People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

Hotel courtyard.

After laying the packaged spicy rabbit legs in front of his dog son, Ning Xiaotian walked straight into the bedroom. The afternoon sun was extremely hot, and the orange beams of light hit the bed, causing dust to fly and mix with a twisted halo.

After taking off his armor and putting it away into his soul guide, Ning Xiaotian sat cross-legged on the bedside and began to practice the Reincarnation Art with his eyes closed.

After practicing after a battle, the effect is indeed better.

Cultivating in Gengxin City, a city with poor spiritual energy, although the soul power is growing slowly, the mental power is still improving steadily, and now the progress is even more gratifying under the scorching sun. In addition, if you feel it carefully, the murderous aura in your body is completely restrained, and your physical strength is even stronger

, the blood drops in the lower Dantian also increased a bit. I have to say, today is another beautiful day.

Everything that needs to be prepared is ready, and we will go to Wuhun Hall to meet with Wilkin in the evening to explain the matter. It is still early, so practice first, and then practice boxing and sword practice when the sun goes down... Ning Xiaotian

Thinking like this, concentrate on entering the state of cultivation.

"Tatata..." The white-haired puppy ran into the bedroom with padded steps and glanced at the window sill. The sunlight was very dazzling.

He ran away in disgust.

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When we come to the desert city of Gengxin, the night is cold, and the rustling wind blows by, making the windows and doors creak.

This temperature is probably close to below zero... Ning Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes and looked up out of the window. The moon was starless and pitch black. "It's winter after all." He murmured and stood up quickly.

Close the windows.

The climate in desert areas is like this. It is very hot all year round during the day, and it is not the coldest at night, only colder.

Fortunately, he is not afraid of the cold.

Looking at the height of the moon, it should be close to early morning. The one who should hug his wife should have already hugged her tightly. The one who is still running on the street is most likely a single with a cold heart. It's time to go out... Ning Xiaotian touches

He touched his chin, took out the black robe from his soul guide and quickly put it on, gently shook his head downwards, and dropped his robe and hat, covering his eyebrows tightly.

He walked briskly around to the back door, opened it, closed it, and jumped up.

"Someone is watching!" As soon as he reached the wall, he sensed several figures hiding in the darkness around him.

"It's a pity that the perception is still a bit weak." Shaking his head, Ning Xiaotian ignored him and flew away.

The strongest among the secret whistlers were only at the Soul King level, and their mental strength was far below him. It was windy and cold at this time, and the weak breath and sound were completely covered up. It was absolutely impossible to detect him.

Suffer it, brothers.

You don't need to think about it to know that these are most likely people sent by Wuhun Palace. After all, he just offended Bishop Wilkin during the day.

The branch of Wuhun Hall in Gengxin City is located in the northeast. It is the best area in the city. Ning Xiaotian went around in circles and arrived in only a quarter of an hour. This was also thanks to the fact that there were not many pedestrians in the city at night, so he sped up in time.

gained some speed.

What comes into view is a majestic tall building, several meters high. Its white and flat walls tower into the clouds, reflecting brightly under the faint moonlight. Compared with the dark and thick iron lumps thirty meters away, it looks a bit out of place.

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Looking down, there are bright lights on both sides of the gate that is more than ten meters high. There are two armored guards standing on each side. Even in the cold wind, they are standing straight. Not far away, a group of patrolling guards are walking steadily.

, slowly disappearing into the darkness.

Ning Xiaotian looked at each other attentively to make sure no one was peeping around him, and walked straight out of the corridor.

"Who?!" A guard spotted Ning Xiaotian first and shouted lightly with a halberd. The other three companions also immediately looked over after hearing this. Ning Xiaotian didn't say anything, his soul power circulated, and he stepped lightly, more than thirty people

The distance of meters is reached in an instant.

"So fast!" The four guards looked solemn and lowered their bodies subconsciously in an offensive posture. At this time, a cold voice came at the right time: "Take me to see Bishop Wilkin." Before the words could be finished, a beautiful stone appeared.

The token was displayed before their eyes.

The four of them were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes fell on the token. They were suddenly shocked and stood up straight.

He beat his chest with his right hand, bowed his head and said respectfully: "I have seen the elder."

After saying that, the leading guard stepped forward, stretched out his right hand sideways, and made a welcoming gesture: "Elder, please come inside."

The two guards near the door skillfully opened the door. The other one was not idle either. He bowed slightly to Ning Xiaotian, then took a step ahead and ran through the door quickly, apparently to report something.

He is very skilled in business... Ning Xiaotian nodded slightly and followed through the door.

The spacious hall is clean and bright, without any luxurious decorations, but it is white and flawless, giving people a sense of openness and comfort.

The two of them walked step by step, and not long after, Wilkin, wearing a white robe, walked over quickly to greet them.

Seeing Ning Xiaotian wearing a black robe, he immediately understood and waved to the guards following him. After the guards left, he immediately turned sideways, with a respectful look, and said politely: "Elder, please come this way."

Ning Xiaotian nodded and kept up.

This elder looked very young... Wilkin, who turned around and walked in front, was surprised. Although he was blocked by a black hat and couldn't see his full face, his sharp lips and nose and fair face were vaguely recognizable.

He was sentenced to be in his twenties.

He had never heard of an elder in his twenties.

But the tokens cannot be faked, and even the elders of Wuhun Palace dare to fake them, which is simply asking for death.

Could it be His Royal Highness the Holy Son who is traveling? Wilkin couldn't help but secretly think that the Holy Son was suddenly appointed last year. He was recognized by the Pope's Hall and the Enshrined Hall. His status was only under the Pope. Even the Titled Douluo Elders had to obey the orders.

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The power is terrifying.

He also received the news not long after, but he had never seen the real person. He was only told that His Highness the Holy Son had gone on a journey and his whereabouts were secretive. He carried a token with him to identify himself, and all the bishops of Wuhun Palace had to cooperate with him when they saw him.

Is this the one behind you?

But why did the Holy Son come to this desolate and remote Gengxin City? With doubts, Wilkin led Ning Xiaotian into his exclusive office. The spacious room was painted with white walls, and under the glow of the cupboard fire

It looks natural and clean. A long wooden table, a few rattan chairs, and a few green potted plants are the most comforting thing in this windy and sandy city.

"My subordinate Wilkin has met the elder. I wonder what the elder is here for today?" Wilkin closed the door, turned to face Ning Xiaotian, and bowed slightly.

"Bishop Wilkin, there's no need to be polite. We just met this morning. To hide our identity, I'm sorry for the offense, but I hope Bishop Wilkin will understand." Ning Xiaotian said, lifting up his coat and hat, facing Wilkin

Jin Gongshou said politely.

"Are you the Golden Warrior?" Wilkin stared at Ning Xiaotian's familiar silver eyes with a surprised look on his face.

This is no coincidence.

The steward of the arena laughed so wildly this morning, you didn't expect it!

This is the handsome boy from our Wuhun Hall.