Chapter 287 Tongyanwuji

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were a bit nervous, and Rongrong was really the kid. He could only praise Demon Douluo, but was there any need to hurt them two old men like this?

Why do they become ugly when compared with Demon Suppressing Douluo? Obviously they are not ugly, right?

Especially when Sword Douluo asked himself, when he was young, he was definitely a handsome, handsome boy.

Even though he is no longer a handsome boy now that he is old, it still has nothing to do with being ugly?

Alas, it's a shame that these two old guys still treat Rongrong as their granddaughter.

I didn't expect that she would ignore them like this, she really didn't care about their face at all.

When Zhao Ling heard this, he glanced at Ning Fengzhi and the two Sect Protector Douluo with some schadenfreude, then deliberately looked serious and scolded Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, how could you harm your Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone like this?

Although they are indeed not as good-looking as your brother Ling, they can't be described as ugly, right? How embarrassing is this for them? "

Damn it, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo are even more angry this time, what do you mean we are really not as good-looking as you?

Can you please give me some face? Do you think everyone is like you and looks so good at seducing women from good families?

Even a kid like Rongrong is so fascinated by you?

Of course, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were very angry, but they also knew in their hearts that others were known as the number one person among the gods.

No matter how angry they are, no matter how much the small universe explodes, they can't defeat each other.

Therefore, they can only admit that they are unlucky, otherwise what else can they do?

Seeing that they stopped talking, Zhao Ling raised his hand and pinched Ning Rongrong's nose, and then said softly.

"Rong Rong, you can awaken your martial spirit next year. After you awaken your martial spirit, brother Ling will give you a gift. Do you want it?"

"Gifts? Yes, of course. Rongrong wants whatever gift Brother Ling gives."

Ning Rongrong heard that Zhao Ling would give her a gift after he awakened his martial spirit.

His eyes lit up immediately and he asked impatiently.

"Brother Ling, can you tell Rongrong what gift you want to give? Rongrong wants to know now."

"Hmm...that's not okay. If I tell you what the gift is before you awaken your martial soul, what surprises are there?

Just keep working hard, you will know when you successfully awaken your martial soul. "

Zhao Ling shook his head slightly, with a mysterious look on his face, which made Ning Rongrong puff up her cheeks in depression.

When Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo saw Zhao Ling acting so mysteriously, they couldn't help but become curious.

The gifts given by Demon Suppressing Douluo are definitely extraordinary, but even if they are low-end gifts, this person who is known as the number one among the gods cannot handle them at all.

Therefore, they now also want to know what the gift is from Zhao Ling.

But even if people don't tell them, there is nothing they can do.

"Hmph...Brother Ling is so stingy. Telling Rongrong won't do anything. He has to make it so mysterious. It's boring."

Ning Rongrong turned her head away in dissatisfaction, looking like the young lady was very angry and the consequences would be serious.

"Anyway, brother Ling said he couldn't tell you, I just can't tell you.

When that time comes, you will definitely be in for a huge surprise. "

Zhao Ling saw Ning Rongrong's angry look and thought it was very cute.

It was said that Ning Rongrong was spoiled by Ning Fengzhi and the two Sect Protector Douluo.

But in fact, she has never shown herself to be unruly and willful in front of him.

On the contrary, she is quite well-behaved and cute, which makes Zhao Ling like this girl very much.

Of course, his current love for this girl is purely the care of the elders for the younger ones, and he has no strange thoughts.

As for whether this idea will become wrong in the future, Zhao Ling has no absolute confidence in himself...

After returning to the mansion from Qibao Glazed Sect, Zhao Ling went directly to the other courtyard. He wanted to see how the research on the hidden weapons was going.

It has to be said that in the past ten or twenty years, these people have developed crazy things such as the King of Hell Tie and the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle.

However, the most powerful Guanyin Tears have not been researched yet.

As the only hidden weapon among the Tang Sect's hidden weapons that could threaten the gods, Zhao Ling felt that if he could get this thing out, he could give it to each of his wives.

Even if he is not in the house sometimes, and gods without eyes come to trouble him, he will probably die here.

But, the materials Guanyin Tears are looking for are too demanding.

Therefore, if you want to have one wife each, I'm afraid it's just a dream.

Of course, Tai Tan and Lou Gao's seeming enthusiasm for studying Guanyin Tears is far from their enthusiasm for replicating a practical version of the Cloud Shuttle.

Both of them want to copy the Cloud Shuttle in order to bring great convenience to the entire Douluo Continent.

In addition, Zhao Ling also received a soul-guided cannon from the system that would not appear for thousands of years, and Zhao Ling also threw it to Tai Tan and Lou Gao.

After seeing the power of the soul guide cannon, these two guys felt like they had found a treasure, and they were also studying this thing vigorously.

For Zhao Ling, although these soul cannons were very powerful, they were only mediocre.

Let alone these soul cannons, even the Tears of Guanyin that could threaten the gods could not threaten him at all.

Unexpectedly, after Zhao Ling came to the other courtyard, he met Bai He and a little girl of about four years old here to reminisce with old friends.

Seeing Zhao Ling's arrival, Bai He hurriedly nodded slightly to Zhao Ling and said, "Bai He comes to see your lord..."

Since the four major affiliated sects had already taken refuge in Zhao Ling, it was right for Bai He to call Zhao Ling his master.

When the three or four-year-old girl saw that her grandfather was so respectful to Zhao Ling, she looked up at Zhao Ling curiously.

Then his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his little hand and said to Zhao Ling in a sweet voice.

"Pig, get on pig, Xiangxiang wants a bag..."

Bai He quickly frowned, pulled his granddaughter behind him, and scolded him seriously.

"Agarwood, don't be rude to the Lord."

Then Bai He showed an apologetic smile to Zhao Ling: "My lord, I'm sorry, the child is not sensible..."

Zhao Ling also smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, Tongyanwuji, Tongyanwuji."

He knew that Bai Chenxiang also wanted to imitate Bai He and call him Lord, but because he was a little young and his pronunciation was not clear, he called Lord "Pig" all the time, which was quite embarrassing.

But how can a person of his age get angry with other children?

Zhao Ling looked at the very cute little girl, and asked Bai He tentatively.

"Mr. Bai, is she Bai Chenxiang? I remember that when she was just born, I went to your place and saw her once. I didn't expect that she would be so big in the blink of an eye."

"Well, she is Agarwood."

Bai He caressed Bai Chenxiang's head with a kind face, his eyes full of treasure.