Chapter 348: It's just luck, the guest follows the host's wishes

The disciple flew away.

Bone Douluo fell to the ground carrying a target with Qian Renjue's image carved on it and full of arrows.

Standing next to Ning Rongrong.

He bent down and ruffled her hair.

He asked with concern: "Little Princess Rongrong, why are you suddenly unhappy again?"

Ning Rongrong raised her little face.

Looking at Bone Douluo and holding his broad big hand, his face was filled with annoyance and worry.

"Grandpa Bones."

"Will Brother Shengzi not come to look for Rongrong?"

Bone Douluo was stunned for a moment. He had just started to feel happy, but now he became a little withdrawn again.

He took a deep breath and smiled comfortingly:
"how could be?"

"Princess Rongrong is so smart, can't you figure out that he came to see you specially?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Really? Brother Shengzi came here specially to see Rongrong?"

"Are you here to see your Grandpa Bones?"

Bone Douluo smiled and nodded.

"That's good, that's good. Brother Shengzi is so kind, he will definitely come."

Ning Rongrong let go of Bone Douluo's hand.

Patted my darling.

Bone Douluo laughed heartily.

"Haha. Even if he doesn't come, Grandpa Bone will bring Rongrong to catch up."

"I don't want to chase after him."

Ning Rongrong's face was slightly flushed, and she said one thing and meant another.

"Okay, okay, Rongrong said he doesn't want to pursue her, so I won't pursue her."

Bone Douluo laughed and nodded repeatedly.

He raised the target in his hand and asked with a smile:
"Little Princess Rongrong, would you like to play a few more rounds with Grandpa Bone?"

"No. Rongrong doesn't want to play now."

Ning Rongrong poked the spot and shook her head
He put away the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, walked to the stone next to him and sat down.

Chin on hands.

He stared in the direction of the tall tower where the reception room was located.

"Grandpa Bone, when do you think Brother Shengzi will come here~"

"How did Grandpa know?"

Bone Douluo shook his head helplessly.

Like a naughty boy, he dropped the target and sat on the rock like Ning Rongrong.

He supported his chin with his hands and stared at the tall tower in the distance.

The air fell silent.

Ning Rongrong pouted her pink lips, turned her head to look at Bone Douluo, and said strangely:
"Grandpa Bones, what are you doing?"

Bone Douluo responded with a smile on his face.

"Grandpa Bone is accompanying Rongrong to wait for her fiancé, waiting for that brat to come."

"Grandpa Bones~"

I heard the word 'fiancé'.

Ning Rongrong shyly grabbed Bone Douluo's arm, acting coquettishly with dissatisfaction written all over her face.

"Haha~ Little Princess Rongrong can get shy too."

Bone Douluo laughed heartily.

"Grandpa Bones, don't laugh!"

Ning Rongrong let out a cry, her face flushed.

Compared to before, she has grown up a little and understands a lot of things.

----

Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, in the reception room.

Qian Renjue and Ling Yuan had already taken their seats, and the small table in front of them was piled with fruits.
The maids around her are all cat girls and dog girls.

Ning Fengzhi put down the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile:

"I heard that His Royal Highness the Holy Son has served as the acting Pope for a few months in recent years. Now it seems to be true. His temperament is even more regal."

"Sect Master Ning's words are serious."

Qian Renjue smiled and shook his head.

He took the fruit wine handed to him by Ling Yuan and put it on the table in front of him.

"I just handled some things for the teacher, it's nothing. In terms of management, I'm afraid I still need to learn more from Sect Master Ning."

"Haha. Your Highness is still so humble."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help laughing and didn't take Qian Renjue's words seriously at all.

Jian Douluo's mind was not on these things at all.

Looking at Qian Renjue, he said bluntly:
"Last time, the Holy Son said that he wanted to hunt for the 100,000-year seventh soul ring. I wonder if it went smoothly? What is your current level of cultivation?"

Qian Renjue sipped the fruit wine and couldn't help but smile. "Thank you for your concern, Senior Chen Xin. Now you are already a level 77 Soul Saint."

"what?!"

Jian Douluo widened his eyes.

The wine glass in his hand was almost broken into pieces, and he was horrified.

Ning Fengzhi wasn't much better.

He almost spit out the wine and his glasses almost fell off, so he raised his hand to wipe his mouth.

There was bitterness and amazement on his face.

"Your Highness the Holy Son is truly unexpected."

"Every time I thought I had overestimated Your Highness, I never expected that I had underestimated him by a lot."

Jian Douluo put down the wine glass in his hand.

The pair of sword eyes looked at Qian Renjue as if he was looking at a monster, but also with a hint of fighting intent.
"..."

Lingyuan Douluo couldn't help laughing when he saw the interesting expressions on the faces of the two people opposite him.

Looking at Qian Renjue beside him
There was tenderness in his eyes, as well as full of pride and conviction.

"It was just luck, just luck."

Looking at Qian Renjue's forced modesty
Ling Yuan showed a silly smile on her face. His Highness is still so cute sometimes.

Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo's brows twitched slightly.

In less than a year, even if your luck is good, it won’t improve this much!

Da da da!
Hurried footsteps sounded from outside.

"Master! I am here to report."

The speechless expression on Ning Fengzhi's face disappeared, revealing a bit of gloating.

Rongrong didn't come
It seems he guessed right.

"Just say it."

"Yes!"

The disciple responded first, and then immediately repeated Ning Rongrong's words.

"Miss Rongrong said she wants to practice, and she's very busy and has no time."

Hearing the words of the disciple from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Qian Renjue had expected this, but he couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand as he felt a headache.

Looks like I have to coax the child well later.
"Rongrong, this girl, usually clamors to see the Holy Son, why is she throwing a tantrum?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned and rebuked softly.

But to Qian Renjue, it always seemed a bit fake, as if it was done for him to see.

Even Ling Yuan noticed it.

Chuckling softly.

"Go! Go again and call Rongrong over!"

Ning Fengzhi hadn't finished speaking yet.

Qian Renjue stopped him consciously.

"Master Ning, forget it. It was me who made Rongrong unhappy, so I should go find her."

"Your Highness, would this be a bad idea?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned.
"There's nothing wrong with it. It's a happy decision."

Qian Renjue stood up without hesitation.

Compared to Jian Douluo's unfriendly attitude.

He couldn't stand Ning Fengzhi's sarcastic and hypocritical attitude.

Even if I walk outside
"Sister Lingyuan, please wait here for me. This young man, please show me the way."

"I dare not. Your Highness, please come this way."

Looking at Qian Renjue's back.

Jian Douluo had a smile on his face, and he was quite satisfied with Qian Renjue's performance.

I noticed Qian Renjue's footsteps were getting farther away.

Ning Fengzhi then laughed out loud.

"Haha. It seems that His Royal Highness the Saint Son also has our Rongrong in his heart."

He just acted fakely on purpose so that Qian Renjue would notice.

"That's natural."

Ling Yuan chuckled and nodded.

Ning Fengzhi was naturally clear about this, and those hidden weapons were a good proof of this.

He raised his hand and invited with a smile:

"I wonder if Your Majesty Ling Yuan could move with us to another place to view the scenery?"

Ling Yuan raised her eyebrows with a strange look in her eyes.

What these clan leaders say is really interesting. What is sightseeing? It's obviously to go and see gossip.
But she also wanted to see it.

He smiled and nodded slightly: "The guest should follow the host's wishes, Ling Yuan will certainly have no problem with that."

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)