I am the protagonist of Douluo

Chapter 32 The Little Witch and the Little Angel

...Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...

The main hall of the conference is described as grand and majestic, but it is also oppressively decorated with jewels and jewels.The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the richest sect in the Douluo Continent.

At this time, a middle-aged man was sitting on the main seat. The man did not look majestic, but rather elegant and amiable. If placed on the earth, he would have the temperament of a successful person.

Beside him, on the left and right, are two old men.The old man on the left is dressed in a black robe. Although he looks a little skinny, he looks rather muscular because of his large frame.The old man on the right is dressed in a gray robe, piercing the sky like a sharp sword.

Ning Fengzhi tapped the table lightly with his fingers, "Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, what do you think Wuhun Palace is planning?"

"It doesn't matter what idea they come up with! It's useless to reject any idea!" Gu Rong said.

Chen Xin snorted coldly, "So your brain is full of bones, can we reject Wuhun Palace! Not to mention that they offered us a bargaining chip that we couldn't refuse, even if there is no benefit, we have the strength to refuse Wuhun Hall Hall!"

"Just because we refuse to teach a child they can touch us?"

Ning Fengzhi sighed, "The key is that that child is not an ordinary child. He is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."

Then he said: "It is said that...the Holy Son of the Wuhun Temple has terrifying talent, but I don't know how much it can reach. I guess at least he is born with full soul power. With the importance Bibi Dong attaches to him, it is impossible for us to refuse, if we If you refuse, maybe you will really start a war."

Gu Rong scratched his head, he understood that he couldn't refuse, but he just wanted to refute at any time because he was upset.

Chen Xin stroked his beard, "Since he is here to study, then he should teach! Our sword practitioners are not so fancy, if he really wants to learn, I don't mind teaching him some real skills!"

"Taught him to turn around and deal with us in the end?" Gu Rong glared.

Chen Xin is also in a dilemma, if he is asked to deal with the real sword seeker, he can't do it.There are very few swordsmen in this world, and there are even fewer good seedlings. Either teach them with all your heart, or it's better to refuse, and don't waste your child's time.

Ning Fengzhi sighed, "Just do whatever you want, don't let people look down on you. But...if he wants to stay, he has to prove his qualifications, the best...is to let him retreat when he is in trouble."

……Dividing line……

"Tsk tsk tsk, 666, this city is no less lively than the Heaven Dou Imperial City. It is indeed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

After a month of long journey, Qianqian finally arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Wiping the sweat off her forehead, Qianqian decided to play in Qibao City first to relieve her tired body and mind.

In the popular Qibao City, the little loli carrying the amethyst coffin is particularly eye-catching.But this is the city under the name of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School after all, and no one dares to challenge the majesty of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School openly.

Since leaving Notting City, Qianqian has never wandered in the lively market, and it is very pleasant for Qianqian to relax occasionally.

In the lavender hair, a lock of amethyst-like stubble scans like a radar.After all, Qianqian is still a child at heart, and most of the places she visits are for entertainment and food.

Qianqian's little nose twitched, it smelled so good!Daimao pointed in one direction.

"Fried meatballs, there are only the last three left today!"

Only the three strings of meatballs in the hands of the boss remained on the fried meatball stand. Looking at the crispy yellow meatballs, the appearance alone can attract many people.

Qianqian walked up to the stall and smiled cutely at the boss, "Boss, I want three skewers of fried meatballs."

The boss's heart melted when he heard Qianqian's childish voice, "Little girl, each string of meatballs is five gold soul coins. If you forget to bring the money, uncle will treat you to eat a string."

Qianqian knew that she looked like a fugitive, and the boss not only didn't drive her away but also wanted to give her a bunch. It's not unreasonable that the stall is so popular.

Qianqian counted out fifteen golden soul coins and handed them to the boss, "Thank you uncle, I brought enough money when I came out."

Although five gold soul coins and a bunch of meatballs are a bit expensive, but the stall is so popular, it should be worth the money.

"Okay." The boss was about to hand the meatballs to Qianqian when he interrupted him with a soft drink.

"Wait! I bought these three strings of meatballs!"

Hearing this sound, I don't know why almost all the spectators around have left completely.

Qianqian looked at the source of the voice. It was a very cute girl, about five or six years old, with long pink hair and a proud little face.

Although she looks very cute, but since she looked in the mirror, Qianqian understood a sentence, once the sea was too difficult...

While Qianqian was looking at little Lolita, little Lolita was also looking at him.

Looking at this little loli who is much cuter than she thought, Ning Rongrong felt sour in her heart.How could there be someone cuter than me in this world.Grandpa Bone and Grandpa Jian lied to me, I am obviously not the cutest child in the world...

"I'll pay you a hundred gold soul coins for these three strings of meatballs!" Ning Rongrong looked at Qianqian proudly, with an expression that you made a lot of money.

"Not for sale!" Qianqian curled her lips, I am the one who is short of the one hundred gold soul coins!

Ning Rongrong stomped her feet angrily, pointed at Qianqian and said, "Do you know who I am?!"

"Hehe, what does it matter who you are to me!" Qianqian chuckled, since I was born, I have never seen anyone with a nobler background than me!

"I'm Ning Rongrong, Miss Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!!!"

Qianqian blurted out a sentence, "The little witch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!!"

Even if she hasn't read the original novel, Qianqian will still be impressed by Ning Rongrong!There have always been legends of two people in the Holy City of Wuhun, one is the little angel who is the son of Wuhun, and the other is the little witch of Qibao Liuli!It is said that this legend has been spread by businessmen traveling to and from various places.Because of the comparison with the little witch, the little angel Qianqian seemed to be deified...

"I'm not a little witch!!"

Ning Rongrong puffed her mouth angrily, seeing that her identity didn't seem to scare the other party, she rolled her eyes and pointed at the boss, "You! I order you to sell me those three meatballs!"

The boss was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile, "Little princess, you must be honest when doing business. I've already sold it to this little girl, so don't force me anymore."

Qianqian opened her mouth in surprise, originally thinking that the boss would succumb to the little witch's lust.After the boss said this, Qianqian's impression of him got better and better.

"Do you know the consequences of offending me!" Ning Rongrong looked arrogant.

At this time, some spectators gathered around, but they were far away from Ning Rongrong, for fear of being affected by accident, the people pointed and discussed why Ning Fengzhi was so gentle and elegant but gave birth to such a witch .

"Are you sure you want to offend me! If you offend me, you will never want to do business in Qibao City again!" Ning Rongrong put his waist on his back and hummed, "If you don't sell it to me, you can set up a stall for me in the future." Just send someone to smash it for you once!"

The corner of Qianqian's eyes twitched, she really deserves to be a little witch, this even... surpassed the urban management army of my Great Heavenly Dynasty!

　Recommended tickets... Collect and go...

　　

(End of this chapter)