From Douluo to God

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, "I see, when my father wakes up, I will definitely ask him to make up money for Dean Flender."

"What a sensible child." Zhao Wou-ki showed a gratified smile.

He was very clear about Flender's virtue of spending money like his life. If he lost such a large sum of money, he would definitely deduct it from teachers like them.

Now with Ning Rongrong's guarantee, he finally felt relieved.

"Mr. Zhao, if you have something to do, go and do it first. With my grandpa Bones here, nothing will happen again."

The voice of Ning Rongrong in front of him was still soft, but full of sadness.

Zhao Wou-ki nodded, "It happens that I still have some things to deal with, you go and see Sect Master Ning and the others first, if you have anything to do, come to my office to find me."

"Okay." Jiang Chen nodded.

Zhao Wuji turned around and walked away quickly, but he didn't see Ning Rongrong behind him showing a strange smile.

Jiang Chen pushed open the door and walked in.

Before coming to the room, he didn't knock on the door, but pushed it open and rushed in.

He glanced at Gu Rong first, then pursed his mouth, "Grandpa Bones."

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards Ning Fengzhi, lay on Ning Fengzhi's body and began to cry loudly.

That voice was heart-piercing, crying so hard, it was as if a sharp knife had been scraped on Gu Rong's heart, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Jiang Chen's voice gradually became hoarse, tears also wet Ning Fengzhi's chest.

Gu Rong said distressedly: "Rong Rong, don't cry, come to Grandpa."

Jiang Chen stood up, his delicate body was still sobbing, and walked towards Gu Rong.

"Grandpa Bones." He threw himself into Gu Rong's arms.

Gu Rong hugged Jiang Chen's body, and comforted him: "Rong Rong, don't worry, your father..."

Before Gu Rong could finish his sentence, his eyes widened in disbelief.

He lowered his head slowly, looking at the delicate Ning Rongrong in his arms, a slender hand had already been inserted into his chest.

Jiang Chen slowly pulled out his hand, pulling out his slender jade fingers, with long, dagger-like sharp nails.

Gu Rong's head was in a daze, and he didn't even have time to feel the tearing pain. There was only one question in his mind: How could his beloved little Rongrong kill him?

He didn't wake up until a terrifying poison erupted in his body, but it was too late.

The heart was pierced by Jiang Chen, and the poison entered into the heart, even the gods couldn't save it.

"You're not Rongrong, who are you?" Gu Rong's vitality was rapidly draining, and the huge soul power in his body made him still breathless.

Jiang Chen stretched out his tongue and licked the sharp claws, recovered his voice, and said with a smile, "Elder Bone doesn't remember me so soon?"

After finishing speaking, he opened his mouth and sucked it in, and the blood in Gu Rong's body gushed out crazily, becoming Jiang Chen's tonic.

Today was the first time he drank the blood of Title Douluo, and there were two more.

That blood contained a huge amount of energy that he could absorb, rapidly enhancing his zombie cultivation.

The quality of all aspects of the body is improving rapidly.

Gu Rong couldn't speak anymore, the breath of life dissipated, his eyes almost popped out, and he couldn't stand his eyes.

In just a few breaths, the blood in his body was sucked up by Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen released his martial soul, and used the sixth soul skill again to bring Gu Rong into the soul ring space.

This will again be an extremely powerful battle puppet for him.

Without consciousness, only the fighting instinct from before was left. After being refined for a period of time in Jiang Chen's corpse refining space, the physical body would become more and more terrifying, becoming an immortal killing machine.

Jiang Chen turned his head and looked at Ning Fengzhi.

"Sect Master Ning, since you're already awake, why bother pretending to be asleep?" Jiang Chen had a weird smile on Ning Rongrong's face, blood still remained at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was incomparably creepy.

Ning Fengzhi opened his eyes, looking at Jiang Chen who was wearing his daughter's appearance, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

His voice was extremely weak: "Jiang Chen, I didn't expect you to have such a weird and evil ability. I'm afraid Chen Xin has already encountered your poisonous hands, right?"

"Hey, that's right."

"What did you do to Rongrong?" Ning Fengzhi stared at Jiang Chen.

"Hey, I just stripped her naked when she was sad and unconscious, and then some wonderful things happened. Otherwise, where do you think this dress came from?"

"You..." Ning Fengzhi's chest heaved violently, and he was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood immediately.

"You must die!" He roared like a beast, tears streaming down his old face.

His delicate and lovely daughter unexpectedly met such a tragic fate.

Jiang Chen said with a smile: "Sect Master Ning, don't be too angry, or you will die, and you won't see your grandson who is about to be born."

Ning Fengzhi showed hatred, "Wuhundian, the man-eating demon will one day be wiped out by righteous people. Unfortunately, I can't see that day."

"Don't worry, you will see the Spirit Hall getting stronger and stronger." Jiang Chen walked up to Ning Fengzhi, piercing his skin with sharp nails.

The toxins in Ning Fengzhi's body quickly gathered towards Jiang Chen's fingers, and were inhaled by him.