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..... He crossed the Douluo Continent and became Ning Rongrong's brother, four years earlier! Martial Soul Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, there is no system, what should I do? Ning Xiaotian said that he could only live by hugging his thighs! ..... Ning Fengzhi: I am your father, super rich! Chen Xin, Gu Rong: We are Super Douluo! Hu Liena: I am the Holy Maiden of Wuhun Temple! Qian Renxue: I am the future angel god! Dugu Yan: My grandfather has fairy grass! Bibi Dong: I am your mother-in-law! Ning Xiaotian: Long live the Spirit Hall! ..... Yu Xiaogang: Who is trolling me? Dai Mubai: My fiancee is gone! Still getting hit? Tang San: Xiao Wu disappeared? What about fairy grass? What about the Blue Silver Emperor? What about a good chance? ...... ---------------------------------------------------------- Just want review myself 1.if you ask what link i Will silent and why i'am upload this fanfic if i just can give link and don't do anything else i just give link for next chapter and be lazy to update 2.its not from mtl this from outside site , why always mtl , are you mtl worker so you promo on this content ??? 3. i'am using translate from PC so what if you don't like this translate then don't read i'am not force you to read,and you can't force me,you dont pay me (and vote just to motivate to update not to pay ) 4.and of you want complaine my translate why not you translate funfic who have good story' so i Will critic you

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Meeting with a smile

The wheels rolled, the horses neighed, and the carriages lined up to flow into the towering city gate.

Ning Xiaotian turned the curtain to look around, Wuhun City was still full of buildings, gorgeous and extraordinary, the stairs of platinum inlaid jade stretched straight up, the majestic and splendid palace stood on the peak, and the statue of the six-winged angel in the center of the palace was still... Really big. !

Shi Shiran retracted his gaze and looked to the side.

There are many businesses, the pedestrians are bustling, and the crisp shouts are endless.

Not far away, several pretty Pingting girls wearing the armbands of the Wuhundian Academy were holding banners and swaying.

These girls were dressed in white and tied at the waist, with enchanting figures, fluttering short skirts, slightly open and closed cherry lips, and were playful and lovely.

Especially the way they are jumping and jumping, their vitality is infinite, attracting countless teenagers to watch.

"I want to join Wuhun Hall after watching this..."

Ning Xiaotian didn't squint, watched the ball in a civilized manner, and secretly praised.

At this time, a few young girls not far away stopped, handed the banner to another group of companions oncoming, and then happily surrounded a tall and hot gorgeous woman wearing a mentor's costume, looking up in anticipation.

Seeing this, the instructor raised his Xiu hands high and pressed down, full of shaking, and looking sideways from left and right.

The girls quieted down, and the instructor slowly took out the purse from his waist, took out a few silver soul coins, and distributed them to the girls while pinching them with green fingers.

When the distribution was over, several girls cheered, holding hands and happily plunged into the crowd.

Shaking his head with a smile, the instructor took out another booklet and started writing it seriously...

"The combination of the academy's outdoor activities and the mission platform can not only promote the Wuhun Temple, but the students can also get money..."

Ning Xiaotian put down the curtain, and his heart was warm, and secretly said:

"This Wuhun City is better than a few years ago.

It's more lively, and there's a lot of human touch..."

There is an inheritance of angel gods in Wuhun City, and out of respect for gods, in the past, under many rules, it was solemn and solemn, and no loud noise was allowed, and it was also restricted to open shops in the city.

A lot, but now, these rules seem to be broken.

This change also has my share of credit...

Ning Xiaotian smiled knowingly.

The implementation and improvement of the mission platform not only won the support of the people, but also greatly broadened the news network of the Spirit Hall.

Perhaps Bibi Dong heard many different voices and made many changes.

So far, the changes seem to be working well.

The rhythm sounded, the carriage no longer swayed, and with a soft call from the guard, Ning Xiaotian understood that the station had arrived.

"Yan'er, Lingling, let's get out of the car!"

Ning Xiaotian turned his head and said, got up and got out of the carriage, raising the curtain with one hand.

The Continental Spirit Master Competition is held every five years. It is a rare event in the spirit master world. The last one was brought a year earlier by Bibi Dong's new official appointment due to Qian Xunji's death, and the time was still six years ago.

Duguyan and Ye Lingling will participate in the next session if there is no accident, so they also came over to meet the world. The two little ones in the family were too young to follow.

As for the roaring dog, it should still be ravaged at home now.

Good work, my dog!

"Hmm..."

The two women nodded, bowed slightly, got out of the carriage, and finally got down to the ground under the embrace of Ning Xiaotian.

Now the Wuhun Palace has a lot of money and has arranged high-end hotels for all the participating colleges, which can be said to have earned enough face.

The house in front of Ning Xiaotian is even more luxurious.

When you walk in, it is magnificent and the white jade floor is splendid.

The most important thing is that the bed in the bedroom is large enough and the sound insulation effect is excellent.

This is so...get me!

In exclamation, Ning Xiaotian jumped onto the elastic bed with one hand, and rolled happily.

After half a sound, a faint breathing sound came.

...

at night, the moon is dark and windy.

Under Dugu Bo's light call, Ning Xiaotian followed out of the hotel and floated towards the center of Wuhun City.

Outside the Pope's Hall, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Bone Douluo stood on both sides.

Seeing Dugu Bo's first glance, Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes widened immediately, his smoky phoenix eyes flashing with flame, gnashing his teeth as he stared, his sharp eyes seeming to bite people.

But only for a moment, the delicate body shook, and immediately turned into a charming and affectionate appearance.

With a stride, he walked in front of Dugu Bo, Ju Douluo held his orchid fingers, bowed his body slightly, and said with a sweet smile:

"Oh, isn't this Dugu brother... Come on, please come in quickly, His Majesty the Pope has been waiting for a long time. !"

Dugu Bo put down the purple flowers and plants that he held high.

"Well..."

Dugu Bo nodded slightly, without being pretentious, and calmly handed Qirong Tongtian Ju to Ju Douluo.

This is for me?

Ju Douluo looked stunned, thinking that Dugu Bo didn't even take the opportunity to say a word to him:

Brother, what's the matter, I saw that you were very angry just now!

At this time, Dugu Bo raised his eyebrows and said angrily:

"Lao Guan, what are you doing? Are you waiting for me to put it in your arms?"

He actually called me Lao Guan...

Ju Douluo was stunned again, ashamed Emotions made him blushed, carefully took the fairy grass, and whispered:

"How can it be? Brother Dugu, please..."

After saying that, he quickly stepped aside and extended his hand to salute.

"You're welcome? Let's go together!"

Dugu Bo pouted and said again:

"After the work is done, let's go for a drink together and treat yourself!"

"No problem!"

Ju Douluo said delicately.

So numb...

Ning Xiaotian trembled, said hello to Ghost Douluo, and walked into the hall together.

The lights in the empty hall were bright, and Bibi Dong stood proudly on the front seat.

She was tall and graceful, and when she frowned, she had a different charm...

A frown?

The mother-in-law's gaze is a bit dangerous..

.Ning Xiaotian looked away with a guilty conscience.

Is this the kid who slapped my cabbage?

Qian Daoliu, who was standing beside Bibi Dong, squinted and looked at Ning Xiaotian up and down. Tonight, when his granddaughter came back, he saw the clue and was shocked.

He hadn't seen each other for several years.

However, when I thought about the evolved martial spirit of my granddaughter, the reincarnation book given by Ning Xiaotian, and the purpose of tonight's visit, especially in the future, the great-grandson's surname was Qian, I felt a lot of relief, and I thought that this grandson-in-law was really good.

Great granddaughter.

The big guy's eyes are also very wrong...

Ning Xiaotian glanced at Qian Daoliu, who was a burly figure, and quickly moved his eyes to the right.

The four eyes facing each other were Qian Renxue's affectionate eyes, Yingying smiled and gave him great encouragement.

Ning Xiaotian immediately returned a warm man's smile, and then looked around.

Social society...

The number of bigwigs standing side by side on both sides made him feel like he had entered the den of the underworld.

Only the two little ones on the far left and the slim girl could give him a sense of security.

At this moment, the girl was looking at him madly, her eyes filled with water waves, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

Ning Xiaotian was bitten in his heart, and hurriedly trotted to her side, without saying much, just looking at each other, the girl calmed down, lowered her head shyly, and the corner of her mouth rose slightly.

Yu Guang glanced at Qian Renxue, but the other party just smiled slightly.

Ning Xiaotian let out a sigh of relief, looked at Yan and Xieyue, and said that those with strength could not go through the back door.

Obviously, Hu Liena, Yan and Xieyue were such people.

As the most talented students of the younger generation of Wuhundian, Hu Liena and the three are qualified to stand here and enjoy the blessings of immortal grass.

The most important thing is that they are all friends of Ning Xiaotian.

Nodding to the two of them, Ning Xiaotian stood still.

After all, he is a guest and has no priority to speak.