My spirit of Douluo is a spirit ring

Ning Rongrong felt terribly uncomfortable in her heart. She didn't think that her mother was like this, and she didn't even think that his father loved them because of their inner love.

But it is right to think about it, it is Qian Renxue, who was born more noble than her, and was not sent by Qian Daoliu to the Heaven Dou Empire as an undercover agent.

Ye Leng Leng, Dugu Goose, and Yu Tianheng are all distinguished, but none of the hardships they should suffer is less.

And when the Star Luo Empire cultivated family successors, it would be even more cruel. Brothers fight, sisters cannibalize each other, die endlessly, and whoever remains is king!

She alone is too spoiled.

This is not in line with the Douluo mainland tradition, she is the sure successor of the future sect.

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong also had to accept that his mother was punishable because he violated the bottom line of the sect.

Because of this kind of thing, in big families, big forces are too common.

"Dad, the matter is over, we have won, and my mother can't do anything to harm the sect, so let Xiao Jiu revive her!"

Ning Rongrong begged.

"No!"

Ning Fengzhi's face was extremely ugly, and he hummed:

"First, your mother is selfish. She would rather die with the sect than with me. Why should I use such a wife?"

"Second, after resurrecting her, have you ever thought that she will bring us a disaster?"

How could Ning Rongrong believe in the catastrophe, she said angrily: "You just love the new and hate the old, and you want to find me a prettier and younger stepmother."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi slapped it.

With a crisp slap in the face, Ning Rongrong's face finally became symmetrical, and Xiao Jiu looked comfortable.

"Dad, you, you hit me!"

Ning Rongrong was beaten dumbfounded. She covered her face and looked at Ning Fengzhi in disbelief. This was the first time that Ning Fengzhi had been beaten.

"To hit you, that's because you should hit!"

"You are so stupid!"

"Like your mother, I haven't inherited my wisdom at all."

Ning Fengzhi's angry face was green and angrily said:

"Just like you, I'm sure, even if you are a god, the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect will not decline and decline in your hands, and our Ning family will also cut off our descendants!

Thousands of years later, there will be no Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the mainland."

Ning Fengzhi's face was pale, he could tolerate Ning Rongrong's arrogant and willfulness, could tolerate her selfishness, but could not tolerate her stupidity.

Ning Rongrong's tears flowed down, and he murmured: "Obviously you want to find someone else, but you blame me."

Ning Fengzhi felt the blood rush upwards, almost not getting angry.

Chapter 576 The Mystery of Ning Rongrong's Mother (End)

Xiao Jiu couldn't stand it anymore and hummed, "Rongrong, you really got kicked by the donkey in your head."

"The consequences of resurrecting your mother are unimaginable! Have you forgotten that she was born in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?"

"I personally slaughtered the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect! She is alive, can you not find me revenge?"

Xiao Jiu's face was so angry that he felt that Ning Rongrong was really blind to Ning Fengzhi's wisdom, and he hadn't learned anything since he was a child.

Ning Rongrong only then remembered the grudge between Xiao Jiu and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Longzong. She defended her: "You are both a creation god. Even if my mother wants revenge, she has no ability."

"Stupid, too stupid! She can't do anything to Xiao Jiu, but what if she shot Xiao Jiu's heirs?"

Ning Feng cursed angrily: "If she killed Xiao Jiu's child, can you think about how terrible it would be?"

"At that time, it was the catastrophe of our Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect. Who can stop Xiao Jiu from getting angry?"

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were shocked, the consequences of this were too terrible, and they felt chills all over just thinking about it.

Xiao Jiu brushed his fingers and said coldly: "Rongrong, you have to understand that many things are your own choice. Your mother chose the path, don't blame the miserable end."

"I will not resurrect a person who will bring me danger, even if the probability is less than one in a billion!"

"I will never put my loved one in danger."

"You do it yourself."

After Xiao Jiu finished speaking, he ignored Ning Rongrong no longer, and left alone, and stayed there again, he was afraid that he could not help but pull Ning Rongrong.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong disappointedly, and said with hatred:

"It seems that I am too spoiled for you. I didn't force you to choose Xiaojiu for the benefit of the sect. You chose Oscar, and I admit it."

"But you can't even control Oscar. If we hadn't had a back hand, Uncle Jian would have died."

"Now, you are still so self-willed, I'm really afraid you will cut off the inheritance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"So, starting today, you are no longer the heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect. I will choose Uncle Sword or Uncle Bone's heir and become the next generation's suzerain!"

Ning Fengzhi flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

"Fengzhi! Rongrong is still young, so don't be familiar with your children." Jian Douluo and Calan Douluo repeatedly advised, but Ning Fengzhi never let go.

They had to come back, guarding Ning Rongrong, and said with a distressed look: "Rongrong, don't blame your father for being cruel, it's not easy to be the Sect Master!"

"The life, death, honor and disgrace of tens of thousands of people in the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect can be maintained by him. When you become the Sect Master, you will know that many things are beyond your control, and you will continue to suffer from the chaos."

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo kept coaxing Ning Rongrong, treating her like a child.

"Dad, don't want me."

Ning Rongrong received so much information in one day, it was difficult to accept it for a time, and he cried loudly.

"Isn't there still my old bones! Rong Rong, don't cry, I feel uncomfortable with the crying Grandpa Jian." Jian Douluo saw Ning Rongrong cry, and he was as anxious as the ants on the hot pot. At a loss.

Bone Douluo wouldn't get better there, they had always treated Ning Rongrong as their granddaughter, but at this moment they really didn't know how to persuade him.

"Two seniors, let's go, Rongrong, leave it to me!"

Tang Yuehua felt that if the two of them were there, the more they persuaded the worse, because this was the same as coaxing a child, the more they cried, the more wronged.

But Ning Rongrong should also grow up.