When Douluo's stars shine

The sun rose high in the sky, and Prince Snow Star happily picked up the teacup and enjoyed his morning tea.The daily life of the Tiandou nobles is inseparable from black tea. Even if something urgent happens during afternoon tea time, they would rather finish the tea in their hands before talking about it.

However, Prince Snow Star's good mood was quickly broken.After a servant ran up to him and whispered something into his ear, he immediately stopped holding the teacup in his hand.

"What? The prince left? One month early?"

Hearing Xuexing's words, Tang San who was standing aside was also surprised.This time he came here to hand over a batch of new hidden weapons in person, but he didn't want to hear this kind of news.

"Yeah...but it doesn't matter."

Xuexing thought for a while and then let go of the thought: "It won't affect our plan anyway. Now that he's gone, we will feel much more comfortable in this imperial city."

Tang San nodded.There are many possibilities for Prince Qinghe to leave for Wuhun City early, and the most likely one is to report the work in person.Although it was a bit strange to do so in such a big way, he and Xuexing didn't even think about quitting the job - they couldn't just quit after being undercovers for so many years, right?It's not necessary!

And since Xue Qinghe was not around, even Xue Beng breathed a sigh of relief.It is too torture to maintain a persona in front of my big brother all day long.

However, unlike Xue Beng, Qian Renxue on the other side did not take his cheap brother to heart at all. Apart from necessary training, he was obsessed with Tianji Pai all day long.In order to make up for the remaining three people, she also dragged Snake Spear Douluo to join the battle.

"Hmph! Is this the kind of person who loses his mind by playing with things?"

At the beginning, a picture of Snake Spear Douluo with an iron-clad and masterly demeanor said this.But now...

"12-card flying chicken! Boy, you lose!"

Snake Spear Douluo tugged at his snow-white beard excitedly and slapped the three consecutive straights and three loose cards on the table.

Upon seeing this, Array Douluo immediately pushed Snake Spear Douluo aside: "Okay, okay, it's my turn."

"No! If I win, I should continue!"

Seeing that the two titled Douluo were about to start a fight with each other, Wang Xing scratched his head and said, "How about the five of us come together and play differently?"

"No need..." Jiang Ziyi leaned out of the window and murmured, "We are already here."

"Arrived at Wuhun City, so soon?" Wang Xing quickly packed up the scattered cards, stepped out of the carriage, and looked forward.Sure enough, the majestic Wuhun City appeared in his sight again after many years.

Qian Renxue hesitated and touched her face, which belonged to Xue Qinghe.Finally, she made up her mind, and the soul power that maintained the disguise of the soul bone completely dissipated, and her waterfall-like blond hair fell away, revealing a peerless face that was somewhat similar to the Pope.

Jiang Ziyi secretly glanced at Qian Renxue, who was noble and holy at the moment, and couldn't help but lower her head, feeling a little ashamed of herself.

"Let's go." Qian Renxue smiled with relief, "I'm going home."

The carriage drove slowly into the city.Considering that the Soul Master Competition was still going to be held, Qian Renxue did not choose to disclose her identity. Instead, she stayed in a certain courtyard as Prince Tiandou without showing her face, and then secretly went to Wuhun with Wang Xing. In the palace.

"By the way, put this on." Before leaving, Qian Renxue thrust a gold mask into Wang Xing's hand.

Wang Xing complained: "Your identity is obviously more shady, right? Why is it my turn to pretend..."

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes: "No one has seen my true face. Of course I am not afraid of being recognized, but your face is so famous. If someone recognizes me, who will care about it?" Contest?"

"Yes." Wang Xing put on the mask as instructed.He is not afraid of his identity being revealed. Anyway, this matter will be made public soon, but it is really not what he wants if the Soul Master Competition cannot be held as scheduled.Wuhundian has also spent a lot of money to build momentum for the Golden Generation this time, and there will definitely not be any mistakes in this competition.

The two of them walked to the entrance of Wuhun Palace in a very natural manner, just like two ordinary soul masters in this city, with no sense of their superior status at all.However, Qian Renxue's amazing appearance still attracted a lot of looks from passers-by.

"Who is that? So beautiful!"

"It's so beautiful...Wow, Xiaomei, why are you pinching me? I'm just admiring! Appreciating!"

"It depends, right? Go home and kneel on the washboard for me!"

Of course, there were also some brave people on the way who ignored Wang Xing's existence and wanted to strike up a conversation.However, Qian Renxue only released a hint of power, and these traps, who had not even reached the Soul Emperor, lost the courage to continue moving forward.

After once again sending away a single guy who wanted to eat swan meat, Qian Renxue muttered: "It's so troublesome. If I had known, I would also be wearing a mask."

Wang Xing smiled: "Really? It resonates with me. You seem to be quite happy?"

Qian Renxue avoided talking about this, looked forward and said: "The people to pick us up are here."

When Wang Xing heard this, he looked forward and saw a familiar figure in bishop's clothing waiting quietly at the entrance of Wuhun Hall.Seeing the two of them looking over, he bowed slightly and made a gesture of leading the way.

Qian Renxue nodded and said: "Bishop Salas, long time no see."

"Long time no see." Salas looked at Qian Renxue and Wang Xing with complicated eyes.He never imagined that the two people who represented Tiandou back then would be members of Wuhun Hall, and even have a higher status than himself.

"Come with me, His Majesty the Pope wants to see you."

Qian Renxue smiled slightly, raised her head high, and followed Salas into the hall like a proud swan.However, Wang Xing stopped and his eyes fell on a man at the door of Wuhun Hall.

The man was sitting dejectedly in the corner at the edge of the door, with a dejected look on his face, as if he was hesitating and afraid of something.His soul power doesn't seem to be high, only in his thirties or forties; his age doesn't seem to be old, only in his early thirties.But at this time.He was like an old man in his twilight years, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life.

Out of curiosity, Wang Xing pointed at the man and asked, "Who is he? Why is he sitting here so still?"

"Him?" Salas stopped, "Well, he's just a nobody."

Wang Xing said: "Then why do you let him sit here?"

Salas showed a strange look in his eyes: "Logically speaking, he is really disturbing the appearance of the city and will be pulled away. But... out of sympathy, let him calm down for a while."

Wang Xing suddenly became interested: "Oh? Please elaborate."

Salas smiled bitterly: "I only know a general idea. If you want to know the specifics, you can ask him yourself."

Wang Xing was not talking nonsense. He immediately walked up to the man, knelt down and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you? But what difficulties have you encountered?"

The man raised his head, looked at Wang Xing's golden mask, and twitched his lips: "Oh, it's okay not to say anything."

"Tell me about it. I'm a kind-hearted person. If you have a problem, just tell me. Maybe I can help you?"

"...I'm afraid you can't help."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Wang Xing was also happy when he heard this. Tiandou Empire, Shangsan Sect, Wuhun Palace, which force did he not have close friendship with?Is there anything that his king star can't help with?

The man hesitated and said: "That's fine, it's okay to talk to you, just don't laugh at me."

Wang Xing looked serious: "Just tell me, I won't laugh."

"My name is Su Yuntao, Martial Soul Wolf, Soul Master." The man said sadly, "Ten years ago... I went to a village called Holy Soul Village to do the Martial Soul Awakening..."

"Then what?" Wang Xing suddenly felt that the name Holy Soul Village was familiar. Where had he heard it?

"Then, I met a Lan Yincao who was born with full soul power. I sighed and said it was a pity that Lan Yincao was a useless martial soul, so I let the child go."

The man paused and then said, "Then... that child became Young Master Haotian... and tonight, His Majesty the Pope said he wanted to see me."

"Pfft!"

Wang Xing tried his best to control his expression, but Qian Renxue beside him couldn't help but laugh out loud, shrugging his shoulders, even Salas couldn't help laughing.Even though he knew this beforehand, he still found it extremely funny when he heard the person involved repeat it.

Wang Xing suppressed his laughter until his face flushed, and patted Su Yuntao on the shoulder: "Brother, there is no hope, just wait to die. I really can't help you with this!"