Douluo: Summon the Holy Spirit Cult at the beginning!

This made Bibi Dong feel something involuntarily in her heart.

Wuhun Palace is not the center of the continent.

Wuhun Palace is only in the center of the continent, and the Ming Empire is the one who defines the center of the continent!

Because as long as he wants, he can accomplish anything.

Bibi Dong instantly felt a deep sense of oppression.

The Ming Empire cannot continue to develop like this.

Because of this, the Ming Empire will only develop faster and faster.

It will only make the gap between the Ming Empire and Wuhun Palace wider and wider.

But this time in the Continental Cup, this popularity, this opportunity to become famous... Wuhundian cannot give up.

Tiandou Empire.

In a slightly luxurious carriage.

Xiao Wu stared out the window at the luxurious and huge city.

Tiandou City.

In the heart of an empire, there are countless strong human beings here.

Coming here by yourself will undoubtedly increase your risk of exposure.

But... Xiao Wu finally came.

She didn't come here voluntarily, but... she was forced to come here.

That's right, because recently she felt... the human titled Douluo who was monitoring her was showing his aura more and more frequently recently.

It seems that he is deliberately warning himself.

As for why he didn't fail on purpose in the provincial capital battle, it was because Xiao Wu needed money.

And winning the title of the strongest agility attack system in the provincial capital will earn her just enough money to allow her to grow up to adulthood without having to worry about money in the human world without worries.

pity.

Just when she won the provincial capital battle and wanted to stop, the senior officials of Fasno Province held her back with a happy face.

Even the pressure from the Titled Douluo behind her forced Xiao Wu to board the Tiandou City carriage in advance.

"Actually, Xiao Wu, you don't have to worry so much. At your and Xiaosan's age, there aren't many people with second-level strength or even twenty-level soul power."

There were four people in this slightly luxurious carriage, two children and two adults.

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a short haircut and a document in his hand.

"Ah, yes, yes. In fact, it is already quite good for you to represent Fasno Province and compete in the Tiandou Empire."

"Notting City and Notting College are proud of you!"

The Lord of Notting City, Xiao An, was all smiles, and the smile on his face never stopped from beginning to end.

He, Notting City, has produced two geniuses who represent the province in a competition in Tiandou City, the capital of the Tiandou Empire. How can he be unhappy?

You know, if one of these two wins the province, he will eventually fight on behalf of the Tiandou Empire.

These are all political achievements, huge political achievements.

"Xiao Wu...it's okay, I will protect you."

Tang San patted his chest, his face full of confidence.

Xiao Wu's face was still full of sorrow and she didn't answer Tang San's question.

the other side.

Xu Nian'an arrived at Tiandou City early and did not immediately go to see the Ming Empire's team.

Instead, he held a list, drove a luxurious carriage, and took Xiaorou to the Tiandou Empire, where he finally selected fourteen people from seven series for the soul fighting field.

"Sir...will Xiao Wu be okay?"

After passing through the Ming Dynasty Palace and the blessing of court etiquette, Xiaorou has now changed drastically.

She doesn't look like the beautiful spring girl she was when we first met her.

Wearing an apricot-colored gauze, she shows a graceful figure with smooth curves, fair skin, slightly entangled hair, gentle facial features, and tenderness from the south of the Yangtze River in every gesture.

Xu Nian'an looked at Xiaorou's unique temperament, and the soul of Cao thief burned in his heart.

He grabbed Xiaorou's hand and pulled it slightly, and Xiaorou immediately fell into Xu Nian'an's arms.

"Sir... Your Majesty."

Feeling the heat coming from Xu Nian'an's body, the court etiquette of the Ming Dynasty did not teach her to refuse a man wearing this costume.

Not to mention that he was not taught, even if he was taught, he would not dare to refuse in front of this man.

If it weren't for him, his life would have been lost a few years ago.

And Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu still needs this man to save her.

Xu Nian'an stretched out his hand and slid it into the apricot-colored gauze. The production craftsmanship of Ming Dynasty silk stockings was indeed quite good.

This feel, coupled with the perfect leg shape.

Xu Nian'an exerted a little force, and Xiaorou gradually climbed down.

"Hold still."

Following the ups and downs of the walking carriage, Xiaorou was sweating profusely after a while.

Because he wanted to maintain this posture and also wanted Xu Nian'an to be comfortable, he was tired, very tired, and the fragrant sweat gradually dripped.

Xu Nianan squinted his eyes and gently smelled the fragrance of Xiaorou.

After being taught by the palace maid of the Ming Dynasty, Xiaorou's whole body is full of femininity.

Serving Xu Nian'an is not all about emotion. This time, in addition to emotion, there is also a little bit of Kunshu.

Although he is not very skilled, it can at least make Xu Nianan feel comfortable.

Bang~!

With a hum, Xu Nian'an opened his eyes leisurely.

Xiaorou collapsed on the ground, unable to get up, raised her head, and prayed.

Xiao Rou saw Xiao Wu's name on the list in Xu Nian'an's hand.

Xiao Wu, why did she come to Tiandou Empire?

Xiao Wu participated in the Continental Cup and reached Tiandou City.

Xiaorou panicked.

There are people secretly watching Xiao Wu with eager eyes. If she comes to Tiandou City again, it will only be a matter of time before her identity is exposed.

Xu Nian'an reached out and touched Xiaorou's head, slowly comforting her.

His head lowered lower and lower...until Xu Nian'an spoke slightly normally.

"Open your mouth, it's urgent."

Xu Nian'an's face was slightly red under the mask, and the veins on his neck were exposed.

The hand holding Xiaorou's hand trembled slightly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Huh~~! ! ! !

With a long sigh, Xu Nianan slowly stood up.

"Don't worry, your daughter is my [god] daughter."

"I will help you with Xiao Wu's matter."

After saying that, Xu Nianan slowly took out a rabbit mask.

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[Continental Cup, Youth Potential Cup: Tiandou Empire Provincial Capital Control Department Finals, Notting Junior Soul Master Academy Tang San in Notting City, versus Tiandou Royal Senior Soul Master Academy in Tiandou City! 】

Following the broadcast, Tang San slowly stood up and glanced at Xiao Wu.

"It's okay, I'll be back in a minute."

As soon as Tang San left, Xiao Wu's rabbit ears stood up.

Because she heard a familiar voice again.

"Master, City Lord, I...I'm going to the toilet."

Ten minutes later, Xiao Wu came back again. The tension on her body was gone, and a rabbit mask appeared on her face.

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In the VIP room No. 2, Xu Nian'an watched Xiaorou come back with a smile on her face, and hugged her in his arms. With her graceful body, she raised her calves, took off her high heels, grabbed her feet and pressed her gently and slowly.

Xiaorou lowered her head slightly and leaned against Xu Nian'an's hard chest. Her face was slightly red, and her red lips opened from time to time to let out hot breaths.

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Ugh~! !

"Ugh~!!!"

VIP room No. 1.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"

In the room, a middle-aged man frowned.

"Qinghe, what are you doing?"

Xue Qinghe lowered his head to prevent others from seeing his ugly appearance.

"It's okay...it's okay, teacher."

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Xue Qinghe and frowned slightly.

The second prince of the Tiandou Empire suffered from a strange illness. He couldn't get sick and died soon after.

Not long ago, the old emperor of the Tiandou Empire, Xue Ye, was also seriously ill and bedridden not long ago, and now His Highness the Crown Prince is also...

Could it be that there are some ancestral diseases in the Tiandou Empire’s royal family?