Ju Yueguan said bitterly: "Your Majesty..."

"What's wrong?" Bibidong raised his eyebrows.

Juyueguan mustered up the courage to say, "You are too dark."

You can hire two Douluo with four months of salary every year, and what about eight months left?

What's more, the milk tea shop has just opened, so the future profit will definitely be higher. Bibi Dong wants him to be full of it. Juyueguan is not happy.

Bibi Dong shook his head and said, "The account is not settled like this. I allow you to stay in the Spirit Hall as a free person, so that you can follow Xiaoying, which is enough to compensate for your losses."

"Your Majesty, Xiaoying is just a child, how can he compensate me?" Juyueguan asked.

Bibidong whispered: "Hasn't he been making movies recently? One movie can sell tens of millions of gold soul coins. You ask him for dividends."

"The movie hasn't been made yet, who knows..." Ju Yueguan's voice was getting lower and lower, and it was obviously not optimistic about Ye Ying's movie.

Bibidong scolded: "Anyway, there is only one way to exit the Wuhun Palace! I can't walk if I like it!"

Juyue was in serious trouble in her care.

"Your Majesty, I have to go back and think about it." Ju Yueguan bowed and left the Pope's Hall.

Bibidong snorted softly, looking pretty good.

Just fight me!

No matter how you choose Juyueguan, it will be beneficial to her.

Giving her dividends, she not only has the money to recruit Douluo, but also can buy the latest Soul Bone of this year.

As a woman, be kind to yourself.

If Juyue Pass does not agree, then stay in the Wuhun Hall honestly.

It sounds easy to recruit Douluo, but it is actually not simple. The strong have their own arrogance and cannot be easily bought with money.

Hoho, man!

The lingering moonlight flows into the courtyards in the Wuhun Hall, and the beautiful scenery is picturesque.

"Dad, will it be more real to see if I die like this?"

Ning Rongrong rolled three times on the ground, and finally stopped face down.

Chen Xin stood aside and looked, her mouth was about to smile.

Ning Fengzhi said with a giggle and cry: "Rongrong, your clothes were washed clean for you the day before yesterday."

"Hehe, dad won't be angry anyway, right?"

Ning Rongrong raised his head, and there was a little dirt on his delicate nose.

Chen Xin walked up to pick up his little princess and hung the dust on her nose for her.

Ning Rongrong sat in Chen Xin's arms and asked Ning Fengzhi: "Dad, you haven't said that I'm really dead like that."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a smile.

Ning Rongrong said disappointedly: "How can we be as if we are really dead?"

"Sect Master, why not act one of us?" Chen Xin was so playful.

Ning Fengzhi waved his hands repeatedly: "How can this work?"

"Okay, okay!" Ning Rongrong clapped his hands, "Rongrong wants to see!"

Chen Xin curled a smile at the corner of her mouth.

Before Ning Fengzhi could speak, he pointed at the sword and gently stroked the top of his head, and a straight branch that looked like a sword fell off it.

He held Ning Rongrong with one hand, and held the branches with the other and stabbed Ning Fengzhi straight, accurately inserted into the gap between his arms and body.

After Ning Fengzhi's "Stepping Sword", his face turned pale in seconds and his eyes widened.

"Chen Xin, you actually killed me?"

He staggered and took two steps to the side, then stumbled to the ground, gradually stopping moving.

"Okay!" Ning Rongrong applauded excitedly, "Dad is acting so real!"

However, after she applauded, Ning Fengzhi still did not move.

Ning Rongrong said in confusion: "Dad?"

At this time, Chen Xin sneered.

Ning Rongrong was immediately frightened. She jumped out of Chen Xin's arms with struggle, ran to Ning Fengzhi to kneel down and shake him hard.

"Dad, don't scare Rongrong!" Ning Rongrong was extremely scared, "Grandpa Jian, why did you kill Dad? I hate you!"

Chen Xin shook his head helplessly and said, "Sect Master, don't pretend anymore. If you pretend to be a little princess, you will hate me to death."

Ning Fengzhi's 'corpse' turned around, he gently grabbed Ning Rongrong's wrist and said, "Don't shake it, you'll fall apart if you shake it again."

Ning Rongrong burst into tears and laughed.

Ning Fengzhi sat up and hugged Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong, if you want to act really, you must first believe in what you act. For example, if you act death, you must believe that you are really dead."

Ning Rongrong nodded seriously: "Rongrong remembers it."

Chen Xin walked up and squatted down to touch Ning Rongrong's little head: "How could Grandpa Jian kill your father?"

"Hmph, you two hate it!" Ning Rongrong broke away from Ning Fengzhi's arm and jumped to the corner to practice to death.

"ah!"

"I'm dead!"

Ning Fengzhi and Chenxin stood not far away and watched, and after a while, they couldn't help laughing a few times.

"Sect Master, it is rare that Rongrong is so concerned about something." Chen Xin smiled.

Ning Fengzhi nodded: "She is happy, and we are happy too. Thanks to the Pope's little disciple."

Speaking of Ye Ying, Chen Xin's face became much more serious.

"Sect Master, when the Spirit Hall trains him to the title Douluo, the mainland may be uneasy." Chen said worriedly.

Ning Fengzhi was silent for a few breaths and said in a deep voice: "When will the mainland be calm?"

"In the previous battle against Haotian Douluo, the strength of the Wuhun Palace showed that the two empires were afraid. If their former pope had not happened to die, they might have started to have friction openly and secretly."

"Not long ago, the Spirit Hall organized a soul hunting operation, which was said to have gained a lot."

"A war is inevitable, it's just a matter of time."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes are very long-term.

"As for Ye Ying, he is not only talented, but also extremely smart. He also has life-saving soul skills. His future is limitless. If you can not offend, you will not offend him. Try to make friends with him. It will be our first layer of guarantee in the future during the war."

Chen Xin was silent.

Ning Fengzhi walked towards Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

"No!" Ning Rongrong said unhappily, "Rongrong is not sleepy!"

"You have to sleep even if you are not sleepy." Ning Fengzhi said seriously, "Work and rest are related to physical development. You can't be careless and obedient, otherwise your father will hit you."

When Ning Rongrong heard that he wanted to thug, he immediately became honest and walked into the house depressedly.

Although Ning Fengzhi spoiled her, he did not follow her in everything. He was not ruthless on matters of principle.

"Sect Master, how much has the Pope talked to you about the milk tea shop?" Chen Xin asked.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly: "There is not much progress. She hopes that we can help with publicity, not just by name."

Name-name is just an ordinary business cooperation.

The Wuhun Palace has many industries under its name and has cooperated with major forces, so there is nothing special.

But if they help with publicity,

This is a bit ambiguous.

Other forces may think that the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect has the meaning of turning to the Spirit Hall.

Ning Fengzhi can ignore the idea of ​​most people, but he must consider the view of Emperor Xueye, the Emperor of the Tiandou Empire, because the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect is located in the territory of the Tiandou Empire.
Chapter completed!