Douluo's war angel

"Two years"

Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment and nodded:

"In front of such a magical weapon, two years is not a problem."

"That's good." Lin Mo smiled and nodded. He finally convinced the Qibao Glazed Sect to side with Qian Renxue, and Lin Mo could rest assured and go back to arrange things at his own pace.

Then Lin Mo rubbed his hands, hesitated, and said:

"Sect Master Ning, since you are already Qinghe's teacher, it won't be a big problem to arrange for a master to escort us back to the palace."

When the "master" heard Lin Mo's request, Ning Fengzhi was slightly startled and immediately reacted.

The time to establish the crown prince is approaching, and now it is the time when the three princes except the young Xue Beng are fighting to the death. It is impossible for the other two princes to be unaware of Xue Qinghe's visit to Qibao Glazed Sect at night.

It's a dark and windy murderous night, and now is the perfect opportunity to kill someone and silence them.

"Okay." Since he is already Xue Qinghe's teacher, Lin Mo is also an important person who can change the future of Qibao Glazed Sect. Protecting their safety is of course a piece of cake.

"I'll go escort you." At this moment, wisps of black energy suddenly appeared around the three of them, and a moment later, a middle-aged man in plain clothes appeared in the room.

"Lord Bone Douluo." Upon seeing this person, Lin Mo and Qian Renxue immediately saluted.

The person coming was Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo who had just led Lin Mo and the two here. He was one of the two peak experts of the Qibao Glazed Sect, a level 95 super Douluo with profound strength.

"Then I'll trouble Uncle Gu." Ning Fengzhi was not surprised at all by Bone Douluo's appearance. He nodded calmly and used Bone Douluo's strength to escort Lin Mo and the two back to the palace. There would definitely be no accidents.

"Let's go."

It was obvious that Bone Douluo heard the conversation just now. At this moment, the vigilance and indifference in his eyes were no longer there, replaced by friendliness and strong curiosity. It was obvious that this curiosity was aimed at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo and both of them also saluted Ning Fengzhi and said goodbye, and then followed Bone Douluo out of the hut.

When the door of the hut closed, Ning Fengzhi closed his eyes and slowly exhaled, and said slowly:

"Uncle Chen, do you think I did the right thing in this matter?"

Then the room fell into a dead silence, and the only sound that could be heard was the breeze blowing the wind chimes outside.

"Everything happens according to one's heart, so how can we talk about right or wrong?"

After a while, a misty voice sounded in the quiet cabin, breaking the previous silence.

At the same time, a figure dressed in white slowly appeared next to Ning Fengzhi. If Lin Mo could see it, he would be shocked to find that this was the man in black he saw at the Tiandou Auction House that day.

Although this person had concealed his face that day, the sharp sword energy surrounding him could not be concealed. His presence was like a sharp blade that opened the sky, and would remain fresh in people's memories no matter how long it took.

"This child said he was in Odex." Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly:

"Can you project a person's consciousness thousands of miles away?"

"Impossible." Chen Xin shook his head resolutely:

"The mental power required to project this level of consciousness is terrifying. Even the man from the Spirit Hall cannot achieve it."

"I remember there was one in Odex," Ning Fengzhi said softly.

"This is no longer the work of mortals. Only the legendary gods can do it."

Chen Xin frowned. Although he did not want to believe that such a strong man still existed in the mainland today, it seemed that only gods could explain Lin Mo's situation.

"This child is really shocking me more and more." Ning Fengzhi sighed:

"I agreed to his request today because I wanted to attract this child to our Qibao Glazed Sect. If there is a god standing behind him, will my actions offend him?"

"The gods usually don't care about such trivial matters." Chen Xin shook his head:

"You did the right thing in this matter. At least now Lin Mo has a very good impression of me. I will try to win over him later."

"If you look at their ages, he and Rongrong are actually a good match."

Ning Fengzhi chuckled lightly. He has an only daughter named Ning Rongrong. She is now 13 years old. She has been doted on by the two major titled Douluo since she was a child. She can be called the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. However, she recently went to an outside academy to practice and is no longer here. Within the sect.

"Rongrong, even if there is a god standing behind this kid, Rongrong is more than enough for him." When he mentioned Ning Rongrong, a doting smile appeared on Chen Xin's cold and cold face:

"But it depends on Rongrong's intention. Who dares to make her suffer? I, an old man, will be the first to refuse."

At the same time, go to the Tiandou Palace on the carriage.

"Senior, is there anything you want to eat or drink?" Lin Mo rubbed his hands and looked at the middle-aged man beside him who had his eyes closed and was concentrating, acting like a loser.

Just kidding, this is a great god. If the sacrifice is done well, it can save lives later.

Lin Mo is now certain that the killers sent by the other two princes have made all preparations to deal with him on the only way the convoy must pass. They must also take into account the strength of the leader of the Knights, the Soul King. In this way, If you want to ensure that Xue Qinghe is killed, you must send at least a soul emperor level expert.

If Lin Mo and his entourage were to go to the Qibao Glazed Sect according to the lineup, the entire army would be destroyed if they encountered the Soul Emperor. Not to mention that Lin Mo had no fighting power at all due to the projection. Even if Lin Mo came in full condition and encountered the Soul Emperor, he would still die.

But it was different now. Lin Mo couldn't wait to see the stunned expressions on the faces of the sure killers sent by the other two princes.

As time goes by, the convoy is getting closer and closer to Tiandou City. Now the convoy is driving on a wasteland, and then passes through a not very big canyon not far away to reach Tiandou City.

"Where are these people?" Lin Mo sat cross-legged on the carriage, fidgeting with the delicate teacup on the table, and murmured to himself:

"Are you so untrustworthy?"

Now we have passed many of the ambush locations that Lin Mo had planned in his mind. Unfortunately, the murderous killers he imagined have never appeared. If they don't appear again, Lin Mo and others will enter Tiandou City. By then The killers would never have a chance again.

Lin Mo had already made so many preparations, and even accepted the protection of the powerful Qibao Glazed Sect as a bargaining chip for the opponent. Now Lin Mo felt like he was punched in the cotton again.

Just when Lin Mo lost his patience and thought that he was losing money, the sound of breaking wind came from a distance.

"We're finally here." Lin Mo's eyes lit up and he breathed a sigh of relief.