"Dad?"
Ning Rongrong covered his face and was completely stunned.
There was a burning pain on the left cheek, as if it had been burned with a red-hot iron, and five clear fingerprints quickly appeared.
She looked at Ning Fengzhi in disbelief. Her father, who always smiled gently at her in her memory, had a face as cold as ice at this moment.
There was no distress or anger in those eyes, just a... strangeness that made her feel bitingly cold.
She panicked, and the fear of annihilation made her instinctively turn to the supporter she relied on most.
"Sword Grandpa..."
Before he finished speaking, Sword Douluo Chen Xin took a step back expressionlessly.
This one step, seemingly light, was like an invisible chasm that separated the two people forever.
Ning Rongrong's outstretched hand just froze in mid-air. The fingertips were only a short distance away from the corner of Sword Douluo's clothes, but they felt like they were the end of the world.
Her last hope fell on Bone Douluo, and she begged with tears in her eyes, "Bone Grandpa..."
However, that tower-like man who always laughed heartily and would carry her on his shoulders.
At this moment, she just sighed heavily, her eyes were slightly red, but she still turned her head away cruelly, unable to bear to look at her again.
Being completely abandoned by the three people closest to me, in three completely different ways, at the same moment.
At this moment, something that supported her shattered from its foundation.
The tears that had just been stopped could no longer be controlled, like beads with broken strings, pouring out crazily. Her voice was trembling, with a crying tone, like a child lost in a snowstorm, wailing helplessly:
"Dad, Sword Grandpa, Bone Grandpa..."
"You... why don't you want Ning Rongrong? Don't you love me anymore?"
This sentence was like an invisible needle, piercing into the hearts of Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
Love?
How could you not love it.
It is a treasure that is held in the palm of your hand for fear of falling, held in your mouth for fear of melting, and is loved by the entire sect.
But now, this love is a deadly poison and the bane of genocide.
Ning Fengzhi Looking at her daughter's face covered with tears and fingerprints, her heart seemed to be grasped by a big invisible hand, and she was almost suffocated by the pain.
But he cannot risk the lives of thousands of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect people for the sake of his daughter, and he cannot ruin the inheritance of countless generations of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect just because of one Ning Rongrong!
He could only use colder indifference to cover up the heartache that almost tore him apart.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, in those eyes that became more and more transparent after understanding "Nine Swords of Dugu", there was only deathly silence left at this moment.
He saw all the "flaws" in this disaster and also saw the only "hope".
And that vitality requires cutting off the most precious family relationship in front of you.
Silently, he took another half step back.
"Roar--!!"
A deafening roar interrupted this extremely depressing atmosphere.
It's Titan Giant Ape.
It is dissatisfied.
Dissatisfied with the fact that these three tiny humans first made a sneak attack, then ignored its existence, and staged a family ethics drama in front of it.
But this roar was like a red-hot steel needle, piercing Ning Fengzhi's nerves that were stretched to the limit.
The string called "reason" in his mind broke instantly.
Ning Fengzhi turned his head sharply.
His eyes were red, staring intently at the mountain-like giant ape, and his face no longer had the elegant demeanor of Soul Master, the continent's first auxiliary system.
There were only two words left on that twisted face.
Crazy.
"Damn beast!"
Ning Fengzhi's voice was hoarse like two pieces of broken iron rubbing against each other. He used all his strength to point at the mountain-like giant ape.
"What are you yelling for!!"
He looked like a madman, facing the direction of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, and let out the most rude roar in his life.
"Uncle Sword! Uncle Bone!"
"Tear it up for me!"
"Yes, Sect Master!"
The suppressed death energy on Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo instantly turned into boiling murderous intent.
There was no hesitation.
They also need an outlet.
A sandbag into which they can pour out all their regret, pain and fear!
The Titan Giant Ape in front of me couldn't be more suitable!
Ning Fengzhi With a flip of his palm, the gleaming eight-story pagoda rose into the sky. The eight-color brilliance was unprecedentedly blazing, almost burning through the night sky.
He poured all his heart, all his Soul Power, and all his despair into it.
As for his daughter who was still standing there, with tears on her face?
He didn't even look at it again.
Ning Rongrong looked at his father Martial Soul who climbed to the incredible eighth floor, and was stunned at first.
Immediately afterwards, a huge and untimely ecstasy instantly drowned all her previous grievances and confusion.
Dad's Martial Soul... has evolved!
Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect thousand-year dream... has come true!
Tang San also reacted from the shock at this time. He looked at the giant ape who was about to be overwhelmed by anger and shouted eagerly at the backs of the three people.
"Three seniors! Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu is still in the hands of Soul Beast. Please save her!"
He thought that this request was reasonable and reasonable based on his relationship with classmate Ning Rongrong.
If he normally hears requests like this from classmate Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi will naturally consider helping to save people if there is no loss.
But don't you look at how the three of them are feeling now?
Ning Fengzhi didn't even look back.
He just squeezed out a cold, self-deprecating syllable through his teeth.
"Save her?"
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of uncontrollable, almost crazy laughter.
"Heh..."
"Haha... hahahahahaha!"
"If I save her, then who will save my whole Ning family!?"
"Get out!"
The last word was like thunder, blasting Tang San's mind completely blank.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong also noticed something strange.
Something is wrong.
Something is so wrong.
This is not a fight at all.
This is a hysterical vent!
My father in the past was strategizing, and every assistance was used with great precision.
But now, he is just mechanically and crazily throwing auras of amplification at Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo for free.
Soul Power is like a flood that has been opened, pouring out without control.
So does Sword Grandpa.
His sword has always been the sharpest sword in the continent. One blow is fatal, and he pursues the ultimate "break".
But now, every sword he swings is wide open and close, and the light of Soul Skill illuminates half of the night sky, which is dazzling, but more than 70% of his strength is wasted.
Grandpa Bone even gave up on the space restriction and defense he was best at, and like a crazy beast, used the most primitive brute force to fight Titan Giant Ape head-on.
"Dean..."
Tang San's voice was dry. He looked at the gorgeous but chaotic battle not far away and turned to look at Flender.
"Sect Master Ning They... why are they fighting like this?"
Flender and Zhao Wuji looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.
Of course they saw it too.
These two people who banned Douluo are not attacking Titan Giant Ape at all.
They were just using the most Soul Power-consuming method to hit the giant ape with their Soul Skill move after move!
As if... venting his anger.
Zhao Wuji reminded him almost subconsciously.
"Sect Master Ning, if you fight like this...Soul Power, will it consume too much!?"
"Shut up!"
Ning Fengzhi roared violently, and turned his head with scarlet eyes. His eyes were like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
The anger and murderous intent in his eyes made Zhao Wuji sweatdrop from his back, and he closed his mouth instantly.
"If you dare to talk any more, I will kill you too!"