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Electric arcs flashed all over his body, his whole body was paralyzed, his hair spread out, and he twitched twice from time to time.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong and the others breathed a sigh of relief and glared angrily at Della, who remained motionless.

"Don't look at me.

I'm just reminding you not to go out, and I didn't kill anyone. Thank you to my boss for being tolerant." After looking back and forth at a few people, her eyes finally settled on the little girl who was glaring at her. Della shook her head and sighed: "Tsk, tsk, boss, this taste.

It's getting worse and worse.

It doesn’t matter that Xiao Wu was raised by himself. Zhu Qing is still young and not very developed.

Although Xueer has an average figure, she is at least passable.

Now...sigh...!!!" He sighed, his face full of disappointment.

"This woman really wants to hit someone." Ning Rongrong just felt uncomfortable with Della's disgusted look.

Just as he was about to retort, his eyes widened.

An arrow passed through the woman's chest and landed in front of several people.

Where the arrow passed through the woman's chest, arcs of electricity flashed, but not a drop of blood was shed.

"Bow and arrows?" Looking at the arrows on the ground, Della slowly pulled out the gun from her waist.

He didn't even look back, he just shot him back.

"Bang...."

The sound of gunfire echoed in the dark night and resounded throughout the Qibao Glazed Sect.

The Qibao Glazed Sect disciple who had just made a sneak attack with a bow and arrow had his head explode like a watermelon.

Red and white were scattered all over the floor. Ning Fengzhi and the others all frowned slightly.

Ning Rongrong had no intention of taking a look, and immediately covered her mouth, then vomited wildly.

In the original novel, Ning Rongrong's performance was not good when he killed someone for the first time.

There is no Shrek murder experience, and the headshots are more bloody than the original, so it’s good that the little girl didn’t cry in fear.

"I'm a sniper. Use bows and arrows to attack me. You guys are very retro."

Ning Fengzhi and several elders clenched their fists as they watched the woman turn the unknown weapon in her hand and stare at her group with disdain.

How many years, how many years has it been since the Qibao Glazed Sect was bullied like this?

Several people secretly exchanged glances, but Ning Fengzhi finally shook his head.

"Go back and don't worry about her."

Someone took away the body, someone helped the paralyzed Bone Douluo back to the house, and Della was bored playing with the gun in her hand.

For fantasy sewers, using bows and arrows is normal, too normal.

Hidden weapons are all advanced weapons, I really don’t know how to complain about them.

Peacock Feather, Angry Tang Lotus, Torrential Pear Blossom Needle, are they sure they can compare to the Great Compassionate Gatling, Little Boy, and Great Ivan?

"Uncle Gu, are you okay?" Ning Fengzhi asked with concern as he helped Gu Rong sit up.

Even the elders who were at war with each other just now were looking in Gu Rong's direction with concern.

After his body recovered slightly from the paralysis, Gu Rong waved his hands and shook his head.

Ignoring Ning Fengzhi and the others, they looked at Ning Rongrong with pity.

"Grandpa Bones." Ning Rongrong trotted to Gu Rong's side, and Ning Rongrong held onto Gu Rong's arm with tears in her eyes.

The girl who was raised as her own granddaughter was in tears and looked panicked. Gu Rong's heart melted. She held herself up and comforted her: "Rongrong is not afraid. As long as Grandpa Bones is here, no one can hurt our little princess."

"Uncle Bone." Ning Fengzhi frowned and wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to comfort his uncle.

"Alas..." He sighed and walked towards the main seat step by step.

Looking at Ning Fengzhi's desolate back, several elders who had wanted to continue arguing with him suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Everyone returned to their seats with heavy hearts, looking toward the door from time to time.

With the door open, you can occasionally see the bright light caused by lightning.

The entire hall fell into silence, and everyone was dejected, like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Until..., an elder named Ning stood up with a wry smile and staggered toward the door.

"Uncle De?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at the other party in confusion.

"I'll go talk to the other party. Maybe Xin'er can replace Rongrong girl!"

Ning De's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Ning Fengzhi's heart hard, making him subconsciously look at his daughter.

Ning Rongrong, who was nestling next to Bone Douluo, was staring wide-eyed at the moment, looking at the figure leaving the door in disbelief, and murmured: "Xin'er, is there really no way to get the best of both worlds?"

Ning Xin, the granddaughter of Elder Ning De, is a few years older than Ning Rongrong, but her talent is not as good as hers. She is just at level 30 this year.

When Ning Xin was mentioned, everyone suddenly understood what the other person meant.

When Ning De spoke, the elders all stood up and walked towards the door one by one.

Until they left the hall, no one looked at Ning Fengzhi and his daughter.

Soon, only Ning Fengzhi, his daughter and Bone Douluo were left in the hall.

Ning Fengzhi looked ugly, Gu Rong gritted her teeth and looked ashamed.

Only Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief.

At the door of the hall, Della looked at the old men and the two young girls who had been summoned temporarily with a dark look on her face.

The young girl's face showed resentment and dissatisfaction, and she glanced at the hall with resentment from time to time, but she stood honestly beside her elders.

"Miss...."

"My name is Della."

Seeing someone calling her, Della looked away from the two girls and announced her name openly.

"Miss Della, could you please contact Mr. Luo?

Just say that our Qibao Glazed Sect is willing to offer other direct disciples to resolve this conflict."

While talking, Nindra pulled out the girl behind him.

"This is my granddaughter Ning Xin, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda of Martial Spirits.

Although his talent is not as good as Rongrong's, his appearance is not inferior to anyone's, and he has already graduated from Yuexuan.

If you are willing to resolve the grudges, I am willing to give you my granddaughter."

When the old man spoke, there was reluctance in his eyes, and even more calmness.

Between granddaughter and sect, as an elder, he chooses the latter.

Clenching her fists tightly, the girl named Ning Xin remained silent and allowed her grandfather to introduce herself as if he were introducing goods.

He raised his head and let the woman on the roof look at him.

The girl has short ear-length hair, wears a white sleeveless tight skirt with golden patterns, and her two snow-white slender arms are exposed to the air.

The upper part of the skirt is very tight, but it is very loose below the waist, which does not affect running.

Catering to the requirements of the second dimension, the two slender legs were covered with white knee-high socks, exposing a section of lotus-white thighs, and wearing round-toe high heels.

Paired with a nice face, it looks very kawaii.

As a two-dimensional and auxiliary girl, her dress is already reasonable.

"Sorry! The order I received is to ensure that the Qibao Glazed Sect is not allowed in or out.

As for whether to replace the person, you can discuss it among yourselves when the boss comes tomorrow." The smile on her face faded, and Della said disdainfully: "By the way, you don't really think the boss needs a maid, do you?"

The sound was not loud, but it rang in several people's ears and lingered for a long time.

Lack of maid?

A ruthless man who dares to threaten to destroy the Qibao Glazed Sect really needs a maid?

Asking themselves, a few people could only shake their heads.

Looking at the blond woman who was confident and didn't care about her group at all, they gritted their teeth and could only leave bitterly.

Before returning to the hall, the moment the elder sacrificed his granddaughter, they and Ning Fengzhi were no longer of the same mind.

Sitting on the roof, swinging his two long legs, he was monitoring the main gate of Qibao Glazed Sect, holding a phone bug in his palm.

The phone bug was already connected, imitating a half-asleep face.

His eyes were sleepy and staring in confusion, and he was imitating it so vividly.

"Say, if it's not important, I'll beat you to death later."

It was obvious that the man opposite the phone worm was quite angry at getting out of bed.

Or, just after falling asleep, you are woken up by a phone call and feel very bad.

"Hehehe..., it seems that Xue'er is not good enough to go to bed so early.

How about...asking a few more people to accompany you?" No matter how many lice it is, or how many debts there are, Della is not afraid of being slapped by the boss, but instead starts to tease her with a smile.
Chapter completed!