Douluo Zhibo Madara

Within the Tiandou Empire, Plank City

"Now it's time to see how far the secret plot deployed back then has developed now?" Madara looked at the bustling pedestrians at the city gate. The traffic on the road was very lively, and he walked slowly towards the city.

Madara's footsteps stopped in front of a noble hotel with luxurious decoration and an extremely large area on the main street of the city. He checked the hidden mark on the signboard again and again before walking in.

"Sir, what kind of service do you need?" Seeing Madara's extremely simple dress, the waiter didn't mind at all and greeted him with a warm smile on his face, even better than when he saw those real nobles. Be happy.

Yes, on the surface this place is a hotel chain that ranks among the best in the entire continent, but in fact it is run by Jerry, one of Madara's old friends.

Madara and Jerry teamed up to build it into an underground intelligence station similar to the ninja world in the previous life, trading all kinds of information to make huge profits.

There must be countless enemies that he offends in this business, but Jerry is very smart and rarely offends the real big guys. Even if there are occasionally some hard problems, Spot will take the time to clean them up.

"Just give me a room! Also, sort out all the events that happened on the mainland in the past two years and send them to my room!" Ban slapped a soul coin savings card with a special pattern on the table. A concise command.

The waiter showed an expression that was just as expected. He wiped the memory card from Madara's table without any trace, and then there was no trace of it. Then he quickly opened a room for Madara, whether it was soundproof or not. It's a very well-protected room.

As for the useless information that everyone knows about the bad streets on this road, why is Madara doing it?The waiter has no interest in knowing and doesn't dare to know. In this job, you must control your curiosity, otherwise you will die without knowing.

After Madara entered the room, he carefully checked all the corners and furniture to make sure that no one had done anything to spy on him. This is a cautious habit that Madara has developed over the years. He once lived in the Warring States Period in the ninja world. Saved his life countless times.

"Then let me see what kind of disturbances were caused when I was away!" Madara thought in his heart while sitting in front of the table, looking at this thick collection of information, slowly opening it.

In the beginning, Ban and Tang Hao caused a big fuss in the mainland elite soul master competition, which ruined the reputation of Wuhun Palace and angered the overlord of the continent. They swept away some disobedient forces with thunderous momentum, as if venting their own anger. It seems that he wants to regain the lost face, which is understandable.

But in the following information, there was a person who frequently made trouble, and he was an old acquaintance of Madara.

Yan, this guy is not dead yet?It’s really a disaster that will last for thousands of years!

When Madara saw the extremely familiar portrait in the intelligence collection, he couldn't help but sneer.

Yan, who was seriously injured by Tang San, should have died without a doubt, but who knew that he actually gritted his teeth and survived and his strength increased greatly, which was really unexpected.

It's just that Yan's character seems to be getting more and more violent, and every time he goes out for action, his methods are so cruel that it's frightening. He has been at the forefront of most of the waves that have been made in Wuhun Palace in the past two years.

The Wuhun Palace has made quite a move, or perhaps influenced by the previous quarrel between Tang Hao and Ban, they actually set up a special soul-hunting department, with Yan as the leader to use thunder to deal with all kinds of heretics who dare to disobey the authority of the Pope. The blow made many evil soul masters tremble with fear.

But this also just shows the unscrupulousness of Wuhun Palace, which usually hunts and kills in the two empires in the name of hunting evil soul masters, making the two empires dare not speak out in anger.

What makes Madara even more alarmed is that Wuhundian secretly contacts other sects except the upper three sects in private, but the specific purpose is unknown.

Some sects finally compromised under the coercion and inducement of Wuhun Palace and could only follow their lead.There are also some die-hards who are still unwilling to bow their heads. In the end, they face the brutal slaughter of their entire family.

"It seems that I haven't been here for the past two years, and my actions are really big!" Madara's eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp light burst out, and then he calmed down and continued to look down.

Next, of course, the two empires would not sit still and wait for death. A political force emerged from each of them and rose as quickly as possible to become the mainstay of resisting the overt and covert attacks of Wuhun Palace.

Xue Qinghe, the eldest prince of the Tiandou Empire, has gained a firm foothold with the support of Emperor Xue Ye, and has even begun to get involved in government affairs. Various intrigues and intrigues with Wuhun Palace can be regarded as coming and going.This makes everyone think that the next emperor will be Prince Xue Qinghe, there is no doubt about this.

When Madara saw this, his expression was quite exciting. He really didn't expect that a spy could actually become the opponent's boss.

Although I don't know who Qian Renxue is, if the goal is to become the emperor of the Tiandou Empire, then he must have a big goal.

"What exactly do you want to do? Qian Renxue!" Madara sat at the table with his chin in his hand, thinking deeply.

Madara carefully searched for clues about this woman in his mind, but found that it seemed that he was Xue Qinghe. Xue Qinghe was him. There was not a single trace that could indicate her identity. It was as if the whole person was shrouded in a mist, making it unpredictable. through.

Madara now has a vague premonition that when Qian Renxue's plan is completely revealed, it will surely shock the entire continent and even become the trigger for turmoil in the continent.

It has nothing to do with anything else, it's just because Madara has been the mastermind behind many ninja wars in the ninja world and has gained experience.

"By the way, I seem to have forgotten someone!" Madara suddenly thought that there seemed to be a wretched old man brought out by the Killing City sealed in his divine power space.

The all-encompassing soul ring merged with the first soul ring, and Madara's Sharingan changed into the shape of a kaleidoscope again, and the divine power was naturally used to release the creatures in it.

There seemed to be ripples in the space in front of him, and then a dwarf old man popped out of it, landing on the ground and rolling several times in embarrassment.

"Look up at me, who am I?" Madara shouted as he stood in front of the dwarf old man with his arms folded, looking down at him like a lofty god.

"You, you are my master! You are the one I will serve all my life!" Confusion flashed in the eyes of the old dwarf man, but was soon replaced by enthusiasm and reverence. He knelt humbly in front of Madara and said in a fervent tone. .

"It seems pretty good! I just don't know if I can control the Titled Douluo!" Seeing this scene, Madara couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction towards the genjutsu gods, and such a thought flashed through his mind.

"What's your name? Forget it, it didn't make any sense before. From now on, just call it Fei!" Madara paused when he mentioned its name and thought for a while before naming it.

To be honest, Madara is not as good at naming as Hashirama, although both of them are useless at naming!

"Yes! My master A Fei says hello to you!" The old dwarf man slowly got up, but still lowered his body to greet Madara.

In the afternoon, Madara and Fei left the hotel without stopping. On the way, they bumped into the waiter who booked a room for him and completely ignored the other person's expression of seeing a ghost.