Douluo: I am going to be invincible

Qian Daoliu arranged for two elders to protect Qianyang a few days ago, and the two elders were very willing.

Because Qianyang is about to become the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, only the Holy Son and the Saint are qualified to be protected by the elders.

However, because the Five Enshrinement Ye Fengtian matter was too urgent this time, Qian Yang only brought Ghost Leopard Douluo. The other Demon Bear Douluo simply didn't come because he couldn't keep up because he was too slow.

"Hey, it's indeed a pity, but if I kill him, I don't know why Wu Shi will be very sad."

Qianyang smiled sarcastically, it didn't matter, he was just another time traveler with a golden finger. Since he had already been defeated, don't even think about surpassing him.

Qianyang turned around and walked towards Jiuxin Haitang Sect.

The current Jiuxin Haitang Sect has long been bulldozed by the aftermath of the battle between Qian Yang and Ye Chen, leaving rubble on the ground.

At this time, an old man walked over tremblingly. He was a very virtuous and respected elder in the Jiuxin Haitang Sect.

He bowed to Qian Yang, "Thank you, Your Highness, for coming to the rescue and saving the face of our sect."

The old man burst into tears and seemed to be in a very sad mood.

Qianyang quickly helped the old man up. After all, the old man looked a bit old, so don't pass it because he was excited.

Lingling also ran over at this time, stretched out her white and slender arms and helped the old man up together with Qianyang.

"Grandpa, please be careful with yourself." Ye Lingling said softly.

Grandpa?Ye Fengtian’s father?

Seeing Qianyang's puzzled expression, Ye Lingling explained to Qianyang: "Grandpa is my grandma's father, that is, my maternal great-grandfather."

Qianyang understood. No wonder that old guy Ye Fengtian didn't dare to come back. It turned out that his father-in-law was still there. How could he have the nerve to come back?

Ye Lingling's great-grandfather finally calmed down after crying for a while. The old man was very pitiful. His daughter was dead, and his daughter's two daughters were also dead.

The old man held Ye Lingling's hand and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Qianyang said to Ye Lingling: "Lingling, help grandpa to rest, and I will help you clean up this place."

Qianyang pointed at the gravel here.

Ye Lingling nodded and helped the old man go.

……

night.

Qianyang originally wanted to leave, but Ye Lingling's maternal great-grandfather was very enthusiastic and kept Qianyang, saying that he insisted on letting him stay one night before leaving, so that they could have the opportunity to express their gratitude to Qianyang.

Qian Yang couldn't shirk it, so he agreed.

At the dinner table, the old man kept looking at Ye Lingling and Qian Yang, nodding from time to time. The obvious meaning in his words made Qian Yang blush.

The old man said to Qian Yang, "I wonder if Your Highness has an engagement or a loved one?"

Come, come, Qianyang felt happy when she heard this.

"No, not yet."

The old man smiled, and the wrinkles on his face were twisted into a chrysanthemum.

"Haha, it's not good, it's not good..."

Perhaps he realized that he had made a mistake in his words, so the old man immediately shut his mouth.

"Your Highness, to tell you the truth, Lingling has been a very miserable child since he was a child. He was assassinated many times by his own aunt. If his mother hadn't fought tooth and nail to protect her, she would have been gone long ago."

At this point, the old man's eyes became moist again, and he looked at Ye Lingling with eyes full of pity.

"Your Highness, can I ask for something from Your Highness?"

Qianyang almost knew what the old man wanted to say, "You say it."

"Your Highness, our Jiuxin Haitang Sect is an affiliated sect of Wuhun Palace, and the sect leader is the fifth priest of Wuhun Palace, so I would like to ask Your Highness... to become our sect's guest elder, so that we can get closer to each other in the future. "

Hearing this, Qianyang was ashamed. What did he think? This old man is very bad.

Qianyang secretly thought: "Yes, I'm still a little disappointed. This old man is really a good person, and he still wants to have sex for a long time."

Of course Qianyang knew what kind of medicine the old fox was selling in his gourd, wasn't it just to give Ye Lingling a reason to get close to him?

But just now he thought that the old man would directly matchmaker between them, so Bai was excited.

After all, as people mature with age, they fully understand the principle of ignoring things that come too easily, so they only create opportunities but do not interfere too much.

Qianyang replied: "Old man, of course it is possible. I am honored to be the elder of your sect."

The old man cheerfully said to Ye Lingling: "Lingling, from now on you will often walk around with Elder Qian, and try to be one-tenth as good as Elder Qian. In this way, your mother can also feel at ease."

Ye Lingling hummed slightly, his expression still looking calm.

……

After dinner, Ye Lingling and Qianyang walked side by side.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Ye Lingling's face was expressionless. In fact, if you listened carefully, you could still hear the rapid heartbeat in her chest.

Qianyang looked at the beautiful person next to him, and it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

He had been single for almost 30 years in his last life plus this life, and his heart was already restless.

Of course, he also knew that he only had the idea of ​​​​going to the cave because of Ye Lingling's beautiful appearance, not the so-called bullshit love.

love?Does it exist?

Qianyang didn't know, and he didn't even know how Ye Lingling felt about him, but it seemed like he didn't mean that to him.

As they walked, Ye Lingling looked at Qianyang, with a forced smile on her delicate cheeks, "Your Highness, the place ahead is where you will rest tonight. You have a good rest, and you can leave after dinner tomorrow morning."

Qian Yang responded, "Okay, you can just call me Qian Yang from now on. It sounds awkward to His Highness all the time."

Ye Lingling hummed.

"By the way, since you discovered my identity, you didn't tell the members of the Royal Dou Team about my identity, right?" Qianyang asked Ye Lingling.

"no"

...

Ye Lingling sent Qianyang to his residence and left directly, leaving Qianyang feeling lost for a while.

Oh, those damn hormones.

Qianyang shook his head. It seemed that people really didn't mean that to him. He thought too much.

Early the next morning, Qian Yang was woken up by a knock on the door.

"Qianyang, have you gotten up?"

Ye Lingling's cold voice came.

"Oh, get up." Qianyang hurriedly got up and put on her clothes.

"When you get up, come out and have breakfast."

Qianyang opened the door, and Ye Lingling stood there as cute as a porcelain doll.

The bright sunshine shone on her fair and tender cheeks, emitting a gleaming white light.Qianyang didn't expect Ye Lingling's skin to be so good. This should be the characteristic of Jiuxin Haitang's martial spirit.

Staring at Ye Lingling, Qianyang was a little dazed, and it took him a while to react.

Ye Lingling looked at Qianyang expressionlessly and said, "Have you seen enough?"

"No…"

Qianyang blurted out subconsciously, but reacted immediately.

"Uh, I mean, if there's nothing else, let's go eat."

After saying that, Qianyang walked out slightly embarrassed.

Looking at Qianyang's back, Ye Lingling's thin lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, but then she didn't know what she thought of, and her face gradually darkened.

As Qianyang walked, she secretly cursed herself for being so embarrassing just now.

"Hell, what the hell happened to me just now? This doesn't look like me. Why wouldn't I have said some sexy words to tease this frigid woman before?"

"Bah, you're mean. You don't really like her. You're just greedy for her body."

"But let's not talk about it yet, Ye Lingling's two dumplings are really big..."

Qianyang rubbed his face, thoughts flying in his mind.

After breakfast, Qianyang planned to leave and had no intention of staying any longer.

He said to Ye Lingling: "By the way, the members of the Imperial Battle Team are still in Soto City."

Ye Lingling nodded slightly.

"That's good, I have something to go to Yanzi, do you want to come with me?"

Ye Lingling nodded again.

"Okay, let's go then."

After saying that, Qianyang and Ye Lingling set off towards Soto City under the wonderful expression of her maternal great-grandfather.

Of course, he was accompanied by a particularly sinister-looking middle-aged man, Ghost Leopard Douluo.

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ps. Regarding the second time traveler, I actually had a rough idea in my mind before I started the book, and it is true that Ye Chen will not die for the time being.

This book is quite spicy, and I can only say sorry for making it disgusting to my fellow book lovers.

Of course, I did not arrange the second time traveler to steal the spotlight from the protagonist. Those book friends who find it annoying may just feel that the two time travelers threaten the uniqueness of the protagonist.

In fact, my original intention was to make this book more interesting, but I haven’t written about this bad taste yet. Maybe some book friends have already guessed my bad taste.

Moreover, Ye Chen will definitely die. He traveled through time just because of the protagonist. He was born for the protagonist. The meaning of his existence is to make the protagonist stronger.

That’s all I have to say. It’s time for everyone to disperse, but I will try my best to keep writing even if no one reads it.

I would also like to express my special thanks to some book friends who wish to become Blue Star. I really didn’t expect that I would have such a lovely reader. I’m so sorry to disappoint you.

Before leaving, you can also have a tui tui here to vent your anger, and then come back if you are in a bad mood one day (?﹏?).

Finally, let me clarify, I am definitely not writing this to disgust you, I just think it is interesting to write this.

La la la, why is it so heavy? Writing a book should be fun.