Douluo: My Teacher Is the Pope

Although he scolded his mother for selling batches in his heart, Li Changan still respectfully shouted: "Father-in-law, my son-in-law is polite."

Ning Fengzhi returned to his original elegant look and nodded with satisfaction. Li Changan's gift this time was too big for him to refuse and give back.

So Ning Fengzhi, an old fox, had already decided on this son-in-law when he came down.

Of course, in addition to the improvement in Ning Fengzhi's attitude, the attitudes of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo have also improved greatly. After all, Ning Fengzhi's improvement represents their improvement. When Ning Fengzhi truly becomes a Nine-ring Titled Douluo , the status of the Qibao Glazed Sect will be more stable, and it may even go one step further.

"Okay, get ready for the banquet." Ning Fengzhi ordered several disciples, and at the same time motioned for Li Changan and Ning Rongrong to walk side by side with him.

"Chang Sheng, in fact, I have investigated you a long time ago and I have known about your existence for a long time. But what I didn't expect was that Rongrong would end up with you."

Ning Fengzhi's words were obvious at first glance. He did not identify Li Changan's identity, but said that I have known you for a long time. Obviously, he wanted Li Changan to report his family name.

If he hadn't known that there was a clone of himself in Wuhun City, and that his identity and whereabouts were top secret, Li Changan might have been deceived by Ning Fengzhi.

But who is Li Chang'an? His two lifetimes of experience combined are no worse than that of the old fox Ning Fengzhi. He chose not to say anything to Ning Fengzhi's emotion, but nodded shyly.

At this time, Bone Douluo patted Li Changan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Just because of your attitude and the gift you gave Fengzhi, I will accept you as my grandson-in-law. But just before you came, Old Man Jian said, do you want to To marry Rongrong, you must persist in ten moves in his hands."

As he spoke, Bone Douluo raised his eyebrows at Sword Douluo, meaning to see how you would end up.

Indeed, Li Changan's identity has now been recognized by Ning Fengzhi, and he has also given priceless fairy grass as a gift. He, Jian Chen, is too emotional and rational to take action again.

Sword Douluo was not a fool. He glanced at Bone Douluo, then smiled at Li Changan and said, "Chang Sheng, Feng Zhi has already told me that you are already the Soul Emperor at the age of fourteen. You have also passed my level. , don’t listen to that old man’s nonsense.”

The fourteen-year-old Soul Emperor, no matter how difficult he is, has already passed the Qibao Glazed Sect's strength requirement. If he makes things more difficult, it will be unjustifiable.

When I didn't reveal my identity when co-writing, you still wanted to do a classic scene of embarrassing me and then being slapped in the face by me pretending to be cool? Li Changan complained in his heart.

But Bone Douluo looked at Li Changan and said something in amazement, and then smiled: "Changsheng, your talent is quite good, even compared to the saint son of Wuhun Temple, you don't have to give in much, so work hard!"

"Work hard, try to surpass that Holy Son as soon as possible, and kill that damn Holy Son!"

With a smile on his face, Li Changan had already greeted all eighteen generations of Bone Douluo's ancestors behind his back. I don’t know how the dead Bone Douluo will react when his identity is revealed?

At this time, plates of delicacies from the mountains and seas were put on the table. Li Changan and Ning Rongrong were also sitting next to Ning Fengzhi's right hand, and next to his left hand were two titled Douluo.

"Changsheng, after talking so much, you haven't introduced yourself yet?" Ning Fengzhi suddenly asked Li Changan after toasting in celebration.

"My identity? Father-in-law, you should have already made some guesses, right?" Li Changan looked at Ning Fengzhi's eyes flashing with thought, and he already had a calculation in his heart.

"Haha, I just don't know if it's right, or I should call you, His Royal Highness the Holy Son Li Changan!" Ning Fengzhi said, taking a sip of red wine elegantly and looking at Li Changan with a smile.

At this time, when the two titled Douluo on the opposite side heard the word Li Changan, they were first shocked, and then got up angrily, and grabbed Li Changan directly, one from the left and the other from the right.

Li Changan's reputation was so terrifying that they couldn't help but ignore him. It was better to deal with this unstable factor first.

But before Ning Fengzhi could say anything to stop him, Li Changan moved and opened his lips slightly:

"No more thoughts of killing in this room!"

Once a month, follow your words!

As soon as Li Changan said these words, both Ning Rongrong and the other two titled Douluo suddenly became peaceful in their hearts, without any thoughts of taking action.

This world is so wonderful, why do we have to fight and kill?

This was everyone's reaction at this time, but Li Changan sat motionless on the chair, followed Ning Fengzhi's example and took a sip of red wine in an elegant manner, and looked at Ning Fengzhi again.

He is still good at this pretense.

But Titled Douluo is Titled Douluo after all. After about a minute, Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo had adjusted their mentality, but then there was a burst of panic!

This, what kind of soul skill was so terrifying at this time? Their state of mind was completely affected at that time. This is something that has never happened before, right?

Not only the two titled Douluo, but Ning Fengzhi also had a shocked expression. Although the Holy Son already had a high reputation in his heart, he didn't expect that the other party was even more mysterious than he thought.

Apart from anything else, if Li Changan wanted to do something in that minute, almost no one could stop him.

"How about it, father-in-law, are you satisfied with this?" Li Changan said calmly, silently complaining about the backlash of his words.

At this time, he, an old woman, had no desire at all in his heart. It was not that he was physically incapacitated, but that his mind had entered the state of a sage.

Damn it, I have to let Rongrong touch the gun for me when I get the chance. Don't really want to be a saint all the time.

"I can't take it seriously. It's because we were abrupt. I'm sorry." Ning Fengzhi stood up in person to apologize to Li Changan. It can be said that his attitude was relatively low.

To put it bluntly, it was Li Changan's identity and strength that won respect.

"My father-in-law has gone out, and the two seniors haven't done anything to me, right? It's not good to fight and kill too much, so let's be more peaceful." Li Changan also stepped down the steps, and then looked at Bone Douluo who looked embarrassed. .

Hey, it’s hard to die in society. Just now he was asking Li Changan to surpass that bullshit Saint Son.

"Father-in-law, why don't you tell me how you guessed my identity?" Li Changan made a gesture of invitation.

"Ning is just guessing. There are many young geniuses, but the real young genius is just His Highness the Holy Son. How can there be another one."

"And you are generous. Whether it is the fruit you gave Rongrong or the fairy grass you gave me, they are not something that ordinary forces can come up with. Previously, one of Dugubo's medicine gardens was taken over by Wuhun Palace."

"So based on the above, I dare to infer that Teacher Li Changsheng of Shrek Academy is actually the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace."

Ning Fengzhi is indeed an old fox. Even Li Changan didn't notice some of the details he said. However, no matter what, he couldn't deny that he really couldn't refuse Li Changan's fairy grass.

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