Douluo: My martial spirit can summon the heavens

Chapter 162 Qian Renxue calls me master

Wang Bin didn't expect that things would suddenly go so smoothly. He thought he would die or be injured today.

"Kesha, great job!"

Wang Bin couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Holy Kesha, and the smile on Kesha's face immediately became brighter.

Wang Bin took Icarus and Akeno Himejima back into the cards, leaving Kesha alone, and then walked up to Qian Renxue.

Looking at Wang Bin, Qian Renxue's expression became very complicated, including fear, shock, and regret.

But noticing the unkind gaze of Holy Kesha behind Wang Bin, Qian Renxue's expression immediately became extremely respectful.

"Master, master~"

"what?"

Wang Bin was stunned. He felt as if he had just heard something extraordinary.

"What did you call me?"

"Owner."

Qian Renxue called out softly again.

Qian Renxue is a very proud person, and she was born into a noble family. She has never been so humble and humiliated in her life.

Logically speaking, she should be very angry and wish to kill Wang Bin, but in fact, she could not feel any anger or hatred towards Wang Bin in her heart.

"Why are you calling me that? It makes me uncomfortable."

Wang Bin felt a little weird in his heart. It was the dream of many LSPs to have such a delicate little beauty like Qian Renxue call him master.

But when he thought of Qian Renxue, who had been so aggressive towards him before, suddenly turning into this soft and soft look, the huge contrast made Wang Bin feel as if he was dreaming.

Hearing this, Qian Renxue glanced at Holy Kesha with fear in her eyes, and then hurriedly lowered her head.

"The master calls you master, so the slave should also call you master."

Wang Bin couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He even wondered if Kesha's slap just now had knocked Qian Renxue crazy, and his whole persona had changed.

"Then do you still want to kill me?"

Wang Bin's words suddenly frightened Qian Renxue's expression.

"Don't you dare. The slave was ignorant of the truth and bumped into the master. I asked the master to punish me."

"Punishment?"

These two simple words immediately filled Wang Bin's mind with countless exciting images.

"Well, I'm a gentleman, how can I think about those dirty things."

Wang Bin blamed himself in his heart and coughed twice: "Get up, what happened before is over. From now on, you can continue to be your Xue Qinghe, and our cooperation conditions remain unchanged."

"Thank you, master."

Seeing that Wang Bin did not pursue the previous matter, Qian Renxue breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and bowed deeply to Wang Bin.

"You can call me master in private from now on, but you can't use the wrong title in front of outsiders."

"My slave understands."

Although everything seemed to be going smoothly, Wang Bin still looked at Qian Renxue with a strange look, and then walked away a little before putting Holy Kesha back into the phantom card.

Wang Bin was also afraid that without Kesha's supervision, Qian Renxue would directly return to his true nature and stab himself to death with a sword.

However, it turns out that Wang Bin thought too much. Even if Kesha is gone, the fear left by Kesha in the depths of Qian Renxue's soul is still not so easy to eliminate. Qian Renxue's attitude towards Wang Bin is still as respectful as a maid. .

Qian Renxue, the majestic young master of Wuhun Palace and the most talented person in the country, became his maid. I have to say that Wang Bin felt a little happy.

Afterwards, Qian Renxue disguised herself as Xue Qinghe again and pulled the flare.

About fifteen minutes later, a team of ten soul emperors arrived at the scene.

Seeing this scene of corpses littering the field, the captain Li Feng's pupils shrank suddenly. Especially when he saw Xue Qinghe half-kneeling beside Mr. Chen, covered in blood and tears on his face, Li Feng was immediately frightened. He quickly stepped forward and knelt on one knee beside Xue Qinghe.

"The general's rescue is too late, please forgive me, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Xue Qinghe shook his head with a disappointed expression: "Take Mr. Chen back and bury him alive. He died to save me."

Li Feng nodded firmly, signaled his men to take away Mr. Chen's body, and then helped Xue Qinghe up.

"Brother Wang, thank you for your generous action earlier. I will visit you another day to thank you."

Xue Qinghe walked slowly to Wang Bin and saluted him. Wang Bin felt deeply that Qian Renxue's acting skills were so good, but on the surface he still politely returned the salute.

"It's just a little effort, but it's a pity that Mr. Chen...sigh..."

When Mr. Chen was mentioned, Xue Qinghe's eyes suddenly turned red again, and he raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

Li Feng on the side felt a little emotional, secretly thinking that Xue Qinghe really valued love and justice.

Mr. Chen was Xue Qinghe's personal guard. He sacrificed his life to protect Xue Qinghe, which was considered his duty.

And once the prince shed tears over his death, I believe Chen Lao Jiuquan would have left with a smile.

Li Feng even wondered if he would miss him so much if he died for Xue Qinghe one day.

Then Li Feng ordered two carriages to be brought to take Xue Qinghe and Wang Bin Ning Rongrong back to their respective residences.

Ning Rongrong was knocked unconscious by Qian Renxue before she revealed her true identity, so she didn't know Qian Renxue's true identity, and Qian Renxue never thought of killing her to silence her.

Sometimes the less you know, the safer you are, and there is some truth to this saying.

Tiandou City, in Prince Xuexing's Mansion.

Xue Xing and Xue Beng were sitting in the hall, drinking wine and watching the dancers invited from Yuexian Tower dance. They were in an unprecedented happy mood.

Because there was snow and clear rivers pressing down, it could be said that the avalanche had no hope of success, so I felt very depressed every day.

But today, Xue Beng finally stood up as a serf and sang. From now on, he will be the only prince in the Tiandou Empire, and the future throne will definitely fall into his hands.

Thinking of the scene where he was sitting on the dragon throne and scolding Fang Qiu, Xue Beng's blood boiled. He wished he could rush into the team of dancers and dance with them to release the excitement and excitement in his heart.

Xue Xing, who was in the main seat, was equally delighted, but after all, he was a bit more mature than the young man Xue Beng, so he didn't show it so obviously, but the smile on his face never faded.

Xue Beng has a few brushes. Xue Xing, as his uncle, knows better than Emperor Xue Ye, his father. In the past ten years, he has spent much more time with Xue Beng than Emperor Xue Ye.

Xue Xing believed that even if Xue Beng ascended the throne, he would still have to worry about many things. By then, although he would still be a prince in name, he would actually be the uncrowned emperor of the Tiandou Empire.

When a person has a little power in his hands, he wants more power.

Back then, Xue Xing and Xue Ye failed in their bid for the throne, but he never gave up his desire for more thrones in his heart.

However, he knew that he would never have the chance to become the emperor, so he chose to save the country in a curved way and cultivate Xue Beng. If Xue Beng won the throne, it would not be much different from becoming the emperor himself.

As for why he chose to cultivate Xue Beng instead of Xue Qinghe, the reason is also very simple, because Xue Beng's waste is easy to control, and Xue Qinghe himself has great talents and strategies. After he becomes the emperor, there is no possibility for him to control him.

So Xue Xing spared no effort to Xue Beng, not because he loved Xue Beng too much, but because it was the most beneficial choice for him.

(End of this chapter)