Douluo: Rebellious son of the Tang family

Chapter 488: Close to the nostalgia and cowardly.

Chapter 488: Fear of being close to home.

Qibao Glazed Sect.

When Ning Rongrong descended from the sky like a fairy, she looked at the majestic and glorious castle not far away, but hesitated and did not dare to step forward. When she saw the familiar castle again, her eyes couldn't help but get a little moist.

Twenty years.

How many twenty years are there in life?

It is difficult for others to understand the feeling of not seeing parents or relatives for twenty years.

Along the way, Ning Rongrong also took the opportunity to learn about the current situation on the mainland. He found that the overall situation was pretty good. There was no fighting between Xingluo and Tiandou, and there was no big move on the part of Wuhun Palace.

Everything seems to be the same as it was twenty years ago. It's just that the undercurrents are unknown to ordinary people. If she wants to know the real situation, she has to wait until she meets her father.

Take a deep breath.

Ning Rongrong suppressed her timidity of being close to home and slowly walked towards her castle step by step.

From a distance, the disciple of the outer sect who was responsible for guarding the gate saw a woman approaching. At first, he thought it was just someone who strayed into private property, but as the person got closer and closer, the appearance of the person gradually became clearer.

Huh? Why does this person look familiar?

This outer disciple looks to be about forty or fifty years old. He has been guarding the gate for many years. He has seen all kinds of people and knows the faces of many high-ranking people. So he is absolutely sure that he knows that person.

, and he is also a person of extremely high status.

Who is it?

He scratched his head and tried to think back.

As the woman gradually approached, his eyes suddenly widened, and a series of fragments emerged from the depths of his memory. The boss couldn't help but open his mouth, as if he had seen something incredible.

Until the woman walked up to him, a familiar voice sounded in his ears, "Are you Xiao Guizi? Why are you still guarding the gate after so many years?"

Ning Rongrong looked at the outer disciple who was guarding the gate in front of him, and vaguely remembered that when he went to Poseidon Island twenty years ago, this guy was the gatekeeper. How come twenty years have passed? He is still so unimproved and still in trouble.

Guard the gate?

"Little... little..."

The outer disciple who was guarding the gate finally came to his senses, looked at the woman in front of him, and stammered some words that he couldn't speak clearly.

He was absolutely certain that the woman in front of him was exactly the one he thought of. Although it had been twenty years, her appearance had not changed at all. She was still so young. But it was not strange for some soul masters to be very old but look young.

Things. So he was absolutely sure that the person in front of him was definitely the person he thought.

"...Miss is back!!!"

Finally I said what I had been holding back.

A loud roar, with soul power attached to it, spread far away and successfully shocked the entire Qibao Glazed Sect Castle.

The next moment.

Within the headquarters of the Qibao Glazed Sect, waves of aura rippled out. Apparently they were alarmed by the sound.

Wait until you realize what the voice said.

Inside the sect's station, two powerful auras burst out first, and then quickly approached.

Ning Rongrong just smiled, silently waiting for those two breaths to come.

Soon, two lights, one in front and one behind, landed in front of them and turned into two old men.

The appearance of the two old men was very different.

An old man was wearing a spotless snow-white robe, with white beard and hair. His long silver hair was neatly combed behind his back. He had a simple appearance and a face as delicate as a baby. The whole person exuded the air of a worldly master inside and out.

breath.

The other old man has a haggard face, a tall frame, and a thin body. As a result, his clothes seem to be completely supported by bones. His muscles and skin are shriveled, and his eye sockets are sunken. If he saw it at night, he would look like

A huge skeleton with a few sparse white hairs hanging on the scalp, it looks as ugly as possible. Standing next to the previous old man, they are two opposite extremes.

But at this time, the two old men were looking at the returning Ning Rongrong with tears in their eyes. They seemed to be so excited that they were speechless. It seemed that the next moment, even if their hearts beat too fast, they would be taken away.

It's not something impossible.

These two old men were none other than the two titled Douluo of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Sword Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gurong.

Ning Rongrong looked at the two old men in front of her with a smile, her eyes also filled with tears, but she couldn't say anything because all words seemed to have lost their meaning at this moment.

Soon, many people rushed out from the castle.

The leader is a middle-aged man. This man has a face like a crown jewel, a straight nose and a square mouth. He has an elegant and gentle appearance. He is dressed in a pure white robe and is spotless. He looks about fifty or sixty years old, with soft eyes. He looks like...

He is an ordinary person. His black and white hair hangs down his back, bringing him a sense of vicissitudes of life. Even though he is older, he still has this grace.

At this time, when the middle-aged man saw Ning Rongrong, he finally couldn't maintain his calm posture. He quickly rushed to Ning Rongrong and looked up and down at his daughter, who had hardly changed much from twenty years ago.

.

I obviously have a lot to say, but I don't know what to say at this moment.

There was silence for a while.

In the end, it was Ning Rongrong who broke the silence.

"Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bone, Dad..."

Ning Rongrong looked at her family members who looked much older than twenty years ago, especially when she saw Ning Fengzhi's black and white hair and her old appearance. She felt excited and guilty in her heart. Finally, she took a deep breath.

After a breath, he showed a smile that was no different from twenty years ago, "...I'm back."

"well……"

Ning Fengzhi looked at her daughter who was the same as she was twenty years ago, and her excitement finally calmed down a little. In the end, she just said: "...It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."

Many times, some feelings do not need to be expressed in disgusting words.

Next.

The two old men and Ning Fengzhi happily welcomed the little princess in who had returned from many years of absence.

Then there was a family dinner.

During the banquet.

"Come on, Rongrong, this is your favorite food." Ning Fengzhi, the old father, kept picking up food for Ning Rongrong, and the smile on his face never stopped, "Eat more, look at how hungry you are.

Lost weight."

"Try this too, it's delicious."

The two old men, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, naturally joined the ranks of picking up food for the children.

The three of them seemed to be competing, one chopstick at a time and one at a time picking up food for her.

After a while, the food in Ning Rongrong's bowl piled up into a small mountain.

And what can Ning Rongrong do about this?

Naturally, I could only accept the order and eat it all.

Otherwise, wouldn’t all the efforts of the family have been wasted?

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