Douluo: Qian Renxue is reborn, I am her biological brother

Chapter 884 Seven Treasures Glazed Tile, Ancient Banyan Tree's Coup
Qibao Glazed Sect.

Ning Fengzhi and his group had no interest in investigating the various movements in the outside world.

The entire sect has been very busy these past few days.

In a pink boudoir with an antique charm and a touch of playfulness.

Ning Rongrong was already dressed.

With their immense wealth, creating suitable attire is naturally easy for them.

After several revisions, she was finally quite satisfied.

Ning Rongrong wore a long silver and white dress, elegant yet understated, perfectly matching her playful princess-like appearance.

She gently stroked her cheek with her delicate hand while looking in the mirror.

Gazing at her skin in the mirror, so smooth and delicate, with a rosy glow, like the flesh of a lychee.

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated.
She had never felt so beautiful before, and she would definitely be the most beautiful she had ever been in four days.

"Bamboo Clear~"

"Ok?"

Hear the call.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had been lying on the table, withdrew her gaze from admiring the goldfish blowing bubbles.

Chao Ningrong looked over.

"Master's wife, what's wrong?"

"Zhu Qing, you were about to succeed in your scheme, why are you still calling me 'Master's Wife'?"

Ning Rongrong turned around and rolled her eyes in annoyance.

“My frivolous sister said that this might increase our competitiveness.”

Zhu Zhuqing blushed as she spoke.

"Is it your sister who's indecent, or have you been doing this for a while now?"

Ning Rongrong turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing speechlessly.
Helplessly said:
"never mind."

"Could you please tighten the back of my dress a bit more? It looks better when my waist is slimmer."

"I wonder when Xiao Wu will arrive."

Ning Rongrong pouted, slightly sticking out her buttocks and offering her lower back to Zhu Zhuqing.

"It should be soon."

Zhu Zhuqing smiled and reached out to carefully arrange Ning Rongrong's wedding dress.
time flies.

Before I knew it, nine years had passed since I met my teacher.

She has become a Soul Saint.

Rongrong is about to marry her teacher and become a wife, a true teacher's wife.

Xiao Wu can now be considered to have officially settled in Wuhun City.

Because of his unparalleled merit.

She was adopted as a goddaughter by her master.

Surprisingly, she was a generation older than Rongrong, but thankfully they always addressed each other by their own seniority.
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"How's this, Rongrong?"

"Good, that's it."

Ning Rongrong smiled. Although she was only a year older than Zhu Zhuqing, she looked rather thin.
but.

With the help of a million-year-old whale brain, she was already full of wisdom and no longer ordinary.

At least, the children won't go hungry anymore.

Da da da!
outside.

A series of light footsteps approached, followed by the sound of a door being violently broken down.

boom--!
"Rongrong, Zhuqing! I'm back!"

"Xiao Wu?!"

Zhu Zhuqing turned around in surprise.

Standing at the door,
It was a tall woman in pink, with her hands on her hips.

A little rabbit with a scorpion braid in its mouth.

"Xiao Wu, are you trying to scare me to death?"

Ning Rongrong patted her chest, still shaken.

"wakaka!"

Just as Xiao Wu was about to apologize, her large, round, crimson eyes suddenly lit up, and she exclaimed in surprise:
"Rongrong, you look absolutely gorgeous!"

"what?"

Ning Rongrong suddenly realized.

Behind Xiao Wu stood a graceful figure in purple. Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, who had witnessed the battle, certainly remembered that figure: the ferocious Hell Demon Dragon King, Zi Ji, with two hundred thousand years of cultivation!
"Zi Ji greets the Emperor and Empress."

Zi Ji lowered her posture and bowed to Ning Rongrong.

“We have come by His Majesty’s decree and will remain at the Emperor and Empress’s disposal until the wedding is completed.”

"Sent by the Holy Son?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. Her Holy Son brother had indeed thought things through!

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the other side.

Inside the spacious hall.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo are extremely worried about Ning Rongrong's marriage.

"Uncle Gu, I'm still picking out things for the banquet. What's the rush that you called me over?"

Ning Fengzhi sat in the main seat, drinking herbal tea with gusto.

"Hmph, Feng Zhi, I called you here because it's something very important. And this matter requires your consent."

Bone Douluo said with a solemn expression.

"Oh?"

Ning Fengzhi put down his tea, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"Uncle Bone, haven't I already given you the key to the Heavenly Treasury? Besides that, is there anything else in our sect that requires my involvement?"

"Fengzhi, what this old man is about to say does require your approval. Also, you should be mentally prepared."

Sword Douluo, sitting next to Bone Douluo, gave a meaningful reminder.

Ning Fengzhi was both amused and exasperated, but also incredibly curious.

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, what exactly is going on? Just tell me."

"Okay, then I'll tell you."

"Cough cough!"

Bone Douluo nodded heavily and coughed twice, his face serious.

"Fengzhi, you shall abdicate."

"W-what?!"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened, and he almost jumped up.

Are Sword Douluo and his group trying to force the emperor to abdicate?!
If it weren't for his absolute trust in Bone Douluo and the others, Ning Fengzhi would have fled immediately upon hearing these words.

"call--"

Ning Fengzhi let out a long sigh, his face full of a helpless smile, and said with a wry smile:

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, why have you gone to such lengths?"

"..."

Sword Douluo lowered his eyes, took a sip of tea, glanced at Bone Douluo, and gestured for him to continue.

"Hmph! Of course it's for Rongrong!"

Bone Douluo glared at Sword Douluo, his tone self-righteous.

"For Rongrong?"

Ning Fengzhi was stunned. What theory was this?
He had already designated Ning Rongrong as his successor, but if he stayed here for a few more years, it wouldn't delay Rongrong in any way.

"Feng Zhi, you should know who the protagonist of that grand wedding is in four days, right?"

Bone Douluo patiently and skillfully guided him.

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi nodded readily.

"Of course I know. Didn't the Empire already notify a few of our families? But what does that have to do with my abdication?"

"Feng Zhi, are you so busy that you've lost your mind? Don't you even know who the other three are?"

Bone Douluo frowned.

He scolded Ning Fengzhi a few times, then proceeded to list them off as if they were his own treasures:
"The former Pope's disciple, the Imperial Administrative Elder, is practically the second-in-command in terms of power. Then there's the overlord of the far north, the pregnant Ice and Snow Maiden. And as for the current head of the Ye family, needless to say, he's already had a child."

Ning Fengzhi vaguely understood what Bone Douluo meant, but the information Bone Douluo gave him also made him feel quite strange.

"What do you mean the Ye family patriarch's children have all been born? Uncle Gu, have I missed something recently?"

"Feng Zhi, just yesterday, the head of the Ye family of the Nine Heart Begonia was officially changed to the future Empress. In short, her status has changed."

Sword Douluo explained from the side.

"I see."

Ning Fengzhi nodded in sudden realization and looked at Bone Douluo.

"So, Uncle Bone, what you mean is..."

　Wishing you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)