Although he was slightly disappointed, Zhao Xuan had already prepared for it. Although the Qibao Glazed Sect had a good intelligence system, it was impossible to grasp every situation in every detail.
After thinking for a while, Zhao Xuan suddenly asked: "Does Uncle Ning know about a titled Douluo named Gui Mei in Wuhun Palace?"
Ning Fengzhi was drinking tea. Hearing this, he paused and said solemnly, "Have you ever fought against him?"
"We had a fight, and then I beat him away. Don't tell me that he ran away pretty fast." Zhao Xuan curled his lips. To be honest, he had never seen such a shameless Titled Douluo. A little bit.
Something's wrong, he's running faster than anything else.
Sword Douluo couldn't help but ask: "Are you sure your name is Ghost?"
Zhao Xuan nodded, but this matter was a bit complicated, and he couldn't reveal too much to Ning Fengzhi, so he could only vaguely explain the ghost's soul skills.
The faces of Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo became more and more solemn. It was indeed a ghost. Sword Douluo looked at Zhao Xuan with a strange look: "You are progressing so fast? In just a few days, you can suppress
A level ninety-five titled Douluo was defeated."
Zhao Xuan's heart moved. He knew that Sword Douluo had misunderstood. He smiled bitterly and said: "No way, his martial spirit was restrained by me."
Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, fortunately, this kid has not become so perverted yet, but even so, he still feels a bit of toothache. He is obviously only the same age as Rongrong, so why does he feel that they are not from the same era?
What about people.
"The ghost you are talking about is indeed the titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace, and he is also a close associate of the contemporary Pope. He can be said to be her right-hand man."
"That's not surprising."
Zhao Xuan nodded and murmured, it was only natural for cronies to take action when it came to killing dissidents.
Ning Fengzhi's ears moved slightly and he heard Zhao Xuan's murmuring. Although he felt a little strange, he did not ask. When Zhao Xuan described it just now, he knew that Zhao Xuan had something to hide. Since Zhao Xuan didn't want to say more, he didn't.
No need to ask anything.
However, he did not forget to remind: "But you must be careful. If Gui Mei is with Ju Douluo, another titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace, you must not be careless."
"Why?" Zhao Xuan asked subconsciously.
"Because the two of them can use martial soul fusion skills." Ning Fengzhi said calmly.
"Martial spirit fusion skill?"
Zhao Xuan and Tang San were both stunned. They naturally knew what the spirit fusion technique was. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing could use the spirit fusion technique Netherworld White Tiger, and the three masters could also use the spirit fusion technique gold.
Holy dragon!
The effect of martial soul fusion skills is definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two. This is something that the master has particularly emphasized.
Just like the martial soul fusion technique between him, Dean Flanders, and Liu Erlong, it is just two soul saints plus a great soul master, but they can exert power that is limited to Titled Douluo. After the martial soul fusion
It's not a problem to beat up ten soul saints.
And the spirit fusion skills of Titled Douluo level are only more terrifying.
"Then do you know the effect of their spirit fusion skills?" Tang San couldn't help but ask, his eyes full of curiosity.
"I don't know. The soul master world only knows that there is a martial soul fusion skill between the two of them. Everyone who has seen their martial soul fusion skill except those from the Wuhun Palace is dead."
Just as Ning Fengzhi was sighing, an attendant from the Qibao Glazed Sect came in from outside the door and said to Ning Fengzhi: "Sect Master, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived."
Ning Fengzhi's expression became serious and he said solemnly: "Please come in quickly, Your Highness."
Zhao Xuan and Tang San were a little shocked, Your Highness the Crown Prince? Why did Your Highness the Crown Prince come to Ning Fengzhi?
Sword Douluo saw this and said from the side: "The sect master is the teacher of His Highness Xue Qinghe."
Zhao Xuan and Tang San couldn't help but glance at Ning Fengzhi. They didn't expect that in addition to being the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, he was also the prince's teacher. If Xue Qinghe succeeded to the throne in the future, Ning Fengzhi would probably have God on his head.
Is this the title of teacher?
Zhao Xuan's heart moved and he said to Ning Fengzhi: "Since His Highness the Crown Prince has something to do with your uncle, I will leave first."
When Tang San saw this, he was ready to stand up and leave towards Ning Fengzhi.
Ning Fengzhi said calmly: "Everyone, please sit down. I just entrust His Highness the Crown Prince to help investigate the affairs of Haotian Douluo."
"Uncle Tang Hao?"
"dad?!"
The two were startled, looked at each other subconsciously, and then quickly sat down under Ning Fengzhi's smiling eyes.
Zhao Xuan didn't have any special mood swings, but Tang San became a little uneasy at this moment, and his eyes were fixed on the door.
A young man slowly walked in from the door. He looked about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old. He was wearing a green cloth robe, smiling at the corner of his mouth, with an indifferent temperament, and a feeling of being unfazed.
After arriving at the teahouse, the young man bowed slightly to Ning Fengzhi: "Uncle Ning."
"Qinghe, please sit down first and then talk." Ning Fengzhi said with a smile, looking at Xue Qinghe with satisfaction in his eyes.
After Xue Qinghe sat down, he looked at Zhao Xuan and Tang San, with a look of surprise on his gentle face.
"Who are these two?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled and introduced to Xue Qinghe: "This is Tang San, the son of Haotian Douluo, and the other is Zhao Xuan, Tang San is also a good friend of my daughter."
Tang San and Zhao Xuan both nodded slightly and saluted Xue Qinghe. As the prince of the empire, Xue Qinghe should still follow the etiquette they should have, but their behavior was neither humble nor overbearing.
However, the way Zhao Xuan looked at Xue Qinghe was a bit strange. He always felt that Xue Qinghe was a bit strange, but he couldn't pinpoint the specific strangeness.
After several people greeted each other, under Tang San's anxious gaze, Xue Qinghe slowly told him the information he had obtained.
Zhao Xuan also put aside the doubts in his heart and listened carefully to Uncle Tang Hao's past.
"It is indeed the Wuhun Palace."
After listening to Xue Qinghe's description of that incident, Zhao Xuan's image of Wuhun Palace gradually became clear in his heart. If he could sum it up in one word, "sanctimonious" could not be better.
Noticing the chill that unconsciously radiated from Tang San's body next to him, Zhao Xuan frowned slightly, sighed and put a hand on Tang San's shoulder.
"Calm down!"
Tang San also slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, nodded to Zhao Xuan with a calm expression, then looked at Xue Qinghe, and said with a forced smile: "Thank you, Your Highness, Crown Prince."
Xue Qinghe's eyes flashed slightly, and when he saw this, he smiled slightly and said: "It's just a little effort. If you two don't mind it, just call me Brother Xue from now on."
Looking at the gentle and elegant Xue Qinghe, Zhao Xuan and Tang San couldn't help but think, they are both princes of the empire, why is there such a big gap between Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng!