Douluo: The famous punch-in scene leads the sect to roll up

Qibao City, outside Qibao Glazed Sect.

Ning Rongrong was still wearing a light green dress, walking at the head of the sect hall, swaying her feet playfully.

She complained: "I finally came back, but my father is not here. Grandpa Bones, I wonder if my father avoided him on purpose."

The person known as Grandpa Bones is the ninety-fifth-level titled Douluo Gu Rong.

He coaxed Ning Rongrong helplessly and dotingly, asking her to wait patiently.

After a while, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin came back after going out.

"I heard that their little witch is back?" Ning Fengzhi's voice sounded from far away, mixed with a little eagerness and surprise.

Ning Rongrong playfully dodged Ning Fengzhi's hug, and said that she liked the gift from the two Douluo Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo more, and the one who gave her the gift would think more of her.

The three of them had not seen Ning Rongrong for more than a year. They felt helpless because of her coquettish and funny behavior, but they were very doting on her.

Ning Fengzhi cares about his daughter, and naturally he is particularly concerned about her cultivation matters.

"Rongrong, we haven't seen you for so long, what level is my soul power at?" Ning Fengzhi asked, Chen Xin and Gu Rong also looked at Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes, lightly tapped her cheek with her leg fingers, and started her Versailles.

"Dad, my daughter Ziren is mediocre. She has only been promoted to level ten even though she has worked hard in the past year." Ning Rongrong's tone was very calm, as if she was talking about an ordinary thing.

Because he was wrong about his daughter's stereotype, he unconsciously returned: "Oh, it's only level ten, so I can work hard for Rongrong. What did I say, level ten!"

Ning Fengzhi suddenly opened his eyes wide and blinked unconsciously.

Ning Rongrong smiled proudly: "That's right, he is now level thirty-seven, so I would like to thank Third Brother for the Qiluo Tulip!"

"Qiluo Tulip?" Ning Fengzhi asked in confusion.

Ning Rongrong was about to answer the question, but was interrupted by an attendant who rushed in from outside.

"Master Yi! A guest has arrived. They have handed you a greeting card and are waiting at the sect!" After saying that, the attendant respectfully handed the greeting card in his lap to Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Rongrong was interrupted. Although she was a little unhappy, she was not as angry as before, but waited quietly aside.

Ning Fengzhi raised her leg to take the sticker, waved her leg to signal the attendants to leave, and then unwrapped the gilded greeting card in her leg along the seal.

He took out the gilded letter paper inside, unfolded it and read it.

It turns out that there are a few big characters in it: Feng Zhi, they are coming.——Yu Huai Jin.

Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to smile bitterly. He was wrong about Brother Huai Jin's style of doing things at his own risk, and there really was nothing he could do.

Ning Rongrong saw her father's desolate look, as if he had seen through the world of mortals, and couldn't help but come closer and asked curiously, "Dad, who are you talking about?"

"Yu Huai Jin." Ning Rongrong looked at the initial signature on the letter and read it word by word.

Ning Fengzhi rubbed Ning Rongrong's head and said, "Rongrong, I don't know him. He is my father's friend."

"Friend, does Dad have friends he doesn't know?"

"Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, and Brother Huai Jin are here. Let's go out to greet them." Ning Feng said to the two of them, and then explained to Ning Rongrong: "Of course, dad will take me to get to know them."

Outside the Qibao Glazed Sect, Yu Qingqian, her parents, and Yu Doudou, who had come with nothing to do, were waiting.

Yu Qingqian and Yu Doudou stood behind their parents, talking in low voices.

"Why should I follow you?" Yu Qingqian asked.

Facing Yu Qingqian's question, Yu Doudou said: "What, you can't come if you have nothing to do?"

The bright moon of Yu Doudou is very different from the previous moon.

The long hair that she used to wear in the past is now tied high behind her head.

The jade-red hair crown shimmered in the sunlight, the belt was tightly tied, and the red and blue robes perfectly reflected his thin figure.

Yu Qingqian looked at him in the east and ignored his expression of neediness.

"Forget it, I'm here. What's going on with what you're wearing? Is the peacock in full bloom here?"

Yu Doudou stretched out his legs and shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I don't know whether he perfectly embodies the basic dress etiquette that a gentleman should have."

"Just me? Etiquette? Please don't look at my expression just now." Yu Qingqian crossed her legs and exposed him mercilessly.

Yu Doudou sneered and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Didn't he want to learn how to use a sword from Sword Douluo? Of course he wanted to dress more appropriately to show respect."

"Sword Douluo?"

Yu Qingqian thought of the red-haired man standing silently behind Ning Fengzhi at the Tiandou auction house yesterday.

Although he must be very old, as a titled Douluo, his face still maintains a youthful look.

He has a good-looking face, with pointed eyebrows and starry eyes, a high bridge of nose, and an angular east jaw line.

To be honest, the benefits brought by practicing cultivation are really countless, and the fact that your appearance will last forever is particularly attractive.

There are only a small number of people who possess martial arts spirits and practice them.

"No, Sword Douluo Chenxin, a ninety-seventh-level titled Douluo, the Seven Killing Sword of the Martial Spirit. His use of the sword is unparalleled." Yu Doudou admired.

Yu Qingqian knew about Sword Douluo because he had read the original work, but the sect had been in seclusion for so many years and didn't pay much attention to the outside world, so how did he know?

Seeming to see the confusion in Yu Qingqian's eyes, he explained: "Actually, he doesn't know Sword Douluo. Did the sect master tell him, or did he bring him to visit and let him learn to use the sword well?"

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"I see."

Yu Qingqian suddenly realized that he was not as affectionate as his father! He really did not miss any opportunity to use high-quality resources.

Ning Fengzhi brought Gu Rong and Chen Xin out to greet him in person, which also showed that Yu Huaijin's status in Ning Fengzhi's heart was extremely high.

When Yu Qingqian looked into the Qibao Glazed Sect, he saw Ning Rongrong following Ning Fengzhi.

Is it such a coincidence?

The time they came to visit coincided with Ning Rongrong's return to the sect.

Yu Qingqian emerged from behind her parents and moved towards Ning Rongrong in front of her.

"Rongrong, long time no see!"

Ning Rongrong did not expect that the people who came to visit their sect would treat Yu Qingqian and her family.

"Sister Qianqian, he hasn't seen me for a long time, am I fine?" Ning Rongrong rushed towards Yu Qingqian, hugged her, and asked with concern.

Yu Qing smiled slightly and said, "He is doing well, what about me?"

"Neither does he, and his soul power has reached level 37. It's all thanks to the fairy grass given to him by the third brother." Ning Rongrong said arrogantly, with an expression begging for praise.

Yu Qingqian couldn't help laughing, rubbed her head, and praised without hesitation: "It's amazing!"

"Wrong," Ning Rongrong seemed to have remembered something, "Third brother prepared a fairy grass for me. If I hadn't been there before, he would have asked him to keep it for me and bring it to me later."