Jian Douluo and Bone Douluo were a little upset. Rongrong was such a kid. He could just praise Demon Suppression Douluo, but was there any need to insult these two old guys like that?
What do you mean by comparing them to the Demon Suppression Douluo, they are ugly? They are not ugly, right?
Especially when Jian Douluo asked himself, when he was young, he was definitely a handsome young man with a dignified appearance and a good-looking appearance.
Even though I'm no longer a handsome boy now that I'm old, I'm not ugly at all, right?
Alas, these two old guys still treat Rongrong as their own granddaughter.
I didn't expect that she would disparage them like this. She really doesn't care about their dignity at all.
When Zhao Ling heard this, he glanced at Ning Fengzhi and the two sect protectors with a gloating look in his heart, then deliberately put on a serious look and rebuked Ning Rongrong.
"Rongrong, how could you insult your Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Gu like this?
Although they are not as good-looking as your brother Ling, they can't be described as ugly, right? How embarrassing for them, right? "
Damn, Jian Douluo and Bone Douluo were even more angry this time. What do you mean we are indeed not as good-looking as you?
Can you please have some shame? Do you think everyone is like you, so good at seducing decent women?
Even a little kid like Rongrong is bewitched by you?
Of course, although Jian Douluo and Gu Douluo were angry, they also knew that the other person was known as the number one person under the gods.
No matter how angry they are, no matter how much they exert their power, they cannot defeat the other party.
Therefore, they can only accept their bad luck, what else can they do?
Seeing that they stopped talking, Zhao Ling raised her hand and pinched Ning Rongrong's nose, then spoke in a gentle tone.
"Rongrong, you will be able to awaken your martial soul next year. After you awaken your martial soul, Brother Ling will give you a gift. Do you want it?"
"Gifts? Yes, of course. Rongrong wants any gift that Brother Ling gives me."
Ning Rongrong heard that Zhao Ling would give her a gift after he awakened his martial soul.
His eyes lit up immediately and he asked impatiently.
"Brother Ling, can you tell Rongrong what gift you are going to give? Rongrong wants to know now."
"Well... that won't do. If I tell you what the gift is before you even awaken your martial spirit, then what's the surprise?
Just keep working hard, and you will know when you successfully awaken your martial spirit."
Zhao Ling shook her head slightly, with a mysterious look on her face, which made Ning Rongrong puff up her cheeks in frustration.
Ning Fengzhi, Jian Douluo and Bone Douluo couldn't help but become curious when they saw Zhao Ling acting so mysteriously.
The gift sent by Demon Suppression Douluo must be extraordinary. Any lower-end gift would be beyond the reach of this being who is known as the number one person under the gods.
Therefore, they now also want to know from Zhao Ling what the gift is.
But the other party just won't say anything, and there's nothing they can do.
"Hmph... Brother Ling is so stingy. It won't hurt to tell Rongrong, but you have to keep it so secret. It's boring."
Ning Rongrong turned her head away in dissatisfaction, looking as if the young lady was very angry and the consequences would be serious.
"Anyway, Brother Ling said I can't tell you, so I can't tell you.
When that time comes, I will definitely give you a huge surprise. "
Zhao Ling found Ning Rongrong's angry look very cute.
It is said that Ning Rongrong was spoiled by Ning Fengzhi and the two guardian Douluo.
But in fact, she had never shown any stubbornness or willfulness in front of him.
On the contrary, she is quite well-behaved and cute, which makes Zhao Ling like this girl very much.
Of course, his love for this girl now is purely the love of an elder for a younger person, and he doesn't have any strange thoughts about it.
As for whether this idea would become wrong in the future, Zhao Ling did not have absolute confidence in herself...
After returning to the mansion from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Zhao Ling went straight to the villa. He wanted to see how the research on those hidden weapons was going.
It has to be said that in the past ten or twenty years, these people have developed some crazy things like the Yama Post and the Torrential Pear Blossom Needles.
However, the most powerful Guanyin Tears have not yet been developed.
As the only hidden weapon of the Tang Sect that could threaten the gods, Zhao Ling thought that if he could make this thing, he would give one to each of his wives.
Even if I am not in the mansion sometimes, if some blind gods come to cause trouble, I will probably die here.
However, the materials that Guanyin Tears needs to find are too demanding.
Therefore, wanting to have one wife each is probably a pipe dream.
Of course, it seems that Titan and Lou Gao's enthusiasm for studying Guanyin's Tears is far from reaching their enthusiasm for replicating a practical version of the Cloud Piercing Shuttle.
Both of them wanted to copy the Cloud Piercing Shuttle in order to bring great convenience to the entire Douluo Continent.
In addition, Zhao Ling was also given a soul guide cannon by the system that would only appear ten thousand years later, which Zhao Ling also threw to Titan and Lou Gao.
After seeing the power of the soul guide cannon, these two guys felt like they had found a treasure and started to study this thing intensively.
For Zhao Ling, although these soul guide cannons are very powerful, they are just so-so.
Not to mention these soul-guided cannons, even the Tears of Guanyin that could threaten the gods could not threaten him at all.
Unexpectedly, after arriving at the villa, Zhao Ling met Bai He who was reminiscing with old friends here with a little girl about four years old.
Seeing Zhao Ling coming, Bai He hurriedly nodded to Zhao Ling and said, "Bai He greets the Master..."
Since the four affiliated sects had already joined Zhao Ling, it was not wrong for Bai He to call Zhao Ling the Lord.
When the three or four-year-old girl saw that her grandfather was so respectful to Zhao Ling, she looked up at Zhao Ling curiously.
Then his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his little hand and spoke to Zhao Ling in a baby voice.
"Pig, pig, Xiangxiang wants a bag..."
Bai He frowned immediately, pulled his granddaughter behind him, and reprimanded her seriously.
"Chenxiang, you must not be disrespectful to the master."
Then Bai He gave Zhao Ling an apologetic smile: "My Lord, I'm sorry, children are ignorant..."
Zhao Ling also smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, children should not be restrained in their words, children should not be restrained in their words."
He knew that Bai Chenxiang also wanted to learn from Bai He and call "Master", but because she was a little young and her pronunciation was not clear, she called "Master" instead of "Pig", which was quite embarrassing.
But how can a grown-up like me get angry with a child?
Zhao Ling looked at the delicate and lovely little girl and asked Bai He tentatively.
"Mr. Bai, is she Bai Chenxiang? I remember when she was just born, I went to your place to see her once. I didn't expect that she has grown up so big in the blink of an eye."
"Yes, she is Chenxiang."
Bai He stroked Bai Chenxiang's head kindly, his eyes full of cherishment.