Douluo night white sword

Under the late night soul guidance lamp, a little golden head poked out from the door of the secret room: "Brother! Are you still busy?"

"Yeah! You little girl doesn't sleep, why are you touching me in the middle of the night?"

Picking up the teacup next to him, Xuan Ye took a sip of tea to refresh himself.

Qian Renxue moved to the table and lay down, holding some royal family information in her hands and looking at it.

"Brother! What's the use of reading this information?"

Xuan Ye replied calmly, "What do you think?

You don’t even know what the person you’re targeting looks like, yet you still do it! "

Qian Renxue threw the documents aside in disgust, ran to Xuan Ye and sat on Xuan Ye's lap. She pointed at Xue Qinghe's information and said, "The eldest prince of the Xue family, Xue Qinghe.

Brother, do you think this person is like this?

Even if the incident comes to light and he takes the blame, there seems to be no problem. "

Xuan Ye rubbed Qian Renxue's little head, "Xue'er seems to know a lot about the Xue family!"

Qian Renxue confidently patted her slightly bulging chest, "That's right! That woman once mentioned it to Grandpa.

I also paid attention by the way. "

Xuan Ye put down the document in his right hand and asked with interest, "Oh, Xue'er, tell me, what kind of person is this Xue Qinghe?"

Qian Renxue touched her chin, "So!

Xue Qinghe was conceited. If the second and third princes hadn't been suppressing him, he might have been the first heir to the throne. "

Xuan Ye was also thinking about the information he got from Yellow Crane Tower and Salas. Xue Qinghe was indeed a bit conceited.

But this characteristic was learned by Yellow Crane Tower from the maid next to Xue Qinghe.

Judging from the information provided by Wuhun Palace, there is no mention of this conceit.

In other words, this information can only be known by people who have spent time with it.

Xuan Ye watched Qian Renxue grow up. Apart from the Wuhun Hall, she could count on one hand the number of times she could play freely outside the Wuhun Hall.

A bold idea appeared in Xuan Ye's heart, there was something wrong with this little girl.

And it's still a big problem, but Xuan Ye lacks evidence now, so let's follow her wishes first and see what earth-shattering things this little girl can do.

After coming back to his senses, Xuan Ye nodded thoughtfully, "It's indeed worthy of reference."

Putting aside his thoughts, Xuan Ye quickly picked up the map, found Xue Qinghe's mansion, and sneaked in overnight.

Qian Renxue followed Xuan Ye, and the reason she gave was "This is fun, I want to go too."

A high wall of more than three meters is an insurmountable barrier for ordinary people, but for a soul master, this is just playing house.

After climbing over the wall, at Qian Renxue's recommendation, Xuan Ye followed Qian Renxue and lurked into Xue Qinghe's room.

Setting up a sound barrier, Xuan Ye slapped Xue Qinghe awake.

Xue Qinghe, who was woken up by the beating, cursed angrily, "Don't do that..."

Before Xue Qinghe could finish cursing, the fifth soul skill at Xuan Ye's feet had already been activated: "Fifth Soul Skill: Mirror Flowers, Water Moon."

Xue Qinghe's somewhat cloudy eyes were instantly covered by the Nine Magatama Reincarnation Eyes, and he stood dullly in front of Xuan Ye.

Without saying a word, Qian Renxue attached her soul power to her palms and slapped Xue Qinghe dozens of times.

He slapped a rather handsome young man into a pig's head.

After finishing all this, Qian Renxue patted her numb palms and said, "Brother! I'm done!"

Regarding Qian Renxue's strange behavior, Xuan Ye asked curiously, "Did this guy recruit you?"

Like a good baby, Qian Renxue hugged Xuan Ye's arm and started acting like a baby, "Oh! How can he mess with me?"

I just saw how shrunken he was and couldn't help but want to slap him. "

Qian Renxue's princess disease was caused by Xuan Ye's pampering, and he had to deal with it even if it was difficult.

"Fine."

Xue Qinghe was beaten, so he couldn't just leave so quietly, he had to make some noise.

Xuan Ye took away all the valuable things in Xue Qinghe's room and left secretly with Qian Renxue.

Outside Xue Qinghe's mansion, Snake Spear Douluo and Agony Douluo helplessly stroked their foreheads, "Young master is really skinny!"

"Yes! Old pufferfish."

The next day, Tiandou City headlines.

Xue Qinghe's mansion was brutally washed with blood. 130 Seven soul emperors in the mansion were killed, and six soul saints died of poison.

All the valuables in the house were looted, and Tiandou City was placed under full martial law.

When he woke up the next day, Xuan Ye melted all the gold and silver in his hands, made a pile of coins according to the specifications of gold soul coins and silver soul coins, and put them in his arms.

Mixed with old currency, Xuan Ye quickly sold the stolen goods in Tiandou City.

After finishing all this, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and a Wuhundian carriage stopped at the entrance of Yuexuan.

As soon as Xuan Ye got out of the car, the groom immediately ran forward to talk to the Yuexuan guards, "Elder of Wuhun Palace, I came here to visit Master Yuexuan!"

The guard just asked the coachman to wait while he went to report.

Not long after, a woman in gorgeous clothes slowly walked out of Yuexuan, and Xuan Ye immediately stepped forward and saluted.

"My name is Xuan Ye, the elder of Wuhun Palace, here to pay a special visit to Master Yuexuanxuan!"

The master of the hall respectfully replied to Xuan Ye with standard aristocratic etiquette: "In my image, the elders of Wuhun Hall are all very old.

I didn’t expect the elder to be so young. "

Xuan Ye smiled slightly, cupped his fists and saluted and said, "There is no way! The world is not peaceful these days, and my stomach is not good, so I need to eat some soft food to support myself."

Several people naturally heard what Xuan Ye meant, and the two servants next to Master Xuan showed a smile on their faces.

Xuan Ye frowned and looked at the two people beside Master Xuan, "Master Xuan is a noble etiquette instructor, but the servants around him..."

No need to guess, Xuan Ye's next words were naturally mocking Master Yuexuanxuan.

The master smiled and returned the salute, "This servant is ignorant, elders, don't blame me!"

Elders please come in! "

The master of the hall made an inviting gesture, but this time Xuan Ye did not lower his body, but sneered and shook his head.

From the initial gleaming eyes to the dim eyes now, Master Xuan has seen all this.

In the eyes of Master Yuexuanxuan, Xuan Ye is a pilgrim, and now the servant next to him makes this pilgrim feel even more disappointed.

No matter how many rounds she, the Master of Yuexuanxuan, moves back to in the future, this defeat will always be engraved in Xuan Ye's heart and become her Yuexuan's shame.

Coming to an elegant room, the faint fragrance of flowers fills the whole room, giving people a relaxed and happy feeling.

Sitting in front of the tea seat, the master removed the flower arrangement in the middle of the tea seat and poured a cup of tea for Xuan Ye.

"The next month is the master of Xuanxuan, Tang Yuehua.

I don’t know the name of the elder. "

Xuan Ye saluted Tang Yuehua, "I'm Xuan Ye.

I'm not afraid of Tang Xuan's jokes. I was once saved by His Majesty the Pope, and was appreciated by His Majesty the Pope.

This is how the position of elder came about. In the final analysis, it is just a life-saving thing. "

The existence of the Enshrinement Hall and the Elders Hall is only known to some large sects or some scattered elders.

On the surface, the Pope rules the three main halls and is the apex of power in the entire Wuhun Palace.

But these are just glamorous coats. Only Bibi Dong knows how frustrating it is for her to be the Pope.

There are only two titled Douluo available to her, and all major matters must be negotiated with the Enshrinement Hall. If there are more than half of the opponents, her orders will be like farts.

like water off a duck's back.

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Don’t think that you can change anything by erasing the past and starting over.

——Hikigaya Hachiman (Daoshiyyds)