People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

In the bedroom, Dugu Yan woke up quietly, raised his hands lightly, and felt empty in regret.

She lazily rubbed the corners of her eyes and stood up. The watery satin nightgown floated down, and her chest was bulging high, reflecting her beautiful figure. She lowered her head and looked at the empty space and the sleeping girl beside her.

Shi Shiran got out of bed on tiptoes, walked to the dressing table and called toward the bathroom, "Xiaotian?"

There was no response. She muttered while washing herself, "Did you go downstairs?"

After washing, Dugu Yan walked towards the bed again, preparing to wake up Ye Lingling. Halfway there, his sharp eyes caught sight of the water glass on the desk and the stack of letters underneath.

"Letter?" Thinking of some terrible possibility, she froze and quickly walked to the desk, moved the water glass, and saw the four characters "Yan'er personally expresses it".

Her pretty rosy face turned pale inexplicably. Dugu Yan quickly picked up the letter, tore it open, took out the paper and started reading, her hands trembling slightly, and her clear eyes gradually filled with water.

An hour later, the Qibao Glazed Sect.

"Fengzhi, do you want to send your disciples to recover Tian'er immediately?" Sword Douluo looked at the two sobbing girls not far away. Even Zhang Fanghua, who was holding them in his arms, had red eyes and felt that his heart was about to break.

Already.

"With me and Old Bones, we should be able to find it." He added while stroking his hands.

"It's useless!" Ning Fengzhi held the letter and shook his head, "Since Tian'er left the letter, he must have made sufficient preparations. I'm afraid he has already left Tiandou Imperial City and can't find it."

"Feng Zhi, what should we do? Tian'er is an auxiliary soul master, how dangerous it is to be alone outside!" Zhang Fanghua kept stroking the beautiful shoulders of the two women with his hands, twitching his white nose, with a worried look on his face.

"Is there no danger?" Ning Fengzhi pondered, "Tian'er is good at using poison. According to the letter, the poison he has stored in his body is enough to massacre a small town, so we can rest assured."

"Besides, with Tian'er's intelligence, his sect's secret knowledge, and his strong mental strength and good perception, it is not difficult to escape even if he encounters a strong enemy." Ning Fengzhi touched his chin and nodded: "

Our Tian'er is not the one who suffers the consequences..."

After a pause, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned to look at Zhang Fanghua, his eyes narrowed, "I have some doubts about Tian'er's true intention of this trip..."

Sword Douluo followed Ning Fengzhi's gaze and saw that his youth and spirit were shattered... He suddenly woke up, "Is it for God...", his voice stopped abruptly. Obviously, this kind of thing was too unrealistic.

"There is such a possibility!" Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly and nodded slightly, "Six years ago, Ju Douluo mentioned this possibility in front of Tian'er. Tian'er may have been thinking about it, and regarding this information,

Wuhun Palace has the most say."

"It is rumored that the Wuhun Palace was established by such beings, and the inherited martial souls of the Qianjia also came from this. Tian'er once entered the library of the Wuhun Palace, and I am afraid it was intentional. I think I did learn some information.

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"God?" Zhang Fanghua didn't know why, and the two of them seemed to be playing riddles.

"Hua'er, it's okay! You should take Yan'er and Lingling back to your room to rest. When Tian'er goes out for a trip, I will send someone to notify Wuhun Palace to help search and protect him secretly," Ning Fengzhi said softly.

Zhang Fanghua subconsciously felt that Ning Fengzhi was hiding something, but her husband didn't want to say anything. It seemed that there were some sect secrets involved, and she didn't feel like asking too much. She could only nod her head and go back to the room to rest with the two girls in her arms.

After the three girls left, Ning Fengzhi solemnly said: "Uncle Jian, before Elder Dugu comes back, you immediately set off for Wuhun Palace. I will announce your appointment with Wuhun Palace to the public in three days. You take the opportunity to go

Inform Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong of this matter and ask them to send people to pay attention to Tian'er's movements. Also, send this letter to Na'er!"

As he said that, he handed over the letter written by Ning Xiaotian for Hu Liena, with a solemn look on his face, "Even if Tian'er finds the inheritance place of God, it will probably not be easy to succeed. We must not let Tian'er put himself in danger.

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The legend of becoming a god in mainland China can be traced back thousands of years. There have been countless years in between. No one has ever been heard of succeeding. The dangers can be imagined.

"Okay, I'll leave now!" Sword Douluo's expression also froze, he took the letter, cupped his hands, and left quickly.

Ning Fengzhi turned to look at Gu Douluo, "Uncle Gu, we have the Wuhun Palace to help with this matter. You don't have to worry about it. Just travel with peace of mind. It would be great if you can meet Tian'er. If you can't, don't worry too much."

Take heart."

"Yes, I understand." Bone Douluo nodded slightly. In the vast sea of ​​people, searching for a person is like finding a needle in a haystack. It is indeed safer to let Wuhundian, who understands the situation, block people at the end directly.

"Then it's settled. I have to go to the palace now and hand over Tian'er's letter to Xue'er." Ning Fengzhi sighed. There were already two people crying at home, and the daughter-in-law outside didn't know what to make of it.

The identity is not simple, I'm afraid it won't turn the world upside down.

Moreover, according to what his son said in his letter, he will return from traveling before the next Soul Master Competition.

A whole 5 years...

.....

Notting City, outside the city.

Ning Xiaotian stopped the carriage, crawled into the woods, took off his women's clothes, and regained his masculinity.

After entering the city, I quickly found a barber shop and got a refreshing short haircut.

The front hair is parted in the middle and falls in the wind on the eyebrows. The temples and ears are like sword tips. The back hair is lightly sprinkled on the neck. The sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes have a majestic expression. They are less elegant and more formidable and heroic.

Wearing a white waisted robe, with gold patterns embroidered on the skirt, shoulders and arms, the sleeves stopped at the elbows, with silver wrist guards downwards, and the black boots moved vigorously, causing dust to fly.

Half an hour later, Ning Xiaotian arrived at the gate of Notting College.

Looking at the door in front of him, he narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "I don't know if Xiao Wu is there..."

During the Soul Master Competition, he had learned from Ju Douluo that Bibi Dong had not carried out soul hunting operations in the past few years, and was still sending people to track the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, and was determined not to give up until it was killed.

In the past five years, the scout team has lost track of it several times, which made Bibi Dong very angry. However, during the tracking and observation process, the Dark Night Evil Tiger revealed several strange abilities, which made Bibi Dong attach great importance to it.

According to Ju Douluo, the approximate area of ​​activity of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger has been figured out. As soon as the elders have absorbed the herbs this time, Bibi Dong will personally lead a team to kill him.

"That is to say, if Xiao Wu's mother was not eaten by some awesome spirit beast, she should not be dead." Ning Xiaotian touched his chin and thought to himself: "Then will Xiao Wu turn into a human form and come to the human world?

Woolen cloth?"

"Hey, that kid in front of you, what are you doing standing there? Sneaking around..." In the distance, the guard waved his stick and shouted loudly, running over quickly. When he reached not far from Ning Xiaotian,

The voice stopped suddenly, and his face looked frightened.

He quickly put the stick behind his back, trembling all over, wanting to retreat but not daring to retreat, so he could only bite the bullet and step forward: "Soul...Master Soul Master!"

"Well..." Ning Xiaotian turned around, wiped the soul badge issued by Wuhun Palace in his hand, and said calmly: "Lead the way, I want to see the dean of your college."

"Sir, I'm so ignorant, but I still hope that Master Soul Master will be honest!" The guard wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Don't worry, you won't lose your job." Ning Xiaotian curled his lips, "In the future, change your temper and be more easygoing. If you met someone with a bad temper just now, your family should help you buy a coffin."

"Yes...yes...that's what you said!" The guard broke into a cold sweat and nodded repeatedly, "Sir Soul Master, please come this way."

"Just lead the way!" Ning Xiaotian nodded slightly.

"Okay... okay..." The guard quickly turned around and moved forward.

You can tell at a glance whether he is there or not, so he just came to try his luck... Ning Xiaotian walked without any worries.