Douluo's Golden Crocodile

On the official road outside Wuhun City was a luxurious carriage.

Two thousand-year-old horned horses pulled the carriage smoothly on the road. The carriage was patterned with colorful glazed towers, which scattered soft light under the sunlight.

It had been almost an hour since he left Wuhun City, and for some reason Ning Fengzhi had lost the calmness of the past. Seeing Ning Rongrong sleeping peacefully on his lap, he sighed sadly.

"Fengzhi, are you still worried about Rongrong? I just checked, she should be a little tired." Sword Douluo asked with his eyes slightly opened as he closed his eyes to rest.

Ning Fengzhi gently stroked her daughter's soft hair, raised her head and smiled bitterly.

"Uncle Jian, I'm not worried about Rongrong."

"Did you say Tianchen? His talent is indeed rare in his life. His single-round training speed and strength far exceed that of Tang Hao and the current Pope Bibi Dong at the same time. At the age of fifteen, he is the Soul King at level 56, Douluo Continent I'm afraid it has never appeared in tens of thousands of years." Sword Douluo understood instantly and nodded with deep understanding, but he had always been indifferent and upright, but there was no trace of jealousy in his eyes.

Ning Fengzhi took out an icy blue soft soul beast fur pad from the soul guide and placed it under Ning Rongrong's little head. He sat up straight and looked at Sword Douluo seriously.

"Uncle Jian, although his talent is amazing, he doesn't have what I'm most worried about. Do you know what I saw in his eyes? Even though he hides it deeply, I still feel his ambition. If If he is allowed to take charge of Wuhun Palace in the future, there will definitely be a bloody storm on the mainland."

"Feng Zhi, are you so optimistic about him?" Sword Douluo looked shocked. This was the second time he heard Ning Fengzhi praise someone so highly. And the first one who relied on strong means to make Wuhun Palace more powerful was the contemporary Pope Bibi Dong.

Ning Fengzhi caressed the jasper ring on his thumb with his right hand and took a deep look at Sword Douluo, "What I am most worried about is that Tianchen and Bibi Dong will join forces in the future. When the internal opinions are unified, there are only two possibilities. One has an internal voice where only one person is the voice, and the other has some kind of consensus with them.”

But no matter what the situation is, there is no good news for their Qibao Glazed Sect.

The Pope Faction and the Enshrined Faction within the Wuhun Palace were fighting openly and secretly, so naturally they couldn't hide it from the fact that he was the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect. He came to Wuhun City this time, one to test Bibi Dong's strength, and the other to confirm the reliability of the news.

The two of them fell into silence next, but neither of them noticed that there was a faint black air lingering between Ning Rongrong's eyebrows, and it dissipated not long after.

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Wuhun City is located outside the south city and is a tea shop.

More than an hour has passed. Except for some discomfort in the meridians, Tianchen is no longer seriously injured. Two immortal herbs and four soul bones brought his physical fitness to a terrifying level. In addition, the black bead that is fused with the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, with only physical strength, is not even inferior to the powerful martial soul that he possesses, the Soul King.

Only after knowing Tianchen's cultivation and identity, the attitude of the tea shop owner increased from awe to fear, and he did not even dare to raise his head to speak.

The gap between classes on Douluo Continent is still too big, so Tianchen doesn't force it.

He simply used the soul power in his body to warm his meridians while waiting for Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling to arrive.

In the blink of an eye, it's dusk.

As the sun sets in the teahouse, a faint fragrance floats in the corner, and the thin air is dyed with a layer of light warmth. The afterglow dyed the blue sky red, and there were white clouds wandering in it. A carriage was slowly driving towards Wuhun City from the south.

Tianchen suddenly opened his eyes. This carriage was no stranger to him. It was the same carriage he took when he returned to Wuhun City from Barak City not long ago.

After releasing his spiritual power and feeling two familiar auras, Tianchen stood up quickly with a faint smile on his face.

On the other side of the carriage, Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan were also leaning against the window and looking around. The two of them had hair colors, one was green and the other was silver, which made them particularly eye-catching.

Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan obviously recognized Tianchen, and they tacitly retracted into the carriage. There was still no movement until the carriage stopped in front of Tianchen.

As if he had received some order, the driver first saluted respectfully toward Tianchen, and then quickly stood aside.

Tianchen was slightly dazed, but he quickly realized that he walked to the carriage and opened the door.

"Lingling, Yanyan, this is the first time I've opened a door for someone else." Tianchen said with a helpless smile as he opened the door and saw Ye Lingling and Duguyan sitting upright.

Dugu Yan was a little better, but there were stars twinkling in Ye Lingling's clear light blue eyes, and her eyes were always focused on Tianchen. Only Dugu Yan kept pressing his bare hands tightly, which prevented her from getting up.

Duguyan didn't like Tianchen at all, jumped out of the carriage and sniffed Tianchen carefully, and then asked with a smile.

"If you're being honest, why are you so anxious to ask Lingling and me to come over?"

Dugu Yan's words caused Zheng Zheng, who was leading Ye Ling to get out of the carriage, to tremble and pause intelligently.

"Tianchen, what's wrong with you?" Sensing that Tianchen was strange, Ye Lingling couldn't help but open his eyes wide and looked at Tianchen in confusion.

Tianchen had already thought about how to deal with these two people. He led Ye Lingling out of the carriage and said the lines he had prepared before.

"Can't I let you come over if I have nothing to do? You said yes, but you are not interested in the place where I have lived since I was a child?"

Although he was ready for a showdown, that would only happen after Hu Liena came back, and he still wanted to enjoy the last few days of stability.

Dugu Yan rolled his eyes at Tianchen, while Ye Lingling responded with a pretentious indifference. Only these two people had a flash of smile in their eyes.

Then the three of them took a carriage and returned to Tianchen's manor. When Tianchen left him behind, Hu Yanli had already returned to the sect. The fat boy Ma Hongjun also went to the Star Dou Forest to hunt soul beasts with Hu Liena. And Tianchen’s grandfather, Golden Crocodile Douluo, had been staying in the sect recently for some unknown reason. temple.

Currently, apart from Tianchen, the only people living in the castle are those with higher status who are servants. Including three Soul Saint cultivators who are guard captains, and a team of about a hundred people who are Soul Masters.

Only these are the true direct descendants of the Tianchen family.

"Master, are there any of them?" When Tianchen entered the manor with Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, he met the captain of the guard. Among the three soul saints was Zhang Zhen, a level 78 attack-type battle soul saint. The most powerful one is the winged tiger spirit.

Zhang Zhen looks about fifty, with a very strong build. A silver armor was slapped on his body, and a fierce aura suddenly came to him.

As an auxiliary soul master, Ye Lingling couldn't help but lean behind Tianchen. However, both of them looked at Tianchen expectantly, and were very concerned about how Tianchen would answer.

Tianchen patted Zhang Zhen on the shoulder without any airs, and walked into the manor with Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, leaving only a light word.

"They will all be mistresses here."

"Mistress?!" Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows in surprise. Thinking that it was Hu Liena who was paired with his young master not long ago, he couldn't help but look at the backs of Tianchen and the others in a strange way.

"Would you like to give the young master a few jars of the tiger bone medicinal wine passed down from our family?"

As for Hu Liena's matter, as a subordinate, he would naturally not talk too much about it.