Douluo: Era of the Dragon Emperor

"How does Uncle Ning feel about these Soul Guidance Devices?" Lu Yuan smiled slightly as Ning Fengzhi looked at the Soul Guidance Gun in his hand with joy.

"Yes, I think this Soul Guidance Burst Gun is much more powerful than the Soul Guidance Pistol." Ning Fengzhi said in admiration.

"This is natural. The soul-guided pistol can only fire a single shot, and can only fire one ray at a time. But this soul-guided burst gun is different. As long as you install the pre-made soul-guided bullets, it can be used in a very short time. Attacks with dozens of rounds or even hundreds of rounds in a time will definitely be much stronger."

"Although it will burn a little bit more money, I think Uncle Ning should be the most lacking money." Lu Yuan laughed softly.

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help laughing. Just as Lu Yuan said, the most indispensable thing for their Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect was money. What they lacked was their own combat power, which could enhance their combat power. What was it to spend a little money?

It's drizzling.

Who made their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School be so inhumane?

Ning Fengzhi reluctantly put down the soul-guided burst gun, and then picked up a soul-guided lightsaber. This soul-guided lightsaber is a fourth-level soul-guided device, but its power is not small, and the length of the lightsaber It can also be adjusted freely, which is a good close weapon for the soul masters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect.

Ning Fengzhi was looking at the various soul guides, while Lu Yuan's eyes flicked with boredom. Suddenly, Lu Yuan's eyes condensed, and Ning Rongrong's slightly sullen face came into his eyes.

Frowning lightly, Lu Yuan stepped towards Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, what's the matter, frowning, are you unhappy?" Ning Rongrong was still perplexed, and suddenly a gentle voice came into her ears.

Ning Rongrong looked up, and it turned out that Lu Yuan had already walked to her side at some point.

"Lu Yuan, I never knew that the nobles of the original empire were so unbearable. I had always been proud of my identity as a nobleman. I thought the Spirit Hall would hunt for geniuses and do everything, but I didn't expect them to be the same. I think my cognition has collapsed a bit."

"This is not the aristocracy in my imagination. In my imagination, the aristocracy should be elegant and calm, noble and elegant, rather than just exploiting commoners and causing other people's homes to be destroyed."

Facing Lu Yuan, Ning Rongrong couldn't help speaking out what he was saying.

"Oh, silly girl, what do you think you are thinking?" Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Lu Yuan couldn't help but shook his head amusedly. Although this girl has the nickname of a little witch, her character is really pure. .

It seems that Ning Fengzhi has been so well protected since he was a child, and he doesn't understand the sinisterness of the human heart at all.

Reaching out his hand and rubbing Ning Rongrong’s head, Lu Yuan sighed slightly, and said, "Except for a few people, the nobles are basically the same, nobles and commoners. They are two different classes. For thousands of years, the exploitation of civilians by the nobility has become the norm."

"You are powerless to change this. How other people are other people's affairs, you don't have to be proud of your noble status, and you don't need to be ashamed of your status as a commoner. The most important thing for people is to be yourself."

"There are scum among nobles, and there are heroes among common people. How about other nobles has nothing to do with your Ning Rongrong. As long as you are dignified and generous, elegant and calm, and kind-hearted, it is enough, why bother to think so much?"

"Yeah, I just need to be myself, so why bother with this?" Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, exuding bright brilliance.

"Lu Yuan, thank you!" Ning Rongrong grabbed Lu Yuan's hand rubbing her head, pressed it to his face, and said softly.

"No thanks, how can we be friends now?" Lu Yuan said with a slight smile.

"Is it just a friend?" Ning Rongrong raised his head and stared at Lu Yuan with big ice blue eyes.

"Well, cough cough." Lu Yuan coughed, took his hand out of Ning Rongrong's hand, and said, "Uncle Ning seems to have seen it almost, let's go and take a look."

As he spoke, he moved towards Ning Fengzhi.

"Damn it, why don't you always respond to me positively!" Seeing Lu Yuan pretending to be deaf and mute again and avoiding talking, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but stomped his feet, feeling a little annoyed in his heart. Is it so difficult for her to chase after Lu Yuan?

However, after stomping his feet, Ning Rongrong walked in the direction of Lu Yuan and others.

There is no way, that is, Lu Yuan always avoids talking about her feelings, she still can't let Lu Yuan go, because Lu Yuan is so fragrant, she is greedy for Lu Yuan, and cannot be extricated from it.

Ning Rongrong couldn't bear to let go of such an excellent man.

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"Uncle Ning, give it to you!" Lu Yuan handed the three white soul guide rings to Ning Fengzhi, which contained various soul guides.

"Yeah!" Ning Fengzhi took these three soul guide rings, and then carefully put them in his arms. There was no way, they were all precious bumps of their Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect. If one dropped, it would be Not a small loss.

This one is worth tens of millions of soul gold coins.

Although their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is rich and inhumane, throwing tens of millions of Soul Gold Coins in this way is also a bit distressing. After all, no one's money is brought by the wind.

"Uncle Ning, let's go out first. I'll show you around. Let's have dinner with me at noon today." Lu Yuan smiled slightly.

"As I wish, I dare not ask you. Since Xiaoyuan has invited you all, then Uncle Ning is not welcome. I just want to see how your food in the Dragon King Palace is!" Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

"Hehe, I don't think Uncle Ning will be disappointed." Lu Yuan said with a smile.

With Ning Fengzhi and others, Lu Yuan and his party began to wander around in the Dragon King Palace~www.NovelMTL.com~. They came to an empty square. On this square, there were still many people in pairs. Fighting.

"Here?" Ning Fengzhi asked curiously.

"This is the martial arts field of our Dragon King Palace. Every day, there are disciples fighting against each other to accumulate practical experience. After all, the level of the soul master is important, but the most important thing is always the actual combat ability. Place." Lu Yuan said softly.

"Oh!" Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but nodded, looking at the soul masters who were fighting on the court.

Upon seeing this, Lu Yuan smiled slightly, and his eyes moved slightly. When his eyes swept across Jian Douluo, a bright light flashed in his mind, and an idea suddenly appeared.

He looked at Sword Douluo and chuckled softly: "Senior Sword, or how are we here than the last one?"

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