Douluo V: Qian Renxue’s child adopter, I become a god while lying down

After leaving the clothing store.

Yuan Qingtian spent a lot of money and directly bought a three-story villa in the center of Tiandou City as a temporary residence for a few people.

That night, Yuan Qingtian attacked the three women at night.

The room was suddenly filled with spring and peach color.

From time to time, the cathartic sounds of the three women burst out after being suppressed to the extreme.

The four of them fought fiercely until early morning, and the three women fell asleep due to exhaustion.

Although Yuan Qingtian was somewhat worn out, he was still full of energy and vitality.

He helped the three girls cover themselves with quilts and left the villa.

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Inside the Tiandou Imperial Palace.

Emperor Xueye sat on the throne and talked eloquently with Ning Fengzhi below.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems to be troubled these days. Whenever matters of the country are discussed, he always loses his energy."

Ning Fengzhi is gentle and elegant, with an extraordinary air, and there is a sense of peace in his conversation.

The man standing behind him is dressed in spotless white clothes, with silver hair combed extremely neatly, and a face with clear contours. Although he is approaching his old age, he is still handsome.

He folded his hands around his chest, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were slightly closed, and the breath that escaped inadvertently was as sharp as a sword.

Sword Douluo Chenxin, a ninety-sixth level super Douluo, has a martial soul seven-kill sword, nicknamed: "Sword Dao Chenxin".

Together with Bone Douluo Gu Rong, he is the "patron saint" of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Emperor Xue Ye's eyes moved slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Could it be that he fell in love with a noble girl from some family, and that made him feel uneasy?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled lightly: "Maybe that's the case."

Emperor Xue Ye said calmly: "Excuse me, Sect Master Ning, to find out what this child is thinking about?"

"Then try to persuade him to take his heart back."

In his heart, Xue Qinghe was the best choice for the successor to the throne, and he could not show any signs of slackness or decadence.

Ning Fengzhi understood what he was thinking, so he responded and was about to leave.

"Report!"

A guard trotted over and knelt on one knee under Emperor Xueye.

Emperor Xueye asked: "What's the matter?"

"The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace has arrived and requested to meet with His Majesty."

When Ning Fengzhi heard this, he left in no hurry, with a hint of interest in his eyes.

Even Chen Xin, who was as motionless as a stone sculpture, opened his eyes, and a sharp meaning flashed in his eyes.

Emperor Xueye was slightly surprised, but still said: "Xuan."

"Yes!"

Wait until the guards leave.

Ning Fengzhi said with great interest: "Your Majesty, it is said that this martial soul saint is as graceful as an immortal, and his talent is astonishing. I don't know..."

Emperor Xue Ye's heart condensed, and he smiled on the surface: "Are you thinking about something again?"

Ning Fengzhi was also an old fox, and he immediately saw that Emperor Xue Ye was smiling, so he responded calmly: "Your Majesty has misunderstood, the Holy Son of Martial Soul has a great reputation, and it is rare for ordinary people to see him, so he can't help but be curious. "

Emperor Xue Ye responded calmly: "The Qibao Glazed Sect is affiliated to three major sects, and you are the leader of one sect. How can you be called an 'ordinary person'?"

"Isn't that a bit presumptuous?"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes moved and he just looked down the slope: "Your Majesty is right, but I am confused."

A Dual Douluo, based on this alone, he is not afraid of anyone or any force, including Emperor Xue Ye.

It's just that the interests of the Qibao Glazed Sect are almost tied to the Tiandou Empire, so even if they have some thoughts, it's hard to show them in front of Xue Ye.

But for Ning Fengzhi, who has always loved talents and wanted to be a "bo le", the Holy Son of Wuhun was indeed very attractive to him.

"This Ning Fengzhi...sigh~ When will our Tiandou Empire have a Titled Douluo that truly belongs to him?"

Emperor Xueye knew Ning Fengzhi's thoughts clearly, but at best he could only restrain her superficially, and deep restraint was completely impossible.

It's a pity that the inherited martial spirit of their royal family is only a white swan.

The combat power is pitifully weak, relying only on offerings for protection, and lack of own strength will eventually become a major hidden danger.

As long as one of the Sword and Bone Douluo belonged to the royal family, he even dared to warn Ning Fengzhi face to face.

What a pity! The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Two old foxes have their own thoughts.

Not long after, a figure strolled over.

He has a divine appearance and a slender body. He is dressed in a crescent moon robe. His long black hair is crystal clear, hanging down like a waterfall in the galaxy. A few strands of hair hang in front of his forehead, showing a bit of chicness, and the corners of his mouth are outlined. A hint of smile, gentle and evil at the same time.

"It's really like an immortal has come to this world!"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes shone brightly, and he actually felt a little ashamed of himself in front of Yuan Qingtian.

Chen Xin's eyes were like swords as he looked at Yuan Qingtian. He was surprised to find that his exploration seemed to have touched a piece of chaos, which was hazy and elusive.

"Junior Yuan Qingtian has met Your Majesty."

Yuan Qingtian saluted with clasped fists, neither humble nor arrogant.

He glanced at Ning Fengzhi from the corner of his eye and said, "Hello, future father-in-law."

Ning Fengzhi raised his brows, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart, making him a little confused.

He didn't know yet that the good cabbage he raised at home had been stolen countless times.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Chen Xin again, "Sword Dao Chen Xin..."

"He is a strong man."

Rao is in the enshrinement hall with the most titled Douluo.

With Sword Douluo's strength, only a few people could compete with him. If he wanted to defeat him, he would have to mobilize at least three beings.

Emperor Xueye looked kind, "Holy Son Yuan has been in our territory of Tiandou these days. Are you satisfied with your visit?"

Yuan Qingtian straightened his back and smiled lightly: "Tian Dou's style is everywhere, so it's very relaxing."

Don't think he doesn't know, this bad old man has been sending people to observe him secretly.

If he was afraid of disturbing Qian Renxue, he would have killed all the mice long ago.

Emperor Xueye chuckled, "That's good."

Then he raised his hand and introduced Yuan Qingtian, "This is Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect of the Third Sect."

"The person behind him is Sword Douluo Chenxin."

Yuan Qingtian's eyes were shocked, and he pretended to have just learned about their identities. He quickly assumed the stance of a junior, leaned over and said, "Junior Yuan Qingtian has met Sect Leader Ning and Sword Douluo."

Sword Douluo nodded slightly and stood still, looking aloof and keeping away from strangers.

This is also due to the characteristics of the Seven Kills Sword, which makes him relatively indifferent.

Ning Fengzhi stood up, gently helped him up, and said gently: "I have heard of His Highness the Holy Son's name a long time ago, and when I see him today, he is indeed worthy of his name!"

"Sect Leader Ning also has extraordinary appearance and majestic air!" Yuan Qingtian adheres to the principle of 'mutual promotion in business' and will never let the other party take advantage of him verbally.

"Hahaha, is that true?" Ning Fengzhi laughed heartily.

If ordinary people praise him, he will just laugh it off.

But when Yuan Qingtian, who is at the peak of his appearance, praises him, the meaning is extraordinary!