Chapter 348 It’s just a fluke, guests do as they please
The disciple flew away.
Bone Douluo then landed on the ground with a target depicting Qian Renjue's appearance and studded with arrows.
Standing next to Ning Rongrong.
Bent down and rubbed her hair.
Concerned: "Little Princess Rongrong, why are you suddenly unhappy again?"
Ning Rongrong raised her little face.
Looking at Bone Douluo and grabbing his generous hand, there was annoyance and worry on his face.
“Grandpa Bones.”
“Will Brother Shengzi not come to see Rongrong?”
Bone Douluo was stunned for a moment. He had just started to feel cheerful, but now he was a little autistic again.
Take a deep breath, smile and comfort:
"How could it be?"
"Little Princess Rongrong is so smart, couldn't she have imagined that he came here on purpose? Do you think it’s yours?”
A look of surprise flashed in Ning Rongrong’s eyes.
"Really? Brother Shengzi came here specifically to see Rongrong?"
"Is it possible that I still want to see your Grandpa Bones?"
Bone Douluo smiled and nodded.
"That's good, that's good. Brother Shengzi is so good, he will definitely come."
Ning Rongrong let go of Bone Douluo's hand.
He patted his heart carefully.
Gu Douluo let out a hearty laugh.
"Haha. Even if we don't come, Grandpa Bones will take Rongrong after him."
"I, I don't want to catch up."
Ning Rong Rong's face was slightly crimson, and he was talking duplicity.
"Okay, okay, if Rongrong says I won't chase him, I won't chase him."
Bone Douluo laughed and nodded repeatedly.
Raised the target in his hand and asked with a smile:
"Little Princess Rongrong, do you want to play a few more rounds with Grandpa Bones?"
"No. .Rongrong doesn’t want to play anymore.”
Ning Rongrong poked the ground and shook her head
Put away the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, walked to the stone next to it and sat down.
Put your chin on your hands.
Looking helplessly in the direction of the tower where the living room is located.
"Grandpa Bones, when do you think Brother Shengzi will come here~"
"How does Grandpa know?"
Gu Douluo shook his head helplessly.
Like a naughty boy, he threw away the target and imitated Ning Rongrong and sat on the stone.
Put your chin on your hands and stare at the tower in the distance.
The air fell into silence.
Ning Rongrong pursed her pink lips, turned to look at Bone Douluo, and said strangely:
"Grandpa Bones, what are you doing?"
Gu Douluo responded with a smile on his face.
"Grandpa Bones is waiting with Rongrong for his fiancé, waiting for that brat to come."
"Grandpa Bones~"
I heard the word ‘fiancé’.
Ning Rongrong shyly grabbed Bone Douluo's arm, coquettishly, with dissatisfaction written on her face.
“Haha~ Little Princess Rongrong will be shy too.”
Bone Douluo laughed heartily.
“Grandpa Bones is not allowed to laugh!”
Ning Rongrong scolded, with a blush on her face.
Compared to before, she has grown up a little and understands many things.
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Qibao Glazed Sect, in the living room.
Qian Renjue and Ling Yuan have already sat down, and the small table in front of them is piled with fruits
The maids around me are all cat ladies and dog ladies.
Ning Fengzhi put down the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile:
“I heard that His Royal Highness the Son has been acting pope for several months in recent years. Now it seems that this is indeed the case, and his temperament is even more royal. .”
“Zongzhu Ning said something serious.”
Qian Renjue shook his head with a smile.
He took the fruit wine handed over by Ling Yuan and put it on the table in front of him.
"I just deal with some things casually for the teacher, it doesn't mean anything. In terms of management, I'm afraid I have to learn more from Sect Master Ning."
"Haha. Your Highness is still so humble. ”
Ning Fengzhi couldn’t help but laugh, not taking Qian Renjue’s words seriously at all.
Sword Douluo’s mind was not on these things at all.
Looking at Qian Renjue, he said bluntly:
"Last time, the Holy Son said that he wanted to hunt for the seventh soul ring of a hundred thousand years. I wonder if it was successful? What kind of cultivation is he now?"
Qian Renjue couldn't help but smile as he sipped the fruit wine. "Senior Lao Chenxin is concerned about me. Now I am already a seventy-seventh level soul saint."
"What?!"
Sword Douluo's eyes widened.
The wine glass in his hand was almost broken, and he was horrified.
Ning Fengzhi was not much better.
I almost spit out my wine, my glasses almost fell off, I raised my hand to wipe my mouth.
The face is filled with bitterness and wonder.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son is really unexpected."
"Every time I think I have overestimated His Highness, I never expected that I have underestimated him a lot."
Sword Douluo put down the wine glass in his hand. .
The pair of sword eyes looked at Qian Renjue, as if looking at a monster, but also with a little fighting spirit
"..."
Lingyuan Douluo couldn't help laughing when he saw the wonderful expressions on the faces of the two people opposite him.
Looking at Qian Renjue beside him
There was tenderness in his eyes, full of pride and conviction.
“It’s just a fluke, a fluke.”
Looking at Qian Renjue’s forced modesty
Ling Yuan had a silly smile on her face, and His Highness was still so cute occasionally.
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo’s brows twitched slightly.
In less than a year, no matter how good your luck is, you won’t be able to improve so much!
Da da da!
Rapid footsteps sounded from outside.
"Lord Sect Master! My subordinates are here to take back their lives."
The expression on Ning Fengzhi's face was speechless, showing a bit of gloating.
Rongrong didn't come
It seems that he guessed it right.
“Just say it.”
"Yes!"
The disciple responded first, and then immediately repeated Ning Rongrong's words.
"Miss Rongrong said that she has to practice and is very busy and has no time."
Hearing the words of the disciple of Qibao Glazed Sect.
Qian Renjue had expected it, but he couldn't help but felt a headache and held his forehead.
It seems like we have to coax the child later.
“This girl Rongrong is always clamoring to see the Holy Son, why are you getting angry?”
Ning Fengzhi frowned and scolded softly.
But to Qian Renjue, it always seemed a little fake, as if it was made for him to see.
Even Lingyuan saw it.
Snickering softly.
"Go! Go again and call Rongrong over!"
Ning Fengzhi had not finished speaking.
Qian Renjue consciously stopped him.
"Sect Master Ning, let's forget it. It was me who made Rongrong unhappy, so I should go find her."
"Your Highness the Holy Son, wouldn't this be a bad thing?"
Ning Fengzhi frowned.
"There is nothing wrong with it, I just decided happily."
< br>Qian Renjue stood up without hesitation.
Compared to Sword Douluo's unfriendliness.
He couldn't stand Ning Fengzhi's shady hypocrisy.
Dang even walked towards the outside
"Sister Lingyuan, wait for me here. This little brother, please show me the way."
" I don’t dare, please come here, His Highness the Holy Son.”
Looking at Qian Renjue’s back.
Sword Douluo's smile on his brows and Qian Renjue's performance satisfied him quite a bit.
I noticed Qian Renjue’s footsteps walking away.
Ning Fengzhi laughed out loud.
"Haha. It seems that His Royal Highness the Holy Son also has our family Rongrong in his heart."
He just acted deliberately fake so that Qian Renjue could find out.
"That's natural."
Lingyuan chuckled and nodded.
Ning Fengzhi naturally knows this, and those hidden weapons are good proof.
Raised his hand, smiled and invited:
"I wonder if Ling Yuan Mian can follow us and go to see the scenery elsewhere?"
Lingyuan raised her eyebrows with a strange expression.
What these sect leaders said was really interesting. What sightseeing, it was just to see the gossip
But she also wanted to see it.
Smiled and nodded slightly: "The guest does as he pleases, of course there is nothing wrong with Lingyuan."
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of this chapter)