Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"You are Dao Feng, you are really a good-looking talent!" The middle-aged man in Wuhun Palace steward's robe before leaving the guard walked up to Dao Feng and stretched out his hand.

Dao Feng held his hand and said with a smile: "I'm overwhelmed, I don't know your name yet."

The smile on the middle-aged man's face became a little bit thicker, and he warmly waved the blade's hand and said: "I dare not be a big name, I am Cheng Zhu, the steward of the Wuhun Palace."

"Jiu Yang." Dao Feng said with a smile.

How can a middle-aged person not know that the blade is just a courtesy, but this is a respect, not hypocrisy.

"Haha, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me, Your Excellency Blade. Bishop Harveys has been waiting for you for a long time!" Cheng Zhu didn't intend to spend too much time on these polite words, and directly bowed slightly to signal Blade.

"Please take care of me." Dao Feng returned the salute with a smile.

"Your Excellency Blade, you are being polite. It's just a matter of duty. Please follow me." Cheng Zhu shook his head and turned to lead the way.

On the front that Dao Feng couldn't see, Cheng Zhu nodded slightly, and after a short contact, he looked at Dao Feng again.

The long aisle is as calm and serious as ever. The only decoration is the statue of the God of Light, and there are guards standing guard at every corner.

Dao Feng's face was not very plain, but in his heart he sighed at the strength of the Wuhun Hall, these guards all started at least level [-]!

He had never seen this kind of battle in Emperor Xue Ye's palace!

And the manager in front of him who looks shrewd and sociable, although he looks like a businessman from the outside, is actually a level 67 soul master!

"I often hear people say that Your Excellency Blade's appearance and demeanor are not like ordinary people, but when I saw it today, it was as rumored." Steward Cheng Zhu, who was leading the way, suddenly turned back and smiled.

Dao Feng smiled and shook his head: "It's just appearance, and it can't be eaten. The foundation of our generation of soul masters is soul power."

"Hahaha, I agree with the second half of the sentence of Your Excellency Blade, but with all due respect for the first half, I strongly disagree!" Cheng Zhu laughed.

"Director Cheng is an interesting person..."

The two chatted forward.

Bright lights illuminated the hallway.

Dao Feng and Director Cheng Zhu were standing in front of a gate guarded by two guards in light armor.

"Master Bishop, Your Excellency Blade is here!" The moment Cheng Zhu stood in front of the door, the smile on his face disappeared, and there was still a trace of fear in his eyes.

Pay attention to the official account: Kanwen base, pay attention to get cash and coins!

"Come in." An old and deep voice came from the door.

Cheng Zhu slowly opened the door.

"Your Excellency Blade, please!"

Dao Feng bowed slightly to Cheng Zhu and stepped in behind.

"boom!"

The door closed slowly.

This is the office area of ​​Bishop Harveys. The lighting is good, the layout is a bit rigid and upright, but it is very neat and tidy. Everything is tightly organized, even every official document on the desk of Bishop Harveys is neatly arranged. Meticulous.

Covered by the halo outside the window, Bishop Harveys is an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a platinum crown and snow-white Wuhun Temple bishop's uniform. At that time, he was calmly looking at the blade with a pair of old and drowsy pupils.

In the plain, there is endless majesty, like a silent volcano, which is harmless to humans and animals before erupting, but once it erupts, it will make people tremble.

Dao Feng was not afraid of his gaze, and smiled; "You are Bishop Harveys, right? It's an honor to meet you."

"Sit." After Harveys looked back, a brown and black ancient armchair appeared in front of the desk with a wave of his hand.

Dao Feng thanked him, sat down naturally, looked at the old man in front of him, and waited for him to get straight to the point.

Yes, this kind of let won't waste too much time on courtesies.

"Do you know why you are looking for you?" Harveys looked at Dao Feng and opened his mouth. His eyes were separated like a knife. Under such eyes, if the will is not firm, it will be ugly.

Dao Feng smiled calmly and shook his head: "I also ask Bishop Harveys to be frank, I really don't know."

"Because of this." Harveys pushed the letter paper on the desk towards the blade with his thin fingers.

Daofeng took it and looked at the contents carefully.

I saw: the blade that handed the letter to Shrek.

The handwriting is like a knife, but it does not show killing intent, but gives people a sense of indifference.

Push the letter back.

"Any thoughts?" Harveys looked at the blade quietly.

"I don't feel anything." Dao Feng spread his hands.

"This is a letter from His Majesty the Pope." Havis's old eyes became sharp at this moment, and he just looked at the blade indifferently.

"I guessed it, otherwise who would dare to speak to you in such an orderly tone?" Dao Feng smiled and tapped the letter paper calmly.

"But I guess Big Boss Bibi Dong, the letter that Bibi Hawes asked you to hand over to me must not be this."

"It is a crime of disrespect to call the Pope directly." Havis narrowed his eyes a little, and the air in the office seemed to freeze at this moment.

"My lord bishop, I have read a lot of books. Don't try to lie to me. This is not one of the three thousand crimes recorded in the "Law of Heaven Dou." Dao Feng smiled lightly, although his body was heavy due to the blessing of soul pressure Ruo Qianjin, but he didn't have much influence on him.

"There is no "Law of Heaven Dou", but the Pope's crown cannot be profaned." Havis's eyes flashed a moment of astonishment before returning to calm.