People are in Douluo, coaxing Xiaowu's soul ring

One hundred and ninety-two chapters have their father must have their daughter

"You see, the Soul Fighting Arena is a stage for soul masters to hone themselves and show their strength. Since they can hurt others in the Soul Fighting Arena, or even kill them, why can't others hurt them? Is it really like Lan Si?

As you said, you are a group of people who will beat you if I hit you

"Okay, but it's not right for you to fight back, you double-standard dog? If you always adhere to this style of dealing with things, then from now on, the entire Douluo Continent will be your enemy. Then what kind of soul masters do you think you are?" Maybe it's because

Disappointed with her daughter, Ning Fengzhi shouted uncharacteristically.

"Dad, I..." After hearing this, Ning Rongrong covered her red lips, and tears flowed down her beautiful face, unable to stop flowing down.

Sword Douluo on the side saw Ning Rongrong crying, and he softly advised Ning Fengzhi, "Fengzhi, I think let it go, Rongrong should have realized his mistake."

"Uncle Jian, don't worry, I won't punish Rongrong. Don't worry about this matter. Today I will teach her how to behave. Otherwise, after a hundred years, this great sect will sooner or later..."

Defeated at her hands." Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly and continued to scold Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong, one last question."

Seeing that Ning Rongrong had no reaction and only kept crying, Ning Fengzhi became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. If it weren't for Sword Douluo, he would have been unable to resist and slapped her with a big-eared melon seed, and said sternly: "Rongrong

, raised his head and looked at me."

"Dad, I..." Ning Rongrong raised her head timidly, and saw her father's serious face, with a fierce look on his face, and did not dare to look at him. She subconsciously looked at Sword Douluo on the side asking for help.

Sword Douluo sighed helplessly: "Rongrong, your father is doing this for your own good. Listen to what he has to say."

It was hopeless to seek help from Sword Douluo, so Ning Rongrong had no choice but to do as he was told, suppressing the anxiety and grievance in his heart and facing Ning Fengzhi squarely.

Ning Fengzhi said sternly: "Rongrong, you said that Lan Si snatched Dai Mubai's fiancée. He should have told you this himself. Think about it, if you were Zhu Zhuqing, I would marry you to a

Although his talent is good, he only spends his time wandering around flowers and changing with countless women. Would you be willing to marry a man?"

"Let me answer for you. You won't want to. Even if I scolded you a little bit last time, you would dare to run away from home and go to Shrek Academy alone, let alone force you to marry someone you don't like.

Okay. So, do you still think it was Lan Si who stole Dai Mubai’s fiancée, rather than him failing to live up to his expectations?"

"I...I don't know..." Ning Rongrong lowered her head again. At this time, her mind was almost blank. Facing Ning Fengzhi's lecture, it almost went in one ear and out the other. All she knew was that Lan

She was already a scumbag who hurt his companions and disrespected her, causing her father to scold her over and over again.

"You..." Ning Fengzhi's face turned red. He covered his chest with his left hand and spat out a large mouthful of blood. This was because Ning Rongrong was forced to anger him. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Ning Fengzhi changed direction.

Otherwise, Ning Rongrong would have to be sprayed in the face.

"Fengzhi..." Seeing Ning Fengzhi vomiting blood, Sword Douluo sitting beside him hurriedly transferred soul power to him to relieve the spurt of blood.

Ning Rongrong, with a worried face on his face, stood up and gently rubbed Ning Fengzhi's back. While doing so, he cried: "Dad, don't be angry anymore. Rongrong will never make you angry again, wuwu..."

..."

Although Ning Rongrong's outlook on life has become distorted and somewhat heartless after two years of training at Shrek Academy, she still attaches great importance to her father. At this moment, if she doesn't know, her father is

If you make yourself angry, then you are really a fool.

"Uncle Jian, I'm fine, just rest for a while." Ning Fengzhi raised his arm, turned to look at Ning Rongrong, his expression softened a lot, and he said seriously: "Rongrong, I will not force you to marry me."

The person you like will not do it now and will not do it in the future. But Lan Si is definitely not a thing in the pool, and you must not make enemies with him."

"And Oscar and Tang Ritian, I know that you have feelings for both of them at the same time. Oscar has come to see me in private once. If Oscar can really prove that he has the strength to protect you as a food-type soul master, then I

You might as well recruit him as your wife."

"But I still hope you don't agree to him too early, because five years later, Tang Ritian will return to Tiandou City. He is younger than Oscar, and he is a battle soul master. He can fight to a tie with Lan Si.

, his talent will definitely not be inferior to that of Tang San. If possible, I would rather hope that he can marry me. Because not only is he extremely talented, his prospects are far better than Oscar's. He also controls the fairy grass that determines the future rise and fall of our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

Ning Fengzhi's words undoubtedly coincided with Ning Rongrong's, because she had the same thought in her heart. She would hang on to Oscar first, and wait until he truly has the strength to protect her before agreeing.

As for Tang Ritian, although she was very tempted, she couldn't wait for a disappeared person all her life.

Ning Rongrong nodded heavily, "I understand, Dad, Rongrong will listen to you."

............

The conversation was divided into two parts. When Ning Rongrong was enacting the scene of fatherly love and filial piety, Lan Si, who originally wanted to go back to his room to spend the night with the kitten, was forced to go to the prince's palace by a forced voice from Snake Spear Douluo.

"Xue'er, it's so late, why do you want to see me? There is a competition tomorrow." As soon as he entered Qian Renxue's room, Lan Si saw Qian Renxue wearing a white nightgown, sitting in front of the dressing table.

She was combing her long golden hair, which was slightly damp, and she had obviously just taken a shower.

"Come here, Uncle She hasn't come out since he saw Zhuqing enter your room. I'm afraid if I hadn't asked Uncle She to call you over, you would have gone to Wushan with Zhuqing." Qian Renxue turned her back.

Lan Si, there is no looking back.

"Xue'er, how can you doubt me? I am sincere to you, as the sun and the moon can tell, the most I can do is hold Zhuqing, hold my little hand, kiss my little mouth, and then nuzzle...I will never dare to cross

One step at a time." Faced with Qian Renxue's questioning, Lan Si naturally couldn't admit that while releasing Qinglian's domain change skills, he naturally closed the door, released the soul-eating spider webs to seal the doors and windows, and walked behind her.

, carrying her to the bed in a princess hug.

The movements are completed in one go, without any sloppiness, and are very skillful.

"Young Master, you told me the same thing at the beginning, but you succeeded." Qian Renxue let Lan Si hold her like this, glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, and skipped the topic: "Ning

Feng Zhi, did that old fox come to you to ask about the fairy grass?"

"Well, it seems you have guessed it." Lan Si nodded and gently put Qian Renxue down. The two of them covered themselves with quilts, and Lan Si's hands reached into Qian Renxue's pajamas.

ps: third update

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