Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

"Yue Xuan?"

That figure appeared in Chenchuan's mind.

Yuexuan is one of the few schools in the Tiandou Empire. It is a court etiquette school that specializes in teaching various noble etiquette.

Countless royal families and nobles have chosen to send their children to study here. As the owner and teacher, Tang Yuehua himself has very high attainments in etiquette, music, and art.

"Yes, the owner of Yuexuan, Tang Yuehua, has known Fengzhi for many years. Just as you are back, we decided to let you see the world."

Sword Douluo was also afraid that Chuan'er would disagree, so he tried to persuade him nicely: "Cuan'er, change your red robe next time. I think disciples of the Chen family should wear white robes."

"No, white clothes will become dirty after being stained with blood. There is no need to change." Chenchuan also shook his head in refusal. He used to wear white robes, but unfortunately he killed too many people and dyed the original white clothes. It became blood red.

So he directly changed into a red robe, and combined with his long silver-white hair, the whole person looked particularly cold and aloof.

Seeing this, Sword Douluo said nothing more, he just wanted to get his innocent grandson back.

Chenchuan stood up and said: "Grandpa, no one is allowed to enter my room. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy, no matter who they are."

Sword Douluo nodded and said, "Okay, no problem. No one can enter your room until you come back."

After Chenchuan glanced at the people around him, he turned around, picked up the token of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and disappeared from the spot.

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Tiandou Empire, the imperial capital.

Inside Tiandou City.

The brilliant sunshine shines in the green tiles and red walls everywhere, the bustling streets are lined with street stalls, the sparkling cars and horses, and the endless flow of pedestrians.

Looking at the street that seemed like a lifetime ago, Chenchuan sighed deeply. It had been nineteen years since he came to this world, and he had only had a happy period before he was six years old.

Now that I think about the ups and downs along the way again, I have no choice but to kill.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a five-story building suddenly appeared in front of me. Even in Tiandou City, this was considered a very tall building.

The first thing that gives people the impression of this building is its elegance.

The overall architectural style is slightly simple, and there are only two simple words on the plaque, Yuexuan.

Looking at the two words Yuexuan, Chenchuan knew in his heart that this was the Noble School of the Tiandou Empire, specializing in training the next generation of aristocrats.

There are not many pedestrians going in and out, but it can be seen that the people who come in and out are all luxuriously dressed or have excellent temperament. Both men and women are present.

There are two strong men in the soul master realm standing at the door of Yuexuan. They are always observing the people who enter this place. If they are disheveled, they will be forcibly refused to enter this place.

Chenchuan walked in slowly. Even though the clothes he wore were not precious, his aura was more aristocratic than noble.

The two soul masters at the door did not stop him. No one could guarantee who was coming here. If the nobles were indirectly offended, the gain would outweigh the loss.

The moment you walk into Yuexuan, the strong aroma hits your face.

The screen wall is carved from fine boxwood and exudes a faint woody fragrance. In front of the screen wall, two three-meter-high exotic orchids exude a faint fragrance.

Although it is only one step into Yuexuan, it seems to be able to isolate the troubles of the outside world.

The ground is paved with one-meter-long gray square tiles, surrounded by furnishings made of various expensive woods. Behind a wide table in the front, several plainly dressed but quite delicate girls are standing there. .

Chenchuan came to the counter, took out the token of the master of Qibao Glazed Sect and said: "Take me to see the master of Yuexuan."

After the receptionist saw that it was the Qibao Glazed Sect token, he immediately made a respectful gesture to invite you and said, "Sir, please sit down. I will notify Madam immediately."

Chenchuan nodded easily, and under the astonished gazes of everyone, he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

In this kind of aristocratic school, most of the people who come here are from prominent families and have superior status, so they naturally know the identity of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Unexpectedly, this man turned out to be from the Qibao Glazed Sect. He looked to be in his teens. Could it be that he was Ning Fengzhi's illegitimate son?

The surrounding nobles were talking a lot, but no one dared to come forward to talk. The main reason was because they were not qualified to chat with the powerful Qibao Glazed Sect.

The fact that the other party was able to produce the personal token of Sect Master Ning meant that this person had a very high status and was probably an important person in the Qibao Glazed Sect.

It's better not to provoke them.

I don’t know how much time passed, but crisp footsteps came from the distance.

When the people around him saw this, they stood up one after another and nodded politely to show their respect and attention to the visitor.

Chenchuan put down the teacup in his hand and looked along the sound.

At first glance, it was a beautiful woman.

She seemed to be twenty-seven or eight years old, but her eyes seemed to see everything in the world, which was definitely not comparable to that of a twenty-seven or eight-year-old woman.

The silver palace dress looks so perfect on her body. In terms of temperament, only Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace can compare with her.

The difference is that she doesn't have the same pressure as Bibi Dong, but she is no less noble. Moreover, this woman didn't have any soul power fluctuations, so she was obviously not a soul master.

This person is Yuexuan's wife and a disciple of the Haotian Sect, Tang Yuehua.

Tang Yuehua walked slowly to Chenchuan, looked at the little guy in front of him, and said with a smile: "You are Chenchuan, right? Sect Leader Ning has already told me about you."

"So, Uncle Ning has wanted me to come here for a long time?"

Chenchuan raised his head and smiled.

I have to say that Tang Yuehua's appearance is indeed beautiful. Even though she only has level nine soul power, she does have an existence that is out of reach.

You can never learn the aura of aristocrat. Even if you try to pretend it deliberately, you may not have the same effect as someone else.

Tang Yuehua sat elegantly in front of Chenchuan. With her slender jade fingers, she slowly picked up the teapot on the table and poured him a cup of hot tea.

"I think I already know what's going on with you. From now on, you can learn from me."

Chenchuan did not refuse, but the murderous aura in his body had existed for thirteen years. If it could be suppressed so easily, then it could not be called murderous aura.

Tang Yuehua took a sip of tea, her red lips squirmed slightly, and asked lightly: "Sect Master Ning has told me about you. I want to know what happened to you and why you have such a good condition at such a young age. The cold breath?"