Chapter 238 Ning Fengzhi: The betrothal gift smells so good

"Why?"

Qian Xunji murmured, looked at Ning Rongrong, and said slowly:

"I have long heard that Ning Rongrong, the eldest princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect, is beautiful, playful and cute. This Pope has been spying on her for a long time, so today I came here to ask Ning Sect Master to marry her."

"What? You want to marry my daughter?" Ning Fengzhi was surprised when he heard this. Ever since Qian Xunji came to the hall, he had been wondering what Qian Xunji had planned.

However, no matter how he thought about it, he never thought that Qian Xunji was here to marry his daughter.

Logically speaking, Qian Xunji's status and strength are more than enough for his own daughter.

However, he knew that Qian Xunji had three wives and four concubines, and that he was already in his fifties and nearly sixty years old.

So old, even several years older than him.

He only has a precious daughter like Ning Rongrong, and he knows that his daughter is arrogant and arrogant, and she absolutely does not want to marry a man with three wives and four concubines.

However, Qian Xunji is so strong that even Poseidon is no match for him. If he directly rejected Qian Xunji, it would be possible to destroy Qian Xunji on the spot if he angered him.

It seemed that she could not refuse, so Rongrong could only refuse.

From Ning Fengzhi's point of view, as long as Rongrong refuses, Qianxunji, a god, will definitely not attack a girl. After all, it's not nice to say anything, so he can keep the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Therefore, Ning Fengzhi bowed to Qianxunji respectfully and said:

"His Majesty the Pope, I can't make the decision on this matter. I have to ask my Rongrong."

"Ask." Qian Xunji waved his hand, looking indifferent.

Ning Fengzhi immediately looked at Ning Rongrong and asked:

"Rong Rong, are you willing to marry Qian Xunji, the Pope of Wuhun Palace?"

"Of course, you don't have to think too much, just say what you really think."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong raised his head and glanced at Qian Xunji.

He's so handsome, I really want to hug him right away and kiss him twice.

Qian Xunji also looked at Ning Rongrong.

Wow, what charming eyes, what deep eyes.

Ning Rongrong looked at Qian Xunji with a passionate look on her face, wishing she could hold him in her arms and kiss him twice.

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong saw Qian Xunji blinking at her, and her whole body felt like an electric shock. Her body trembled for a moment, her face flushed, and her delicate body twisted slightly in a seductive way.

Then, Ning Rongrong looked at Ning Fengzhi and said with a smile:

"Dad, I want to marry Qian Xunji. My daughter will recognize him in this life."

"what?"

Ning Fengzhi: "???????"

Ning Fengzhi rubbed his ears vigorously, as if he heard something wrong.

He was already prepared for Ning Rongrong to say that she was unwilling to marry Qian Xunji, and then he would apologize to Qian Xunji.

However, what he didn't expect was that his daughter would actually marry Qian Xunji.

Moreover, Ning Fengzhi knew her daughter very well and knew that Rongrong was not forced to agree because of concerns about Qian Xunji's strength, but that she truly liked her.

This, this, this?

This Qianxunji is so virtuous and capable that he can make his daughter fall in love with him at the first sight.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out.

However, when Ning Fengzhi looked at Qian Xunji's incredibly handsome face, he seemed to already know the answer.

Damn, why are you so handsome? My daughter is about to leave me.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi's face was filled with dullness.

I thought my daughter would reject Qian Xunji, but unexpectedly Rongrong agreed directly.

At this moment, he looked at Qian Xunji and really didn't know what to say.

Qian Xunji looked at Ning Fengzhi's dull look and said quickly:

"Sect Master Ning, since Rongrong has agreed to marry me, and our husband is interested in having a concubine, I believe that Sect Master Ning will help us."

"This, this?" Ning Fengzhi had a look of reluctance at this moment, which was a hundred times more uncomfortable than having a tight waist.

He worked so hard to raise a daughter, and suddenly she had to leave him, which made him feel really uncomfortable.

However, now his daughter has agreed, and besides Qian Xunji, who has three wives and four concubines, no one in the mainland can compare to her in terms of appearance or strength.

Moreover, I heard that Qian Xunji was very kind to every one of his women. She was so moisturized that her face was full of peach blossoms, her complexion was rosy, and she even gave birth to several children for him.

"Ugh!"

Ning Fengzhi sighed, looked at Qian Xunji and said slowly:

"His Majesty the Pope, since Rongrong agrees, I will hand her over to you."

When Qianxunji heard this, he patted Ning Fengzhi on the shoulder and said:

"Sect Master Ning, don't worry, I will take good care of Rongrong and be ruthless...and treat her ruthlessly!"

Ning Fengzhi felt Qian Xunji patting his shoulder and thought to himself, I am now equivalent to your father-in-law. Have you ever patted his shoulder like this? Believe it or not, I will slap you to death?

However, thinking of Qian Xunji's terrifying strength and how many years older he was, Ning Fengzhi did not dare to say anything, so he said:

"Well, then I'm relieved."

At this time, Qian Xunji directly reached out and took Ning Rongrong's little hand. He felt that the little hand was white and tender, and then said to Ning Fengzhi:

"Sect Master Ning, then I will take Rongrong away to the Spirit Hall."

"Wait." Ning Fengzhi looked at Qian Xunji speechlessly and said:

"His Majesty the Pope, don't you want to marry Rongrong?"

"Yeah." Qian Xunji hummed.

Ning Fengzhi raised his eyebrows and said:

"Since you want to marry my daughter, you should pay a betrothal gift and set a good and auspicious day to marry my daughter back, right?"

Qianxunji patted Ning Rongrong's perky buttocks and said:

"Look at my memory, I've forgotten this."

Then, Qian Xunji took out a hundred thousand year soul ring from the small world and handed it to Ning Fengzhi and said:

"Here, this is my betrothal gift."

"Ten, one hundred thousand year soul ring?" Ning Fengzhi was surprised, staring closely at the one hundred thousand year soul ring in his hand.

You know, a titled Douluo with a hundred thousand year soul ring is far more powerful than a titled Douluo without a hundred thousand year soul ring.

Even if their Qibao Glazed Sect, as one of the top three sects, has two titled Douluo, Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo, they still don't have a hundred thousand year soul ring.

One can imagine the preciousness of a hundred thousand year soul ring.

At this moment, even Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo behind him looked at the hundred thousand year soul ring in Ning Fengzhi's hand, their eyes burning.

It's a big deal, it's really a big arm.

Ning Fengzhi was very satisfied with this hundred thousand year soul ring as a betrothal gift, and Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo were also very satisfied.

The three of them looked at each other and nodded to each other.

However, the 100,000-year-old soul ring was so precious. Although he wanted it very much, if he just accepted it, wouldn't it look like he was greedy?

So, Ning Fengzhi handed the hundred thousand year soul ring to Qian Xunji and said:

"His Majesty the Pope, the hundred thousand year soul ring is too valuable. Please take it back and exchange it for another betrothal gift."

As Ning Fengzhi spoke, he grasped the hundred thousand year soul ring tightly with both hands, holding on tightly like iron claws.