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Two thousand-year-old Horned Scale Horse pulled the carriage and drove smoothly on the road. The Seven-Colored Glazed Tile Pagoda pattern on the car body scattered soft light under the sunlight.
It has been almost an hour since I left Spirit City. For some reason, Ning Fengzhi has lost the calmness of the past. Looking at Ning Rongrong sleeping peacefully on his lap, I sighed sadly.
"Fengzhi, are you still worried about Rongrong? I just checked, she should be just a little tired." Sword Douluo closed his eyes to rest and asked with his eyes slightly opened.
Ning Fengzhi gently stroked his daughter's silky hair, raised his head and smiled bitterly.
"Uncle Jian, I'm not worried about Rongrong."
"Are you talking about Tian Chen? His talent is indeed rare in his life. His single-round training speed and strength even far exceed that of Tang Hao at the same time and the current Pope Bibi Dong. Soul King is fifteen years old and fifty-sixth level., Douluo Continent probably haven't appeared in tens of thousands of years." Sword Douluo understood instantly and nodded in agreement, but there was no trace of jealousy in his eyes, which was always indifferent and upright.
Ning Fengzhi took out an ice blue soft Soul Beast fur pad from Soul Tool and placed it under Ning Rongrong's little head. He sat upright and looked at Sword Douluo seriously.
"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 hides it deeply, I still feel his strong ambition. ░▒▓█ █▓▒░If he is allowed to take charge of the Spirit Hall in the future, there will definitely be a bloody storm on the mainland."
"Fengzhi Are you so optimistic about him?" Sword Douluo looked shocked. This was the second time he heard Ning Fengzhi praise a person so much. And the first one was the contemporary pope Bibi Dong who relied on strong methods to make Spirit Hall more powerful.
Ning Fengzhi stroked the jasper finger on his thumb with his right hand and took a deep look at Sword Douluo, "What I am most worried about is that Tian Chen and Bibi Dong will join forces in the future. When the internal opinions are unified, there are only two possibilities. One is that there is only one person's voice internally, and the other is that they have reached some kind of consensus."
But no matter which situation it is, it is not good news for them Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The overt and covert fighting between Pope Faction and Worshipper Faction within the Spirit Hall naturally cannot be hidden from him as the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. One of his purposes for coming to Spirit City this time is to test the strength of Bibi Dong, and the other is 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 lingering between Ning Rongrong's eyebrows, and it dissipated not long after.
Spirit City's tea shop outside Nancheng.
More than an hour has passed, except for some discomfort in the meridians, Tian Chen is no longer seriously injured. Two fairy herbs and four pieces of Soul Bone have brought his physical fitness to a terrifying level. In addition, the black bead fused with Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, with only physical strength, is not even inferior to Soul King with the powerful Martial Soul.
But after learning about Tian Chen's cultivation and identity, the tea shop owner's attitude had gone from awe to fear, and he didn't even dare to raise his head to speak.
The gap between classes on the Douluo Continent is still too big, so Tian Chen doesn't force it.
He simply used the Soul Power in his body to warm his meridians while waiting for the arrival of Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.
In the blink of an eye, it was already dusk.
The setting sun fell in the corner of the teahouse, and the faint fragrance floated, and the thin air was dyed with a layer of light warmth. The afterglow dyed the white clouds wandering in the blue sky red, and a carriage was slowly driving towards Spirit City from the south.
Tian Chen suddenly opened his eyes. This carriage was no stranger to him. It was the one he rode back to Spirit City from Barak City not long ago.
When Mental Power was released, he felt two familiar smells. Tian Chen stood up quickly with a faint smile on his face.
On the other side of the carriage, Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan were also leaning against the window and looking around. Their hair colors, one green and one silver, were particularly eye-catching.
Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan obviously recognized Tian Chen, and they retracted into the carriage in tacit understanding. There was still no movement until the carriage stopped in front of Tian Chen.
The coachman seemed to have received some order. He first saluted Tian Chen respectfully, and then quickly stood aside.
Tian Chen was slightly stunned, but he quickly came to his senses, walked to the carriage himself, and opened the door.
"Lingling, Yanyan, this is the first time I've opened a door for someone else." Pushing the door open, he looked at Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, Tian Chen who were deliberately sitting upright and laughed helplessly.
Dugu Yan was a little better, but Ye Lingling's clear light blue eyes were twinkling with stars, and his eyes were always focused on Tian Chen. It was only Dugu Yan who kept holding her hand tightly that prevented her from getting up.
Dugu Yan didn't like Tian Chen at all. He jumped off the carriage and sniffed Tian Chen carefully before asking with a smile.
"If you're being honest, you're so anxious to ask Lingling and me to come over. What's going on?"
Dugu Yan's words made Tian Chen, who was leading Ye Lingling out of the carriage, tremble and pause intelligently.
"Tian Chen, what's wrong with you?" Feeling something strange about Tian Chen, Ye Lingling couldn't help but open his eyes wide and looked at Tian Chen in confusion.
Tian Chen had already thought about how to deal with these two people. He led Ye Lingling out of the carriage and said the lines he had prepared before.
"Can't I let you come over if I have nothing to do? You are saying that you are not interested in the place where I grew up?"
Although he was ready for a showdown, it was only after Hu Liena came back that he still wanted to enjoy the last few days of stability.
Dugu Yan rolled his eyes at Tian Chen, and Ye Lingling responded indifferently. But there was a hint of smile in the eyes of these two people.
Then the three of them took a carriage and returned to the Tian Chen family's manor. Huyan Li, who was left behind by Tian Chen, had already returned to the sect, and Little Fatty Ma Hongjun also followed Hu Liena to Star Dou Great Forest to hunt Soul Beast, and Tian Chen's grandfather Golden Crocodile Douluo has been staying in the Worship Hall recently for some unknown reason.
In addition to Tian Chen, the only people currently living in the castle are those servants with relatively high status, including three guard captains with Soul Saint cultivation, and a Soul Master team of about a hundred people.
These are the true direct descendants of the Tian Chen family.
"Master, who are they?" When Tian Chen entered the manor with Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, the guard captain they met was Zhang Zhen among the three Soul Saint, a level 78 Power Attack System Battle Soul Saint, who had a powerful Winged Tiger Martial Soul.
Zhang Zhen looks about fifty years old, with a very strong build. He is covered with silver armor, and a fierce aura suddenly comes to him.
As Support System Soul Master, Ye Lingling couldn't help but lean behind Tian Chen. However, both of them looked at Tian Chen expectantly, and were very concerned about how Tian Chen would answer.
Tian Chen patted Zhang Zhen on the shoulder without any pretense, walked Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan into the manor, leaving only a light word.
"They will all be the mistresses here from now on."
"Mistress?!" Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows in surprise. Thinking of Hu Liena who had become a couple with his young master not long ago, he couldn't help but look at the backs of Tian Chen and the three of them strangely.
"Would you like to give the young master a few jars of the tiger bone medicinal wine passed down from our family?"
As for the matter of Hu Liena, as a subordinate, he would naturally not talk too much about it.