The square in front of the Papal Palace.👹☝ 6❾ 🐧🍮
Two figures, one behind the other, slowly walked out of the towering Pope's Palace.
The leader was a man with a jade-like face, a straight nose and a square mouth, a refined and gentle appearance, and his all-white robes were spotless. He looked about forty years old, with soft eyes, and looked like an ordinary person no matter how he looked.
However, the Soul Master team patrolling outside the Pope's Palace bowed respectfully when they saw this man. This is enough to see what kind of respected status this middle-aged man has.
The middle-aged man has smooth black hair hanging down his back. Everything looks so casual and without any pretense.
First, he smiled and nodded at these armored guards, then moved his lips slightly, and asked through a message to the skinny old man who was one step behind him.
"Uncle Jian, how?"
The old man's beard and hair were all white, but his face was as delicate as a baby's. As his eyes opened and closed, an extremely sharp aura flashed through his eyes.
"Unfathomable." The old man said four words and continued after pondering for a moment.
"Fengzhi, back then Clear Sky Sect was forced to retire by the Spirit Hall. In recent years, under the leadership of contemporary Pope Bibi Dong, Spirit Hall has become even more powerful than before. We had better make plans early."
Ning Fengzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking silently.
How could he not have thought about what Sword Douluo, the pillar of the sect, said? Bibi Dong had already made Sword Douluo fearful. The one he met at the Heaven Dou City auction house was also not easy to deal with.
Even as the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he felt a sense of despair in his heart at this moment.
However, he was not too worried. After all, they Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were backed by the Heaven Dou Empire royal family. He did not think that the current Spirit Hall dared to risk the world to deal with them.
Ning Fengzhi responded and did not continue the topic.
"Uncle Jian, let's take this girl Rongrong back to the sect first. I'm worried that this girl's temper will cause something to happen in Spirit City."
Thinking of his favorite daughter, he couldn't help but look helpless.
Sword Douluo stopped with his hands behind his back and said dissatisfied.
"Rongrong is still young and loves to play now. I know her temper well. You only saw Rongrong's playful side, but you didn't see her well-behaved side."
Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head. He was very aware of Sword Douluo's doting on his daughter, so he understood without saying a word to refute.
At this moment, suddenly a clear and aggrieved voice came from not far away, "Grandpa Sword, someone is bullying me, you have to make the decision for Rongrong."
As the voice appeared, Ning Rongrong jumped directly into the arms of Sword Douluo like a baby swallow.
Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi were moved by the look of pear blossoms with rain.👊😳 🎁💋
"Rongrong, what happened?" Ning Fengzhi noticed Ning Tian, who was following Ning Rongrong with his arms hanging down weakly. He felt shocked and quickly mobilized Soul Power to take a closer look at his daughter's body.
Sword Douluo on the side was even more angry and wanted to release Martial Soul, taking Ning Rongrong to regain the place.
The green marble floor around him had countless neat cuts at some point.
"I want to see who dares to bully us Rongrong."
However, Ning Fengzhi stopped Sword Douluo with words.
"Uncle Jian, I don't see any injuries on Rongrong. Let's find out more about it."
Ning Rongrong left Sword Douluo's arms, blinked his big clear eyes at Ning Fengzhi, and said aggrievedly.
"Who says I'm not injured? Dad, look at my wrist. It's all red. Grandpa Sword. Look, dad doesn't even care about Rongrong."
After saying that, Ning Rongrong deliberately squeezed out a few tears to make his acting more realistic.
Sword Douluo quickly held her wrist with regret, "Be good, Rongrong, your father doesn't care about you, Grandpa Sword loves you. Grandpa Sword will vent your anger for you."
Ning Rongrong raised his head, tears flashing in his eyes, "Really?"
Sword Douluo said seriously, "Of course it's true. When did you Grandpa Sword lie to you?"
But Ning Fengzhi, who had been watching his daughter, discovered a hint of smile hidden in her eyes. Teenagers still couldn't hide their thoughts after all. He believed that Sword Douluo could probably see it, but he just didn't want to say anything to express it.
Although Sword Douluo said this, he was no longer as eager as before.
Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly and looked at Ning Tian and Ning Zhen who were kneeling on one knee not far away.
"Tell me, what exactly is going on?"
Ning Tian and Ning Zhen did not dare to hide anything, and told Ning Fengzhi what had happened before with a guilty look on their faces.
Of course, it also includes the matter of them and Ning Rongrong taking Ning Rongrong out of the city in a carriage without permission.
"Soul King with yellow, purple, black and black Soul Ring? Doesn't it look like he's only sixteen or seventeen years old?" After hearing what Ning Tian said, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo glanced at each other subconsciously.
Such a genius is beyond their knowledge. Even Tang Hao back then was not such a monster.
Ning Fengzhi was slightly stunned and looked at Ning Tian again.
"Did you recognize that person's Martial Soul?"
"Back to the sect master, that person's Martial Soul seems to be of dark nature, with black scales all over his body. The Martial Soul Possession looks somewhat similar to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Dragon Transformation, but this kind of Martial Soul has never been seen by my subordinates." Ning Tian said with an awkward expression while holding back the severe pain in his arms.
"Dark attribute?" Ning Fengzhi felt surprised again. As the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he knew a lot about all kinds of powerful Martial Soul inherited on the mainland, including those hidden sects that were not born in the world. But he had not heard of any inherited Martial Soul that had dark attribute.
Could it be Mutated Martial Soul?
Ning Rongrong on the side pouted angrily when he saw what his father wanted to ask, and started to fan the flames.
"Dad, that bastard insulted us Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"Rongrong! Girls, don't talk dirty." Looking at his daughter who was becoming more and more unruly, Ning Fengzhi frowned tightly.
Sword Douluo, who was on the side, couldn't bear to let Ning Rongrong be trained, and protected her behind him, "Fengzhi, what are you doing? Rongrong is wronged, so why are you scolding her if you don't help him?"
"Uncle Jian, Rongrong are almost spoiled by you and Uncle Bone." Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly, but Sword Douluo released his Martial Soul disapprovingly.
"Who said we pampered Rongrong? Wouldn't you know it after we go there?"
The surface of the body shone with light. A simple giant sword with a length of two meters and a blade half a foot wide floated in mid-air. Two yellow, two purple and five black, nine Soul Ring emerged from the feet of Sword Douluo one after another. This was Martial Soul of Sword Douluo, the Tool Martial Soul Seven Kill Sword that was known to have the strongest attack power.
The giant sword soared in the wind, Sword Douluo raised its middle finger and index finger together, and flew away from the Pope's Palace with Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong.
After what happened with Ning Rongrong, both Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi became very interested in this boy with the special Soul Ring ratio.
I can only do one update today, and I have another half-written update that I can't finish.