138 Mother-daughter confrontation!"Tang San, although your teacher has been treated by me, he still needs to rest!"
"We won't bother you anymore, it should be okay for you to be here, right?"
Ning Fengzhi said in a calm tone, holding Ning Rongrong's hand and about to walk out.
Seeing this, Tang San did not try to stop him. He still had some things he wanted to discuss with Yu Xiaogang alone.
He immediately said, "Don't worry, Uncle Ning, I'll take care of the teacher here!"
As he spoke, Tang San looked at Ning Rongrong with anticipation in his eyes.
See here.
Ning Fengzhi silently blocked Ning Rongrong's figure and pulled her outside.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Ning Rongrong keenly felt that Ning Fengzhi seemed to be in a bad mood.
After taking a deep breath, Ning Fengzhi turned his head to look at Chen Xin beside him and said with a sigh: "Uncle Jian, do you think my original decision was a big mistake?"
"It seems that since we came into contact with Tang San, our relationship with Feng Yao has become as tense as it can be!"
"Even Qinghe seems to be trying to win over Feng Yao, and has gradually distanced himself from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. The relationship between him and us has also become more subtle!"
Ning Fengzhi thought of the look he had given Xue Qinghe before, but the other party was obviously on Feng Yao's side.
In that situation, Xue Qinghe, as the crown prince, did not stand up to speak, which was the greatest bias.
What's more, I was still able to send a message to the other party.
"Feng Zhi, Xue Qinghe and you are master and disciple after all, so it won't be a big deal no matter what!" Jian Douluo frowned, his eyes swept over Ning Rongrong inadvertently, and said softly: "But Feng Yao is different!"
"Based on what he did just now, Feng Yao's soul power is definitely not lower than level 65!"
"Feng Zhi, do you know what it means to be a high-level Soul Emperor who is just fifteen years old?"
Chen Xin's solemn words made Ning Fengzhi amazed.
"It's truly amazing!"
"More than just a brilliant talent! Now Feng Yao has Dugu Bo and Liu Erlong, two Titled Douluo, to protect him, as well as Xue Qinghe and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan."
"I'm afraid that Feng Yao will be invincible for an entire era in the future!"
"What's the big deal? Even if he's a Soul Emperor, so what!" Although Ning Rongrong was amazed at Feng Yao's talent, her proud personality did not allow her to admit defeat.
What's more, she is the most noble little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the future heir.
Even the princesses of the two empires were not as high in status as hers.
"Why is Grandpa Jian starting to boost others' ambitions? Rongrong is unhappy!"
Ning Rongrong turned her head, put her hands on her hips, and looked like she was about to start coaxing me.
But after a few breaths, no nice words came.
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but open one eye and observe secretly.
But when he saw Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chenxin were staring at him, he felt a sudden panic in his heart.
"Dad, Grandpa Jian! Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Rongrong, it seems that your contact with Tang San during this period of time has not only brought those hidden weapons to the sect, but also made you even more arrogant!" For the first time, Ning Fengzhi's eyes showed dissatisfaction with Ning Rongrong.
He turned and walked forward, ignoring Ning Rongrong's confused expression.
Sword Douluo Chenxin sighed, patted Ning Rongrong on the shoulder, and said softly: "Rongrong, it's time for you to grow up and understand your father's painstaking efforts earlier, so that you can inherit the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect from your brothers!"
"Rongrong, if you continue like this, the future sect leader will most likely be snatched away by your brothers!"
"Remember, you are Ning Rongrong from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!"
After saying that, Sword Douluo Chenxin took the dazed Ning Rongrong's hand and followed Ning Fengzhi.
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When they first arrived in Wuhun City, before the Wuhun Competition began, each major college had its own arrangements.
The station is also arranged by ourselves.
That evening.
A golden figure appeared in the Pope's Palace built on the mountain.
The figure had long golden hair and a golden crown on it. Her face, which was more beautiful than Pope Bibi Dong, was stern. She was wearing golden leather armor and was filled with the aura of light, which made people want to get closer.
"What are you doing here?"
Sitting on the throne at the end of the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong held a scepter in her hand, her brows deeply furrowed, her face full of displeasure and undisguised disgust.
"I haven't seen you for many years. I miss you, sister!"
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Qian Renxue looked around at this extremely magnificent hall, her heart calm.
When she heard the word "sister", Bibi Dong clenched her fists violently, and a trace of pain flashed across her face.
"Do you know that if your identity is discovered, our plan will fail!"
"All the efforts I've made over the years have gone to waste!?"
"Sister, you must have forgotten now!" Qian Renxue's pretty face showed a sneer, "I am the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire. Now I am representing the Tiandou Empire to compete with your Wuhun Hall!"
"The Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, what a great reputation!"
"I just don't know how you will perform when the time comes!"
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at Qian Renxue below with an unfriendly look, and said in a cold voice: "If you came here just to say these nonsense, then you can leave!"
"Sister, as the Pope, you have such great power!" Qian Renxue had no intention of giving Bibi Dong any face, and continued to sneer: "It seems that the power of the Pope is indeed very great..."
"But I don't know if my sister can still remember who gave the Pope the power!"
"Yueguan Ghost, Demon Bear Spirit Kite, get out here!"
Qian Renxue's angry voice, accompanied by soul power, spread outward with the Pope's Palace as the center.
Fortunately, Bibi Dong took timely action and stabilized the sound within a controllable range.
Apart from the Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall itself, no one else could hear it.
"what you do?!"
Before Bibi Dong finished her words, she heard Qian Renxue's cold shout: "What should I do? I want to hear what you want to do."
"Who gave you the right to attack my people?"
"Don't think you can interfere in my affairs just because you are the Pope! The position of Pope will be mine sooner or later. Do you think that if you let a loser inherit the position of Saint, she can inherit the position of Pope?"
"wishful thinking!"
"I haven't settled accounts with you about She Long yet!"
Sudden.
Just as they were fighting with their eyes above, Yueguan Guimei and Lingyuan, whose names Qian Renxue had just called out, appeared behind Qian Renxue and knelt on one knee.
Even the demon bear, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was pulled over by Yue Guan and Gui Mei.
He looked so miserable, as if he would fail in the next second.
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