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

Two thousand-year-old horned scales pulled the carriage smoothly on the road, and the colorful glazed pagoda pattern on the body scattered a soft light under the sunlight.

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

"Fengzhi, are you still worried about Rongrong's affairs? I've just checked, and she should just be a little tired. Sword Douluo, who had closed his eyes and recuperated, asked with his eyes slightly open.

Ning Fengzhi gently stroked his daughter's soft hair, raised his head and smiled bitterly.

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

"You mean Tianchen? His talent is indeed rare in his life. The speed and strength of a single round of cultivation even far exceeded that of Tang Hao and the current Pope Bibi Dong at the same time. Fifteen years old, a fifty-sixth-level soul king, I am afraid that the Douluo Continent has not appeared for tens of thousands of years. Sword Douluo instantly understood, and nodded thoughtfully, but he had always been weak and upright, but there was not the slightest jealousy in his eyes.

Ning Fengzhi took out an ice-blue soft soul beast hair pad from the soul guide and put it under Ning Rongrong's little head, and sat up straight and looked at Sword Douluo.

"Uncle Jian, although his talent is amazing, it is not what worries me the most. Do you know what I see in his eyes? Even though he was hiding deeply, I could sense his ambition. If he is allowed to take charge of the Martial Spirit Hall in the future, there will definitely be a bloody storm on the mainland. ”

"Fengzhi, you are so optimistic about him?" Sword Douluo's face was shocked. This was the second time he had heard Ning Fengzhi praise someone like this. And the first one is the contemporary Pope Bibi Dong who relies on strong means to make the Wuhun Hall more and more powerful.

Ning Fengzhi stroked the jasper wrench on his thumb with his right hand, and glanced at Sword Douluo deeply, "What I'm most worried about is that in the future, Tianchen and Bibi Dong will join forces, when the internal opinions are unified, then there are only two possibilities, one is that there is only one person's voice inside, and the other is that they have reached some kind of consensus." ”

But no matter what the situation was, it was not good news for their Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect.

The open and secret battles between the Pope Sect and the Enshrinement Sect within the Martial Spirit Hall naturally couldn't hide it from him, as the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect. One of the purposes of his visit to Wuhun City this time was to test Bibi Dong's strength, and the other was to confirm the reliability of the news.

Then both of them fell into silence, but what they didn't notice was that there was a faint black air flow lingering in Ning Rongrong's eyebrows, and it didn't take long for it to dissipate.

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A tea shop outside the southern city of Wuhun City.

More than an hour has passed, and except for some discomfort in the meridians, Tianchen is no longer in trouble. The two immortal herbs and four soul bones had made his physical fitness reach a terrifying level. In addition, the black bead that fused with the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, with only the strength of the flesh, was not even under the soul king who had a power-type martial soul.

It's just that after knowing Tianchen's cultivation and identity, the attitude of the tea shop owner has risen from awe to fear, and he doesn't even dare to raise his head to speak.

The gap between the classes on the Douluo Continent was still too big, so Tianchen didn't force it.

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

In the blink of an eye, it was dusk.

The sunset fell in the corner of the teahouse, and the thin air was dyed with a layer of light warmth. The afterglow stained the white clouds wandering in the blue sky, and a carriage was slowly approaching Wuhun City from the south.

Tianchen suddenly opened his eyes, this carriage was no stranger to him, it was the one he had taken when he returned to Wuhun City from Barak City not long ago.

Feeling two familiar breaths when he released his spiritual power, Tianchen stood up very much, with a faint smile on his face.

On the side of the carriage, Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan were also leaning against the window and watching, their hair colors, one green and one silver-white, were particularly eye-catching.

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

As if he had received some order, the coachman first saluted respectfully to Tianchen, and then quickly stood aside again.

Tianchen was slightly stunned, but he quickly reacted, walked to the carriage in person, and opened the door.

"Lingling, Yanyan, this is the first time I've opened a door for someone else." Pushing the car door and looking at Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, who were deliberately sitting upright, Tianchen laughed helplessly.

Dugu Yan was a little better, but Ye Lingling's clear light blue eyes were starlight, and her eyes kept on Tianchen, but Dugu Yan kept holding his hand tightly, so she couldn't get up.

Dugu Yan didn't eat Tianchen at all, jumped out of the carriage and sniffed carefully on Tianchen, and then asked with a smile.

"Count yourself honest, you are in such a hurry to let Ling Ling and me come over, what is the matter?"

Dugu Yan's words made Tian's figure, who was leading Ye Ling out of the carriage, pause smartly.

"Tianchen, what's wrong with you?" Feeling Tianchen's strangeness, Ye Lingling couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at Tianchen suspiciously.

Tianchen had already figured out how to deal with the two of them, led Ye Lingling out of the carriage, and said the lines he had prepared before.

"Can't I let you come over if there's nothing to do? And say yes, you have no interest in where I grew up? ”

Although he was ready for a showdown, it was also after Hu Liena returned, and he still wanted to enjoy the last few days of peace.

Dugu Yan glanced at Tianchen, and Ye Lingling responded coldly. It's just that a smile flashed in the eyes of both of them.

Then the three of them took the carriage back to the manor of the Tianchen family. Hu Yanli, who was left behind by Tianchen, had already returned to the sect, and the little fat man Ma Hongjun also followed Hu Liena to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts, and Tianchen's grandfather, Golden Crocodile Douluo, had been staying in the worship hall for some reason.

At present, in addition to Tianchen, there are only those servants with relatively high status who live in the castle. Including three Soul Saint Cultivators' guard captains, and a team of about 100 soul masters.

These are the real descendants of the Tianchen family.

"Young master, what are they?" When Tianchen took Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan into the manor, the captain of the guard was none other than Zhang Zhen among the three soul saints, a seventy-eight-level strong attack battle soul saint with a powerful winged tiger martial soul.

Zhang Zhen looks like he is about fifty years old, and his figure is very strong. A piece of silver armor slapped on his body, and a fierce aura suddenly came to his face.

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

Tianchen patted Zhang Zhen's shoulder without the slightest slight, and walked into the manor with Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, leaving only a fluttering sentence.

"They're all hostesses here."

"Mistress?!" Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows in surprise, thinking of Hu Liena, who had been paired with his own young master not long ago, he couldn't help but look at the backs of Tianchen and the three of them strangely.

"Do you want to send a few jars of the ancestral tiger bone medicinal wine to the young master?"

As for Hu Liena's matter, as a subordinate, he naturally won't leak it out more.