Chapter 189: Get out of the way when the eldest lady arrives

at this time.

On the main road of Qibao Glazed Sect.

Several figures gathered.

The middle-aged man among them looked to be in his forties.

His face is like a crown jade, his appearance is elegant, his robe is spotless, and his silky black hair is loose.

Seems very easy-going.

Behind him, on both sides, stood an old man.

one of them.

The robe on his body looks like snow, his beard and hair are all white, and his appearance is simple.

Her face was as delicate as a baby's, and her expression was very indifferent. She just stood there quietly.

There is a feeling of being alone.

Another one.

His face is haggard, his muscles and skin are shriveled, his eye sockets are sunken, and there are only a few white hairs on his head.

He is two and a half meters tall, but he doesn't have much meat on his body, and his whole body looks like a big skeleton.

These three people were none other than Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo.

Opposite them was a young man.

Wearing a gorgeous robe woven with silver needles and gold and embroidered with complicated patterns, he looks to be in his twenties.

He is not very handsome in appearance, but his nose is straight and his mouth is square, and his face is also elegant.

The nobility on his body is something that no one dares to underestimate.

There are very few young people who can be so close to Ning Fengzhi.

This person is the current prince Xue Qinghe.

Several people were about to say goodbye.

Ning Fengzhi was leaning on a crutch, with a bitter smile on his face and a sad look on his eyebrows.

"Qinghe, I'm sorry to bother you about this matter."

"Teacher, don't worry, this is just a little effort. Come to think of it..."

Xue Qinghe wants to say something more.

However, Sword Douluo's body suddenly burst out with sharp energy, and he turned his head to look towards the sky.

Bone Douluo followed closely behind.

Ning Fengzhi squinted his eyes and saw something seemed to be flying towards him in the air.

Qiu Rong streaked across the sky above Qibao Glazed Sect.

There are many powerful people in the sect who are at the level of Soul Emperor and Soul Saint.

He immediately became alert.

The airspace of each major sect is not open to anyone.

This is undoubtedly a provocation to the majesty of the sect.

People kept running after Qiu Rong below, and there were also flying soul masters who wanted to intercept him in the air.

Sword Douluo looked at the iron lump and raised his hand to point it as a sword.

The sword intent on his body is ready to strike.

Ning Rongrong's heart tightened as she saw that a Soul Saint was about to pounce.

Started shouting.

"I'm back, get out of the way!"

"Miss?"

The Soul Saint was stunned for a moment when he heard this. The voice seemed so familiar.

Looking at the figures flying below, he looked confused after hearing his own voice.

Ning Rongrong suddenly found it interesting.

Shout even harder.

"The eldest lady is here, please get out of the way."

"Get out of the way! Haha."

Flying all the way, shouting all the way.

Everyone stopped wherever they passed.

The crisp, mechanical sound reached the ears of Ning Fengzhi and others.

Bone Douluo showed joy on his face.

"Sword Man, it sounds like the voice of that girl Rongrong."

"It's that girl!"

Ning Fengzhi affirmed, all the sorrow in his eyes dissipated, and his gentle smile was no longer stiff.

"It seems not only Rongrong's voice, but also why she flew down from the sky."

"It's better to be careful and subdue this thing first."

Sword Douluo raised his snow-white eyebrows slightly.

The sword intent on his body continued to surge, and a special aura made the surrounding air thicker.

Bone Douluo warned:

"Swordman, please take your time. Don't accidentally hurt Rongrong."

"Hmph! I have a sense of propriety."

Sword Douluo snorted coldly and was about to take action immediately

A close call.

Qiurong's visor opened, revealing Ning Rongrong's pretty face.

There is no more noise in the voice.

With wings flapping behind him, Ning Rongrong raised his iron arms and swaggered quickly.

"Dad, Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bones, it's really Rongrong, Rongrong is back!"

"Swordman, stop! It's really Rongrong."

"Uncle Jian!"

Without Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi's reminder, Sword Douluo had already stopped his movements.

That face and those cunning eyes were unmistakable to him.

Bang!

There was a loud explosion, and the granite slabs on the ground were shattered, exposing the soil below.

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but scolded: "Ye Qiu, I told you to slow down."

"The speed was too fast and I couldn't stop the car for a while."

Hear this conversation.

Ning Fengzhi and others, who were about to gather around to check, immediately stopped.

Who is Rongrong talking to? Where is that person?

Ye Qiu

This name is so familiar!

In the astonished eyes of Ning Fengzhi and others,

As soon as he landed on the ground and before he finished speaking, the iron bumps on Ning Rongrong's body suddenly turned into particles of light.

He turned into a young man and stood behind Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong's legs were slightly numb, her body was unsteady and she fell back into Ye Qiu's arms.

Ye Qiu gently held her shoulders.

But his eyes were already looking at Ning Fengzhi and the others.

He has seen these people in Ning Rongrong's memory. Even if he has never seen them before, he can still guess a thing or two.

Ye Qiugang raised his eyes.

Sword Douluo's eyes were as bright as lightning.

He immediately recognized the person in front of him as the culprit who abducted Ning Rongrong.

The sound was like a sharp blade.

Pointing their fingers together to form a sword, the sharp edge suddenly comes out

"Boy, did you just kidnap Rongrong? Let her go!"

Ye Qiu's ears were ringing and his eyebrows ached a little, the Titled Douluo was so powerful and terrifying!

"No wonder it looks familiar, it turns out to be your boy!"

Bone Douluo was also itching his teeth with hatred.

Because of this, a few of the white hairs on his head were missing.

Different from the two of them.

Ning Fengzhi, who was next to him, frowned and noticed something unusual.

Hear their words.

After Ning Rongrong came back to her senses, she immediately protected Ye Qiu with her backhand and stood in front of him.

"Grandpas, stop! You are not allowed to touch him!"

"Why? Rongrong, do you know how hard it was for us to find you?"

Bone Douluo said doubtfully.

"Anyway, you are not allowed to touch him. I followed him voluntarily!"

Ning Rongrong's face turned red and she grabbed Ye Qiu's hand, feeling ashamed.

"What? You went with him voluntarily?!"

Sword Douluo was shocked and confused.

The face of Ning Fengzhi next to her gradually turned ugly.

Looking at his daughter's budding look of love.

And the charm between the eyebrows and eyes.

Ning Fengzhi didn't dare to think about it anymore, and only comforted himself in his heart that he might have seen it wrong.

"Yes, I just went with him voluntarily."

Ning Rongrong nodded seriously, and then glared at Ning Fengzhi, with a bit of grievance on his face.

"If I didn't leave, my father would really wish for me to be bullied by others in that shabby academy!"

"Rongrong, what do you mean?"

Sword Douluo frowned.

Bone Douluo has already begun to question Ning Fengzhi.

"Fengzhi, have you done anything behind our backs to make Rongrong unhappy?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a wry smile.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, don't listen to this girl's nonsense. How could I let others bully her?"

"It's obvious, just write a letter and let them educate me!"

Ning Rongrong looked angry and pursed her lips.

She still remembers the feeling of that night clearly.

He couldn't help but squeeze into Ye Qiu's arms.

"Fengzhi!"

Sword Douluo turned to look at Ning Fengzhi.

He had objected to Ning Rongrong staying at Shrek at the beginning.

Now, seeing Ning Rongrong's sad look, he immediately glanced at Ning Fengzhi.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, I. Alas!"

Ning Fengzhi couldn't say anything and could only sigh.

If he can educate himself, why send him away? He is not your grandfather.

But it was hard for him to say anything.

Simultaneously.

He can see it too.

The sadness in Ning Rongrong's eyes didn't seem to be fake.

I was surprised and wondering, how did Flanders educate his daughter?

"Okay, okay, if there's anything else, we'll talk about it when we get back."

Ning Fengzhi also noticed at this time that Xue Qinghe was still nearby, and immediately stopped the topic.

I wish you all a happy life!