However, looking at Ning Rongrong's slightly unfamiliar but exquisite barbecue moves, they didn't bother to care whether they were being tricked.
As long as you can eat skewers, what else do you need a bicycle?
At this moment, a figure sneakily approached Ning Rongrong, with a flattering smile on his face.
It's Bone Douluo.
"Ning Rongrong, look, if it hadn't been for Grandpa Bone and me standing up to speak for you just now, would you have been treated like you are now?"
He rubbed his hands and smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his teeth.
"Besides, we are also grandparents after all. Grandpa Bone loved you so much in the past, right?"
Ning Rongrong didn't even raise his head, staring at the kebabs intently, and just said "hmm" from his nose.
Bone Douluo saw this and became more courageous. He moved closer and lowered his voice:
"Then you see... my 'hard work fee' of fifteen skewers per piece... can I be exempted from it by grandpa?"
"After all, we are a family!"
As soon as these words came out, other titled Dou Luo around him immediately cast wary and contemptuous glances.
Hello Gu Rong!
You shameless old man, you still want to be special?
Ning Rongrong flipped the skewers and paused slightly.
She finally raised her head and looked at Bone Douluo quietly with her red and swollen eyes from crying, with no expression on her face.
"Excuse me?"
She repeated it softly, then slowly shook her head.
"No."
Bone Douluo's smile froze on his face.
"Not only is it inevitable."
"Your price has to be increased."
"Others have fifteen strings per string."
"You, Grandpa Bone," she emphasized the word "grandpa" specially, "If you have ten skewers, you have to give me one."
"Pfft--!"
Bone Douluo almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
His eyes widened and he pointed at his nose with disbelief on his face.
"Why?! Why is mine so expensive?!" He was dissatisfied.
Ning Rongrong finally raised his head and gave him a look that said, "Don't you have any idea?"
"Who told you to sell me so decisively just now?"
Bone Douluo suddenly misfired, his old face turned the color of pig liver, and in the end he could only walk to the side and draw circles in anger.
There was a burst of unsuppressible laughter from all around.
Shooting yourself in the foot is you Gu Rong!
Heartbroken!
Extremely heartbroken!
Bone Douluo A bad breath is stuck in my chest, and I can't get up or get down.
Heartbroken, he decided to vent all his resentment on the culprit.
He glared viciously at Demon Bear Douluo not far away.
"You wait for me!"
"When Ning Rongrong finishes grilling the skewers, I will give you one back right away!"
"Just open your legs for me, wash them and wait!"
"Today, either you will explode or I will die!"
These cruel words full of pictures made Demon Bear Douluo instantly tremble with fright and his face turned pale.
He subconsciously clamped his legs and stepped back.
"You... don't do whatever you want! The rules set by seniors only count if you grill the skewers yourself!"
Upon hearing this, Bone Douluo was unhappy on the spot.
"Hey? You still don't admit it?"
Seeing that a new round of "egg crisis" was about to break out between the two, Ghost Douluo finally couldn't help but speak.
"Okay, just say a few words."
After all, he is from the Spirit Hall, so he still subconsciously points to Magic Bear.
In order to change the topic, he looked at Bone Douluo and asked casually:
"Gu Rong, why are you the only one who came back with Zhu Yun Divine Envoy?"
"Where are Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
Everyone's eyes are focused on Bone Douluo.
Bone Douluo, as for Bone Douluo, seemed to have been hit by a bolt of lightning, and his whole body froze in place.
His eyes widened and his pupils shrank violently.
Damn!
Yes!
Sect Master! Old swordsman!
Damn it, I was so busy eating that I almost forgot about these two items!
They are still fighting Tang Hao!
"On the way... I encountered Tang Hao on the way!"
Bone Douluo didn't care to vent his anger with Demon Bear Douluo, his face was more solemn than ever before, "The sect master was afraid that Zhu Yun Divine Envoy would be injured, so he asked me to bring her back to report the news!"
Tang Hao!
In the eyes of the outside world, Spirit Hall is the most wanted criminal, and he is also the murderer of Pope Qian Xunji.
This name, for the Spirit Hall, should have been taboo and synonymous with hatred.
In addition to Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue, who was sipping a beer, suddenly stopped.
Her beautiful golden eyes instantly burst out with undisguised and deep-seated hatred!
That was the revenge of killing my father!
Bone Douluo took in all her reactions and thought to himself, it is indeed the case.
Logically speaking, after hearing this news, this group of the Spirit Hall, with the title Douluo, should immediately prepare themselves and go to encircle and suppress them.
However.
As expected, the scene of heated crowds and shouting and killing did not appear.
Except for Qian Renxue's unpretentious hatred.
The rest of the titles Douluo, including Golden Crocodile Douluo, were all stunned for a moment.
Their eyes unanimously turned to the table Lin Feng.
I saw there that Bibi Dong seemed to have drunk a little too much, with a touching blush on her beautiful face.
Her whole body was almost hanging on Lin Feng, holding two wine glasses, blushing, and softly yelling about what she wanted to drink.
Everyone glanced at it, and then all turned back, with a flat expression of "Oh, I got it" on their faces.
Golden Crocodile Douluo even urged, "Girl, is my portion ready? Make it more spicy!"
This made Bone Douluo stupid.
What then?
And then it's gone?!
This is Tang Hao! The murderer who killed your predecessor Pope!
Shouldn't you all pick up the guy with red eyes and rush to fight him to your death?
Why do you show such an indifferent expression?
Where is the bloodiness of this group of people? Where is the dignity of the Spirit Hall?!
If Spirit Hall and the group of banned account Douluo knew about Bone Douluo's inner roar at this moment, I'm afraid they would laugh out loud on the spot.
Qian Xunji's life and death feud?
Joke.
You people outside don't know what's going on. How can we, the core and senior leaders of the Spirit Hall, still don't?
Except Young Master really thought that his father was killed by Tang Hao.
Everyone present knows that Qian Xunji is his own good disciple.
That is, the current Pope Bibi Dong was killed by his own hands while he was seriously injured?
To borrow the enigmatic words of my predecessor, this is the "result" between the two Popes.
As for that unsightly "cause"...
It's really too dirty and unspeakable.
Grand Elder Qian Daoliu, and even regard it as a lifelong shame.
Therefore, in order to maintain the sacred and glorious image of the Spirit Hall, we have no choice but to put this huge black pot firmly on the head of Tang Hao.
Are you going to delay our barbecue for a scapegoat?
What a joke!
Seeing everyone's indifferent expressions, Bone Douluo couldn't bear it anymore and yelled out.
"Why do you have such an attitude?!"
"Tang Hao before, but as soon as he came up, he hit him with his broken hammer, which shocked Zhu Yun Divine Envoy!"
His original intention was to emphasize the ferocity of Tang Hao.
However, the moment his voice fell.
Slowly, inch by inch, they turned their heads.
In the dozen or so pairs of eyes, there is no longer the desire for delicious food, nor the usual laziness and calculation.
All that's left is scarlet!
Bone Douluo's heart is ringing with alarm bells.
Did I say the wrong thing?!
In the horrified eyes of Bone Douluo, Qian Daoliu, who had been silent, slowly took a step forward.
She grabbed his collar and lifted it up like a chicken.
"What did you say!?"