"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Ning Rongrong's cries sounded in the entire reception room, and her jade-like cheeks were even more full of tears.
Her eyes were gloomy, her small face was wrinkled, she was really sad this time, far more sad than Lu Yuan concealing her identity.
At most, Lu Yuan concealed her identity. The others never deceived her, but her father used her as a tool to restrain Lu Yuan. Now how could she accept such a blow in her heart.
She has always been petted by Ning Fengzhi in the palm of her hand, but now she finds that her father who has always petted herself is actually using herself, how can she not feel pain and sadness from the bottom of my heart.
"Rongrong!" Lu Yuan sighed softly, and gently patted Ning Rongrong's back. This time he did not persuade Ning Rongrong to stop crying, because crying out of grievances is much better than hiding in his heart.
"Uuuu!" Ning Rongrong threw himself into Lu Yuan's arms, leaning her small face on Lu Yuan's chest, and the tears wept wet Lu Yuan's clothes.
However, Lu Yuan didn't care at all. He gently patted Ning Rongrong's back, while quietly comforting her.
He could feel Ning Rongrong's crying and trembling body in his arms, and the love and compassion in his heart gushing out like a tide.
After crying for a while, Ning Rongrong gradually stopped crying. Her eyes were flushed, and her big eyes shining brightly seemed to lose their brilliance. Her small face was drooping, with a listless expression.
It seemed that he had lost his spirit.
Lu Yuan carefully wiped away the tears on her face, kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes, and hugged her tender body tightly, as if to give her own warmth.
"Rongrong!" Lu Yuan whispered, with a strong sense of concern in his tone.
Hearing Lu Yuan's passionate cry, Ning Rongrong's eyes moved, and there was a faint gleam in his eyes.
"Don't be afraid, Rongrong, from now on I will always be with you, always doting on you."
"Regardless of my identity, my love for you will never become."
Lu Yuan said softly.
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's eyes rolled again, and she did not answer Lu Yuan, she still remained silent, but the divine light in her eyes became brighter again.
"Oh!" Lu Yuan sighed, holding Ning Rongrong's delicate body in his left hand, holding her in his arms, and a little volley with his right hand, as white light enveloped Ning Fengzhi's body, quickly recovering from his injury.
The clearing energy and divine power had a significant effect, and Ning Fengzhi's injuries were completely treated in a short while.
Withdrawing her right hand, the white light shrouded Ning Rongrong's body again, helping her calm down.
Today, Ning Rongrong's mood fluctuates too much, and it is easy to hurt his body, but his refreshing energy can remove this hidden danger.
Ning Rongrong's emotions calmed a lot with the refreshing and divine power of comfort, but she still had a straight face and was depressed.
Seeing Ning Rongrong's appearance, Lu Yuan felt a little pain in his heart. He picked up Ning Rongrong and walked towards his original position. When he passed Sword Douluo, he slapped him casually, unlocking his spirit power ban.
Seeing Lu Yuan passing by, Jian Douluo also sighed slightly, his eyes complex and unspeakable.
Lu Yuan sat back in the main seat and placed Ning Rongrong on his lap, still hugging her tightly with his left hand.
His right hand tapped the tabletop lightly, his eyes first looked at Ning Rongrong pitifully, and then at Ning Fengzhi.
"Uncle Ning, because of Rongrong's face, now I give you two choices!"
"First, surrender to me and join my camp. In return, I will protect you from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's worries, and the good and the bad. No matter what kind of opponent or enemy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect encounters, I will help you. Settle it."
"And now the only three sects left are your Seven Treasure Glass Sect. You can take the opportunity to develop. Not only will I not restrict your development, but I will also support you vigorously. At that time, in addition to the Martial Soul Palace and the Dragon King Palace, your Seven Treasure Glass Sect It is the most powerful force in the world."
"And I believe that by this time, you should also be able to guess what our purpose is, Xueer, let Sect Master Ning see your other identity."
Lu Yuan said lightly.
Hearing this, Qian Renxue smiled slightly, and gently wiped her jade hand on her face, suddenly her temperament changed and she became the gentle and elegant Xue Qinghe.
"His Royal Highness?" Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth wide and looked horrified. "Your Royal Highness actually pretended to be?"
"Does your Spirit Hall want to plot the Heaven Dou Empire, and then rely on this to unify the mainland?"
Ning Fengzhi said his guess aloud.
"Yes, the ultimate goal of our Wuhun Temple is to unify the mainland. The world will be divided for a long time. The two empires have been rotten to their bones. The people are even more oppressed and live a life of desperation. Unify, create a unified nation."
"Only by truly unifying the entire mainland, unifying the two countries, so that the people of the two countries are no longer separated from each other, while implementing a new and effective administrative system, can the mainland truly prosper and allow more people to live and work in peace."
Lu Yuan said in a condensed voice.
"You said it nicely. The two empires are rotten to the bones. Doesn't the Spirit Hall also have many scum?"
Ning Fengzhi mocked.
"Then thoroughly integrate and clean the entire Martial Spirit Hall, and get rid of all the worms and scum. Does Uncle Ning think I don't have this ability, or I can't lift this butcher knife?"
Lu Yuan asked back.
"This..." Ning Fengzhi choked for a while. He knew that Lu Yuan definitely had this ability. As for saying that Lu Yuan could not lift a butcher knife, it was even more nonsense.
The bones of the Clear Sky School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School are not yet cold.
He believed that Lu Yuan could definitely raise this butcher knife, and it would kill people's heads.
"What about the second option?" Ning Fengzhi asked.
"The second choice?" Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes, and said, "The second choice is that Uncle Ning has eaten the weight of the weight, and must hang with the Tiandou royal family."
"If Uncle Ning wants to choose this way~EbookFREE.me~ I think Rongrong’s face will not let the people of the Dragon King Palace do it, but my teacher is not necessarily the case. After all, I am still only the son , I’m not the pope yet, I can’t stop the teacher from doing what he wants.
"At that time, if the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect is also caught by that, don't blame me for not reminding you, Uncle Ning."
"So, are you threatening me?" Ning Fengzhi said, squinting.
"No, how can this be considered a threat? This is advice, and ah, some big things may happen in Heaven Dou Imperial City these days, so for your safety, Uncle Ning, you and Senior Sword are still in the Dragon King Palace. Stay a few more days."
Lu Yuan smiled lightly.
As soon as these words were made, Long Xiaoyao and other 12 Title Douluo's momentum flashed away at the same time, making Ning Fengzhi's expression completely solemn.
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