Chapter 258 What kind of chat is a thousand-year-old fox pretending to be?
“What a talent!”
Although Sword Douluo is older, he is focused on cultivation and does not have a disdain for the world’s sophistication... Transparent, just not as transparent as Ning Fengzhi.
When Zhou Qing replied politely to Sword Douluo's words, Ning Fengzhi had already seen that the boy's eyes were filled with the same cunning as his own...
The light of wisdom .
Moreover, it seems that this kid did not intend to have too much contact with their Seven Treasures Glazed Sect from the beginning - and his current behavior of avoiding them without hesitation is the best proof.
Play hard to get?
Ning Fengzhi thinks this is unlikely.
Because it makes no sense!
After all, this cunning...smart boy should also know that if he wants to truly win the eyes of the Qibao Glazed Sect, he must show real abilities or reveal corresponding potential.
He only knows how to talk and talk, and in a sect that respects strength, he will only be despised by others. At most, he will be a clown who makes people laugh.
“Stop!”
Sword Douluo stopped Zhou Qing, “Since you are Rongrong’s new friend, come and have a meal with us. It happens to be noon.”< br>
“Isn’t this bad?” Zhou Qing scratched his cheek and expressed his unwillingness to disturb the other party.
“No face?”
"Then I'll be disrespectful."
Zhou Qing noticed that Sword Douluo's gaze became much sharper, so much so that his own skin trembled slightly, feeling a trace of pain, and he immediately followed the most pragmatic choice in his heart. Walk up to the two with your head held high, like a big rooster pretending to be a phoenix.
Ning Fengzhi was also speechless.
This guy is really knowledgeable about current affairs!
In the private room.
On the dinner table.
Looking at the delicious delicacies, Zhou Qing didn't care about the strange little eyes of Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, and ate so much that his mouth was full of oil.
Ning Rongrong saw that Zhou Qing was eating quite boldly, holding a pig's trotter and chewing on it, but also trying his best to prevent the juice and soup from spilling on the table. He also saw that his father and Grandpa Jian were not Feeling satisfied, he put down the knife and fork in his hand, grabbed the chopsticks, pierced a pig's trotter, grabbed it in his hand like Zhou Qing, and started chewing it.
【Sure enough, eating like this is much more refreshing! 】
Seeing Ning Rongrong like this, the corners of Ning Fengzhi's eyes twitched.
Although most of the children of the Qibao Glazed Sect did not have real noble titles, Rongrong, as his daughter, had also started to learn the corresponding noble etiquette from a young age in order to contact the powerful children of the Tiandou Empire in the future.
Not to mention, now that he has become Xue Qinghe’s teacher, his son and daughter will definitely have to contact Xue Qinghe in the future. If they don’t understand the corresponding etiquette, it will be difficult for him as a father. Responsibility!
But——
Seeing Rongrong eating happily and smiling, Ning Fengzhi suddenly had the idea that it would be good for her daughter to be happy.
As for Sword Douluo?
He had always doted on Ning Rongrong and didn't care about her eating habits. He just reminded her to eat slowly and not to choke.
"Children, are you full?" Ning Fengzhi didn't want to disturb Ning Rongrong's "unbridledness" at this time, so she could only start with Zhou Qing.
“It’s not bad, I’m seven-tenths full after eating.”
Zhou Qing put down the pig trotter bone in his hand and said.
Ning Fengzhi glanced at the empty dining table and Zhou Qing's round belly, and joked: "Then I'll order another table? I just hope you don't waste food."
"Seventy percent full is enough!" Zhou Qing's expression remained unchanged, "As a soul master, eating too much is not a good thing. You need to focus on cultivation!" "Ha!" Sword Douluo chuckled, " It's really impressive. How old are you? What is your soul power level? "
Zhou Qing was stunned by this series of questions. , just like when discussing marriage, the mother-in-law's family wants to know the man's material conditions, but they still tell the truth: "I hope that Sect Leader Ning and Sword Douluo know that I have spent six spring and autumn years, and my martial spirit It’s the heart, and the soul power is level 16.”
As for the issue of the soul ring, it is hidden.
Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi looked at each other and could see the surprise in each other's eyes.
Six years old!
Level 16!
Such strength is already better than the geniuses in the last three sects!
It is the fact that the martial soul is the heart that makes them a little confused——
To be honest, the heart is indeed very important, but after becoming a martial soul, it is really unclear what kind of role it can play. How clear.
The only known news about the Heart Martial Spirit is the "Friendship Tournament" in Notting City, in which a child named Zhou Qing showed a strong talent for close combat. Strong, good stamina, and even extremely powerful attack power...
"Wait a minute, your name isn't Qing Zhou, it's Zhou Qing!"
Ning Fengzhi looked directly at Zhou Qing.
"What? You actually lied to me!" Ning Rongrong heard that Zhou Qing actually lied to her and called her "Qing Zhou". She was so angry that she threw the pig's trotters in her hand at him.
Zhou Qing hurriedly raised his hand to grab the pig's trotters, put them back on the plate in front of Ning Rongrong, and said seriously: "If you like, you can call me Qing Zhou, I don't mind."
“Hmph!”
Ning Rongrong snorted, and was about to say something else -
"Rongrong!"
Ning Fengzhi's tone fell into a deep tone, he stopped her, and said to Zhou Qing, "So, you Is it the Zhou Qing who won the championship in the Notting City Friendship Competition? "
"This is not the championship of one person, but the glory of the entire team!"
Zhou Qing does not dare to take credit. If there were only Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Romantina without the cooperation of Wang Sheng, Qing Zhu Zhu, and Mo Hen, it would be impossible to win the championship so easily!
"It's really you." Ning Fengzhi smiled and said with emotion, "You are indeed a young talent. Not only is he naturally full of soul power, but he is also extremely cautious in his actions. I can already foresee that you and your companions will show off their talents in the mainland elite competition in the future. Scene. "
With Zhou Qing's talent, even if he is from a commoner background and has no background or influence, Ning Fengzhi is sure that he will be admitted to major high-end colleges in the future.
No matter how bad it is, there is a high-end college in Tiandou City that only recruits civilian children...
But——
"I want to invite you , and your friends join the Qibao Glazed Sect.”
[Here we come...]
Faced with Ning Fengzhi’s almost unquestionable tone, Zhou Qing calmed down. He picked up the napkin at the table, wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, and stood up from his seat. He slowly stood up from the chair, not caring at all that Sword Douluo's soul power was getting heavier and heavier on him, and shook his body, making a clicking sound, as if he was moving his muscles.
I saw him bow to Ning Fengzhi first, as if to surrender, but what he said was-
“Thank you for inviting me to dine with you.”
“But.”
"You want to take me into the Qibao Glazed Sect after just one meal, so I'm too cheap, right?"
Sword Douluo's eyes were solemn, and he signaled to Ning Fengzhi that he had already imposed all the pressure on Zhou Qing. The soul power oppression had increased to level 30 or above, and was still improving, but he actually stood up against the pressure, with his waist straight!
(End of this chapter)