People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

The middle-aged soul master was very shocked. He would awaken the soul masters of the Tiandou royal family every year, but he had never seen a soul master with innate soul power.

Ning Fengzhi was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Jun Yi to be a genius with innate soul power, which was even higher than his daughter's talent.

"It's a pity that his martial soul is just a fruit, and he can only become an auxiliary soul master in the future." Ning Fengzhi sighed inwardly.

Xue Qinghe's face was full of joy. He quickly held Jun Yi's hand and said excitedly: "Xiao Yi, you are actually born with full soul power!"

"What, Xiao Yizi, you are actually born with full soul power. This must be a lie. It's a lie."

Ning Rongrong walked to Jun Yi, grabbed his other arm and shook it, looking extremely unhappy.

But the joy she tried so hard to hide had already been seen by Ning Fengzhi.

"Hehe, be envious!" Jun Yi replied.

Xue Qinghe gently stroked Jun Yi's head and warned: "Xiao Yi, you and Rongrong play here for a while. The teacher and I will go to see our father and we will be back soon."

"Okay, brother Qinghe, leave it to me." Jun Yi patted his chest and promised.

Xue Qinghe stood up and walked toward the royal study room with Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, leaving behind two six-year-old children.

Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, took Jun Yi's right arm and shook it, eager to see what his martial spirit was.

"Obey, show me!"

Jun Yi explained helplessly: "My martial soul was eaten by me and I can't summon it anymore."

Ning Rongrong didn't believe it at all. When she saw Jun Yi's martial spirit just now, Ning Rongrong judged that he must be a food-based soul master. Therefore, even if the summoned martial spirit was eaten, it could be summoned again.

"I don't believe it, you just don't want to show it to me!"

Jun Yi spread his hands and explained: "Really, I never lie to others. My martial soul was eaten by me, but I gained other abilities. Do you want to see it?"

"What ability?"

Jun Yi wanted to tease Ning Rongrong and said, "I won't tell you, I won't tell you!"

"you!"

Ning Rongrong's face turned red with anger, and she clenched her fist to hit Jun Yi's chest.

"ROOM."

The blue hemisphere in Jun Yi's palm suddenly enlarged and turned into a blue and transparent closed space, enveloping him and Ning Rongrong. Jun Yi could only see Jun Yi raising his left index finger.

Ning Rongrong jumped into the air, and Jun Yi, who was originally in front of her, appeared behind her.

Ning Rongrong looked back at Jun Yi and found that it was not Jun Yi who moved behind him, but the two people's positions had been exchanged.

"This is one of my abilities. I can control everything in the ROOM and exchange their positions at will."

Jun Yi explained with a stinking look on his face. It has to be said that the ability of the surgical fruit is quite suitable for showing off. If he stood behind the team and used ROOM, he could control the entire situation on the field with just the movement of his fingers. That would be really cool. Yes, it’s so cool!

"Wow, what a magical ability! So you are not an auxiliary soul master anymore?"

Jun Yi waved his hand and said with a cool look on his face: "No, I am a serious control type soul master. Auxiliary type? Not even a dog."

"What did you say?!"

"That's bad, I said the wrong thing."

Jun Yi immediately realized that he had gone too far in pretending, and even scolded Ning Rongrong beside him. Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi was not here, otherwise he might have lost his skin today.

"Run!"

Jun Yi knew that Ning Rongrong was definitely going to beat him up, so he made the wisest choice and ran away!

Jun Yi transformed into Bolt and started running around the entire knight training ground. Ning Rongrong followed closely behind, and his speed was not much slower than Jun Yi.

The other soul masters in the training ground also smiled and watched the pair of living treasures chasing and playing...

In the Tiandou Palace, Emperor Xueye was complaining to Ning Fengzhi with a sad look on his face, saying:

"How could such an accident happen to Chuan'er? Riding and shooting is obviously his best skill, so why did he fall off the horse?"

Ning Fengzhi comforted him: "Your Majesty, His Highness the Second Prince is still under treatment. Good luck has its own destiny. I believe that the Second Prince will be fine."

"Father, I have found out that my second brother drank too much before riding and shooting, so he lost his balance while riding the horse, which is why such an accident happened." Xue Qinghe explained.

"Drinking too much?"

"Yes, Father."

Xue Ye gave Xue Qinghe a thoughtful look, then shook his head and sighed: "I just hope Chuan'er can survive this."

At this moment, a guard hurriedly came to the palace, knelt down and said:

"Your Majesty, the second prince Xue Luochuan has passed away."

"this...."

Xue Ye's heart suddenly went cold. Among his sons, the most talented one was the second. Not only did he do everything in detail, but he was also quite talented in political sense.

Xue Ye had always trained him as a prince, but he didn't expect to receive such bad news.

"What did you say? Second brother, is he dead?"

Xue Qinghe was stunned when he heard this, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, looking extremely sad, but then he turned around and knelt down to salute Xue Ye, saying: "My condolences on Father's Day, although my second brother has passed away, please still ask me Take care of your dragon body.”

"Um."

Emperor Xue Ye responded softly, and the sadness in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a look of determination.

"Qinghe, I will leave it to you to handle your second brother's funeral. You must give your second brother a glorious funeral."

"Yes! I obey the order." Xue Qinghe nodded and left immediately.

As soon as Xue Qinghe left, Ning Fengzhi saw the emotion in Emperor Xueye's eyes and asked, "Your Majesty, please forgive Fengzhi for talking too much. Do you suspect that Qinghe did this?"

"As expected of Sect Master Ning, he saw through my thoughts right away." Xue Ye smiled faintly, but his tone suddenly turned cold, and said: "This matter must be investigated clearly. If there is really evidence that Qinghe is responsible, then he Don’t do this prince.”

"What if we can't find it?"

"If we can't find it, then this matter has nothing to do with Qinghe. Qinghe may also compete for the crown prince's position."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly to express his agreement. After the two chatted for a while, they asked to leave.

After Ning Fengzhi left, Xue Ye called his younger brother Xuexing and said, "Please help me check whether this matter has anything to do with Haizang."

After hearing Xue Ye's instructions, Xue Xing's face changed slightly and said, "You mean, you suspect that the death of Luo Chuan was caused by the prince?"

Xue Ye sighed and said: "I am just guessing. Please check it for me. I will personally investigate the Qinghe side. If there is no problem with Hai Zang, then I guessed wrong."

"I understand, Your Majesty."

"Then you go down. You all go down too." Xue Ye waved his hand and dismissed Xue Xing and all the guards.

Emperor Xueye was the only one left in the huge imperial study, and he looked sad and thoughtful.

"Think about it, it's almost time. I took action at this time back then, maybe this is fate."

…

The news of the unexpected death of the second prince Xue Luochuan spread throughout the palace, and was enveloped in a solemn and majestic atmosphere.

Jun Yi and Ning Rongrong were also very understanding and knew that they could not cause any more trouble at this time. They found an open place to sit down and quietly waited for the adults to return.

But the child could not be idle after all. Ning Rongrong held her chin with both hands and complained:

"Why isn't dad here yet? I'm almost bored to death. Jun Yi, why don't you do some somersaults for me and make me happy?"

Jun Yi was speechless and said, "No, Miss Ning, did you really treat me like a monkey?"

"Aren't you? Just tell me whether you can turn it over or not? If you refuse, I will tell Grandpa Jian what you said about me!" Ning Rongrong threatened.

"Miss, please stop making trouble. Otherwise, I'll give you a gift and you can stop saying that, okay?"

Jun Yi took out a small bottle from his ring. It was only the size of a child's palm, but it looked very delicate, but there was a pacifier on the bottle mouth that a child sucked on...