Chapter 328 Dessert before meal, father is more valuable than daughter
“Of course grandpa will take your highness’s instructions very seriously, not to mention there is a recipe.”
Dugu Yan looked at Qian Ren Jue is all about obedience.
The fate of their Dugu family.
Whether it is present or future, it is given by Qian Renjue.
Watch the small porcelain bottle being taken into Qian Renjue’s hands.
Dugu Yan couldn't help but remind:
"Your Highness, please be careful. Grandpa said that the toxicity of this poison is unheard of."
"Well, I know this well. "
Qian Renjue nodded with a smile and received the small porcelain bottle into the system space.
He reached out and touched Dugu Yan's hair.
Looking up at Ye Lingling, who had already served the soup for him and was waiting for him to sit down.
"Okay, let's have a meal."
"Yes."
Dugu Yan's face turned red.
Grasp Qian Renjue’s palm, put it to his lips, and kissed it gently.
“Uh——”
Qian Renjue was stunned and looked at Dugu Yan helplessly.
"Yanyan, aren't you afraid that the porcelain bottle was stained with poison just now?"
"Yan slave is not afraid."
Dugu Yan blushed and shook his head slightly.
She still remembers the special status that Miss Xue arranged for her.
As the personal maid of His Royal Highness the Holy Son.
What happened to Tie Tie? !
"Okay."
Qian Ren can do nothing.
Pinched the bare hands of the two women beside him, and pulled Dugu Yan and Ling Yuan towards the table.
"Lingling, I will take you back to the college after dinner."
"Yes, I will listen to you."
Ye Lingling took off the veil that covered her pretty face. .
Zhan Yan smiled lightly
This was an extremely gentle smile that could only be seen in front of Qian Renjue.
Qian Renjue sat next to her.
Lean slightly toward her, purse her pretty lips, and treat her as a dessert before dinner.
Ye Lingling looked shy and spoke slowly.
She likes absolutely everything.
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Qian Renjue was having lunch with Ye Lingling.
Far outside Tiandou City, in a complex of buildings dominated by towers.
In a relatively primitive and cool forest.
Standing there was a little girl with short pink hair, her pink-purple eyes full of resentment.
My pretty face is stained with sweat.
Putting out her pink lips, she raised her slender left arm.
Aimed the hidden weapon at her wrist at the trees in front of her.
The tender fingers of the onion root trembled slightly, and three rays of cold light shot out and were nailed to the tree trunk.
Three arrows made only one sound.
It is enough to see the high quality of the silent sleeve arrows on the little girl's wrist.
"Brother Shengzi ~ you are a big liar!"
Ning Rongrong trotted to the bottom of the tree, kicking at the roots with her little feet.
Venting out one’s inner dissatisfaction.
"This Xiujian is so boring. Rongrong doesn't care about your gift~"
"Big liar! You don't even come to see Rongrong."
"I obviously promised it! Rongrong Everything will be destroyed!”
“…”
Ning Rongrong held the arrow and kept carving something on the tree trunk.
If you get closer.
You can see that Qian Renjue's name is engraved on the thick tree, wherever Ning Rongrong can touch it
.
Not far away. In the attic of a waterside pavilion used to escape the heat.
Ning Fengzhi raised his glasses and looked at his good daughter venting alone in the distance.
There was a somewhat helpless smile on his face.
“It seems that if Rongrong doesn’t eat lunch, it shouldn’t be a big problem.”
“Fengzhi, how did you become a father?”
Besides, Gu Dou Luo stood on the railing, hugging the big pillar of the attic.
He turned around and glared at Ning Fengzhi.
“Little Princess Rongrong is on a hunger strike, but you can still laugh.”
“Uncle Gu, there is nothing I can do” Ning Fengzhi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
This is not because he made his precious daughter sulky.
“Hmph!”
Sword Douluo, who was standing on the spire of the attic, snorted coldly.
"Isn't he accompanying the little girl from the Ye family? I'm going to catch him now"
"Yes! Xiao Jianjian, let's catch him now!"
Bone Douluo shouted.
Qian Renjue is so abominable!
Little Princess Rongrong was so angry that she no longer wanted to play with them!
“Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, haven’t you noticed?”
Ning Fengzhi didn’t stop him, but leaned on crutches, raised his index finger and poked his glasses.
Smiled and said:
“Every time the Holy Son appears in Tiandou City, he appears suddenly and then disappears suddenly.”
Sword Douluo jumped down from the roof.
Hanging upside down from the eaves, the hanging hair is naturally combed, like a sword pointed downward.
"Fengzhi, what do you mean?"
"I mean, it is not an easy thing to block the Holy Son."
Ning Fengzhi There was admiration in his eyes.
"Spatial ability!"
Bone Douluo easily thought of the key point, which was the spatial attribute he possessed.
“Yes!”
Ning Fengzhi nodded and analyzed:
“The Holy Son should have some kind of soul skill or soul bone skill that allows him to In a very short period of time, he traveled back and forth between Wuhun City and Tiandou City.”
Sword Douluo's white sword eyebrows frowned, his face became even more angry, and he said angrily:
"If you say so, that kid is even more irritating!"
"It's obviously so convenient. Soul Skill, why don’t you come and see our Rongrong?”
“Xiao Jianjian is right, it’s even more annoying!”
Bone Douluo was surprised by Qian Renjue’s performance. Spatial ability.
But he was even more afraid that Ning Rongrong would be sad.
"Oh, there's nothing we can do about it. The Holy Son may think Rongrong is too young to attack."
Ning Fengzhi had a wry smile on his face.
Looking at my daughter under the shade of the tree, holding two Zhuge Divine Crossbows again, venting her anger.
“How cute it is to be small.”
Bone Douluo squatted on the guardrail with fondness in his eyes.
I didn’t mention catching Qian Renjue again.
Instead, he asked curiously: "Speaking of Fengzhi, what is the gift he sent this time?"
"..."
Ning Fengzhi was silent for a moment.
Youyou said: "It is still the kind of thing that is collectively called a hidden weapon, called insinuation. I have seen it, and it can cause damage to the Soul Lord without soul power!"
Hearing Ning Fengzhi words.
Both Jian and Gu were a little silent, their eyes solemn.
Just killing the Soul Lord is naturally nothing.
You can add the words "no soul power required", the gold content is a qualitative improvement.
"It seems that the rise of Wuhun Palace is unstoppable."
Sword Douluo had emotion in his eyes.
He doesn’t think that such a small, lethal gadget cannot be mass-produced.
“Yes, he may be the most successful pope.”
Ning Fengzhi felt a little lucky.
Gu Douluo said in surprise:
“Fengzhi, you actually gave that boy such a high evaluation?”
“Uncle Bone, do you know? It’s getting better and better. Many low-level soul master academies and intermediate soul master academies have cooperated with Wuhun Hall. I’m afraid it won’t take many years for Wuhun Academy to become the highest school in the world!” Feeling frustrated.
“This Holy Son has laid the foundation for Wuhun Palace’s continued prosperity. His foresight is beyond my comparison.”
"Haha. In the future, I may be more valuable than my father."
Ning Fengzhi laughed at himself like a joke.
The sword and bones were silent.
Not to mention anything else, Qian Daoliu left them unable to resist.
Think about it carefully.
This seems good.
They can also live a more relaxed life, and so can Fengzhi and Rongrong.
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of this chapter)