Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

The side hall of the Prince's study.

Clear edges and corners, lightning-shaped eyebrows, amber eyes... Shi Chen stood helplessly in front of a clearly polished dressing mirror and looked over his whole body several times to make sure there was nothing wrong. Sticky place.

"Yeah, it fits pretty well."

Stretching his arms, he made a satisfactory comment on the clothing.

"of course……"

The petite and pretty maid came forward, straightened his unturned collar, and tied the black tie skillfully: "This is tailor-made for you by the Clothing Bureau of His Majesty's special order."

Oh, no need to!

Shi Chen said: "...Thank you, Your Highness."

The little maid didn't say anything. After tying her tie, she took his original clothes and bowed her head before exiting. When she was about to leave the threshold of the side hall, she whispered:

"Actually, Emiya, you can come here often."

"...Huh?" Shi Chen didn't hear clearly.

"Before you came to His Highness the Crown Prince, His Highness had always been like this. He was gentle and polite to everyone. He was obviously smiling, but he always gave people a feeling of alienation. But now he doesn't."

The little maid explained in a low voice: "Since you came here, I have noticed that His Royal Highness smiles more and more, the kind of smile that comes from the heart."

"So, I hope you can come and sit here often, Your Highness."

Her voice became softer and softer: "Even...even if His Highness likes a man, still..."

The words stopped suddenly, and the little maid's pretty face turned a little red, and then she ran away shyly with small steps.

Did this little girl misunderstand something...

Shi Chen couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "Why does this maid give me a sense of déjà vu like the housekeeper in Mary Sue's novels?"

He looked at himself in the mirror again. He was wearing a double-breasted red dress, tall and decent. After nodding with satisfaction, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands. Then he opened the door of the side hall with a cane inlaid with rubies. …

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"Shut up!"

The neighing sound of horses echoed in front of the Qibao Glazed Sect Mountain Gate, and the luxuriously decorated royal carriage slowly stopped surrounded by dozens of imperial guards.

Wearing a red dress, Shi Chen held his cane and followed His Highness the Crown Prince out of the carriage, and stepped steadily onto the first step of one of the three upper sects.

The fiery red sun hung high in the sky, causing the entire Qibao Glazed Sect to be filled with dazzling light. There were several suspended guard towers on the main peak, showing the spirit of the fairy without losing its majesty and majesty.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment. Let me report to the sect master first."

In front of the tall arch made of glazed jade, two young men wearing light blue uniforms stood with serious expressions.

A small seven-story pagoda symbolizing the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was embroidered on the left chest, indicating their identity as disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and they held their hands towards the two of them.

Qian Renxue nodded slightly: "Okay."

One of the disciples bowed and ran towards the inside of the mountain gate. He disappeared in a blink of an eye. The other one was still standing in front of the arch, neither humble nor arrogant.

This is the confidence to go to the third sect. A young disciple does not show any timidity when looking at the imperial prince...

"Sister Xue, why don't we go over there to escape the heat first..." Shi Chen raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky, which was sparing no effort to shine and heat, and suggested.

Why bask in the sun when there is shade?

"...This isn't appropriate."

Qian Renxue, who felt that waiting requires sincerity, showed hesitation.

"Hey, since you want to see Sect Master Ning, you must do it in the most elegant manner. It's not appropriate to be sweating all over the sun."

Shi Chen, who was wearing the same clothes as Tokiomi, patted Qian Renxue on the shoulder and persuaded her with the principle of elegance.

After about half an hour.

"Hahaha, boy Shirou, you are finally willing to come see me."

A vigorous and powerful voice sounded in the mountain forest. The voice seemed to come from all directions, making the leaves around the ground rustle.

As the voice appeared, an old man with white beard and hair but a face as delicate as a baby flew straight down the winding mountain path, with a cold flying sword under his feet.

The person who came was surprisingly Sword Douluo, Sword Dao Chen Xin.

Damn it, it turned out to be this old wall lamp, I knew it... Shi Chen silently covered his face.

"Huh? What about people?"

At first glance, Shi Chen's figure was not seen. Sword Douluo, with his white hair and childish face, looked at the disciple guarding the mountain gate and said in an urgent tone:

"Where's the boy with reddish hair?"

"Uh, I'm... enjoying the coolness over there."

The disciple was stunned for a second or two, then raised his hand and pointed at a big tree beside the white jade steps.

Normally, only when Miss Rongrong disappears or becomes angry can one see Sword Douluo in this posture.

Sword Douluo turned his head and found two people sitting under the shade of a tree. He wanted to find the boy who was covering half of his face and holding a bluesilver grass in his mouth.

"You kid, why are you hiding?"

Of course I'm hiding from you, an old wall lamp. You haven't given up the idea of ​​accepting me as your disciple for so long... Shi Chen laughed dryly and said:

"It's a blessing to find some shade under the sun."

"A man must have a healthy tanned complexion. Don't imitate those pampered pretty boys in the empire."

Chen Xin glanced at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with connotation, then laughed and said:

"Come on, come on, I will take you directly up. The sect master is waiting for you in the meeting hall."

As he spoke, Chen Xin put his fingers together to form a sword, raised his wrist slightly, and an invisible strong wind blew quietly, lifting Shi Chen's entire body lightly.

... I wipe it, I can't control my body at all. Is this the weight of Sword Douluo... He can't even resist the ten-thousand-year soul ring... Shi Chen thought a little helplessly.

Next second,

Shi Chen's feet landed firmly on his gigantic Seven Kills Sword.

"Shirou boy, stand still."

Sword Douluo didn't even look at Qian Renxue, he turned to greet Shi Chen, raised his sword finger slightly, activated the Seven Kills Sword, and flew towards the main tower of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

"In front of the sword..."

Qian Renxue watched the Seven Kills Sword vibrate the air and go away, leaving only afterimages in place, with a hint of bitterness on her delicate face:

"Senior Jian still doesn't trust me. Do I have the potential to be a pretty boy?"

His Royal Highness the Prince did not pay attention to this episode. He passed through the arch and along the winding mountain road, tapping his toes, he galloped towards the main tower...

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"Shirou, do you look at the style of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect?"

On the way to the main tower, Sword Douluo pointed to the towering spire that reached straight into the sky, promoting his sect:

"Isn't it much more imposing than your Tiandou Royal Academy?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Shi Chen said perfunctorily without any waves, but his eyes were fixed on the Seven Kills Sword at his feet. The Seven Kills Sword was as green as autumn water and exuded a cold light.

"Based on experience, the shared feeling is over and the project is completed."

Such a sword is recognized throughout the continent as the most powerful sword in terms of attack power!

Under the capture of Shi Shi's mind, the sword head, sword stem, sword grid...the entire sword body was being shaped one by one in his mind.