Ning Rongrong, who had just changed into new clothes and walked out of the room to change clothes, saw Jian Douluo, happily shouted in a tender and sweet voice: "Grandpa Jian, you are back!"

Xiang Yu looked through the sound and saw a little loli with five or six years old appearance. She was half a head shorter than Xiang Yu. She looked very cute. Her big black eyes revealed a cleverness and a beautiful woman.

But what surprised Xiang Yu the most was the little loli's clothes. The white long skirt she wore was the same as the luxurious clothes she had after Cinderella transformed, and she also wore crystal clear crystal shoes on her two little feet.

Before Jian Douluo could speak out to respond to Ning Rongrong, Gu Rong on the side couldn't help but swear, "Rongrong, you are really so beautiful in this outfit, just like the little princess in a fairy tale."

When Ning Rongrong heard this, a happy smile appeared on his little face and said with a sweet smile: "Thank you, Grandpa Gu, then I will wear this outfit when I celebrate my birthday tomorrow."

When Gu Douluo saw Ning Rongrong liked the clothes and crystal shoes he gave so much, he smiled proudly and said, "Old Sword, I have someone prepared this outfit of Rongrong two months ago. Where are the birthday gifts you prepared for Rongrong? Take it out and take a look!"

"(ˉ▽￣￣～) Cut~~What's so proud of a set of clothes? I prepared a great birthday gift for Rongrong this time."

Jian Douluo looked at Gu Rong with a proud face, curled his lips with disdain, then took out the skull of a hundred-year-old unicorn horse and said with great smell: "What do you think this is?"

When Ning Fengzhi saw the skull in Jian Douluo's hand, he was stunned at first, and then he was a little reluctant to believe it: "Uncle Jian, is this a soul bone?"

"Yes, this skull is a soul bone, and it is an extremely rare hundred-year-old soul bone."

Although the power of a hundred-year soul bone is far less than that of a thousand-year soul bone and ten thousand-year soul bone, the rarity of a hundred-year soul bone is far greater than that of a thousand-year soul bone and ten thousand-year soul bone.

Because the stronger the soul beast, the easier it is to explode soul bones, and the chances of a hundred-year-old soul beast being able to explode soul bones are almost negligible.

Gu Douluo couldn't help asking, "Old Gui Jian, where did you get this hundred-year-old soul bone? Why didn't I receive any news in advance?"

"Haha~ When this person's luck gets better, it can't be stopped!"

Jian Douluo noticed Gu Douluo's face full of confusion and curiosity, and said as if showing off: "I originally just wanted to find the author of the story book "Sunny Fairy Tale" and help Rongrong ask for some story books signed by him. Unexpectedly, I happened to hear the news about the hundred-year-old soul bone, and then got this hundred-year-old soul bone."

"Fuck, it turns out that I've lost my luck."

Gu Douluo looked at Jian Douluo's arrogant look and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

Although the clothes and crystal shoes customized by Bone Douluo made for Ning Rongrong were also very fond of Ning Rongrong, compared to the century-old soul bone, it seemed a bit unworthy, so this time he lost to Jian Douluo.

After hearing Jian Douluo's words, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but jogging to him and asked expectantly: "Grandpa Jian, have you really helped me find the fairy tale king to sign with his own autograph?"

For Ning Rongrong, who is only six years old, compared to the so-called century-old soul bone, she cares more about the "Sunny Day" autographed storybook.

"Rong Rong, Grandpa thought about it carefully later. Just a few autographs were too insincere, so I specially invited you "Qingtian" to him and let him celebrate your birthday in person."

Jian Douluo reached out and touched Ning Rongrong's little head, then pointed at Xiang Yu and introduced: "His name is Xiang Yu, and he is the author of "Xingtian Fairy Tale", with a pseudonym - Qingtian!"

While Jian Douluo finished speaking, Xiang Yu gently stroked his chest with his right hand, bowed slightly to Ning Rongrong and gave a noble tribute: "Hello, the lovely Princess Rongrong, I am Xiang Yu, the fairy tale king you mentioned - Qingtian."

Ning Rongrong stared at Xiang Yu for a while, blinked his big watery eyes, and said with some suspicion: "Are you really the king of fairy tales? But do you look like you are about the same age as me?"

In Ning Rongrong's heart, the fairy tale king "Qingtian" should be a very old man, and he is very smart and kind, so he can write so many beautiful fairy tales.

"Of course I'm 'sunny', and this time, in order to celebrate the lovely Princess Rongrong's birthday, I will create a new fairy tale based on you and give it to you as a gift, and it will also be released in the story book "Sunny Fairy Tale" next month."

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but shout happily when she heard this: "Are you a fairy tale written for me alone? Thank you Brother Qingtian!"

"Rongrong, 'Qingtian' is my pseudonym. Just call me Brother Xiaoyu."

"Well, Brother Xiaoyu."

As Xiang Yu's little fan, Ning Rongrong nodded obediently, then looked expectant and said, "Brother Xiaoyu, when did you start writing fairy tales for me?"

"If you have paper and pen here, I can write now."

"Yes, some, I'll get it for you now."

After Ning Rongrong finished speaking, he hurried into the study next door, walked back with a stack of white paper and pen.

After Xiang Yu took the pen and paper from Ning Rongrong's hand, he did not rush to write, but turned to Ning Feng and others and said, "When I was creating, I hope you don't disturb me. If you have any opinions, you can wait until I finish writing this story before bringing it up."

Before Ning Feng could respond to Ning Rongrong raised his pink fist and shook it gently: "Brother Xiaoyu, don't worry, if they dare to disturb you, Rongrong will drive them out!"

Ning Fengzhi et al.: "(￣ー￣)"

“Swishy…”

After seeing Ning Fengzhi and the others agreeing to this matter, Xiang Yu took out a dream-retard bean and ate it, and then began to write a new fairy tale.

"Once upon a time, there was a cute little girl named Ning Rongrong. She liked everyone when she saw her, but the one who liked her the most was her grandmother, which was to give her whatever she wanted.

Later, my grandmother gave Ning Rongrong a little Red Riding Hood made of velvet, which was just right on her head. From then on, she was no longer willing to wear any other hats, so everyone called her "Little Red Riding Hood".

…”

Among the many fairy tales that Xiang Yu saw in his previous life, many of the fairy tales have no names, so he only needs to give the protagonist of the fairy tale a new name, which can be said to be a fairy tale specially created for someone.
Chapter completed!