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Chapter 121

System: This Old Fox's Daughter Insulted Me, So I Have to Get Revenge!

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Under the gaze of everyone in the Spirit Hall, this Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect master actually finished the entire pot in one breath without leaving a drop!

He put down the bowl and let out a long, contented burp.

"Hiccup~ Comfortable!"

Ning Fengzhi slowly opened his eyes with a look of endless aftertaste.

Then, the expression on his face froze.

In the hotel, it was deathly silent.

Next to him, Bone Douluo opened his mouth, half-chewed the elbow in his hand and forgot to swallow it, just looking straight at him.

Sword Douluo on the other side silently moved his stool half a foot to the side, lowered his eyes and continued to kiss, with an expression of "I don't know him".

And on the other side...

Spirit Hall Those dozen people with the title Douluo all stopped using their chopsticks.

Their eyes were full of emotions such as "Sure enough," "I knew it," "Tsk, tsk, tsk," and "I didn't see it."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was even more explicit. He whispered directly to the ghost next to him:

"Old Ghost, do you see? A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. No matter how much he pretends to be like him, his true self will be revealed as soon as he eats."

"Repaying the richest man in mainland China, where is his demeanor? Where is his demeanor? Let a dog eat him?"

The sound is not loud, but who among the people present is not a good listener?

Ning Fengzhi felt that his old face was burning.

However, is the psychological quality of the number one assistant in mainland China just a waste of time?

The embarrassment only lasted three-tenths of a second.

The next second, Ning Fengzhi put down the jade bowl without changing his expression, and even wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel, as if the reckless man who fucked a lot just now was not him.

He looked across at Chrysanthemum Douluo who was looking forward to the show, and his signature gentle smile with a hint of alienation appeared on his face again.

"Elder Yue Guan, what a joke."

His voice was neither fast nor slow, with a calmness typical of a superior person.

"Ning has been weak since he was a child and is not as strong as your Majesty. His daily diet consists of clear soup and little water. How have you ever tasted this heavenly brew?"

"I lost my composure for a moment, but I made everyone laugh."

Seeing this, Spirit Hall everyone rolled their eyes.

But I was afraid that my senior would be displeased, so I didn't embarrass Ning Fengzhi anymore, and they all immersed themselves in eating.

But those vague sight lines were still like searchlights, scanning over the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect table from time to time.

Ning Fengzhi Of course I don't want to waste time in a place like this.

There are only two words in his mind right now.

Lottery!

What would happen if the reward that allowed Douluo, a person with a title of level ninety-four, to break through to the first level on the spot, fell on him, Soul Saint?

After he settled the bill, he carefully arranged his meticulous sect leader's robe, and then bowed deeply and solemnly in the direction of Lin Feng.

"Senior."

Ning Fengzhi's voice had a tremor that he didn't even notice.

"Ning, after finishing the meal, I dare to... please senior to give me a chance!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the Spirit Hall felt their hearts skip a beat.

What is supposed to come has finally come!

Lin Feng didn't even bother to open his eyes, the system's electronic sound of gloating about others' misfortune was already ringing in his heart.

[Consumption:5000 Gold Soul Coin.]

[System evaluation: A reasonably good leek, one who knows how to advance and retreat, understands etiquette, can give some sweetness.]

[But!]

The system's voice suddenly rose in pitch, with a hint of the villain's triumphant joy.

[His precious daughter named Ning Rongrong scolded this system bloody last time! This tone must be spoken!]

[Host, give him something sweet, and then tell him what Ning Rongrong did, and let him teach that little girl a lesson as a father! That's it!]

[Random rewards are being generated... Ding! The rewards have been locked: Martial Soul quality promotion--Seven Treasure Glazed Tile, transformed into Eight Treasure!]

Lin Feng felt happy.

You are a broken system and your mind is smaller than the tip of a needle.

But... I like it.

It's better to vent your anger on your own system than to help an insignificant girl.

He raised his eyelids, his eyes fell on Ning Fengzhi, his voice was calm.

"Your reward, Martial Soul Evolution."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi didn't wait for Ning Fengzhi to realize what these four words meant.

Lin Feng pointed at him casually.

Buzz--!

Ning Fengzhi only felt an irresistible force covering his whole body. His Martial Soul, the colorful pagoda, was forcibly dragged out of his body without control!

The pagoda was suspended above his palm, spinning crazily.

"Crack!"

A sound that seemed to come from the depths of the soul, like the crisp sound of broken shackles, could be heard clearly in the hotel!

In everyone's horrified eyes, at the top of the seven-colored pagoda, a brand-new, dazzling purple brilliance suddenly bloomed!

The light condensed and stood on the top of the seventh floor, constructing a brand new and incredible--

The eighth floor!

Seven layers of seven colors turn into eight layers of eight colors!

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo jumped up from their chairs as if struck by lightning.

Two famous people with the title Douluo in mainland China are just standing there stupidly.

"This... this..."

Spirit Hall The group of people clicked their tongues at the same time, their faces full of displeasure.

Damn, this old fox is so cheap!

As for Ning Fengzhi, who was the center of attention, he seemed to have had his soul taken away, staring blankly at the gleaming eight-story pagoda in his palm, motionless.

"Sect Master?"

Sword Douluo's voice was trembling a little.

Ning Fengzhi slowly raised his hand, his eyes straight, and then--

"Crack!!"

There was a loud slap, so clear that the entire hotel fell silent for a moment.

He tried his best to give himself a big mouth.

The force was so strong that half of his face became red and swollen on the spot, and the Purple Gold Crown on his head was knocked out of place, and his long hair fell down, making him look miserable.

"Sect Master! What are you doing!"

Sword and Bone Douluo was shocked and was about to step forward.

Ning Fengzhi raised his hand to stop them.

He felt the burning pain on his face, and the dullness on his face was finally replaced by an extreme ecstasy.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of uncontrollable, almost maniacal laughter burst out from his throat, and he no longer looked half like the strategizing leader he usually was.

"Haha... hahahaha!"

"It's true! It hurts! It's true!"

He smiled.

Tears couldn't stop rolling from his eyes.

"Father! Grandfather!"

"Ancestors!"

"Have you... all seen it?"

"The dream of our Ning family for generations, the shackles of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for thousands of years... are broken!!"

"Just today, it broke in my hands, Ning Fengzhi!!"

He cried like a child and laughed like a madman.

Immediately afterwards.

Under everyone's stunned eyes, Ning Fengzhi's knees softened and he knelt down heavily in the direction of Lin Feng.

"The kindness of my predecessors, Ning... no, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I will never forget it!"

Spirit Hall and Douluo, the number one auxiliary sect master in the mainland, saw the sourness in their hearts fade away, leaving only endless shock.

However, just when everyone thought that Lin Feng would let him get up with a wave of his hand as usual.

The expected action did not happen.

Lin Feng was still lying lazily on the rocking chair, not even opening his eyes.

He just let Ning Fengzhi, the dignified patriarch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the richest man in mainland China, continue to kneel on the ground.

An invisible pressure spread from the rocking chair. It was obviously very light, but it made everyone present with the title Douluo feel palpitations.

Just when Ning Fengzhi himself felt that something was wrong, Lin Feng's voice slowly sounded.

"Are you Ning Fengzhi?"

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