Chapter 397

In the past seven days, not only Qin Jian and Hu Liena returned to the Wuhun hall, but Tang San also returned to Tiandou city under the leadership of Tang Hao.

However, he didn't go to Yuexuan immediately, but went to Qibao Liuli sect first.

"Third brother, I can't believe they said you came to me. I haven't seen you for four years... Eh? Who are you?"

In the conference hall, Ning Rongrong, who came out more and more beautiful and moving, came in.

The blue haired man turned around, and his eyes almost couldn't help flashing red.

"Well..."

Ning Rongrong subconsciously stepped back.

"Sorry, Rong Rong, I can't control myself now..."

Tang San noticed that he quickly put away the murderous spirit in his eyes, and then the iconic eight spider soul bones showed up behind him.

"Are you really the third brother?" Ning Rongrong said with some surprise.

"Yes."

Tang San nodded coldly and took out a letter: "this is the letter Qin Jian asked me to bring to you."

"Brother Jian's letter?!"

Now Ning Rongrong's eyes were really bright, and the whole face was shining. The reserved image of the little princess of Qibao liulizong could no longer be maintained.

"Give it to me, give it to me!"

She almost jumped up and grabbed the letter in Tang San's hand.

Tang San: "

"Er, I'm sorry, third brother. I'm too anxious. Sit down first. I'll have someone prepare a banquet for you later."

Over the past few years, Ning Rongrong has become much more stable than in the past.

Tang San shook his head and said, "Rongrong, I have sent his letter. Now I have more important things to do."

"Ah? Don't the third brother even eat a meal?" Ning Rongrong was surprised.

"No, there's another letter for the teacher. I'll go now..."

Tang San waved his hand and said, "and my murderous spirit has not been restrained. It's not suitable to stay here. I'll see you in a year."

Ning Rongrong hurriedly sent him away from the Qibao Liuli sect.

When she came back, she could hardly wait to open Qin Jian's letter.

Unfortunately, she didn't have the expected love words, but she had a lot of key information.

"What a nuisance. I didn't send me a letter to deliver the news. Hum, smelly guy."

Ning Rongrong pouted and looked down. As a result, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and his face gradually became serious: "this is really amazing secret news..."

Until the end, her face was very grim, and then she saw the last line.

His face, which was still very calm, suddenly became red and beautiful.

"Rongrong, I miss you."

In a simple word, I have spent four years of parting and missing.

"I miss you too..."

Ning Rongrong gently pasted the letter to his heart and held it in his arms. He didn't let go for a while.

"No, it's too important. I must tell Dad as soon as possible."

After a while, she carefully hid Qin Jian's letter into her soul guide, and then quickly walked to Ning Fengzhi's study.

"Dad, Dad, Grandpa Jian and grandpa bone."

Stepping in, he found Ning Fengzhi and the sword Douluo and bone Douluo that are always around him.

"Rongrong? What's up with dad?"

Ning Fengzhi seemed to be reading zongmen's financial report, with a faint joy on his face.

"Well, brother Jian asked someone to bring me a letter. It said something very important."

Ning Rongrong's words attracted the three people's attention.

"The news of Jian'er? What did he say?" Ning Fengzhi asked immediately.

Ning Rongrong came with the news he had just seen.

Sure enough, Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo's faces became serious.

"Is this really true?" Ning Feng was worried and confirmed again.

Ning Rongrong said, "that's what brother Jian said in his letter to me."

"Rongrong, can you show me Jianer's letter?"

Ning Feng's look at Ning Rongrong suddenly became a little pinched. He hurriedly added: "it's important. We should prevent being used."

"That's good..."

Ning Rongrong helplessly took out the letter and handed it over.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help laughing at her reluctant appearance: "Dad won't rob you. Do you need to be so careful?"

Ning Rongrong wants to stop talking.

"Uncle Jian, let's distinguish together."

Ning Fengzhi opened the letter and the sword Douluo came together.

"The handwriting is correct. It is indeed Jian'er's, and this narrative style is completely Jian'er's tone..."

They looked all the way and saw the last sentence

Then they looked up at Ning Rongrong together.

"Well... This sentence... Well... Is also the style of sword..." sword Douluo said solemnly.

Ning Fengzhi saw that Ning Rongrong blushed to his chest. He couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, and handed the letter back: "mummy, take your baby."

Ning Rongrong quickly took it back and took it back into the soul guide. He was relieved and his face recovered.

A small episode did not interrupt Ning Feng's serious mood.

"Jian'er said two things in the whole letter, one is the most likely plan of annexing Liwei in wusoul hall, and the other is the secret of Tiandou royal family..."

Ning Fengzhi sat with his walking stick in his hand and his eyebrows were deep in thought.

"Tiandou royal family has changed. Prepare as soon as possible..."

"Operation soul hunting begins, plan to act..."

Neither sword Douluo nor bone Douluo spoke. In this decision-making related to the direction of the Pope, they have never been able to help Ning Feng.

"Soul hunting is not a big problem. We have a plan for it. I want to cooperate with Jian'er."

Ning Fengzhi said slowly: "as for the problem of Tiandou royal family, Jianer didn't give a clear opinion. I don't know how to deal with that..."

"But if you let it go, it will be difficult to restrict the Wulin hall in the future, unless Jian'er really can completely control the Wulin Hall..."

He whispered to himself. He didn't expect anyone to give advice, but he was smoothing out his ideas.

"In any case, we can't give all the pressure to Jian'er. We should also be prepared with both hands..."

Ning Fengzhi suddenly raised his head and looked at Ning Rongrong with a strange look in his eyes: "Rongrong..."

"Ah, Dad, you call me?"

Ning Rongrong, who was obviously wandering outside the sky, was suddenly surprised.

"Thinking about the sword again?" Ning Fengzhi smiled.

"Where, where..."

Ning Rongrong turns around with his toes in mind, looking coy.

Ning Fengzhi smiled gently, "Rongrong, do you want to be a princess?"

"Ah? What?!"

Ning Rongrong covered his mouth and exclaimed.

Sword Douluo and bone Douluo also looked over in surprise.

"You're right. Dad is asking you, do you want to be the princess of Tiandou Empire?" Ning Feng laughed.

Although Ning Rongrong didn't understand why he asked, she didn't care about the reason. She just caught what she cared about.

"Dad, is being a princess to help brother Jian?" she asked crisply.

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly: "yes."

Ning Rongrong looked at him with clear eyes: "I'm willing to do that."

As long as you can help brother Jian, it's all right