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

When Ning Fengzhi left, only Chenchuan and Prince Xue Qinghe were left in the empty room.

Xue Qinghe smiled and asked curiously: "Brother Chenchuan, I wonder where you have been for so many years. Since you are alive, why don't you return to the Tiandou Empire?"

"It's not convenient to disclose."

Chenchuan simply replied that he still did not intend to tell others about his current situation, otherwise it would most likely cause unnecessary trouble.

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to disclose, Prince Xue Qinghe just smiled lightly and did not ask more about what earth-shattering things had happened in these years.

Since Chenchuan disappeared, as the prince, he has sent people to search for it many times. Of course, it was not because he wanted to find it, but because he was prepared to take this opportunity to deal with it.

You know, there are only a handful of geniuses who awaken their innate soul power at the age of six. Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, innate soul power is as rare as a phoenix.

Such a genius is still a disciple of the Qibao Glazed Sect, how could he let it go? So Xue Qinghe used the name of searching to inquire about Chenchuan everywhere.

But the final proof was that there was no such person.

Xue Qinghe naturally let go of his worries, but he was extremely shocked when he learned not long ago that the genius boy from Qibao Glazed Sect had returned.

Soon, a table full of delicious food was placed in front of the two of them.

Xue Qinghe made a gesture of invitation like a gentleman and said with a smile: "You're welcome, dear brother, there's still more."

"Good work."

After reaching the realm of Titled Douluo, food is not so attractive to Chenchuan. He only needs to drink a cup of Bloody Mary every day to maintain his soul power.

Over time, this also became a habit.

Chenchuan turned his head and looked at the place next door, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously raised. It seemed that Xue Qinghe was quite cautious.

Xue Qinghe saw that Chenchuan had only taken two bites of the food, and asked curiously: "What, is it not to your liking?"

"If my dear brother doesn't like to eat it, I will arrange for someone to prepare other delicacies."

"No, I have gotten used to it over the years." Chenchuan simply wiped the grease on his mouth and said, "Your Highness, since the meal has been eaten, I will go back first."

"So fast?" Xue Qinghe's expression was startled.

"Well, I still have something to do, so I won't stay any longer today. Your Highness, I'll see you later."

Chenchuan exchanged simple greetings, turned around and left the palace of Prince Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe also stood up, but when he was about to speak, he found that Chenchuan had left the room directly, which made him frown. Until Chenchuan completely disappeared from sight, he threw the wine bottle in his hand. on the ground.

At the same time, two figures appeared here out of thin air, looking at the Xue Qinghe in front of them.

Both of them were wearing golden robes, one of them was two meters tall, and his slender figure was as straight and sharp as a javelin.

The other one is 1.8 meters tall, with a burly build, and his eyes are filled with endless killing intent.

The two of them were none other than Snake Spear Douluo She Long, one of the elders of the Wuhun Hall, and Array Douluo Yixue, who was also a titled Douluo who was ordered to protect the young master.

Xue Qinghe sat calmly on the chair, tasting the food on the table indifferently, and then asked: "What do you think of Chenchuan's strength?"

The two titled Douluo looked at each other and said at the same time: "Above us."

Xue Qinghe's right hand suddenly froze, and he nodded subconsciously. The opponent was a ninety-five-level titled Douluo, and She Long and Thorn Blood were both at level ninety-two to ninety-three. They wanted to face him. A ninety-five-level titled Douluo is simply as difficult as climbing to the sky.

But it is not difficult to tell from their expressions that if they really faced Chenchuan, their chance of survival would be almost zero.

"Let's investigate where this guy went and why he was able to break through to the Titled Douluo realm in thirteen years. And judging by his aura, he must have killed a lot of people."

Xue Qinghe is very clever and can naturally find the answer from clues. There are less than a few months left before the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, and nothing is allowed to happen during this period.

She Long asked in a low voice: "Young Master, this son is extremely talented. He was thought to have died young, but now he has returned to the Tiandou Empire and has reached the realm of Titled Douluo. Do you need to tell His Majesty the Pope about this?" ?”

"No."

Xue Qinghe directly stopped him and said: "None of you are allowed to tell anyone about this matter. I have my own uses in Chenchuan. If I can recruit our Wuhun Palace, I will definitely be able to complete the next plan."

Hearing this, Galileo Douluo subconsciously blurted out, "If Young Master thinks so, why didn't you just send him an invitation directly?"

But suddenly, Agedigu Douluo realized that he had talked too much, and immediately lowered his head, "I'm sorry, young master, I have talked too much."

Xue Qinghe just glanced indifferently at the two titled Douluo who were half-kneeling on the ground, and then turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Uncle She Long, Uncle Xue, you guys just handle things according to my instructions. If anything happens, I will personally inform grandpa."

"Yes!"

The two titled Douluo also disappeared out of thin air at this moment, leaving only the special soul power remaining in the air.

Xue Qinghe came to the window with a wine glass, looked at Chenchuan's retreating back, and praised: "It seems that grandpa's guess was right. He really doesn't look like a teenager. Not only can he hide his Your thoughts, speech and demeanor are very calm, I really wonder what you have experienced and why your personality has changed so much."

"However, I hope I will not be your enemy in the future."

...............

The sun is setting in the west and the sun is setting.

Chenchuan, who returned to the Qibao Glazed Sect, was also called over by Ning Fengzhi. After learning that the two of them didn't say much, he was relieved.

Ning Fengzhi was still worried that Chenchuan would be bribed by Xue Qinghe. He knew the prince's character quite well. In order to become the prince of the Tiandou Empire, he had paid a lot.

Now that he has given his personal token to Chuan'er and invited him to dinner, it is inevitable that people will not guess.

Chenchuan smiled slightly and said: "Uncle Ning, there is no need to be so suspicious. I am not very interested in that kind of imperial power. If you don't believe it, Uncle Ning can go and ask."

Ning Fengzhi's frown gradually relaxed, and a smile appeared on his elegant and easy-going cheeks, "Chuan'er, Uncle Ning is not suspicious, he is just asking. Don't take it to heart."

"In less than a few months, there will be the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. Your age is not over the rules of the competition, so why not also participate?"