Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall Chapter 542

Yes, standing next to Salas at this moment is Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of Tiandou, who is dressed in plain white clothes, has a straight nose and a square mouth, and always has a gentle smile on his face, without any airs of a prince.

Of course, all of these are just appearances.

Who would have known that inside Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of Tiandou, was actually the domineering and arrogant young master of Wuhun Palace, Qian Renxue.

Those present, including all the resident bishops of the Tiandou Martial Spirit Temple, including Platinum Bishop Salas, did not know her true identity.

Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, makes people feel very comfortable. She doesn't have the air of a prince at all. Her approachable gentleness and elegance are easy to accept, and her words and deeds give people a calm and generous feeling.

But as a platinum bishop who has been stationed at the Tiandou Spirit Temple for many years, Salas certainly knows that this is a man with deep knowledge in the city. He can sit firmly in the position of Prince Tiandou. How can Xue Qinghe be gentle, courteous and thrifty? A humble gentleman.

According to Salas' understanding, this Xue Qinghe is definitely not a good bird.

It is precisely because of this that Saras feels a little suspicious about the arrival of this "Prince Tiandou" and is confused as to what his intentions are.

 Qian Renxue didn't know that Saras was slandering her, and even if she knew, she would only smile lightly.

Anyway, people are slandering Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of Tiandou. Qian Renxue, the young master of Wuhun Palace, has nothing to do with her.

At this time, Qian Renxue stood firmly beside Salas, without any bodyguards or entourage, not even the two titled Douluo guards, Snake Spear Douluo Shelong and Array Douluo Sanxue, who took turns to protect her safety. Didn't take it with me either.

With Qian Renxue's current strength, no one under the title can hurt her. Even when facing an ordinary title Douluo under a super Douluo, with her speed, it is easy to escape.

However, the soldiers of the Royal Knights who were standing on both sides of the road were brought by her. It was also her arrangement that the main gate of the city gate was wide open and the auxiliary gate was closed to prohibit passage.

The purpose is to prevent people from gossiping or raising any doubts. After all, her current identity on the surface is Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of Tiandou. She represents the face of the Tiandou royal family, and she still has to have the proper pomp.

Originally, there was no need for Qian Renxue to come to greet Ye Qifeng in person. She only needed to stay in the palace and wait for him to come to her.

 But who made her unable to wait any longer.

They haven't seen each other for several years. Although they often communicate with each other through letters, for some reason, as time goes by, the yearning for Ye Qifeng in her heart becomes stronger. By now, she can hardly suppress her feelings.

Knowing that Ye Qifeng was about to arrive in Tiandou City, how could Qian Renxue remain indifferent? Of course she had to take a look.

She has been waiting for this day for a long time, and her sense of anticipation and surprise is already full, even stronger than when Ye Qifeng first came to Tiandou City to see her.

 So, even if she could only serve as the Crown Prince of Tiandou, Qian Renxue would still stand here and wait for the arrival of Ye Qifeng.

 The purpose is to see him earlier and so that he can see himself at a glance.

Glancing at the Royal Knights soldiers standing on both sides of the road, Salas frowned secretly, feeling quite unhappy.

The knight guard originally welcoming His Royal Highness the Son was supposed to be the Templar Knights of the Tiandou Spirit Temple, but in the end, they were snatched away by the Tiandou Crown Prince and replaced by the Royal Knights directly under the Tiandou royal family.

It is strange that Salas can be happy.

Although the soldiers of the Royal Knights held their heads high and their chests high, they looked a bit elite, but in the eyes of a Contrlevel warrior like him, they were as fragile as ants. His Templars were far behind.

 Fortunately, Salas is a good person. Although he was extremely dissatisfied, he did not show it.

Salas' eyes moved slightly, and his slightly cloudy eyes looked at Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of Tiandou, who was standing next to him:

“Your Highness, the person arriving this time is the Holy Son of my Wuhun Temple. You can just greet him from the Tiandou Temple. Why bother Your Highness to mobilize troops like this?”

Salas's tone seemed a little salty, but the meaning behind his words was very obvious.

Just tell Xue Qinghe that the Holy Son is the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace and has nothing to do with the Tiandou royal family. You, Prince Tiandou, don't worry about it.

However, Qian Renxue seemed not to have heard his words in vain. She smiled gently, shook her head and said:

 “Bishop Salas, this is wrong.”

“Although Holy Son Ye Qifeng is the Holy Son of your Spirit Hall, he is also a distinguished guest of our Tiandou Empire.”

“As the team leader, your Holy Son led the Wuhundian Academy team all the way to the Tiandou Empire Division to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. This can be regarded as an invitation from our Tiandou Royal Family.”

“As the prince of the empire, I should come to greet you. This is the proper etiquette, lest outsiders say that our Tiandou royal family does not know what etiquette is.”

“Furthermore, the holy son of your Wuhun Palace is equal to this prince in terms of identity and status. Even if you treat him with national courtesy, it is not an exaggeration.”

"And this prince is just using the Royal Knights to maintain order at the city gate. It is not a mobilization of troops."

 What distinguished guest? Why treat each other with national courtesy? I believe you. If possible, I think your Tiandou royal family would like our Holy Son to die quickly, right?

Salas complained a few words in his heart, and then secretly glanced at Xue Qinghe. No other expression could be seen from the other person's gentle face, and he couldn't help but ask aloud:

“His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems to be very interested in the Holy Son of Ye Qifeng?”

I write love letters with him every month. Ahem, I write letters to communicate with him. Do you think I am interested? Qian Renxue's eyes flickered slightly, and a "You're right" expression appeared on her face at the right time:

“I heard that your Holy Son Ye Qifeng is an extremely talented person in this world. I have been fascinated by him for a long time, so naturally I want to get acquainted and socialize with him.”

After finishing speaking, as if on a whim, she suddenly changed her voice and suggested:

“By the way, Bishop Salas, how about letting your Holy Son Ye Qifeng live in the palace with this prince?”

Salas almost lost his temper when he heard this:

"Your Highness, please don't joke. I have already arranged His Royal Highness's residence in Tiandou Temple, so I won't bother Your Highness."

Really, this is not your decision. Qian Renxue didn't say anything more. She seemed to have thought of something, and an imperceptible smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared in the distance on the official road opposite the city gate, attracting everyone's attention.

As the queue gradually approached, the team quickly turned from a small black dot into a long dragon. The people who had been waiting under the city gate finally saw the entire queue clearly.

The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a gorgeous, majestic and surprisingly wide carriage, and behind the carriage were two rows of imposing cavalry, all wrapped in armor.

Salas and Qian Renxue, who had the highest cultivation levels present, had the best eyesight. As early as the queue appeared at the end of the official road, they had already seen the entire team clearly, and also saw Ju Douluo Yueguan driving the carriage in front. .

Qian Renxue even vaguely glimpsed Ye Qifeng and seven beautiful girls in the carriage through the gap in the curtains of the carriage carriage.

Although I felt a little unhappy in my heart, the joy in my heart still overshadowed everything else, and even my breathing became slightly faster involuntarily.

 Fortunately, her reason was still there, and she knew that her current identity was Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of Tiandou. She did not get carried away by joy and rushed forward to greet him impatiently.

Qian Renxue tried hard to suppress her restless heart, tried to be more reserved, and stood calmly in place to maintain the calm and gentle image of Prince Tiandou. However, the platinum bishop Salas next to her was not as calm as her.

The moment he saw that the person driving the horse in the carriage in front of the queue turned out to be Ju Douluo Yueguan, the elder in front of the Pope's Palace, he had already begun to rub his hands nervously.

Even if it wasn't for welcoming His Royal Highness the Holy Son, just facing Ju Douluo Yueguan, a titled Douluo elder, was enough to make him nervous for a while.

Under Qian Renxue's scorching gaze hidden in the depths of her eyes, and Saras' nervous waiting, Ye Qifeng's car finally drove slowly in front of everyone.

With a long shout, the carriage stopped smoothly under the control of Yue Guan.

“Salas, the Platinum Bishop of Tiandou Martial Spirit Temple, has met Elder Ju.”

 Before the carriage came to a complete stop, Salas had already led a group of cardinals to rush forward and greeted Yueguan respectfully.

 “Just wait a moment.”

Yue Guan paid no attention to Salas. He just glanced at them lightly. After saying a word, he turned around and knocked on the car behind:

 “His Royal Highness the Holy Son, Tiandou City has arrived.”

A warm and pleasant magnetic voice immediately came from inside the carriage:

“Okay, I understand, Elder Xinxinju is here.”

After a while, the curtain of the carriage door was opened, and a handsome young man wearing black clothes, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding a special peaceful and peaceful temperament, walked out.

As soon as the young man in black appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The moment they saw the young man in black, the cardinals behind Salas did not need any reminder and immediately realized that the young man in front of them was undoubtedly the person they wanted to receive - the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, Ye Qifeng.

 And Salas himself had seen Ye Qifeng a few years ago, so naturally he would not admit his mistake.

 “See His Royal Highness the Son!”

Salas led a group of cardinals, immediately put his hands on his chest, knelt down on one knee, and saluted Ye Qifeng respectfully as he stepped out of the carriage.

However, Ye Qifeng's attention was not on them at this time, but on Xue Qinghe, Qian Renxue, who was standing quietly on the side.

While he was still in the carriage, Ye Qifeng's powerful mental power had already sensed Qian Renxue's presence. In front of him now, Qian Renxue's aura seemed to be incapable of even the soul bone suit skill of the Angel God Armor - Disguise. Completely covered.

So the moment he stepped out of the carriage, the first place his eyes focused on was where Qian Renxue was.

To be honest, Ye Qifeng felt a little surprised.

He did not expect that Qian Renxue would actually come to the city gate in person to wait for him. Although she was the Crown Prince of Tiandou, it was already enough to make her happy.

They reunited again after many years. The moment their eyes met, Ye Qifeng clearly caught the flash of joy in Qian Renxue's eyes, but there seemed to be a trace of resentment mixed in, as if he felt that he had only come to see her now. dissatisfied.

Recalling Qian Renxue's overt and covert urging in the contact letter, Ye Qifeng suddenly felt a little guilty.

 “His Royal Highness the Holy Son?”

At this moment, an old and slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded, pulling Ye Qifeng back from his thoughts.

But seeing that it was Salas who had not shown any sign of saluting for a long time, Ye Qifeng subconsciously asked a question.

 “Ah, no need to be polite, get up quickly.”

Ye Qifeng quickly came to his senses, looked away from Qian Renxue, jumped out of the carriage, walked to Salas and helped him up.

 “Thank you, Holy Spirit”

Being supported by Ye Qifeng himself, Salas was so excited. He was about to speak to express his gratitude, but was interrupted by a gentle voice.

 “Hello, Your Majesty the Son of God.”

I saw Qian Renxue, who was standing aside blankly just now, walking over:

“My name is Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire. On behalf of the Okura family, the royal family of the Tiandou Empire, I welcome you to Tiandou City.”

As soon as Ye Qifeng turned around, he saw Qian Renxue's right hand with the ice silk glove stretched out in front of her.

“It turns out to be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I have admired you for a long time, and I have been watching the seven winds in the lower night.”

Slightly startled, Ye Qifeng immediately stretched out his right hand and held it with hers. Since Xiao Xueer wanted to play, just act with her.

Hands are cold, smooth, and soft. The ice silk gloves are extremely light and thin, as if they are nothing. Through them, you can clearly feel the soft skin of Qian Renxue's jade hands.

Ye Qifeng immediately realized that this was the hand of Qian Renxue's true form, the kind that had not been disguised as an angel.

He couldn't help but wonder, hadn't the minor flaws in Xiaoxue'er's angel costume been solved yet?

 It shouldn't be.

After so many years, with Xiaoxue'er's strength and physical fitness, it would be more than enough to absorb even two more soul bones of the angelic armor.

I don't expect that the old man Qian Daoliu will not stop her. He might even urge her to absorb the soul bone of the angel god's armor to enhance her strength and accept the inheritance of the angel **** as soon as possible.

 Normally speaking, the minor flaws in the camouflage skills of the Angel God Armor Soul Bone Set can be easily solved, and it cannot be delayed until now.

 Speaking of which, Xiaoxue'er didn't do it on purpose, right?

Thinking of this, Ye Qifeng raised his head and glanced at Qian Renxue, and sure enough, he saw her winking secretly at him. Well, no need to guess, she did it on purpose.

Feeling the cold feeling in Qian Renxue's hand, Ye Qifeng frowned slightly.

I don't know if it's a common problem among women. Their little hands are so cold. Qian Renxue is like this, teacher Bibi Dong is like this, and Hu Liena is like this too.

Among all the women he has seen, it seems that only the hands of Ninth Sister Nihuang, Liu Erlong, and Huo Wu are slightly warmer because the attribute of the martial spirit itself is the fire attribute, but it doesn't seem to be any better. Where to go. (End of chapter)

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