Jian Douluo only felt a dizzy and dizzy moment, and felt half of his body lost consciousness, and was cold and hot.

The eyes were turbid and the consciousness was chaotic. Knowing Ning Rongrong's crying made Jian Douluo still maintain a little rationality and sober.

Jian Douluo raised his left hand tremblingly and stroked Ning Rongrong's head. Ning Rongrong threw himself on his chest, and tears fell on his cold right chest, giving Jian Douluo a hint of warmth.

"Rongrong, don't cry, grandpa will go sooner or later. You must live strong, practice hard, and protect yourself."

Ning Rongrong felt that his head was being stroked, and thought that Jian Douluo had improved, so he immediately left Jian Douluo's chest. He found that Jian Douluo still had a kind smile and looked at him, but how weak Jian Douluo was at this time, his face was dead.

Jian Douluo looked at Ning Rongrong and instructed him, and every time he said a word, he seemed to have to use all his strength.

"Grandpa Jian, stop talking. Rongrong will go to the soul healer to treat you." Ning Rongrong stood up in tears and hurriedly stood up. After saying that, he walked outside and took back his tears.

Jian Douluo could only watch Ning Rongrong run away because he found that he couldn't even get up, and most of the meridian nerves were eroded and could be said to have been paralyzed.

Ning Rongrong hurriedly ran out of the gate of Tiandou Hotel. When the cold wind blew, he realized that he had no idea who he was going to look for. Moreover, it was too late and there was no one on the street.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo were not there either. Ning Rongrong thought that he was a little helpless and couldn't help but squat down at the gate and cry.

Not long after, Ning Fengzhi, who had arranged the discussions of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect, returned to Tiandou City again with Gu Douluo.

I saw Ning Rongrong squatting down and crying quietly on the right side of the Tiandou Hotel gate. Fortunately, Ning Rongrong made a sound. Otherwise, in this position, under the night sky, Ning Fengzhi might not have been able to pay attention to and see Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, why are you hiding outside and crying? What happened?" Gu Douluo said immediately after seeing it.

"Yes, Rongrong, why are you outside? Where are you Grandpa Jian?" Ning Fengzhi also said.

"Wuwu, Grandpa Gu, Dad, you are here, hurry up, save Grandpa Jian." Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo's voice suddenly illuminated Ning Rongrong's heart like a ray of light.

Ning Rongrong stood up and immediately pulled Ning Fengzhi and walked into the Tiandou Hotel. He did not explain what was wrong with Jian Douluo.

"What, something happened to your Grandpa Jian, hurry up."

The three of them ran into the hotel quickly. Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo did not need Ning Rongrong to explain, but also knew why. Because they knew more than Ning Rongrong.

When I came to my room, Ning Rongrong was too anxious and didn't even close the door. Fortunately, no one was in the corridor at night.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo ran into the room and saw Jian Douluo leaning against the sofa. There was still a bloody spot on the corner of his mouth, and there was also on the table. Jian Douluo was in a daze at this time and had little sense of consciousness.

"Didn't Ye Tianxin say that it takes at least ten days or half a month, but it's only more than three days, how could this happen?"

"Why do you say so much? First carry the old sword man to the bed and use your martial soul to treat it to see if it will improve."

The two of them said hurriedly, Ning Rongrong could only be anxious behind him, and then Gu Douluo put Jian Douluo on the bed, and Ning Fengzhi had already prepared his martial soul, just waiting for Gu Douluo to put Jian Douluo on the bed.

Knowing that Jian Douluo's aura had stabilized, Ning Fengzhi took back his martial soul, but it was only stabilized. His aura was still very weak and there was no sign of waking up.

Ning Fengzhi's treatment was simply to save urgently but not cure the root cause. It was just to let Jian Douluo recover, but this would not last for a few days. Ning Fengzhi knew, and Bone Douluo knew, but Ning Rongrong didn't know.

"Why did you suddenly vomit blood and faint? We were fine when we left." Ning Fengzhi said solemnly.

"It's not that the wound has worsened, let's take a look." Gu Douluo took off the clothes on his right, which was shocking. He saw that except for the neck and heart positions, the other chest positions were transformed into purple-black, and several lines had touched the edge of the heart.

"How come this erodes so quickly? Most of the area has been occupied." Gu Douluo exclaimed.

"Oh, Uncle Jian, how much pain does this have to endure? Let's go back to the sect immediately. We can only prepare for the funeral as soon as possible." Ning Feng sighed sadly.

"Dad, Grandpa Gu, what are you talking about? Why don't you save Grandpa Jian?" Ning Rongrong shouted in an unacceptable manner.

"Rongrong, sorry, your Grandpa Jian was poisoned. We have deceived you these days. We just want you to have fun with Grandpa Jian and leave some beautiful memories, but we can't save your Grandpa Jian." Gu Douluo helped Ning Rongrong, who was excited, and softly comforted him.

"Rongrong, we also want to save him, but we can't do anything. We have also found Ye Tianxin, the first soul healer in the mainland, who was at a loss, but Ning Fengzhi explained to Ning Rongrong with a blaming self.

"No, I don't believe it, I don't listen. There must be a way. No matter what request I have, I will wake Grandpa Jian up, wuwu..."

Ning Rongrong passed the two and ran to Jian Douluo. He ignored Jian Douluo's purple-black wounds at all, and hugged Jian Douluo again, pressing his face against Jian Douluo's chest and crying.

"By the way, there are also powerful martial soul halls. They have many soul masters and have no less than a thousand martial soul categories. There must be martial souls that can save Grandpa Jian, and there must be some." When Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo didn't know how to comfort Ning Rongrong, Ning Rongrong thought of something and raised his head and said to the two.

Ning Rongrong's words made Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo not know what to do, and also looked at Ning Rongrong heartbroken and reached a state of collapse.

Therefore, in order to stabilize Ning Rongrong's mood, Ning Fengzhi had to tell the origin of Jian Douluo's injury.

"Hey! Rongrong, your Grandpa Jian's injury was caused by the Wuhun Palace. Even if the Wuhun Palace has a way to treat your Grandpa Jian's injury, they will not save it. Maybe you don't know that in the past few days, the Haotian Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex have been destroyed by the Wuhun Palace. Their next target is our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

"They wish we were dead, so how could they save us? Instead of humiliating ourselves, it is better to let your Grandpa Jian leave with peace of mind. Do you hope that your Grandpa Jian will be humiliated by the Spirit Palace before he dies?"

Ning Fengzhi tried his best to appease Ning Rongrong and explained to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong was stunned when he heard Ning Fengzhi's news about the Haotian Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex's destruction of the Sect, and stopped crying. He did not expect such a major event to happen on the mainland.

"So, Rongrong, there are indeed people in the Wuhun Palace who can save Uncle Jian, but now your Grandpa Jian is in a state, they may not be able to make the situation come true." Ning Fengzhi sighed and said to Ning Rongrong with great remorse.

"Wuwu, can't I really save Grandpa Jian?" Ning Rongrong cried and buried his head in Jian Douluo's chest.

"Rongrong, your grandpa Gu, I will be with you every day from now on, so cry." Gu Douluo patted Ning Rongrong's back and said steadily.

Suddenly, he fell into a brief silence in the room, only Ning Rongrong's crying sound.

Ning Rongrong cried while recalling that from childhood to adulthood, Grandpa Jian’s doting and meticulous care for him. No matter how naughty he was, he never said a word to himself.

Ning Rongrong's memories were frozen in the past two days, and then he suddenly straightened his body.

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"No, I won't give up Grandpa Jian like this. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, I must save Grandpa Jian, no matter how much the price it costs."

"We will go to Wuhun City now to find the Pope, Dad, Grandpa Bone, okay?"

Ning Rongrong turned his head and said extremely firmly to Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo. The tears that had cried for a long time knocked Ning Rongrong's delicate face, and the hair on his forehead and bangs were a little messy.

"Rongrong, be obedient and calm down. Can you make your Grandpa Jian feel more at ease? How could your Grandpa Jian feel more at ease with you like this?" Ning Fengzhi shouted loudly to stop Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, listen to your father. I know I have a deep relationship with you Grandpa Jian, but the soul master world is so cruel and ruthless. Many soul masters die every day. Death is not scary. What's scary is that they don't have the courage to face death." Gu Douluo also tried his best to persuade him.

"I don't, I don't listen to your principles. Now I just want Grandpa Jian to survive. If you don't go, I will go with Grandpa Jian on my back." Ning Rongrong did not listen to Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo's words, and stubbornly helped Jian Douluo up.

"Bang."

"When will you still mess around?" Ning Fengzhi couldn't control himself and slapped Ning Rongrong in the face.

Then he looked at his palm, then he saw that his slap marks began to appear on Ning Rongrong's face. Then he was stunned by his actions, and a sense of regret arose in his heart.

"Fengzhi, what are you doing? Let you beat Rongrong." Gu Douluo immediately slapped Ning Fengzhi on the back of the head.

"Rongrong, is it okay? Your father didn't mean it." Gu Douluo wanted to help Ning Rongrong who fell to the ground, but Ning Rongrong was expressionless at this time, quickly stood up, silently continued to carry the sword Douluo, ignoring Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo stared at Ning Rongrong's actions in a daze, without stopping them. Looking at Ning Rongrong who was a little taller, they knew in their hearts that the princess they had always loved had truly grown up.

He kept looking at Ning Rongrong's weak body, carrying the tall sword Douluo on his back, and then walked out of the door. Only then did the two of them react.

"Rongrong!" Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo reacted and quickly chased after him.

"Hey, Fengzhi, just let Rongrong try it. Otherwise, Rongrong will be unintentional in his future life and will blame himself for not doing what he did today. Maybe Rongrong did this just to relieve his emotions and give himself a comfort."

"And the old sword man will be very pleased, he will not feel sorry for Rongrong in vain." After chasing out of the room, Gu Douluo pulled Ning Fengzhi and sighed.

"But it's late at night, Rongrong will be in danger."

"We can just keep up, just don't disturb Rongrong."

"All right."

Gu Douluo and Ning Fengzhi had to follow Ning Rongrong silently, but they underestimated Ning Rongrong's determination.

However, it is worthy of being the largest hotel in Tiandou City. There are carriages on hand at night in the backyard of the hotel.

When Ning Rongrong came to the carriage, a middle-aged coachman was dozing off. Ning Rongrong had to wake up the coachman when he saw this.

"Uncle, I have an urgent matter to go to Wuhun City. My grandfather is sick. I will give you 100,000 gold soul coins. I will hurry to Wuhun City overnight. Please." Ning Rongrong, carrying Jian Douluo, stretched out a hand to push the driver, and then said to the driver who was still sleepy.

"Oh! One hundred thousand gold soul coins! Go up." The coachman woke up instantly, looking at Ning Rongrong, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and extraordinary temperament, and the sword Douluo behind him. He knew that he was a noble person, so he immediately helped Ning Rongrong put the sword Douluo in the Roman carriage room.

After arranging Ning Rongrong and Jian Douluo, the coachman immediately drove his horse and ran. The coachman could not catch the bus for several years with a total of 100,000 gold soul coins.

Seeing that the coachman set off, Ning Rongrong returned to the car room, took out a hand towel and wiped the blood from Jian Douluo's mouth, wiped some sweat from his forehead, and then stuck his head out from time to time to see how fast the carriage was.

"Uncle, can you be faster?" Ning Rongrong was always tense and anxious.

"Miss, I'm very fast. It originally took two days to get there, but now at this speed, it will take one day. The speed of the carriage has reached its limit." The coachman knew that the people inside were critically ill, so he patiently replied to Ning Rongrong's words with great understanding.

"Okay, okay." Ning Rongrong retracted his head and looked at Jian Douluo still feeling uneasy. After a few minutes, he urged the driver again, but the driver was also very patient.

In more than ten minutes, the carriage actually left the gate of Tiandou City and headed towards Wuhun City.

"Rongrong, this is really here."

Ning Fengzhi said with a dazed look at Ning Rongrong disappearing in front of him in less than a few minutes.

"Why are you still stunned? Follow up?" Gu Douluo slapped Ning Fengzhi's back of the head again and quickly followed the carriage that Ning Rongrong was seated.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo soon saw the carriage and followed them all the way. With such a high-intensity chase, both of them could not stand it, but they did not dare to stop.

Ning Rongrong asked the coachman where he was. The coachman, who was originally a little patient, had to concentrate on driving the carriage, and just replied, and it arrived soon.

As he was rushing, the sky gradually became brighter. Ning Rongrong seemed to have infinite energy and kept asking the coachman, which made the coachman speechless, but he had to admire the girl's will.

In the morning, noon, and afternoon, I had already traveled through many principalities, crossed the first line of heavenly canyons, and entered the scope of Wuhun City.

"Fengzhi, it seems you have to be ready. Wuhun City is coming." Gu Douluo said with some breath.

"It seems that I underestimate my daughter, and the next thing I will depend on the attitude of the Spirit Hall." Ning Fengzhi said solemnly.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo had to follow Ning Rongrong, and soon, Ning Rongrong arrived at the east gate of Wuhun City.

"Who!" The city gate guard looked at it, and the rushing carriage had to intercept it.

"My brothers, I am Ning Rongrong, the daughter of Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect. Today I have an urgent matter to ask the Pope Crown. My grandfather was seriously injured. See if the Pope Crown can save my grandfather." Ning Rongrong quickly poked his head out to express his intention.

The city guard looked at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower Martial Spirit in Ning Rongrong's hand, and then looked at the Sword Douluo in the carriage, which allowed Ning Rongrong to enter the city gate.

"Remember, when entering the city, the carriage must not run quickly, otherwise it will be expelled." The city guard warned.

"Yes, uncle of the coachman, go to Wuhun City Square."
Chapter completed!