Douluo: I can hear Qian Renxue's voice

"Grandpa Gu, why do you want me to be so anxious?"

The quirky Ning Rongrong asked curiously.

Gu Rong said with a smile: "We will know when Rongrong goes there."

Looking at Gu Rong who was showing off his skills, Ning Rongrong could only nod his head with a little complaint.

Soon, the two came to the hall.

Ning Rongrong first saw Ning Fengzhi sitting in the upright seat, and then his eyes quickly passed over and stopped at Xue Beng who was looking at him with a smile. Once he stopped, he could no longer look away.

"Brother Xue Beng!"

Listening to Ning Rongrong's bright voice, Xue Beng smiled faintly.

"Long time no see, Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong quickly ran to Xue Beng and sat down, and said happily: "Brother Xue Beng, are you here to see me?"

"Yes, let's see the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect."

Xue Beng said, then touched Ning Rongrong's head, and said with slight emotion: "We haven't seen her for such a long time, and she has grown so big."

When Ning Rongrong heard this, she frowned in displeasure and complained: "Hey, why do you talk like an old man now~"

"You are still a little girl who has not grown up."

"Nonsense, I've grown up, okay! I've already reached Level 31!!!"

Ning Rongrong said unconvinced, vaguely reminding Xue Beng of her arrogant and arrogant appearance when she was a child.

Sure enough, the eldest lady and the little princess are different.

Xue Beng didn't care and started bickering with Ning Rongrong casually.

"You must have suffered a lot in Wuhun Hall!"

"You must have suffered a lot in that Shrek!"

"Nonsense, I am the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect, how dare they make me suffer!"

"Then so do I. I'm so talented and gifted, and they treat me like an ancestor. How could they let me suffer!"

Although the two of them were engaged in a verbal exchange, there was unconcealable joy in their eyes.

This feeling is exactly the same as before, which is great.

Finally, Ning Fengzhi, who felt that the two of them had forgotten the topic, said helplessly: "Although I can understand that you must have a lot to say when you meet again after a long separation, but let's talk about the key points first."

"The point?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at Ning Fengzhi in surprise, then turned to Xue Beng and said, "Brother Xue Beng, do you have anything to tell me when you come this time?"

"Nothing wrong."

Xue Beng nodded, and then took out the Qiluo Tulip.

Ning Rongrong was deeply attracted by Qiluo Tulip at the first sight.

"Wow, it's so beautiful. Is this for me?"

Xue Beng smiled lightly and nodded.

"Of course, but this flower..."

"Thank you, Brother Xuebeng."

Ning Rongrong couldn't wait to take the Qiluo Tulip from Xue Beng's hand, looked at it with joy, and gently smelled the fragrance of the flower.

"I will definitely take good care of this flower."

Looking at Ning Rongrong with fond expressions on his face, Xue Beng and Ning Fengzhi looked at each other, and finally Ning Fengzhi spoke helplessly.

"Rongrong, these flowers are not for growing, but for eating."

"eat!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Dad, we are the Qibao Glazed Sect. How could we ever be so depressed that we eat a flower? And this flower was given to me by Brother Xue Beng!"

Ning Fengzhi explained in a troubled manner: "That's not what I meant. This flower is actually..."

"Besides, Huahua is so cute, how can you eat Huahua?"

Ning Rongrong said a little aggrievedly, while holding Qiluo Tulip in her arms and looking at Ning Fengzhi warily.

Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to look at Xue Beng.

It's hard for me as a father to speak, so you, the flower sender, should do the talking.

It's a pity that because I heard Ning Rongrong's words, I fell into an avalanche of memories and missed Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

Listening to Ning Rongrong saying almost the same words as Ye Lingling back then, Xue Beng felt guilty when he thought of that lovable girl whose eyes were full of him.

Let’s go see Lingling in a while.

Miss her so much.

When Ning Fengzhi saw that Xue Beng had not responded for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Why is this kid so distracted at this time?

"Ahem!" Finally, under Ning Fengzhi's "no trace" reminder, Xue Beng came to his senses, and then...

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Xue Beng's confused look, Ning Fengzhi complained to her pig teammates in her heart, and then said without changing her expression: "Xue Beng, why don't you give Rongrong a detailed introduction to the function of this flower?"

"What does this flower do?"

Ning Rongrong heard this and looked at Xue Beng.

"Brother Xue Beng, does this flower have any special function?"

Under Ning Rongrong's curious eyes, Xue Beng patiently explained the preciousness of Qiluo Tulips.

"Let my martial spirit evolve into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower?!!!!"

Ning Rongrong's mouth opened in surprise, and her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.

"Brother Xue Beng, what you said is true. This flower can really evolve my martial spirit into a Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda!"

"certainly!"

Xue Beng said categorically: "When did I lie to you?"

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong felt that the precious Qiluo Tulip that she had just returned as a treasure now weighed as much as a thousand catties.

The hands holding it were shaking slightly, for fear of damaging this treasure.

"This... was really given to me?"

"Well, that's right."

Xue Beng nodded, and then looked at Ning Rongrong sincerely.

"Rongrong, thank you for choosing to be on my side."

After hearing Xue Beng's words, Ning Rongrong felt that her efforts were worth it. Although she didn't care whether Xue Beng would repay her, she felt warm in her heart now.

However, she hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Brother Xue Beng, what about my father..."

"Of course this will also work for Uncle Ning, but I only have one of this flower. Now that I have given it to you Rongrong, I have no objection to whoever you want to use it for."

Listening to Xue Beng's words, Ning Rongrong was moved again, and then looked at Ning Fengzhi.

"Daddy."

Ning Fengzhi naturally understood what Ning Rongrong meant, and smiled lightly and shook her head.

"There are so many beautiful tulips. If dad doesn't want them, it's better for you, Rongrong, to absorb them yourself."

"But, isn't it your dream, dad, to break through the martial soul restrictions of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda?"

Looking at his precious daughter, Ning Fengzhi's eyes were full of tenderness, "But, to me, you, Rongrong, are more important."

"But......"

"Don't hesitate, Rongrong."

Ning Fengzhi looked solemn and looked at Ning Rongrong seriously and expectantly.

"Dad represents the present of the Qibao Glazed Sect, but you are different. You represent the future of the Qibao Glazed Sect."

Feeling the strong expectation in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, Ning Rongrong finally came to his senses.

Her delicate face looked serious at the moment.

"Dad, Rongrong understands."

Then, Ning Rongrong said to Xue Beng: "Brother Xue Beng, please tell Rongrong how to use Qiluo Tulip."

Xue Beng smiled slightly.

"good."

Ning Rongrong began to absorb Qiluo Tulip.

Looking at Ning Rongrong who was radiating a luxurious light, Xue Beng couldn't help but sigh.

Finally, there is still an immortal plant that belongs to its original owner.

Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong nervously. Although Qiluo Tulip's peaceful and gorgeous aura did not make them notice anything wrong, they were still nervous.

Especially Ning Fengzhi, looking at Ning Rongrong absorbing Qiluo Tulip with a straight face, she was silently encouraged.

Come on, Rongrong.