Chapter 63: Little Witch Ning Rongrong, the Rogue Rabbit

Chapter 63 Little Witch Ning Rongrong, Hundred Thousand Years of Rogue Rabbit

"You are wrong, old fox. I don't have any daughter."

Wu Ling also heard what the other party had just said, and immediately came to Fu Ye and started to explain.

"Uncle Old Fox, I am not my master's daughter."

Well.
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Old fox. Uncle? Old fox uncle?
Jian Douluo and Bone Douluo both smiled after hearing what the little girl Wu Ling said, thinking that this little girl was too honest.

Ning Fengzhi's expression twitched slightly. No, you don't care about it? She slandered me!
No! You two are the ones who are slandering me! What old fox? I am not an old fox!

Ning Fengzhi turned his gaze to his little daughter beside him.
That’s right, a gleam of light flashed in Ning Rongrong’s eyes, as if she had seen something interesting and opened the door to a new world.

"Dad is an old fox, uh uh."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gu Rong immediately came behind Ning Rongrong and covered her mouth.

"Rongrong, although the sect master is indeed an old... cough cough! Your father is not a fox, he..."

Gu Rong almost told the truth, and Ning Fengzhi's face was full of black lines at this time, and there was a hint of resentment in his eyes when he looked at Gu Rong.

No, how come he is a fox? Did I steal from you or cheat you?
"Okay, Wu Lingguai, although he is indeed an old fox, we can't say it in front of him."

He also touched Wu Ling's little head, and she nodded as if she understood.

"Yes! Wu Ling knows. Next time, Wu Ling will tell you behind her back."

Ning Fengzhi: Uh.
"Sit down, sit down, don't be polite to me."

After saying that, Fu Ye sat down on the seat without any hesitation, and Xiao Wu and Wu Ling also sat next to Fu Ye very appropriately.

"Old Fox Sect Leader Ning, you guys should sit down too. It's not good to eat standing up."

At the dinner table, Fu Ye, Jian Douluo, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong were drinking and bragging.

Xiao Wu and Wu Ling sat next to Fu Ye and ate dinner.

The dishes that were added later were served in less than a quarter of an hour.

From the chat with Jian Douluo, Fu Ye learned that the "big boss" Liu Erlong went to Tianshui College to look for her good friend Han Ruyan.

"Sister, you two are both so beautiful, and you look alike, are you sisters?"

After her father and the others started chatting, the little witch Ning Rongrong quietly came over and sat down next to Wu Ling and Xiao Wu.

"Little sister, you are very beautiful too, like a little princess."

Ning Rongrong is only ten years old now, half a head shorter than the little girl Wu Ling.

"Hehe, thank you, sister. My name is Ning Rongrong. What are your names, sisters?"

Although Ning Rongrong is a little witch, she still knows her limits in such special occasions.

After all, she had never seen her father being teased like this and not get angry.

"Brother Fu Ye has already said that the affairs of Juxiang Pavilion are my business. Let's not talk about other things, but as far as making money is concerned, I can guarantee that you will never find fault with it."

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Ning Fengzhi became drunk again at this time, and it was obvious that he was still a little drunk from the Millennium Soul Wine.

But compared to the way he would pass out after drinking two jars of wine more than ten years ago, he now looks quite manly.

"Don't stand there nagging. Money or no money doesn't matter. The most important thing is to have a place to drink and eat."

Fu Ye looked at Ning Fengzhi's slightly tipsy face and took out more than a dozen jars of Millennium Soul Wine.

"Bring me another jar. Whoever falls first today will have a turtle painted on his face."

"My name is Xiao Wu, and she is my good disciple called Wu Ling. We are master and disciple, not sisters."

Xiao Wu pinched Ning Rongrong's little face, which still had a little baby fat, without any hesitation. She really liked its softness.

"Huh? So you two are master and disciple."

Ning Rongrong was not angry at all when she felt Xiao Wu's white and warm palm pinching her cheek.

After all, this was the first time she had met such a beautiful and gentle sister. "Well, I was rescued by Master Xiao Wu and Master Fu Ye."

Looking at the little girl in front of her who was the same age as herself, Wu Ling seemed to have a lot of interesting things to talk to her about.

The two little girls, along with Xiao Wu, were chatting non-stop like three little birds.

Time passed by minute by minute, and half an hour later.

"Pfft."

Ning Fengzhi finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep on the table. Yes, he was the first one among the four to get drunk.

"Look at this old fox. He is such a loser."

Fu Ye looked at Ning Fengzhi who was about to fall asleep and mocked him without hesitation.

"Old Bones, put him on the sofa next to you, and then we'll take him to the guest room later."

Sword Douluo hadn't drunk enough at this time, and the same was true for Bone Douluo.

"No problem! Let's continue!"

"Gurgling."

"tons tons tons"

An hour passed.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong fell on the dining table one after another, and Fu Ye said that they still had to practice.

"My martial soul is the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, an auxiliary martial soul. This year I have reached level 19."

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were still chatting nearby.

"That's amazing! Can a support-type martial spirit be trained so quickly?"

"Hehe, Dad said that only by eating and drinking well can we practice well, so he makes me eat some not-so-delicious dishes every day. But Wu Ling, what is your martial soul?"

There was a hint of curiosity in Ning Rongrong's eyes. You know, even if she didn't practice seriously, her cultivation was definitely among the best among her peers.

"Well, my martial soul is the Light and Dark Peacock, and I am now a level 27 Great Soul Master."

Ning Rongrong was obviously stunned for a moment after hearing Wu Ling's words, but she quickly came to her senses.

"Level 27! Wu Ling, you are so awesome!"

Ning Rongrong never imagined that the girl who had been chatting with her for more than two hours was actually such a talented genius!
"Hehe, it's nothing, it's all thanks to my master and grandmaster's good teaching."

Wu Ling smiled sweetly. Her master and grandmaster helped her solve all the problems she encountered in cultivation. She felt that she was really lucky.

"What is Sister Xiaowu's cultivation level? Is she a strong person above Soul Saint?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Xiao Wu with curious eyes.

"Hehe, if you want to know about this, Rongrong, you have to make a small sacrifice."

As she said this, Xiao Wu directly hugged the tiny Ning Rongrong into her arms.

Ning Rongrong was frightened by Xiao Wu's action.

"Sister, you have a great figure."

Feeling the touch on her back, even though Ning Rongrong was a little witch, her cheeks turned red due to Xiao Wu's teasing.

Xiao Wu lifted the hair by her ear and whispered softly in Ning Rongrong's ear.

"Rongrong smells just like Wuling."

(End of this chapter)