzi is really smart."

"But Rongrong didn't take it secretly. He took it openly outside."

Ning Rongrong forced a laugh.

He took out the remaining half cup of wine from the soul guide.

offer with both hands
Looking at Qian Renjue's expressionless face.

The smile on his face slowly faded.

She said aggrievedly: "Brother Shengzi, Rongrong was a little thirsty just now, so..."

"Thirsty?"

The corner of Qian Renjue's eyes twitched.

Ning Fengzhi and the others wouldn't raise their children like this, right? He didn't believe it.
Lingyuan Douluo behind him couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.

"Forget it, that's it."

Qian Ren had no way of supervising her.

Although he is young, he is a great soul master after all, so there should be no problem.

"Yeah, thank you, Brother Shengzi."

Hearing Qian Renjue's words, Ning Rongrong immediately smiled.

He handed the remaining wine to Qian Renjue's mouth.

"Brother Shengzi, Rongrong is inviting you to have a drink."

"Put it away yourself."

Qian Renjue shook his head, holding Ning Rongrong, and walked out the door.

at the same time
Outside the wide vermilion gate, under the watchful eyes of two stone lions.

Liu Erlong walked inside with her head lowered.

Outside this manor, there was still no sign of the person she was looking for.

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)