Chapter 237 Executive Elder, Worshiping Lin Qibao
Unknowingly.
Bibi Dong lay down on his seat, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
I don’t know how long it took.
I heard Hu Liena’s laughter in a trance.
The soft and plump body crashed into the warm embrace, the familiar heartbeat.
The delicate body floated up and down again, and has been leveled.
The concave and convex graceful figure is covered by brocade clothes with residual warmth.
The back of the head is soft and the fragrance lingers on the nose.
Qian Renxue’s teasing laughter filled my ears.
"Jue, what are you doing standing around? You are the Holy Son, and my sister is responsible for supervising you."
There is also Qian Renjue's helpless complaint.
"Sister, take care of mom. When I finish, we will go home."
"Nana, bring over what you have sorted out."
< br>"Yes, Nana will help senior brother."
"..."
Bibi Dong's long eyelashes trembled.
A bit of light is dazzling, and there are looming figures in the sight.
The golden figure has taken off his coat and is wearing a crown
Sitting on the edge of the seat.
She was resting on Qian Renxue's lap, and Qian Renxue was leaning on Qian Renjue's shoulder.
Hu Liena stood beside her, smiling and packing things.
Bibi Dong closed her eyes again.
A smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
If she could, she really wanted to just sleep like this.
"Sister, when you go undercover, haven't you learned how to criticize discounts?"
"Stop talking, sister, let's get some sleep."
"Okay."
Seeing that Qian Renxue was unreliable, Qian Renjue turned his attention to his junior sister again.
“Nana, do you want to learn?”
"Ah? Why should Nana learn that?"
Hu Liena was slightly stunned and raised her eyes to look at Qian Renjue who was wearing a crown in confusion.
"After learning, help senior brother, Nana, are you willing?"
Qian Renjue Xunshan said
"Help senior brother?"
Hu Liena said to The warm purple eyes on his face were red, and he nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, of course Nana is willing!"
"Okay! Very good. From now on, senior brother will let you be the administrative elder and assist me in handling things."
" Is it true? Brother, don’t lie to Nana.”
“Of course it’s true!”
Qian Renjue lowered his voice and spoke firmly.
He doesn’t want to sit here reading and writing every day.
You have to find someone to share the burden.
"Thank you, senior brother. Nana will learn from it hard."
Hu Liena is smiling all over her face.
Completely immersed in the joy of being able to assist Qian Renjue
"Ahem, of course, you are still young, and your main task is to practice."
Qian Renjue coughed dryly Twice.
If he wants to be lazy, that will happen in the future, but he cannot delay Hu Liena’s cultivation.
“Well, Nana understands!”
Hu Liena nodded seriously.
Full of motivation.
Qian Renxue pursed her red lips and suppressed a smile. She never expected that Jue could be so sinister.
The key point was that Hu Meizi was still enjoying it.
My brother is awesome!
……
Noon time.
Qian Renjue hugged Bibi Dong and walked back to the yard.
Above the mountain top.
Seven streams of light flew away, heading towards Tiandou City.
The shooting stars catch up with the moon and are majestic.
“Huh?”
Qian Renxue raised her eyes and looked in the direction of Tiandou, but could only see a few black shadows.
Qian Renjue stopped.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing."
Qian Renxue shook her head, feeling a little confused.
Grandpa, why did he take all the veterans of Wuhun Palace with him when he went to Qibao Glazed Sect?
Are you planning to use coercion instead of using inducements?
Bibi Dong, who was lying in Qian Renjue’s arms, also saw those figures.
There was some confusion in his eyes.
"Mom, we're already home."
"Huh?"
Bibi Dong retracted her gaze and pinched Qian Renjue's face teasingly.
"Do you still have a sense of responsibility? You haven't even entered the house yet." "..."
——
Evening time.
The golden light shines on the top of the tower, making it colorful.
Six or seven mung beans seemed to be falling from the sky and falling downwards.
Inside the Qibao Glazed Sect.
In the simple and solemn hall, the furnishings are mostly luxurious.
Large and magnificent crystal chandelier.
Illuminating the various wood carvings and antiques displayed in the surrounding corners.
Antique and luxurious.
Facing the door is a desk, exuding the classic mellow agarwood.
The magnificent hall.
It doesn’t seem empty or crowded.
This is where the head of the Qibao Glazed Sect usually handles sect affairs.
Everywhere is quiet and elegant.
But at this time, there was a little noise.
A six-year-old child with short pink hair is lying on the office desk.
Pouting his little mouth, full of complaints.
"Dad, why don't you play with me anymore?"
"My Rongrong, can you come down first? Don't fall."
Ning Fengzhi reached out helplessly to hug her.
With a gentle smile on his face, his every move is elegant.
“No! Rongrong won’t come down”
Ning Rongrong grabbed her short skirt and rolled it on the table.
“Unless dad goes to play or go shopping with Rongrong.”
Uh-huh!
Two afterimages stirred up the breeze.
The two titled Douluo, Jian and Gu, stood on the left and right at the table.
I am afraid that my little princess will roll down.
"Rongrong, please take it easy. Dad won't ask you to come down to the head office, right?"
Ning Fengzhi held her hands in a protective manner with pampering.
“Hehe.”
Ning Rongrong stopped rolling and sat cross-legged on the table again.
"Can daddy go play with me?"
"Not yet. Shouldn't Rongrong be cultivating now?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head and changed the topic.
"Cultivation is so boring. Sitting there motionless is like a piece of wood."
Ning Rongrong frowned, she couldn't bear it.
Putting up his small face and smiling, he said:
"Unless dad takes Rongrong to see the little goldfish again."
"Ha"
Ning Fengzhi felt a little headache looking at her good daughter who had to negotiate conditions with him even for practicing.
At such a young age, he was reluctant to emphasize his tone.
"When Rongrong breaks through level ten, dad will take you outside to have a look."
"Huh? How long will it take?"
Ning Rongrong puffed up her cheeks and said angrily:
"Forget it if dad doesn't accompany Rongrong. Rongrong will go play with Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bones."
"Let Dad go. I'm suffocating here alone."
"Haha. Okay, grandpa will take Rongrong for a flight later."
Gu Douluo immediately smiled and nodded.
Just as Sword Douluo was about to speak, his sword eyebrows suddenly became sharp.
The aura from his body swept out of the palace
“Who is it?!”
Bone Douluo was slightly startled, and his expression changed drastically in an instant.
The information about the soul ring under your feet is displayed.
The shadow of the bone dragon hovered in the hall, rare antiques swayed, and a deep black hole formed on the table.
Ning Rongrong must be sent away first.
Poof!
Sword Douluo's momentum was like a mud cow entering the sea.
A golden sword energy stabbed, and the black vortex on the table collapsed.
"Fengzhi, hurry up. Protect Rongrong!"
Bone Douluo shouted urgently and immediately stood in front of Ning Rongrong.
The Seven Kills Sword hangs under the crystal chandelier.
It is filled with murderous aura.
Ning Fengzhi was already stiff, holding the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda with a serious look on his face.
He didn't know who was coming.
But I am sure that there is more than one person coming, and some of them are not weaker than Uncle Jian.
“Dad, Grandpa Bones, what’s wrong with you?”
Ning Rongrong crawled on the table, as if he was not affected at all.
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of this chapter)