Douluo's Golden Crocodile

On a luxurious carriage on the official road outside Wuhun City.

Two thousand-year-old horned horses pulled the carriage smoothly on the road, and the colorful glazed tower pattern on the carriage scattered soft light under the sunlight.

It had been almost an hour since he left Wuhun City, and for some reason Ning Fengzhi had lost his former calmness. Looking at Ning Rongrong sleeping peacefully on his lap, he sighed sadly.

"Fengzhi, are you still worried about Rongrong? I just checked, she is probably just a little tired." Sword Douluo, who had his eyes closed to rest, asked with his eyes slightly opened.

Ning Fengzhi gently stroked her daughter's silky hair, raised her head and smiled bitterly.

"Uncle Jian, I'm not worried about Rongrong."

"Are you talking about Tianchen? His talent is indeed rare in his life. His single-round training speed and strength far exceed that of Tang Hao and the current Pope Bibi Dong at the same time. Fifteen years old, fifty-sixth level Soul King, Douluo Dalu

I'm afraid it hasn't happened in tens of thousands of years." Sword Douluo understood instantly and nodded with deep understanding, but as he was always indifferent and upright, there was no trace of jealousy in his eyes.

Ning Fengzhi took out a soft ice-blue soul beast fur pad from the soul guide and placed it under Ning Rongrong's head. He sat upright and looked at Sword Douluo seriously.

"Uncle Jian, although his talent is amazing, it is not what I am most worried about. Do you know what I saw in his eyes? Even though he hides it deeply, I still feel his strong ambition. If the future lets

If he takes charge of the Wuhun Palace, there will definitely be a bloody storm on the mainland."

"Fengzhi, are you so optimistic about him?" Sword Douluo looked shocked. This was the second time he heard Ning Fengzhi praise a person so much. And the first one relied on strong methods to make Wu

The contemporary Pope Bibi Dong, who is becoming increasingly powerful in the Soul Palace.

Ning Fengzhi stroked the jasper finger on his thumb with his right hand and took a deep look at Sword Douluo, "What I am most worried about is that Tianchen and Bibi Dong will join forces in the future. When the internal opinions are unified, there are only two possibilities. One is

There is only one voice inside, and the other is that they have reached some kind of consensus."

But no matter which situation it is, it is not good news for their Qibao Glazed Sect.

The overt and covert fighting between the Pope Faction and the Enshrined Faction within the Wuhun Palace cannot be hidden from him, as the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect. One of his purposes for coming to Wuhun City this time is to test Bibi Dong's strength, and the other is to confirm the news.

reliability.

The two of them fell into silence after that, but what they didn't notice was that there was a faint black air lingering between Ning Rongrong's eyebrows, and it dissipated not long after.

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The tea shop outside the south city of Wuhun City.

More than an hour has passed. Except for some discomfort in his meridians, Tianchen is no longer seriously injured. Two immortal herbs and four soul bones have brought his physical fitness to a terrifying level. In addition, the fusion of Dark

The black bead of the Evil God Tiger only relies on physical strength, and is not even inferior to the Soul King who has a powerful martial spirit.

But after learning about Tianchen's cultivation and identity, the tea shop owner's attitude had gone from awe to fear, and he didn't even dare to raise his head to speak.

The gap between classes on Douluo Continent is still too big, so Tianchen doesn't force it.

He simply used the soul power in his body to warm his meridians while waiting for the arrival of Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.

In the blink of an eye, it was already dusk.

The setting sun fell in the corner of the teahouse, and the faint fragrance floated, and the thin air was dyed with a layer of light warmth. The afterglow dyed the white clouds wandering in the blue sky red, and a carriage was slowly driving towards Wuhun City from the south.

Tianchen suddenly opened his eyes. This carriage was no stranger to him. It was the one he rode back to Wuhun City from Barak City not long ago.

After releasing his spiritual energy and feeling two familiar breaths, Tianchen stood up for a moment, with a faint smile on his face.

On the other side of the carriage, Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan were also leaning against the window and looking around. Their hair colors, one green and one silver, were particularly eye-catching.

Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan obviously recognized Tianchen, and they tacitly retracted into the carriage. There was still no movement until the carriage stopped in front of Tianchen.

The coachman seemed to have received some order. He first saluted respectfully towards Tianchen and then quickly stood aside.

Tianchen was slightly stunned, but he quickly came to his senses, walked to the carriage himself, and opened the door.

"Lingling, Yanyan, this is the first time I've opened a door for someone else." Tianchen said with a helpless smile as he opened the door and looked at Ye Lingling and Duguyan who were deliberately sitting upright.

Dugu Yan was a little better, but Ye Lingling's clear light blue eyes were twinkling with stars, and her eyes were always focused on Tianchen. It was only Dugu Yan who kept holding his hand tightly that prevented her from getting up.

Dugu Yan didn't like Tianchen's behavior at all. He jumped off the carriage and sniffed Tianchen carefully before asking with a smile.

"If you're being honest, you're so anxious to ask Lingling and me to come over. What's going on?"

Dugu Yan's words caused Tian, ​​who was leading Ye Ling to get off the carriage, to tremble and pause intelligently.

"Tianchen, what's wrong with you?" Sensing Tianchen's strangeness, Ye Lingling couldn't help but open her eyes wide and looked at Tianchen in confusion.

Tianchen had already thought about how to deal with these two people. He led Ye Lingling out of the carriage and said the lines he had prepared before.

"Can't I let you come over if I have nothing to do? And you are saying that you are not interested in the place where I grew up?"

Although he was ready for a showdown, it was only after Hu Liena came back, and he still wanted to enjoy the last few days of stability.

Dugu Yan rolled his eyes at Tianchen, and Ye Lingling responded indifferently. But there was a hint of smile in the eyes of both of them.

Then the three of them took a carriage and returned to the Tianchen family's manor. Hu Yanli, who was left behind by Tianchen, had already returned to the sect. The fat boy Ma Hongjun also followed Hu Liena to the Star Dou Forest to hunt soul beasts, and Grandpa Tianchen

Golden Crocodile Douluo has been staying in the Enshrinement Hall recently for some unknown reason.

Apart from Tianchen, the only people currently living in the castle are those servants with relatively high status, including three guard captains with Soul Saint cultivation, and a team of about a hundred soul masters.

These are the true direct descendants of the Tianchen family.

"Master, who are they?" When Tianchen entered the manor with Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, the guard captain he met was Zhang Zhen, one of the three soul saints, a level 78 attack-type fighting soul saint.

, possessing a powerful winged tiger spirit.

Zhang Zhen looked about fifty years old, with a very strong build. With a silver armor on his body, a fierce aura suddenly came to him.

Ye Lingling, who was an auxiliary soul master, couldn't help but lean behind Tianchen. However, both of them looked at Tianchen expectantly, and were very concerned about how Tianchen would answer.

Tianchen patted Zhang Zhen on the shoulder without any pretense, and walked into the manor with Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, leaving only a fleeting word.

"They will all be the mistresses here from now on."

"Mistress?!" Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows in surprise. Thinking of Hu Liena, who had recently become a couple with his young master, he couldn't help but look at the backs of Tianchen and the others in a strange way.

"Would you like to give the young master a few jars of the tiger bone medicinal wine passed down from our family?"

As for Hu Liena's matter, as a subordinate, he would naturally not talk too much about it.