Douluo: My Spirit is Godzilla

Chapter 12 Creditors come to the door

Chapter 12 The Creditor Comes to the Door (Please read more, recommend)

"Brother Xiaowei, is that fierce little old man Poison Douluo? He looks so ugly, even uglier than Grandpa Bone."

"Brother Serena, why did you give him the soul bone? I spent 300 million gold soul coins. Why don't you use it yourself?"

"By the way, Brother Serena, what is that I love a piece of firewood, and what is raw rice cooked rice?"

"Hey, Brother Serena, why are you blushing?"

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Yu Xiaowei covered Ning Rongrong's mouth and said with a headache.

"Grandma, please stop arguing, your head is almost getting too loud, and you, a child, don't bother with adults' affairs."

"Aren't you a child too?"

Ning Rongrong pouted, tilted her head and stopped talking to him.

"Damn Dugu Bo."

Seeing her appearance, Yu Xiaowei was so angry that his teeth itched, and he cursed angrily in his heart.

This old coward didn't dare to hit anyone, so he yelled loudly in the box to let him eat 'I love a piece of firewood', and let him cook a raw rice.

On purpose, absolutely on purpose, the old man just wanted Ning Rongrong to hear it.

Nima, thanks to you Dugu Bo is still a titled Douluo, can this kind of damage move be thought of by humans?

After scolding 'bitch' a hundred times in his heart, Yu Xiaowei sent Ning Rongrong back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and then returned home by himself.

The next day dawned.

As soon as Yu Xiaowei opened his eyes, he saw Jian Dou Luo Chenxin standing beside his bed, staring at him with a pair of bull's eyes, so frightened that he almost jumped out of bed.

Damn it, his bedroom is in the hinterland of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, a brat like Ning Rongrong just got in, how did Chen Xin get in.

"Jian, good morning, Grandpa Jian."

Chen Xin didn't answer him, just stood there quietly without opening her mouth.

Yu Xiaowei's legs felt weak from being stared at, he forced a crying smile and said.

"Grandpa Jian, don't scare me, I'm timid"

"Are you timid?"

Chen Xin's voice was like a sharp knife, coldly making Yu Xiaowei's skin crawl.

"Hehe, I love a piece of firewood? Good boy, I think your courage is going to heaven."

Cold sweat broke out from Yu Xiaowei's forehead instantly, he stammered.

"No, no, Grandpa Jian, listen to my explanation!"

"Humph."

Chen Xin didn't listen to his sophistry, so she picked him up and went straight to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Poor Yu Xiaowei was only wearing a pajamas, flying with Chen Xin in the clouds with his sword in the early morning, the key is that his soul power is still sealed, so he can't keep out the cold at all.

By the time he arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he was already shivering like a big quail.

"Come on, come with me to see the suzerain."

Chen Xin carried him expressionlessly, and walked into the meeting hall with great strides.

Ning Fengzhi sat on his chair drinking tea as usual, and when he saw Yu Xiaowei's appearance, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Gu Rong, who was sitting on the side, stepped forward to undo Yu Xiaowei's soul power restriction with a distressed expression, and even put his coat on him.

Yu Xiaowei sucked his nose hard and said pitifully.

"Uncle Ning, if you want to kill me, just tell me, don't let Grandpa Jian torture you like this."

"Old sword man, what have you done? What if you froze Serena!!!"

Gu Rong, who had been holding back his fire for a long time, roared at Chen Xin.

"With his body, can he be frozen?"

Chen Xin said something indifferently, and didn't care about Gu Rong's glaring eyes at all.

Looking at the two people who were at war, Ning Fengzhi smiled helplessly.

"Okay, Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, we are looking for Serena for business, please stop arguing."

Three eyes focused on Yu Xiaowei, and he froze immediately, wondering what Ning Fengzhi was looking for him for.

Ning Fengzhi asked solemnly, "Xiaowei, what do you think of Rongrong?"

As soon as this question was asked, both Chen Xin and Gu Rong stretched their necks and looked at him seriously.

"what?"

Yu Xiaowei stared dumbfounded at the three serious men in front of him.

"Just that? Just because of that? And dragging me out of bed early in the morning and freezing all the way here?"

He roared wildly in his heart, then sighed heavily.

As soon as they heard him sigh, Ning Fengzhi and the others felt their hearts tugged at once.

"I think Rongrong is pretty good, he can play with me." Yu Xiaowei said naturally.

After hearing this, the three of them immediately burst into smiles.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "Serena, you know that Rong Rong is my only daughter, and her older brothers are too different in age, and she doesn't have any playmates on weekdays. Play with her."

As he spoke, he took out a red crystal card from his pocket and stuffed it into Yu Xiaowei's hand.

"You just keep this little money. Every time you take Rongrong out to play, you spend your money. It's a bit outrageous. Uncle's family doesn't lack this. If Rongrong spends money in a petty way in the future, you Just tell uncle."

Yu Xiaowei pinched the soul coin card in his hand in a daze, if he still didn't know what Ning Fengzhi meant, he would have lived two lifetimes in vain.

This old man thinks his son-in-law crazy, he is only twelve! ! !
"Thank you uncle."

Yu Xiaowei thanked politely, "Uncle Ning, if there is nothing else, I'll go home first."

"Okay, okay, Uncle Jian, you go and send Serena home."

"Don't mind, don't bother, I can go home by myself."

"So, what it means now is, does your father tell you to come and play with me whenever you have nothing to do?"

Looking at Ning Rongrong who was pulling the hem of his clothes in front of him, Yu Xiaowei couldn't help having a headache.

"Ah."

Ning Rongrong blushed and nodded slightly.

Although she is only 11 years old now, as the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she still knows the rules of the sect. Ning Fengzhi has made it clear that she would be a fool if she didn't understand.

"This Ning Fengzhi..."

"Forget it, don't think about it, let nature take its course."

"Rongrong, let's go, go to Dugu Bo to collect debts."

Yu Xiaowei took Ning Rongrong's little hand and led her towards the setting sun forest.

In the eyes of Binghuo Liangyi at this time.

Dugu Bo, who has lost half of his hair, is sitting cross-legged by the spring to practice. Due to poisoning, he can only feel more comfortable in this place where the breath of ice and fire collides.

However, the attack time of the disease has been prolonged a lot recently, and the symptoms have also been relieved a lot. Yu Xiaowei's treatment is indeed very effective.

But when he thought of that kid cheating himself and causing him to owe a huge debt, he couldn't beat him, but he couldn't beat him, so he could only play tricks.

After finishing the training, Dugu Bo patrolled the surroundings with his hands behind his back, looking at the celestial grasses competing for beauty, he tried to pull out one to taste, but after hesitating for a while, he gave up.

The last time he tried the medicine, he almost killed himself, but this time he didn't dare to try again.

"Strange, how did that little bastard decide that the chrysanthemum was useful to him? Could it be that he really knows the medicinal herbs here?"

Dugu Bo grumbled and caressed each fairy grass, his movements were gentle as if he was stroking his lover.

Suddenly he paused, frowning and looking up.

Someone broke through his poison formation.

Just when he was about to go up to see who was so courageous, a sound of beating came down from the cliff.

"Senior Dugu, it's time to pay back the money"

The echoes in the valley kept echoing, the veins on Dugu Bo's forehead were exposed, and he wished he could rush up and beat Yu Xiaowei right now.

Who the hell is someone who borrowed money yesterday, and today they are urging people to pay back the land.

(End of this chapter)

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