Douluo's gold glitter

Early the next morning, Su Yuntian knocked on Lu Renjia's door.

"Brother Lu, let's go back to the city."

Lu Renjia wanted to search the camp again to see if he could meet Lin Mengzhui, but when he saw Su Yuntian rushing back to Tiandou City, he gave up the search after thinking about it.

Entrusted by others and loyal to others, his most important task now is to escort Su Yuntian back to the Prince's Mansion in Tiandou City.

Everything else must be done later.

On the way back to the city on horseback, the two caught a glimpse of a motorcade on the official road.

There were ten vehicles in the convoy, plus the front and rear guards, the total number was only about a hundred people. The momentum was not very large, but it gave people an extremely dangerous feeling, as if there were quite powerful soul masters among those ten carriages.

Lu Renjia had a pair of sharp eagle eyes. He saw the flags of the motorcade from a distance and told Su Yuntian: "It is the motorcade of the Qibao Glazed Sect. It looks like it is going to the Imperial City to participate in the New Year celebration."

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Su Yuntian suddenly realized.

No wonder he could feel a strong pressure from the convoy. It must be that Ning Fengzhi, the master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and a certain titled Douluo were also in a certain carriage ahead.

Since absorbing the second soul ring, Su Yuntian found that his perception has become much sharper, and the upper limit of soul power that his body can hold has also been greatly increased. No wonder every soul master has to pursue a soul ring with a higher age.

To a soul master, a soul ring is like a bucket filled with water. The older the soul ring is, the larger the capacity of the bucket is and the more soul power it can hold.

With Su Yuntian's current soul power level, he can already open 16 treasure house doors at the same time, and even take out some of the treasure phantoms in the "King's Treasure House".

When the horse passed the Qibao Glazed Sect convoy from the edge of the road, Su Yuntian held the horse's reins in his left hand and held the end of a golden chain in his right hand, full of expectations for the future.

In a carriage in the center of the Qibao Glazed Sect's motorcade, Sword Dou Luo Chenxin suddenly let out a "huh" sound.

Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong in Ning Fengzhi's arms looked at Chen Xin at the same time.

"An acquaintance of Rongrong passed by our team just now." Chen Xin couldn't help but smile, "But he didn't dare to stop and say hello."

"Rong Rong's acquaintance?" Ning Fengzhi became interested.

As a level 79 soul saint, Ning Fengzhi certainly noticed someone passing by the convoy, but he had too many things to worry about and would not pay attention to these things deliberately.

As for Ning Rongrong, her soul power was too low and she was unable to detect the movements of Lu Renjia and Su Yuntian.

However, Chen Xin gave up at this moment: "Don't worry, we will meet again when we get to Tiandou City. If we say it now, it won't be fun."

The little witch Ning Rongrong frowned, flew into Chen Xin's arms, and gave the old man a headbutt with her head.

Chen Xin quickly looked like he was hurt by the impact, and shouted "Ouch, ouch" twice: "Rongrong, are you going to break Grandpa's old bones into pieces?"

Ning Rongrong pouted: "Grandpa Jian has become bad too! Rongrong is not happy!"

Looking at the happy grandfather and grandson, Ning Fengzhi's eyes crossed the roof of the carriage and drifted into the distance.

... As soon as the New Year is over, Rongrong will be 11 years old.This little daughter of his has always been pampered, never suffered hardship, never experienced setbacks... not counting the two times she was beaten and cried by Su Yuntian.

For the sake of my daughter's growth, should I continue to keep her in the sect, or should I find another famous teacher to teach her?

For Ning Fengzhi, this is quite a headache.

Tiandou City is not far away and will arrive soon.

When Su Yuntian returned to the Prince's Mansion, he saw Daxue directing a group of maids to make New Year's arrangements.

Although it is not as red and colorful as the New Year, the flowers purchased from the greenhouse are enough to show that the royal family attaches great importance to the New Year celebration.

There is no Christmas or Spring Festival in this world, but there is still "New Year" in the ordinary sense, which happens on New Year's Day every year.

Daxue is now the general manager of the Prince's Mansion. He doesn't have to do the work himself. Instead, he stands in the courtyard and directs everyone and the attendants who come and go. He is as imposing as a general commanding on the battlefield.

Su Yuntian came to Daxue's side, patted her shoulder, and winked maliciously: "Sister, I have something to ask you. Can you come over here for a while?"

Daxue instinctively felt a crisis, so much so that she even forgot that Su Yuntian was returning from hunting souls. Instead, she immediately took a step back and asked warily: "Is there something that can't be said here?"

Su Yuntian shrugged, an innocent smile appeared on his soft-lined handsome face: "It's about His Highness."

Daxue hesitated again and again, and after hurriedly arranging for two maids to take charge on the spot, he finally accompanied Su Yuntian to an empty private room.

"go ahead."

"Sister Daxue, do you know His Highness's true identity?"

Hearing Su Yuntian's question, Daxue's expression froze, and then he immediately smiled, very naturally: "Your Highness is Your Highness, is there any problem?"

"Look me in the eyes and tell me!"

Su Yuntian's voice was still so gentle, but there was an undoubted dignity in her tone.

Daxue subconsciously looked into Su Yuntian's eyes and found that the pair of ruby-like pupils seemed to be faintly glowing.

Just for a moment, Su Yuntian was the only one left in Daxue's field of vision.

——Second soul skill·The beautiful young man with beautiful face.

Ignore gender and charm a single target for 1 seconds.

If you use it on someone whose strength is far lower than your own, you may get excess effects.

Daxue is just an ordinary person without soul power.At this moment, her eyes were blurred, staring at Su Yuntian and smiling infatuatedly.

Su Yuntian stared at the somewhat lost Daxue: "Answer me!"

Daxue sighed softly: "His Highness is gone a long time ago... Daxue doesn't know where he went. I only know that Xiaoxue became His Highness from that hunting celebration."

Listening to Daxue's almost incoherent raving, Su Yuntian understood clearly.

The "Xiaoxue" Daxue mentioned was the maid Qian Renxue served as when she was with the eldest prince Xue Qinghe. Her name was Xiaoxue.

When Xiaoxue was 9 years old, she left the Wuhun Palace and pretended to be a little girl injured by a soul beast attack. She was rescued by the then eldest prince Xue Qinghe.

After that, Xiaoxue became Xue Qinghe's maid, and replaced him a year later, when Xue Qinghe was 10 years old.

At that time, the emperor of the Tiandou Empire, Emperor Xueye, held a hunting ceremony to celebrate his eldest son's tenth birthday.

It was during that celebration that Wuhundian secretly created chaos, while Xiaoxue killed Xue Qinghe and then pretended to be Xue Qinghe.

Six years have passed, and very few people know this secret.

What surprised Su Yuntian was that the maid Daxue was also an insider!

He asked again: "Does Xiaoxue know that you know she is Xiaoxue?"