Douluo: Qian Renxue is my wife

Yale Empire, inside the palace.

A man is sitting high on the throne, holding a bright scepter in his hand.

"Miss Qian Renxue, I didn't know that you came from afar, so I apologize for not being able to welcome you from afar," the man said.

"It's okay, Your Majesty. I came here today to ask for something." Qian Renxue got straight to the point and stated her needs directly.

"So, you want to move the Wuhun Palace here? But..." After hearing what Qian Renxue said, Emperor Yale hesitated and wanted to shirk something.

"Haha, Xue Qinghe, don't forget how you survived back then."

Qian Renxue's cold voice echoed in the palace.

"How dare you! How can you call His Majesty by his first name!"

Two groups of soldiers swept in from outside the palace and surrounded Qian Renxue.

"Huh? Is this the Yale Empire?"

Qian Renxue smiled coldly, her eyes filled with disdain and gleaming coldly.

Both rows of soldiers stopped in place.

"Qian Renxue, what do you want to do?!" Xue Qinghe said coldly on the throne.

"You want something from me now?! Besides, I am far from what I used to be at this time. You are so presumptuous, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Xue Qinghe continued, his tone full of coldness and arrogance.

Hearing Xue Qinghe's order, two elders flew in from outside the door.

"Chen flies, dust flies." Qing Xinghe ordered.

I saw two people's martial souls opening up, and nine neat soul rings began to float gradually, extending outward.

Their martial spirits were both swords, slowly emerging in the sky, and finally their swords merged into one.

"Oh? Martial spirit fusion? It's interesting." Qian Renxue snorted coldly and ignored it. Instead, she stood up slowly and shook her robe slowly.

His whole body was immediately covered with golden armor, turning into a bright golden color.

"Humph."

Qian Renxue snorted coldly, and the powerful aura spread out, and the nine soul rings lit up together.

Eight black soul rings slowly appeared, and everyone's eyes softened slightly.

Until, they saw the last soul ring, a bright golden color!

"This?!" Xue Qinghe was shocked!

"When did he break through to the ninth soul ring? What happened to that golden soul ring?!"

Xue Qinghe was greatly shocked. The martial spirits of the two elders who had just entered were instantly separated and shattered.

A powerful aura filled the entire palace, and the windows were shattered.

The two elders were instantly suppressed by the powerful aura and couldn't stand up. The brightness of the originally released soul rings also dimmed rapidly.

"This is all you have? I spared your life back then, but you have this much power?!"

Qian Renxue stayed where she was, her terrifying aura constantly being released, her tone still cold.

"How is it possible?!" Xue Qinghe was shocked. He had received the news before, until Qian Renxue was seriously injured and could only stay at level 89 forever.

However, the scene just now made him completely change his mind. The Qian Renxue in front of him still only had eight soul rings, but nine.

The aura she exuded was not just a simple Titled Douluo. The terrifying suppressive power instantly disintegrated the spirits of the two brothers who were both Titled Douluo.

"You! How could this happen?!" Xue Qinghe couldn't help but say.

He knew that Qian Renxue was coming. To make sure, three titled Douluo were left in the palace. They were originally enough to deal with Qian Renxue, who was just a Soul Douluo. However, when they met today, Qian Renxue's strength was far from the limit. within your own reach.

"Protect Your Majesty!"

At this time, three more men flew in from outside, with nine soul rings flashing around them.

"Humph." Qian Renxue just sneered twice, disappeared silently, and arrived in front of Xue Qinghe in the next second.

The sharp angel holy sword, at some point, was pressed against his neck.

"No, I agree!" Xue Qinghe was frightened and finally couldn't help but compromise.

"You guys should step back! I still have something to discuss with the distinguished guests." Xue Qinghe said almost tremblingly, dismissing everyone, leaving Qian Renxue alone to speak.

"That's right." Qian Renxue's tone was still cold.

"Since you agree, there is no need to say anything else. I have made arrangements for Wuhun Palace to move to your place." Qian Renxue said it directly.

Before Xue Qinghe could reply, he added another sentence.

"The Spirit Hall has been severely damaged and all the spirit masters are gone. I need you to send us some talents. Of course, we also need financial support. I hope you can lend a helping hand."

Qian Renxue's true intention began to be revealed. Wuhun Palace's relocation was just a good start. The most important thing was people and financial resources. Only in this way could Wuhun Palace have a chance to restore its former vitality.

Otherwise, it can only be an empty shell.

Qian Renxue has already understood this truth, and came here today for this purpose. Having said this, Xue Qinghe is already riding a tiger and is unable to get off, and does not know what to do.

"Uh... easy to say, easy to say." Xue Qinghe quickly agreed.

Although there is only Qian Renxue attacking alone now, and if you include the entire Yale Empire, there are more than ten titled Douluo. If you have to fight, Qian Renxue will definitely lose.

However, it would be of no benefit to everyone to break up the relationship here. Now Qian Renxue can completely take away her name.

"Okay, let's make a plan." With that said, Qian Renxue left a detailed list for Xue Qinghe.

There are needed items and needed talents on the list.

"Okay..." Xue Qinghe held the list tremblingly in his hands, and then called the housekeeper to make arrangements.

After explaining everything, a person came in a hurry and came to Xue Qinghe's ear, not knowing what he said.

Xue Qinghe, whose face was originally full of gloom and fear, suddenly relaxed a little. He just heard that his national master was back.

His national advisor is Panzheng, who is known as the pillar of the country, which is reflected in his status in the empire.

Xue Qinghe had just tidied up his clothes when an announcement came from outside the door.

: "The Imperial Master has arrived!"

At this time, I saw an old man coming slowly, but what was different from others was that the old man was just walking in the air, simply relying on the air flow.

The moment Qian Renxue saw the old man, he had a feeling as deep as a jade, and an unfathomable feeling filled his heart.

"This old man is not simple."

The old man's hair was gray, and his silver hair was swaying gently in the air. His clothes also looked a little shabby, with white holes in them, and he didn't look like a national master at all.

"National Preceptor, you are here!" Xue Qinghe greeted him excitedly, forgetting his identity for a moment. After all, the National Preceptor at this time was a life-saver for him.

"Your Majesty, no!" The old man gave a shallow salute and stopped Xue Qinghe.

"Pope Qian Renxue, let me introduce to you. This is the national preceptor of our Yale Empire, Panzheng." Xue Qinghe introduced.

"National Master, Pope Qian Renxue is our distinguished guest. He is here to purchase a large amount of treasures. It just so happens that you take our distinguished guests to the auction in our empire, where we have the best treasures."

Xue Qinghe ordered.