From Douluo to God

The servant quickly ran to the other courtyard where Xue Beng lived, went outside Xue Beng's room, and listened carefully.

In the room, there was a man's crazy laughter, and a woman's weak and desperate cry.

The window was open, and Jiang Chen flew to the window without any scruples.

He only glanced inside, and the anger in his heart couldn't stop burning.

The girl inside was fragile, with tears rolling down her face, her voice hoarse and desperate.

The other person was a boy who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was doing something that angered people.

Jiang Chen has seen many such scenes in the Slaughter City, and those women are not easy to use, but this time the one being tortured is an innocent and ordinary woman.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but a trace of killing intent welled up in his heart.

This avalanche deserves to be killed!

The servant standing at the door listened to the voice inside, but was forced by the prince's despotic power, and did not dare to disturb him.

But when he thought of the gloomy expression on His Excellency Prince's face and the cold snort of fury, his body trembled, and he tapped on the door bravely.

"Who?" The man stopped laughing and shouted loudly.

"Master, the prince is here and is waiting for you in the hall, the prince seems to be very angry." The slave said tremblingly.

"Wait a little longer." The young man inside roared.

The woman's cry became even more shrill and desperate.

After a while, Xue Beng straightened his clothes and stared at the girl threateningly.

"Dare to publicize this matter, I will make your family disappear in this world in minutes."

The girl's eyes were empty and hopeless, like a pear blossom after being destroyed by a storm, full of scars.

Xue Beng pushed open the door and went out, then suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "The prince is very satisfied, you can go home now."

Immediately afterwards, he glared at the slave who was waiting beside him, and shouted, "You dog slave, lead the way."

The servant glanced greedily at the room, then nodded and bowed, leading Xue Beng towards the hall.

He was a little disappointed that there was no soup this time.

The girl walked down in a daze, and after dressing up, she staggered away from this hellish place like a wooden figure.

"Master, how is this one doing today?" The slave asked with a smile as he led the way.

Xue Beng's dark circles were obvious, and his footsteps were a bit vain. After hearing what the slave said, he also smiled and said: "This little girl is not bad, she is indeed a lady of a big family, and you can find me some more later."

"As long as the master is satisfied, the little one must do his best."

Xue Beng gave the slave a sideways look, "Don't worry, you guys will have to eat soup."

It wasn't until approaching the hall that Xue Beng's footsteps sped up slightly.

If you want to ask who is the person he fears the most, it's not the emperor's father, nor his vicious elder brother, but the emperor's uncle.

The emperor Lao Tzu has given up controlling him, and the vicious brother Huang has also let go of his guard against him.

Only this emperor uncle, on the surface he indulged, but secretly treated him extremely strictly.

Xue Beng led the servants into the hall, and just as he was about to greet him, a teacup was thrown over him.

Xue Beng suddenly stopped, the teacup shattered on the ground in front of him, and the hot tea poured down his pants.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Xue Beng's heart skipped a beat, his face turned pale.

It was the first time he saw Xue Xing so angry.

Prince Xue Xing looked at the servant with oppressive eyes.

"The slave retire."

There were only two uncles and nephews left in the hall, and the periphery of the hall was full of prince guards.

Prince Xue Xing slapped the table beside him, almost breaking the tea table into pieces.

He stood up angrily, pointed at Xue Beng's nose and cursed: "I told you to pretend to be a dude, but I didn't want you to really be a dude."

"Look at what you look like now? Apart from going to brothels and robbing girls, and letting me wipe your ass every time, do you still have any ambitions?"

Xue Beng said aggrievedly: "Didn't you ask me to pretend to be a dandy? I won't arouse his suspicion by being a real dandy."

Xue Xing was so angry that his beard turned up, and he kicked Xue Beng's ass.

"What else do you have in mind besides women? Do you still have the throne? Why don't you learn more useful things in secret?"

"Uncle, when you find out the evidence that the eldest brother killed the second and third brothers, the crown prince will naturally be mine."

What Xue Beng meant was that he didn't have to work hard to learn those things, wouldn't it be better to spend more time having fun?

There are so many beautiful ladies, how can he be so determined to let go?

Xue Xing showed great disappointment on his face, "Since you don't want to make progress, then I don't need to cultivate you. Although Xue Qinghe is vicious, he is much better than you."

He waved his sleeves and strode away.

Xue Beng panicked, hugged his uncle's thigh, and burst into tears.