Starting from Douluo to become a god against the sky

Xiaoxue pouted her mouth, feeling aggrieved, "If my father ignored me, I wouldn't have jumped down."

Jiang Chen comforted: "Okay, okay, Dad is going to your grandmother, there are some urgent things to do."

"Dad, I want to go too, I want to see grandma." Xiao Xuening hugged Jiang Chen tightly.

"Hey, obedient, you just stay here to study, your mother is alone, afraid of loneliness, you have to stay with her, you know"

Xiao Xuening nodded her head obediently, "Don't worry, dad, I will take care of mom."

"Really good, Dad is leaving, and he will bring you a lot of delicious food when he comes back."

"Yeah." Xiaoxue nodded solemnly, tears in her eyes.

Jiang Chen put down his daughter, "Hey, go back to the teacher."

Xiao Xuening stood there without moving.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to endure the reluctance in his heart and leave quickly.

Xiao Xuening stood there like a sculpture, watching Jiang Chen who was going away, tears finally shed.

Dad is gone again

Xiaoying rushed out and took her back.

Tang San stood on the corridor on the third floor, looking at the distant figure.

I don't know why, he always feels a bit familiar from the back.

Jiang Chen's eyes were a little sour, and he blinked vigorously, not allowing embarrassing tears to flow.

After leaving the city gate, the four elders who followed him to Heaven Dou City were already waiting outside.

Jiang Chen glanced at Tiandou City, then turned and left.

Next time you come back, the situation on this continent will be completely different.

Chapter 323 Ning Rongrong’s Pain

"Beast, beast..."

Ning Fengzhi lay on the ground, constantly roaring weakly.

His voice was hoarse, and there were two bloody tears on his old face.

Ning Fengzhi felt like a knife at the thought of his daughter being tortured by Jiang Chen.

It is a pity that he has not recovered from his injury, and he has only one arm left, and he can't get up at all.

He hates and hates the Wuhun Temple for acting cruel and unscrupulous.

I hate that my sect is not strong enough, and this was easily destroyed by the Spirit Hall.

He even hated himself for being an enemy of Wuhun Hall.

Like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, a bow of the head can be exchanged for the prosperity of the sect. Why do you kill thousands of disciples and cause your daughter to be insulted for that so-called arrogance?

"Rongrong, I'm sorry, Dad..."

Ning Fengzhi even had the idea of ​​committing suicide, and had no face to face his daughter again.

But when he thought that after his death, his daughter really had no relatives, he couldn't bear it.

No one knew that the Seven Treasure Glazed Glazed Sect Sect master who had once smashed the soul master world was lying on the ground in embarrassment.

The sound of hurried footsteps did not sound until almost noon.

"Dad!" With an anxious shout, Ning Rongrong opened the door and rushed in.

Ning Rongrong's heart almost collapsed when he saw Ning Fengzhi lying on the ground, covered with dust and blood on his face.

"Dad, what's wrong with you, don't scare me." Ning Rongrong rushed over and fell to his knees.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes recovered some light, his eyes focused, and he looked at his beloved daughter.

Ning Rongrong's expression was haggard, causing Ning Feng to feel heartbroken.

"Dad, I will take you to bed." Ning Rongrong stretched out his hands, picked up Ning Fengzhi with difficulty, and walked onto the bed.

Ning Fengzhi's heart sank when she felt her daughter limping on foot, and there was no luck.

"Jiang Chen, you can't die!" Ning Fengzhi cried out hoarsely.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?" Ning Rongrong panicked and quickly put Ning Fengzhi on the bed.

Ning Fengzhi's only hand firmly grasped Ning Rongrong's hand, and asked grimly, "Rongrong, do you feel unwell?"

Ning Rongrong let out a cry, "Dad, I don't have any discomfort."

Ning Fengzhi still clutched his daughter hard, "Then why are you walking..."

"It's nothing, it's just a little painful." Ning Rongrong explained.

"Where does it hurt?" Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened, and he asked quickly.

Ning Rongrong blushed, lowered his head, and said nothing.

When she got out of bed, she found the pain unbearable after walking a few steps, so she checked and found that there was a bruise on the base of her leg.

Worrying about her father, she endured the pain and ran over.

She is ashamed to tell her father about that shameful part.

Seeing her daughter blushing, Ning Fengzhi still didn't understand.

Thinking of the words Jiang Chen said at the time, let him keep his life to watch the birth of his grandson, and he panicked.

Poor girl, maybe she didn't know that she was... Ning Fengzhi felt sad.

"Dad, tell me, what happened? What about Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bones?"

Ning Rongrong said, looking back, the other two beds were no longer in the presence of Sword Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi took a few deep breaths, calmed down the sadness in his heart a little, and then said gravely, "Rongrong, our Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect is gone."

"Ah, what are you talking about, dad? Why is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School gone?" Ning Rongrong was anxious.

The Qibao Glazed Glass Sect is so powerful, how can it be said that it is gone?