Douluo: Starting from Shrek dropping out of school

On the main road connecting Soto City to the Imperial Capital, a strange combination attracted frequent glances from passers-by.

There were six men and women in total. They obviously didn’t carry any heavy objects with them, but they were struggling to walk on the flat road. The weather was not very hot in autumn, and they seemed to be in the dog days of summer. The sweat on their bodies It keeps flowing down.

That being said, ordinary people didn't dare to talk much. They just occasionally glanced at them and then left in a hurry. From the luxurious carriage next to them, it could be seen that the status of these people was not low.

Besides, being able to keep up with the movement of the carriage on foot, the identities of several people were easy to reveal.

Inside the carriage, there is a large space enough to seat several people. As the owner, Xue Qinghe sits in an extremely upright posture. As the eldest prince, he must pay attention to royal etiquette in every word and deed.

In contrast, Jiang Xuan, who was lying casually on the blanket, was much more comfortable. He was eating the fruit handed over by the maid and had a sip of fruit wine. I have to say that the life of a noble was so simple and unpretentious. Intoxicated.

Just look at the few people who are doing hard training outside the window and you will know that now they can withstand four to six times the number of team members without using martial arts. How can Jiang Xuan let them return to the Tiandou Imperial Capital comfortably.

Of course, those who had tasted the sweetness also obeyed their captain's arrangements.

Apart from a maid, inside the carriage were Xue Qinghe and Jiang Xuan.

The old man pretending to be a coachman was controlling the carriage outside, his eyes fixed as if he didn't care about what happened behind him.

Qian Renxue was very confused. Could it be that the other party really didn't discover her secret? Is it possible that the feeling between martial spirits was only hers?

She invited Jiang Xuan to accompany her with a tentative mentality. After all, it involved the Wuhun Palace's grand plan, and any uncertain factors needed to be nipped in the bud.

It was hard to tell from the appearance, so Qian Renxue was ready to test it with words.

Waving her hand to signal the maid to go out, Qian Renxue took the initiative and deliberately poured Jiang Xuan a glass of wine with her white, tender, "unmanly" hands, and delivered it to him.

"Thank you, Your Highness. I'm used to the mountains and rivers. I don't have to learn so many etiquettes, so I hope you don't get weirded out."

"There" Qian Renxue said, immersed in the role-playing: "Speaking of being born in the royal family, we can't be as free as little brother Jiang. Qinghe is also very envious."

"I don't know, what are Brother Jiang's plans to go to the Spirit Hall in the Imperial Capital?"

The temptation comes.

Knowing that the angel's brain was not that simple, Jiang Xuan didn't even raise his eyelids and said deliberately: "What answer does Your Highness want to hear when you ask this question?"

Qian Renxue pretended to be stupid: "Qinghe doesn't quite understand what Brother Jiang said."

Come on, let’s pretend. When it’s Oscar’s turn, I, Jiang Xuan, haven’t been afraid of anyone yet. I thought it was free for the angel to deliberately test him, so I might as well give him the answer he wants.

After all, he must not let anyone know that he knew the plot from the beginning, otherwise how could he explain that he knew Qian Renxue's identity.

Jiang Xuan drank high-grade fruit wine and looked at him with a very rude look like a fool: "Your Highness is the heir to the Tiandou Empire. Although I think that my family's strength is not bad, it is not difficult to investigate the public information."

"Why do I go to Wuhun Palace? Your Highness doesn't know?" Jiang Xuan deliberately sounded displeased.

"Hahaha, of course I know. Ju Douluo is a well-known figure in the whole continent. Qinghe is very envious of being able to get guidance from Yue Guan Mian." Qian Renxue breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and quickly used Xue Qinghe's identity. Apologize said.

"Qinghe wants to know whether the Dragon Snake family will join the Spirit Hall."

"Ok?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the carriage instantly solidified. There were so many meanings in one sentence, and it would really be hard for an ordinary person to resist.

Good guy, here is this matryoshka doll.

It seems to be Xue Qinghe's question as Tiandou's heir, but the key is that this little girl has another identity.

If Jiang Xuan doesn't know the reason or is less experienced, and tells Xue Qinghe with Long Aotian's thoughts that I will definitely not join you in Tiandou or that I don't want to stand in Wuhun Hall again, that would be really cool. Sing on your body.

From Xue Qinghe's perspective, Tiandou naturally didn't want the Dragon Snake family to join the Spirit Hall.

The power of the Pope has seriously affected the secular rights. I have to say that the free angel and her mother Bibi Dong are more ruthless than the other. A spy 007 lurked in an empire and became someone else's prince.

The other runs education, recruits disciples, opens the door to promotion without class, and attracts talents from all over the world. If such a person does not unite the entire continent, it is really just an act of deception.

Therefore Jiang Xuan could not answer "Xue Qinghe" honestly.

Jiang Xuan said hypocritically: "Your Highness is worrying too much. I am the grandson adopted by Grandpa Meng Shu. There is no family inheritance issue. If Your Highness wants to know whether the Dragon Snake family is willing to join Wuhun Hall, I think you should ask me more." That’s the step sister.”

"Ask her? Who among the higher-ups now doesn't know that the Dragon Snake couple treats you as their own." Qian Renxue was the slanderer in her heart, but her expression did not change at all.

Jiang Xuan added: "Thanks to Master Yueguan's respect, I am able to worship Ju Douluo as my teacher. This is just a personal behavior. I think that a great person like the Pope will not hinder his elders from accepting disciples. Is that so, or does everyone in the world think that becoming a master is equivalent to joining the Spirit Hall? Is the empire going to expel me?"

"I'm ashamed to say that I have grown so old and have seen what the main hall of Wuhun Hall looks like. It must be very majestic."

"Haha, Brother Jiang is joking. Our empire is also thirsty for talent, so how could we expel a genius like Brother Jiang? Moreover, becoming the disciple of Ju Douluo is the dream of many soul masters. Qinghe himself can't even dream of it."

"Just asking, please forgive me, please forgive me."

After saying that, Qian Renxue observed the other party's expression. Whether it was the Volume Spirit Hall or the test as Xue Qinghe, Jiang Xuan's reaction was very normal. Logically speaking, there is no problem with this answer, but She just didn't feel right.

People can lie, but martial spirits cannot lie.

There was such an obvious movement of martial souls in the spirit fighting arena that day. Even though I had to suppress it, it didn't make sense that the other party didn't react at all.

Even if the other party raised some questions, she would feel normal, but it happened that everything was so normal that Qian Renxue felt that the other party must know something.

As the sky can see, Jiang Xuan never expected that the angels would catch the loophole in the calmness he deliberately maintained.

For the rest of the journey, the two old Yin Coins with ulterior motives exchanged words with each other, from poetry to Goulan Pai Gow. It wasn't until Qian Renxue approached the imperial capital that she gave up her intentional or unintentional temptations.