Douluo's Golden Crocodile

Late at night, the stars are dotted.

A convoy of a hundred people was rapidly traveling through the northwest frontier of the Star Luo Empire, giving this quiet valley a sense of solemnity. The convoy surrounded the most luxurious carriage in the center, and soft glazed lights shone from inside the carriage.

Spreading out, the light flickered and soon left the territory of the Star Luo Empire.

"Young Master, we will arrive at Wuhun City in about an hour." Uzi's respectful voice came from outside the carriage.

After a long journey, the sky had turned slightly white at this time, and a trace of dew wetted Uzi's clothes, but it was quickly dried under the influence of the soul power.

Tianchen slowly opened his eyes and ended his practice.

"Go ahead and tell everyone to slow down."

This place is already within the area controlled by Wuhun Palace, and there are many powerful warriors from Wuhun Palace stationed around it. Even if Yang Wudi, a Soul Douluo, catches up, he will only be surrounded and killed.

"Yes, Master." Uzi responded quickly and wisely did not disturb him again.

Ye Lingling, who was leaning in Tianchen's arms, had woken up at some point. She was listless and her face was a little pale. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart when she remembered Tianchen's stern appearance when he massacred Miemin's clan.

If possible, she would rather Tianchen was just an ordinary noble child. Although Tianchen's current identity and status have brought a lot of help to her family, she feels a little more uneasy in her heart.

Sensing something strange about Ye Lingling, Tianchen lowered his head, looked at Ye Lingling's delicate light blue eyes, and couldn't help but ask doubtfully.

"What's wrong? Ling Ling?"

Ye Lingling pursed her lips and sighed softly.

"nothing."

Although Ye Lingling had a faint smile on her face, Tianchen could feel the bitterness in her eyes.

However, he didn't say any more. Sometimes, actions can better express his feelings. He gently stroked Ye Lingling's long, silky silver hair with his right hand, and in his increasingly blurred eyes, Tianchen slowly leaned over.

The carriage continued to drive and finally arrived at Wuhun City when the sun was rising. The majestic motorcade was very eye-catching on the bustling streets of Wuhun City. After a while, everyone returned to the manor.

During this trip to wipe out the Min clan, this team of 100 soul masters belonging to the Tianchen family only suffered some minor injuries. Tianchen took out 10,000 gold soul coins from the soul guide and asked Zhang Zhen and the others to lead everyone

After going down to rest, he and Ye Lingling returned to the room in the castle.

"Lingling, please take a rest first."

"Yes." Ye Lingling responded obediently, with a hint of blush on her fair and pretty face, and she leaned in front of Tianchen.

Tianchen's previous soothing effect was still very obvious. Such physical contact without distance allowed Ye Lingling to vent the pressure in her heart invisibly.

She is also a soul master? Naturally, she knows the cruelty of the soul master world? So more, she just needs someone to guide her through this hurdle.

Holding Ye Lingling's gentle little hand with his backhand, Tianchen felt relieved again. It wasn't until Ye Lingling fell into a deep sleep that he gently exited the room and came to the hall on the first floor of the castle.

Before going to Death Canyon to practice, he also needs to do some preparations. Death Canyon is actually also a gathering place for soul beasts, and there are many powerful soul beasts with more than ten thousand years of cultivation.

But on the mainland, there are very few soul masters who go here to hunt soul beasts. First, because the Death Canyon only belongs to Wuhun Palace. Except for the internal personnel of Wuhun Palace, others are not allowed to enter. What if you dare to break in without permission?

Then Wuhun Palace will kill the intruders at all costs.

And those who can be allowed to enter Death Canyon? Only the real senior leaders of Wuhun Palace, or like Tianchen and Hu Liena, have elders who are respected in Wuhun Palace behind them.

As for the reason why Wuhun Palace attaches so much importance to Death Canyon, as the grandson of Golden Crocodile Douluo, the second worshiper in Wuhun Palace, Tianchen is one of the few people who knows the truth.

Tianchen was leaning on the sofa in the center of the hall. More than ten maids in pleated skirts were quietly waiting on both sides, serving tea.

A map made of unknown material was laid flat on the table. Is this the map of Death Canyon? There are dense markings on it, as well as some regional precautions.

Tianchen keeps these in mind? With his current mental strength, he can basically achieve photographic memory. His eyes scanned the map one by one. But when he saw the annotation in the center of the map, his eyes became a little frozen.

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"Lake of Death? I don't know whether what grandpa said is true or not. If it is true as recorded in the Wuhun Palace, then he is definitely the best choice in the past five thousand years."

"Master, the carriage is ready, do you want to go over now?" Just as Tianchen was deep in thought, a hoarse and strange voice came from outside the hall.

The person coming was Uzi, and behind Uzi was an extremely luxurious and magnificent carriage. The two thousand-year-old Vajra tigers pulling the carriage even let out a flattering whimper towards Tianchen.

Thinking that he still had business to do next, Tianchen didn't want to waste time here. He put the map of Death Canyon into the soul guide, came to Uzi and nodded.

"Go over now."

After saying that, Tianchen got on the carriage, leaned against the window and continued to think about the previous matter. Uzi also wisely did not interrupt the performance, and drove the carriage smoothly and slowly left the manor.

The destination of Tianchen's trip was not inside Wuhun City, but a manor about 20 kilometers outside the city. With the speed of two thousand-year-old Vajra Tigers pulling the carriage, in less than half an hour, the carriage had stopped steadily.

At the main entrance of the manor.

The manor is surrounded by a fine iron fence that is five meters high. Two squads of soul masters in black armor are patrolling alternately around the manor.

However, after recognizing the golden crocodile king embroidery pattern on the carriage, the two teams of spirit masters opened the door respectfully without questioning.

By this time, Tianchen had already come to his senses and looked at the various herbs grown in the manor with a playful smile on his lips.

As if he felt something, Tianchen suddenly looked towards the south of the manor. A slender old man was carefully taking care of the newly planted herbs in the medicine shop.

The old man's body shape is somewhat similar to Bai He, the leader of the Min clan whom Tianchen had seen before, but he is taller. His hair is not as white as Bai He's, but a head of black hair that has not been taken care of for a long time. His face is ruddy, but his eyes are

But it's a little dim, like glass beads that have lost their luster.

"Didn't I say not to disturb me anymore? Don't you even give me this little freedom?" The old man also noticed Tianchen's gaze and roared in a somewhat crazy tone.