Douluo: My Teacher Is the Pope

　　 Li Changan couldn't help but laughed bitterly when he saw this, and at the same time began to deal with the initial disagreement.

　　He must pay attention to a degree here, that is, he cannot be too strong, nor too weak. Being strong is equal to slapping face, being weak is equal to not being qualified to be worthy of Ning Rongrong.

　　 I saw that Li Changan still maintained the posture of saluting, but his eyebrows were a little dignified, but it was limited to this, and he didn't step back for half a step.

　　 "Enough, Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Sword, you can't treat my friends like this, otherwise I will go back to the college." Ning Rongrong had already noticed it at this time, of course, with his hips akimbo, said with a small face unhappy.

　　 "Don't dare, don't dare, Rongrong, let's just take a look, take a look." The two titled Douluo hurriedly apologized, and at the same time withdrew the pressure, they looked at Li Changan with a little more solemnity.

　　 This kid, something.

　　 "Okay, Rong Rong will take your friend to the seat." Ning Fengzhi spoke to end the temptation at this time, and then Ning Rongrong pouted and pulled Li Changan into the seat.

　　 "Girl, it's been almost a year, Dad thinks you are thinking too tight!" Ning Fengzhi saw it occasionally again and was naturally very happy. He got up from the chair to touch Ning Rongrong's head.

　　 Ning Rongrong turned his head fiercely: "Miss me? Blame, you wish I was not at home."

　　 Ning Fengzhi looked at her daughter's anger, she couldn't help feeling pity, and she reached out to hug her daughter. Who knows, but Ning Rongrong turned around and avoided him.

　　 didn't hold his daughter, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help being surprised. Although he was an auxiliary spirit master, the huge spirit power of more than seventy levels also had a very strong transformation on his body, much stronger than ordinary people.

　　 Ning Rongrong inherited his Martial Spirit, which is also an auxiliary system. At this time, even though he was just taking a hug, his speed was not slow, and he would be easily avoided by his daughter.

　　 Ning Rongrong didn't know his father was surprised, so he walked directly to Sword Douluo, and looked at Sword Douluo, who was apologetic and kind, his expression softened.

　　 Regardless of Li Changan's still with him, his love forgiveness was out of control and plunged into his arms: "Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Sword, I miss for you. Woo..."

　　Reunited with relatives after a long absence. After all, Ning Rongrong was still a little girl, so excited, she burst into tears.

　　 Sword Douluo hurriedly hugged her little body with regret, "Hey, my little baby, you are back. Grandpa Jian misses you too! I can't think about it."

　　 Ning Rongrong raised his head, "Really?"

　　 Sword Douluo said sternly: "Of course it is true. If you don't believe me, ask your bone grandfather."

　　 Ning Rongrong blinked his big clear eyes, "But, I think Grandpa Bones is a little bit more than you think I think."

　　 "It's impossible, he farts!" Jian Douluo didn't give Bone Douluo any face anymore:

　　 "I can guarantee that I must miss you more."

　　 "You just fart! Rong Rong is right, I think a little bit more!"

　　 Bone Douluo stood up fiercely from the chair, his terrifying height was nearly 2.5 meters, and his hoarse voice made him look even more terrifying.

　　 They were still on the united front, and they turned their faces in an instant.

　　 "You are not convinced? Go, find a place to go one-on-one." Jian Douluo straightened his chest and stared at the opponent without fear.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, you've been fighting for a lifetime, Rong Rong and her friend just came back, forget it today." Ning Fengzhi looked helplessly at the two old people in front of him, and at the same time motioned A glance at Li Changan who has been exposed to the side.

　　 "Hmph!" Sword and Bone Douluo snorted almost at the same time, no one looked at each other, their eyes fell on Ning Rongrong, and then on Li Changan, and the united front was formed again.

　　 Ning Fengzhi interjected and asked: "Rongrong, first tell my father how much soul power you have. If you make progress, my father will give you a gift."

When he heard his father ask about his spirit power, Ning Rongrong suddenly became proud: "Dad, my aptitude is much better than you. I have not been lazy this year, and my spirit power has not grown much, so I just grow carelessly. It's level fifteen."

　　 "So few, Rongrong, you have to work hard. Wait, how much do you say?"

　　Ning Fengzhi was too familiar with his daughter. From childhood to adulthood, what Ning Rongrong hated most was cultivation. Although he was very talented, he was always forced to practice for a while, and he had to exchange various benefits.

　　 When he realized that Ning Rongrong was talking about level fifteen, his face was already full of unbelief.

　　 Ning Rongrong blinked his eyes wide, and looked at his father innocently: "I said level 15, it is indeed a bit less, but I will work hard."

　　 Ning Fengzhi’s voice slightly changed: "Level 15? Level 27 when you left. So, it’s level 42 now? You won’t lie to Dad."

Ning Rongrong looked at Li Changan and saw that the other party looked encouraging. Then he smiled and said, "Bad father, don't believe people. Although Rongrong was a bit naughty before, he never lied. Don't believe me, let the two grandpas Take a look."

　　 While talking, she stretched out her little hand directly in front of Sword Douluo.

　　 Sword Douluo held Ning Rongrong's hand, and after a while, his face was already amazed: "Fengzhi, that's right, this girl's spirit power has reached level forty-two. This is really incredible."

"Except for the saint son of the Spirit Hall, I have never heard of anyone who can increase his spirit power by as much as 15 levels in a year, even the kid who was hailed as the youngest Title Douluo back then. Is it true that our family Rongrong is really a genius? Or is that Shrek Academy so powerful?"

　　 Ning Rongrong curiously said: "Grandpa Jian, how did you know that I went to Shrek Academy?"

　　 Sword Douluo smiled and said, "How could I not know? You are our dearest treasure. Your whereabouts have always been in your father's control."

　　 Ning Fengzhi's face had become solemn at this time, and he and the two family guest officials in front of him couldn't be more clear about the spiritual master's cultivation process.

　　 If a soul master wants to improve his cultivation level, he must move forward steadily. Once he is too impatient, his life will be in danger.

　　 There is also a wicked cultivation method in the soul master world, at the cost of his own vitality in exchange for faster improvement of strength, he never hopes that his daughter was taught this cultivation method in Shrek Academy.

　　If that's the case... Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes already showed a murderous air.

　　 Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo obviously also thought of this possibility, and their faces sank at the same time.

　　 Ning Rongrong looked at the two grandpas in front of him, then at his father, and said inexplicably, "What's wrong with you? Why are you not talking anymore?"

　　 Ning Fengzhi said solemnly: "Rong Rong, you immediately tell me about all the training in Shrek Academy this year, there can be no omissions, I want to know why you can improve so fast."

　　If the daughter really practices the evil method~www.ltnovel.com~, it will only take a little over a year after all. As the dean of the auxiliary soul master, there might be a way to save him.

　　 Ning Rongrong looked at his father inexplicably: "Dad, are you okay? People don't practice well, you say I'm lazy, people have improved so much soul power now, why are you nervous again?"

　　 Ning Fengzhi said sternly: "I'm afraid you will go astray. Dad didn't joke with you. Hurry up and tell me the process of your cultivation."

　　Ning Rongrong is usually not afraid of his father, but if Ning Fengzhi wants to be serious, she is still afraid, "I secretly ran to Shrek Academy, and after joining the Academy, I realized that I was the weakest one..."

This time, Li Changan did not intend to let Ning Rongrong hide the fruit that he gave him. Of course, Ning Rongrong did not say that he was chasing Li Changan, but that at a certain point in time, because he was too wasteful, Li Changan. Then I gave the fruit to myself.

　　 A fruit can increase soul power to rank eight or nine, how is this possible!

　　 "Uncle Jian, please check Rong Rong carefully to see if she has destroyed her foundation." Ning Fengzhi stared sharply at Li Changan at this time, and at the same time, Bone Douluo also cast his gaze on Li Changan.

　　 If something happens to Ning Rongrong, then Li Changan will not be able to go back alive today.

　　 But after a while, Jian Douluo said weirdly: "Rongrong's body is not only okay, but also his spirit power and foundation are very stable, which is more solid than some old-brand soul kings."

　　 As soon as these words came out, the three people present looked at this young man who hadn't spoken much from the beginning, and their eyes were shocked...

how can that be?

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