Douluo: Start with obtaining the Flying Sword Skill

Chapter 99 The Restless 'Xueqinghe'

In the outside world, Dugu Bo, who was sitting outside the eyes of Binghuo Liangyi, didn't really believe whether these two brats could release the toxins in his body.

He put the two of them in the eyes of Binghuo Liangyi, and he came out from it, just wanting to see if Luo Jianxin's family members or people from the forces behind them would come here.

Dugu Bo has his own thoughts in his heart.

And under his observation, Luo Jianxin has a lot of secrets. He needs to see whether the forces behind him are strong, and whether he can provoke him.

He knew that he had been poisoned for a long time, and he knew what his end would be, but he couldn't let go of his granddaughter, and didn't want his granddaughter to be like him, so he believed in Tang San with a little luck.

Based on his guess, he felt that the power behind Luo Jianxin was definitely not weak, maybe it could be compared with the previous three sects, but it was just his guess.

If it was true, then the group of people behind Luo Jianxin would definitely not care about the face of Tiandou Royal Academy and Xue Xing Xue Beng, and would directly seek revenge on him.

Just like the lunatic more than ten years ago, he beat the pope in the Wuhun Temple to death directly, but the Haotian School was also beaten and closed the sect. This was in exchange for a pope.

And he didn't want his granddaughter to follow in the Pope's footsteps.

But he had been waiting outside for a long time, but the person he was waiting for did not arrive. It was really disappointing that only two soul saints and a great soul master with less than thirty levels came.

This seems to underestimate Dugu Bo. Could it be that there is no powerful force behind that kid?

Dugu Bo stood on a high place thinking, wondering if he was thinking too much.

"Forget it, let's go and see those audacious people who dare to come here."

Then Dugu Bo's figure disappeared in place, and almost instantly, Dugu Bo appeared in front of Liu Erlong, Flender, and Yu Xiaogang.

And at the same time, in the study room of the Prince's Palace in the Heaven Dou Palace.

It's already late at night, Xue Qinghe came to the table, put down the documents he took from Emperor Xue Ye, lay down on the chair, rubbed his shoulders tiredly, looked at the documents in front of him, and couldn't help but A trace of boredom arose.

"How many documents have I completed today?" Xue Qinghe asked.

Like before, I would never be so tired, and it is absolutely impossible to feel bored in my heart like now, thinking that what I completed today should be two or three times as usual.

"Report to His Royal Highness, less than ten have been completed today." The servant next to him glanced at the documents on Xue Qinghe's desk, then bowed his body and said with some fear.

"Ten, it's already so less than ten?"

Xue Qinghe was stunned. According to his usual level, he would not be tired after making fifty or sixty ones a day, but now he feels a little disgusted when he sees ten ones, which is somewhat unreasonable.

"Yes, His Royal Highness, ten."

Xue Qinghe couldn't believe it. He looked at the documents on the desk. Good guy, there are really about ten of them. He couldn't help but rubbed his brows, feeling that something was wrong with him and he was out of shape.

"How long have I been watching?" Xue Qinghe asked, hoping to comfort himself from the time.

"His Royal Highness, it has been almost five or six hours since I came back to save other time."

"Five or six hours! I only read ten files?!"

"How could my efficiency become so slow! This is simply unreasonable."

"His Royal Highness, I don't know if I should say something or not." I saw the villain stooping and stammering, as if he was afraid that what he said later would make Xue Qinghe angry.

"You said."

"Today, when His Royal Highness was reading the documents, he was distracted from time to time, and he always looked absent-minded, and sometimes his face showed a joy that he had never seen before. Presumably, His Royal Highness must have met his beloved."

"Beloved?"

Xue Qinghe looked at him suspiciously, I don't need someone I can have, and I was clearly thinking about Luo.
Thinking of this, Xue Qinghe suddenly understood the reason why his efficiency was so low, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Then, just as he wanted to get rid of distracting thoughts and continue to read the document, Luo Jianxin's face and voice appeared in his mind again.

"This guy, forget it, let's see it tomorrow, um, I have to watch it tomorrow, otherwise there will be too many piles."

Xue Qinghe decided to put down the work in hand, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Xue Qinghe left the chair, and after a while, Xue Qinghe who had finished washing was lying on the bed, thinking about something.

"Beloved?"

He himself still doesn't know how to like it, but she just thinks that Luo Jianxin gives her a very different feeling, different from other people, and the feeling he gives him is naturally better than anyone else, can it be regarded as liking?

"But he doesn't even know my name."

He thought to himself, and he didn't know why neither of them said their names during that month ten years ago.

Maybe it was because the two talked too much and didn't have time to talk, and he was quite reserved at the time, he had heard Luo Jianxin's name from others.

"Since I don't even know the name, maybe he has forgotten me?"

He was a little worried about this issue in his heart, because ten years had passed, if Luo Jianxin really just regarded him as a passer-by he met by chance, he must have forgotten it, who remembers what happened ten years ago? .

The more Xue Qinghe thought about it, the more worried he became. A little afraid of Luo Jianxin, he really forgot about himself, otherwise he would really cry to death.

"Why don't we push tomorrow's document too." Xue Qinghe thought in his heart.

He also didn't want to read the documents tomorrow, and wanted to talk to Luo Jianxin, maybe under his insinuation, Luo Jianxin would tell the story of what happened with her ten years ago.

After all, his identity could not be revealed yet, otherwise she would directly reveal her real body and stand in front of Luo Jianxin and ask him if she still remembered herself.

The more I thought about it in my heart, the more feasible I felt. I made up my mind not to do anything tomorrow, but to talk directly to Luo Jianxin, and just find an excuse. Will refuse to talk to myself.

"Hmph, you hateful bastard, if you really forget me, I don't think you will be let off!"

Xue Qinghe cursed secretly, then closed his eyes, and fell asleep with his thoughts on his mind.

(End of this chapter)