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

After hearing this, Sword Douluo's expression gradually changed. He could only turn his head silently and look at Chenchuan beside him, wanting to hear what he thought.

This matter is indeed serious. If the other party leaves the Tiandou Empire and returns to the Star Dou Forest while he is not prepared, it will not be that easy to catch him.

The escape of a 100,000-year-old soul beast would even make the world laugh at him.

Chenchuan also said leisurely at this time: "Don't worry, Xiao Wu has the soul mark left by me on her body. If she wants to escape, she doesn't have the ability yet."

The imprint of her soul will accompany her throughout her life, and she only needs one thought to make her miserable.

Besides, Xiao Wu was already extremely afraid of Chenchuan and knew that she had no way of escaping from the latter's hands, so she might as well accept her fate.

Hearing this, Sword Douluo couldn't help but nodded. Since Chuan'er had guaranteed it, as a grandfather, he naturally couldn't continue to say anything.

However, Ning Fengzhi smiled and said: "When Rongrong breaks through level 90 in the future, we can also consider using this girl as Rongrong's ninth soul ring."

Chenchuan glanced at Ning Fengzhi indifferently and said nothing. He did not expect that this guy would actually target him.

Ning Rongrong was so disobedient to him, so it was naturally impossible for Chenchuan to hand over the hundred thousand year soul beast to Ning Rongrong. If he wanted the hundred thousand year soul ring, he would kill it himself.

"Okay, I'm tired, let's go back first."

Chenchuan stood up slowly, glanced at the two grandfathers, turned around and appeared out of thin air, leaving only the one who was still thinking about the future plans of this hundred thousand year old soul beast.

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Qibao Glazed Sect, in the other courtyard.

Xiao Wu sat on a chair, secretly wiping her tears and looking at the scenery outside the window, feeling homesick for her hometown.

If she knew that one day she would become like this, she would never leave the Star Dou Forest.

The forest was protected by the Great Ming and the Second Ming, and no spirit beast or titled Douluo was her opponent. But now, not only did she have to be restricted in her freedom, but she also had to worry about her life all the time.

No one knows what will happen next second.

As the door was pushed open, Chenchuan walked in slowly with a cold face, the aura on his body was looming, as if he might kill her at any time.

Xiao Wu stood up from the chair and said with red eyes: "Are you going to kill me now?"

"Don't worry, keeping you is still useful, I won't kill you now."

Chenchuan glanced at Xiao Wu, then lay down on the bed, picked up the book beside him, and read it with relish.

Xiao Wu walked forward unnaturally. In the past, Chenchuan would beat her to warn her not to break the rules, but now not only did he not beat her, he even lay on the bed directly. There must be a reason for this.

"Senior...Senior..."

"If you have something to talk about, sleep if you have nothing to do."

Chenchuan was in a pretty good mood today. He didn't want to talk to Xiao Wu, so he turned his head away and said.

Xiaowu Beiqi bit her lips and nodded gently. She slowly took off her clothes with her little hands, revealing her flawless white skin, and carefully slipped under the quilt.

After moving a few times, his little head was revealed.

"Senior, you won't hit me?"

After a long pause, Xiao Wu asked softly.

"Grandpa Jian allows you this time, just pretend that nothing happened. But if it happens again, I will lock you in the basement so that you can't even see the sun." Chenchuan responded coldly.

If it weren't for Grandpa Jian's permission, Xiao Wu would naturally not dare to leave rashly and return to Shrek Academy.

So this time it was natural to give her a chance.

Xiao Wu nodded, covering her cheeks that were still a little red and swollen, "Thank you, senior."

"sleep."

Chenchuan's tough attitude sounded again.

Xiao Wu also closed her eyes obediently, her long eyelashes wiggling slightly, as if she didn't want to fall asleep so easily at this time.

But when I woke up again, it was already early the next morning.

Because it was the elite competition of the entire continent's advanced soul master academies, Chen Chuan left the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect early, and Xiao Wu naturally couldn't leave this place because of yesterday's mistake.

At this time, in the Great Soul Fighting Arena of the Tiandou Empire, because of Tang San's abandonment of Shrek Academy, Dai Mubai could only lead everyone to participate in person.

Fortunately, the strength of the people here is not weak, but it is still a narrow victory.

Even Oscar was a little injured because of this, but it was nothing serious.

Emperor Xueye smoothed his pale beard, smiled lightly and said, "It seems that Shrek Academy is indeed a good academy for advanced soul masters. It's a pity that the students' character is not very good."

Ning Fengzhi echoed beside him: "Shrek Academy was founded by Flanders, one of the Golden Triangle, and there are even masters teaching it."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Emperor Xueye also showed a curious expression. Master, who doesn't know that he is a quite worthy person.

"It turns out it was taught by the master, no wonder." At this moment, Salas, who is the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace, also suddenly spoke.

Emperor Xueye turned sideways and asked with a straight face: "Has Bishop Salas also heard of the master?"

Salas grinned and said: "Master, who doesn't know that he is a member of the Golden Triangle? I heard that he also has some relationship with our Wuhun Palace."

Emperor Xueye and Ning Fengzhi looked at each other. He had something to do with Wuhun Palace. It seemed that this master was not reliable either.

They naturally know what is going on in Wuhun Palace, but now that they have a genius named Yu Xiaogang who is famous for his theory, it is no longer fun.

Chenchuan said leisurely: "It's just a master, there's no need to make such a fuss, besides, how can a waste make a difference?"

The corner of Salas's mouth twitched. No matter how much he said that the master had some relationship with Wuhun Palace, if the other party said that, wouldn't it mean that he didn't take Wuhun Palace seriously?

Platinum Bishop Salas straightened up slowly and reminded lightly: "Little friend Chenchuan, although the master is not very powerful, don't forget that his theories are famous throughout the Douluo Continent."

"Then, can we get rid of the indisputable fact that it is waste?"

"You!" Salas was trembling with anger.

This guy obviously didn't take Wuhun Palace seriously, otherwise how could he be so rude?

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Salas also knew that now was not the time to make noise.

He had already reported the news of Chenchuan's return to His Majesty the Pope, but for some unknown reason, His Majesty the Pope had not received any news, which made him extremely surprised.

Could it be that His Majesty the Pope doesn’t take Chenchuan seriously at all?

Sarath was confused.

If such geniuses were left unchecked, it would most likely be a disaster for the Wuhun Palace, but His Majesty the Pope has yet to send anyone to hunt them down, which is a bit unreasonable.

The morning competition ended quickly, and Platinum Bishop Salas immediately wrote another letter, preparing to use flying pigeons to deliver the letter to Wuhun City.

But at this moment, a crisp sound suddenly sounded.

"Salas, long time no see."

As the voice fell, a man in golden armor walked in slowly. The man was holding a chrysanthemum. He looked like he was only in his thirties. He looked extremely coquettish and cynical.

Platinum Bishop Salas immediately stood up and bowed deeply, "I have met the elder."

The person who came was none other than Ju Douluo Yueguan, one of the elders of Wuhun Palace.

Yue Guan looked at Salas in front of him calmly and said, "I heard that Dugu Bo joined some Shrek academy. Do you know about this?"

"Know a thing or two."

Ju Douluo turned around and sat on the chair, played with the chrysanthemum in his hand, took a deep breath, and asked intoxicatedly: "Tell me, why does he go to Shrek Academy to be the so-called guest?"

Platinum Bishop Salas did not dare to neglect, and told the elders in front of him everything that happened, and also told what happened in the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Ju Douluo's demeanor changed, he immediately put down the chrysanthemum in his hand, stood up, and said in a broken voice: "What did you just say, a nineteen-year-old titled Douluo, how is this possible?!"

Salas was sweating profusely and said: "My subordinates dare not deceive the elders. This is indeed a fact... This guy returned from the killing city and has already broken through to the realm of Titled Douluo at a young age, and even possesses a rare hundred thousand year soul ring. "

As soon as these words came out, Ju Douluo's expression became even less calm. He walked in place with a nervous expression and said naturally to himself: "A nineteen-year-old titled Douluo has a hundred thousand year soul ring. Damn it. Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”

Ju Douluo grabbed the latter's neck angrily and cursed: "Do you know what this means?"

Salas was also frightened and hurriedly replied: "Elder, I have told His Majesty the Pope about this incident ten times in a row, but I have never been notified by His Majesty."

"You fart!"

As soon as Salas finished speaking, Ju Douluo kicked Salas in the stomach the next moment. Salas couldn't react in time, and his body instantly flew out and hit the throne in the distance. .

Under the severe pain, Salas opened his mouth wide, as if he was saying something, but in the end he did not convey the words to Ju Douluo's ears.

Ju Douluo shook his right arm angrily, staring with copper bell-like eyes, his voice was extremely sharp, "Salas, I have always been on standby in the Pope's Palace, and I have never received a message from you. How dare you deceive me? Do you want to die?"

Salas's face turned red, he lay on the ground, holding his stomach, and said with all his strength: "Elder Ju, what this subordinate said is true. If you don't believe it, you can read the letter on the table."

Ju Douluo frowned and turned his gaze to the table with hesitation, only to find that what happened was clearly written on it, and it was also the time when he wrote more than a dozen letters.

Seeing this, Ju Douluo realized that he had wrongly blamed Salas, but this matter was indeed serious. Such a young titled Douluo had even surpassed the youngest Tang Hao. If he allowed it to go on, there would be endless troubles.

Ju Douluo sat on the chair, crossed his legs, picked up his anus again, and took a deep breath.