People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

The sunlight shined through the window on Ning Rongrong's face, adding a touch of golden color to her face that was already as pale as snow. Her eyes, which were once full of life and vitality, now seemed to be covered by dark clouds, and the deep tiredness and despair made people feel heartbroken.

Ning Fengzhi looked at her with mixed feelings in her heart. When had he ever seen his daughter so decadent and lifeless? He couldn't help but think of the dream he had just had. Did he really do something wrong? He looked deeply at Ning Rongrong, his eyes full of love and helplessness.

Then, he spoke slowly, with an indescribable determination in his voice. "Rongrong, don't do it again in the future. I will help you hide what happened before. Leave the rest to us adults." Ning Rongrong's shoulders trembled slightly, but her eyes remained the same. Calm as water.

"Yesterday, I dreamed about your mother. In the dream, she kept blaming me for not taking good care of you."

A flash of surprise flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes, as if she had been struck by lightning. She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. After all, she didn't have much memory of her mother.

Ning Fengzhi continued, "What your mother wants to see most is that you can be happy, strong, find your own way, and find the happiness that truly belongs to you. Instead of being trapped in your own shadow like you are now."

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave. But when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned his eyes to the window. Outside the window, the rising sun was lighting up the whole world.

"Rong Rong, Tang San has come back. He is completely different now. Don't make any other small moves. If he finds out, I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous."

Then, he strode out of the room, leaving Ning Rongrong alone in the room. Ning Rongrong looked out the window quietly, then turned into an expression that was neither sad nor happy. She looked at the golden sunshine filling the earth, but there was a dead silence in her heart.

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When Ning Fengzhi arrived at the Qibao Glazed Sect's meeting hall, several other representatives had already arrived. When they saw Ning Fengzhi coming in, they all stood up and saluted.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and motioned for them to sit down. He walked to the main seat, sat down slowly, and then said: "Everyone, I have called you here today because I have a very important matter to discuss with you." As soon as he finished speaking, the meeting hall fell into a trance. Quiet. Everyone looked at him, waiting for his next words.

"Everyone knows that the conflict between Haotian Sect and Wuhun Temple has reached an irreconcilable point. Now, Haotian Sect has decided to confront Wuhun Temple head-on. As the decision-maker of the alliance, I decided to make a risky decision ." Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang and others couldn't help but frown. They didn't know what Ning Fengzhi wanted to do.

Ning Fengji looked at them and continued: "I got news that the Wuhun Palace has a grain and grass troop at the border of the Star Luo Empire. I decided to personally lead the team and raid this place." Silence fell in the meeting hall.

"No." Yu Xiaogang reacted first. He shook his head and said, "Sect Master Ning, although we know that the grain and grass troops of Wuhun Palace are a good target for attack, we have not yet reached a unified opinion internally, and the evil spirits are still there. If we don’t find out, if anything goes wrong at this time, we may suffer heavy losses.”

Ning Fengzhi looked at Yu Xiaogang coldly, without any emotion in his eyes, "Elder Yu, I know what you are worried about, but I will go alone for this operation, and I will only bring three people I trust." Man, this raid will definitely succeed." He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and glanced at everyone in the meeting hall, "Our alliance needs a big victory, and this raid is the best. Opportunity." There was silence in the meeting hall, everyone was thinking about Ning Fengzhi's words.

"Okay." Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and nodded, "Sect Master Ning, I agree with your plan. However, we need detailed steps and careful preparations."

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, walked up to Yu Xiaogang and patted his shoulder, "Elder Yu, you are a smart man. I will arrange everything. In order to prevent the appearance of the inner ghost, this operation will be carried out by me. Just lead the team alone.”

The moonlight shone on the ground through the gaps in the leaves, and Ning Fengzhi quietly moved forward with Tang Hao, his son, and Bone Douluo. Cloaked in the night, they traveled through the forest like ghosts. Their target is the food and fodder troops of Wuhun Palace.

This operation is their secret. No one knows except a few of them. Ning Fengzhi believed that as long as they could succeed, they would be able to give Wuhun Palace a heavy blow.

The four of them followed the night,

Cautiously approached the food and grass troops of Wuhun Palace. They hid in the woods and watched ahead. I saw hundreds of carriages placed in a spacious camp in front, with mountains of food on them. Around the camp, there are a large number of Wuhun Palace soul masters patrolling. Ning Fengzhi nodded secretly in his mind. It seemed that Wuhun Palace had spent a lot of money this time, but their actions gave him a chance.

He turned to look at Tang Hao and Bone Douluo, both of whom nodded. Then he looked at Tang San again, and Tang San's eyes flashed with determination.

"Do it." Ning Fengzhi shouted, and the four of them jumped out of the woods at the same time and galloped towards the camp. Their speed was extremely fast and they were close to the camp in an instant. Ning Fengzhi raised his hands, and a ray of silver light flew out of his hands and hit the center of the camp accurately. Immediately afterwards, a silver light flashed, and the entire camp was instantly enveloped in a silver light. It is the martial spirit of Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect - the Qibao Glazed Pagoda.

Under the cover of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, the aura of the four people climbed directly to its peak. Then the three of them took the opportunity to rush into the camp. Tang San showed no mercy. He kept waving his hands, and pieces of hidden weapons spilled out like a heavy rain, specifically looking for the patrolling Spirit Hall spirit masters.

Bone Douluo's body flashed and turned into a strong wind. Wherever he passed, all the soul masters were knocked away by him. Tang Hao was not idle either. He strode forward, and every step was like an earthquake, making the entire camp tremble. He punched out suddenly, hitting the front of a carriage, and the carriage was instantly smashed to pieces by him. The entire camp fell into chaos in an instant, with frightened soul masters and carriages being knocked away everywhere.

However, at this moment, a powerful pressure suddenly fell from the sky and enveloped the entire camp. It was the titled Douluo from Wuhun Palace who had arrived. He took a deep breath, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and then opened them suddenly. A powerful stream of air burst out of his body instantly, and a huge green bear appeared.

It rolled in mid-air and let out deafening roars. This is none other than the ninety-third-level titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace, Demon Bear Douluo, and Lilith.

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