From Douluo to God

"Uncle, what do you want me to learn, can I learn it?"

His previous depravity was entirely Xue Xing's promise to him, and he would definitely help him become a prince.

The temptation to sit on the throne without struggling made him completely lost.

Xue Xing swung his hand, and more than a dozen books fell to the ground.

"Read more sage scriptures, learn the art of war, and don't spend all your time on women's bellies."

Xue Xing snorted heavily, flung his sleeves and left.

Xue Beng picked up the book on the ground with disgust, and muttered: "Women still have to play, and I want to sit on the throne, too. It seems that I can only go outside to play in the future."

He was extremely depressed, the taste of a good family is the most wonderful, but Xue Xing's eyeliner is everywhere in his mansion, it is impossible to snatch people back in the future.

"When my elder brother falls, I'll see who can stop me." There was a trace of hostility in Xue Beng's eyes.

On the treetops outside the hall, the black bird rolled its eyes, fluttered and flapped its wings, and followed Prince Xue Xing's team.

The avalanche was nothing to worry about, but Xue Xing needed to keep a close eye on it.

Jiang Chen's eyes were full of murderous intent, just a moment ago, he had an urge to let the little black sparrow sneak attack and kill Xue Beng.

But after thinking about it, I held back.

This matter needs to be discussed with Qian Renxue before deciding how to kill him.

At this moment, Jiang Chen who was sitting on the bed moved his ears, and heard a slight rubbing sound.

This is the sound of the secret passage opening.

He turned his head and looked behind him, looking through the wall, just in time to see an old man with a five-pointed platinum crown coming out of the secret passage.

Chapter 189 Love Bento

The old man wore a five-pointed white gold crown on his head, his face was like an ancient moon, his temples were gray, and his tall and thin body was like a javelin.

It looks like he is over seventy years old, but his spirit is still hale and hearty.

Jiang Chen had never seen this person before, but from the other party's crown and the platinum bishop's clothing, he had already guessed the identity of this person.

One of the Four Platinum Bishops of Wuhundian, the Lord of the Temple of Heaven Dou City, Salas.

The other three bishops, Jiang Chen, have already met, but this Salas, when Jiang Chen first entered the Spirit Hall, Salas was transferred to Tiandou City.

Salas entered the room and looked down at Xiaoying with a slightly majestic gaze.

Xiaoying pressed the palms of her hands to the back of her hands, leaned against her chest, and bent slightly to show respect.

Salas directly took out a secret letter and handed it to Xiaoying.

"This is a secret letter from the Pope's Palace."

Xiaoying took it respectfully, "Your Bishop, don't worry, I will definitely hand it over to Miss."

"En." Salas hummed for a long time, without saying a word, turned his head and walked into the secret passage.

After he disappeared, Xiaoying breathed a sigh of relief.

With a creak, her door was pushed open, and Jiang Chen walked in.

Xiaoying's complexion changed slightly, and when she found out that it was Jiang Chen, she said angrily, "Don't you know how to knock when you enter someone's room?"

"Sorry." Jiang Chen said awkwardly.

He wanted to see what was written in the letter, but in a hurry he forgot to knock on the door.

Xiaoying glared at him and stopped talking.

Jiang Chen grabbed the letter with his big hands.

With a snap, Xiaoying slapped him off mercilessly with her small hands.

"This is for Miss. Neither you nor I are qualified to read it."

As she said that, she received the secret letter into the soul guide like a thief.

Jiang Chen wanted to know what was written on the secret letter from the Pope's Palace.

Perhaps it was a plan aimed at the Heaven Dou imperial family.

Jiang Chen felt that with his own identity, he was fully qualified to know.

If he brought out the identity of his son, maybe this girl would be willing to show him.

But this is a bit of a show off, it's not easy to be friends in the future.

He rolled his eyes, and there was a plan in his mind.

"Sister Xiaoying, the dishes I cooked at noon are not bad, right?"

"It's okay." Speaking of this, Xiaoying's big eyes lit up a little.

"Then let me cook you another meal that night?" Jiang Chen's tone was gentle and persuasive.

"Really?" Xiaoying was a little moved, her throat couldn't help rolling, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Really." Jiang Chen nodded.