Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

Chapter 14 The sword is not arrogant, and the anger is not angry [Please collect and read]

After retracting the system, Chenchuan turned around and looked at the two figures standing not far away with astonishment on their faces.

"How did you come?"

Sword Douluo swallowed his saliva, walked forward slowly, looked at the dead Titled Douluo, and asked, "Chuan'er, is this guy...?"

"People from the Killing City."

Chenchuan responded calmly, and then waved his right hand. The old man in black robe, who had long since lost his life, turned into a ball of powder and disappeared completely.

Gu Rong couldn't help but frown. People from the killing capital, what is he doing here?
  Just after they felt the aura of Titled Douluo, they rushed here non-stop, just because they were afraid that Tang Hao would take this opportunity to take action against Chuan'er.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a strong man sent by the King of Slaughter.

Sword Douluo frowned and asked, "Chuan'er, didn't you say that the King of Slaughter is your teacher? Why did he send someone to kill you?"

Chenchuan picked up the soul guide that fell on the ground and said indifferently: "The King of Slaughter seems to have accepted me as his disciple, mainly because he wants to leave the City of Slaughter and make me the new King of Slaughter. "

There is a special restriction in the Killing City. Anyone who becomes the King of Killing is not allowed to leave this place for a long time, otherwise the rules of the Killing City will be obliterated.

At the time, Chenchuan also accidentally learned the news and left that ghost place after obtaining the Killing God Realm.

Now that he has not returned for several days, the King of Slaughter is obviously unable to sit still.

After hearing this, Sword Douluo also clenched his fists and frowned. It seemed that the people in the Killing City were a group of guys who didn't understand human nature. If there was a chance in the future, he would definitely destroy the Killing City.

"Grandpas, please go back and rest early. It's getting late and there are other things to do tomorrow."

Chenchuan turned his face sideways and looked at Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo behind him, and then the whole person disappeared out of thin air like a ghost.

Sword Douluo sighed and stood with his hands behind his hands, feeling disappointed: "Chuan'er's personality has indeed changed a lot. Looking back on those years..."

Speaking of this, Sword Douluo couldn't help but get mist in his eyes. The child back then was no longer there, and the only one left was the decisive and decisive Chuan'er.

Bone Douluo patted Sword Douluo's shoulder and said, "Old guy, Chuan'er has grown up, and we, the older generation, have gradually withdrawn from the stage of this world."

"This generation of people will definitely be better than our generation."

Ken Dao Chen nodded seriously, turned around and followed Bone Douluo and left the place.

Perhaps Chuan'er's future will be even more exciting. Whether the Chen family can return to its former glory depends on him.

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At dawn the next day, the golden rooster announced the dawn.

In the empty outer courtyard of the Qibao Glazed Sect, a figure was quickly shuttled back and forth.

Following the ripples on the lake, the long sword in his hand danced as if in panic.

Every dance of the sword will shake the world.

Sword Qi Lingyun.

The lake surface boiled, and the bamboo leaves all over the sky were attracted by the sword energy, forming a -meter-high whirlpool.

It can be called peerless.

As the bamboo leaves fell, the sword energy that surged before was completely gone.

"The sword is not arrogant, the anger is not angry, the spirit is as crackling as thunder, and the heart is as motionless as the ice lake. What a good sword, Chuan'er is really the only genius my grandpa has seen in his life."

Jian Daochen nodded with satisfaction. At Chuan'er's age, he was just an ordinary soul sect. Now that his grandson has reached the realm of Titled Douluo, he also showed a satisfied expression. Chenchuan stood with his sword on his back, turned around, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and immediately asked: "Grandpa, why are you here so early?"

Chen Xin smiled and said, "I am your grandfather, isn't it natural to care about my grandchildren?"

"By the way, are you still going to Yuexuan?"

"Tang Yuehua went to the palace today, so he gave me a day off."

Chenchuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, took back his martial spirit, came to the pavilion in the courtyard, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Xiao Wu thoughtfully gave him a towel and poured him a glass of water.

Now she cannot leave this courtyard and can only wander around. Although her freedom is restricted, she is still alive after all.

Chenchuan poured the water in the cup into the clear fish pond and said calmly: "The tea is cold."

Xiao Wu immediately said: "I'm going to make hot tea now, please wait a moment."

Watching Xiao Wu leave, Sword Douluo also nodded with satisfaction. Letting her survive was already the greatest forgiveness. Naturally, he had to obey unconditionally. Otherwise, if he needed the soul ring and soul bones someday, he would take them from her. .

"Chuan'er, today Fengzhi is going to meet the prince Xue Qinghe, you should go too."

"What should I do?" Chenchuan asked.

When he was young, he had met the prince Xue Qinghe, but the Xue Qinghe at that time, who was now Qian Renxue, was only a teenager.

The relationship between the two is not deep, and they are not too familiar.

"Xue Qinghe learned that you were back and wanted to see you, so Fengzhi wanted to take you with him."

Ning Fengzhi has now become the teacher of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, and sometimes he needs to go to the palace to discuss with him. Moreover, many people in the Tiandou Empire royal family support the Qibao Glazed Sect, and they send a large amount of funds every year.

Help sect development planning and construction.

As the sect leader, Ning Fengzhi naturally had to go to the palace from time to time to talk about life with the dignitaries.

Chenchuan nodded slightly: "Okay, when will we set off?"

"Let's go now, Fengzhi is waiting for you outside the sect."

There were not many people who could make Ning Fengzhi wait. Sometimes, the two elders, namely Chen Xin Gu Rong, needed to appear beside the sect leader in advance to ensure his safety.

Auxiliary soul masters are the most vulnerable. Even if Ning Fengzhi has reached the seventy-ninth level of cultivation, any attack soul master can kill him.

Unless he has the means to protect himself, or is followed by a strong person to ensure the safety of the sect leader, there is only one word waiting for him, 'death'

Chenchuan nodded, then glanced at Xiao Wu who was boiling water and said, "No, I'll go out for a while, and you can practice here."

Xiao Wu turned her head and found that the courtyard was already empty. Not to mention people, there wasn't even a bird.

Seeing that no one was there, Xiao Wu put down the firewood in her hands and walked to the door cautiously. She pushed the door open with her little hands, but the moment she stepped out with her right foot, a strong energy hit her chest directly. .

Xiao Wu had no time to react, and she flew several meters away and hit the ground heavily.

Red blood spat out from that little cherry mouth. Xiao Wu covered her chest and looked at the barrier at the door, knowing that it was set up by Chenchuan to prevent her from escaping.

Xiao Wu returned to the woodshed with a dejected look on her face. It seemed that she would really stay here for the rest of her life.

(End of this chapter)