"Xiao San, what's your opinion?" Jiang Siming looked at Tang San.
"The royal family is kind to our academy, so Tang San naturally doesn't dare to refuse." Tang San nodded and said.
"Okay! Let's set off now!" Dugu Bo said eagerly.
"Wait! Old man, you go first." Jiang Siming said.
"What?" Dugu Bo said a little confused.
"This matter won't be that simple! I have to make some preparations!" Jiang Siming said in a deep voice.
"Okay! This is my belt. With it, you can move around the palace unimpeded."
...
Three hours later.
In the majestic palace.
Jiang Siming relied on his waist card to travel unimpeded, and the sound of Jiang Siming's lonely footsteps echoed between the towering city walls on both sides.
"Who?" Jiang Siming shouted sharply.
A figure flashed past.
"My master invites you, and I hope you will show your respect!" The black shadow exuded a strange aura, and was obviously a master of concealment.
Jiang Siming touched his chin, hesitated a little, and said, "Lead the way!"
Jiang Siming could probably guess who the master the other party was referring to.
Passing through the numerous palaces, a deep bamboo forest unfolds in front of you.
The faint sound of the piano came slowly, seeming to hide loneliness and loss.
"Sir, please, my master is waiting for you inside." The figure in black robe gradually faded out of Jiang Siming's sight.
"Qian Renxue! I want to see what tricks you can do!" Jiang Siming squinted his eyes and walked into the bamboo forest.
The flowing water flows, and the beautiful lady plays the harp.
What caught my eye was the originally amiable and handsome Prince Xue Qinghe, but a stunningly beautiful lady with long hair reaching her waist, admiring her solitary beauty.
"You're here!" Qian Renxue said softly.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Jiang Siming said coldly.
"Haha, if you want to do it, just give it a try! Why say more?" Qian Renxue stopped plucking the strings and looked at Jiang Siming with her deep eyes.
"Really? I want to give it a try!" Jiang Siming said, with sword energy flowing all over his body.
The next moment, dozens of powerful auras instantly locked onto Jiang Siming.
"I thought you were really not afraid of death!" Jiang Siming regained his momentum and said with a faint smile.
Qian Renxue smiled slightly and was noncommittal.
"You seem to have known who I am for a long time!" Qian Renxue's eyes were full of curiosity, and she acted like an innocent little girl at this moment.
"So what?" Jiang Siming said lightly.
"It would be a pity for a genius like you to die young, wouldn't it?" Qian Renxue plucked the strings again and said nonchalantly, but full of deep threats.
"Do you think I'm really afraid of those dozen of your losers?" Jiang Siming said with some disdain. The reason why he didn't take action yet was because he was wondering why Qian Renxue would go to all the trouble to bring him here.
"You are indeed very strong. Even grandpa admits that you are strong. But do you think that when you were able to escape, it was really because grandpa couldn't kill you?" Qian Renxue said lightly.
Jiang Siming's pupils were slightly dilated. Outside Wuhun City, Qian Daoliu's blow was really terrifying. The opponent did have a chance to kill him. However, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Originally, Jiang Siming thought that the opponent thought that he was suffering.
If you hit that blow, you will definitely die. Now it seems that there is another hidden reason.
"It's weird, isn't it?" Qian Renxue said with a smile.
"I also find it strange, but grandpa told me that you can't die, so I brought you here, because if you leave this bamboo forest, you will die!" Qian Renxue's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty.
Suddenly there was a loud noise from the palace in the distance.
Jiang Siming's eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that the battle over there had begun.
"Useless struggle." Qian Renxue shook her head, seeming to feel regret.
"That's not necessarily the case!" Jiang Siming didn't panic at all. The reason why he didn't come to the palace with Tang San was naturally his own reason.
Qian Renxue shook her head, not believing Jiang Siming's words at all. The number of titled Douluo dispatched by Wuhun Palace this time was as high as ten. The palace was already controlled by Qian Renxue, and reinforcements from the soul masters of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect could not enter at all.
Come.
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, I don't have time to spend time with you here." Jiang Siming turned around and left. Since Qian Dao exiled him, Jiang Siming also let Qian Renxue go. Jiang Siming never did anything.
No debt.
"Wait! You should know what I want?" Qian Renxue said lightly.
"Compared to the throne, I value what you have in your hands more now."
"Do you think I will give it to you?" Jiang Siming said coldly without stopping at all.
"Don't leave in a hurry, I brought a friend with me. You should know her." Qian Renxue said and clapped her hands.
Jiang Siming stopped, with a bad feeling in his heart, and slowly turned around.
A familiar figure appeared in front of her, but at this moment her face looked a little pale and she knelt on the ground.
"How about it? It's quite a deal to exchange one life for a dead thing with you, right?" Qian Renxue's cold voice spread slowly along with the melodious sound of the piano.
Tang Yuehua, who was kneeling on the ground, showed shock in his eyes, looking at Qian Renxue who was sitting upright in disbelief.
Jiang Siming looked at Jiang Siming in front of him with some expectancy.
The air suddenly fell silent, and in the bamboo forest, apart from the sound of falling leaves, there was only the melodious sound of the piano.
a long time.
"Do you think I would hand it over for an unrelated woman?" Jiang Siming said coldly.
Tang Yuehua, who was sitting on his knees, looked at Jiang Siming with disbelief in his eyes, and then smiled with relief.
"Then please do it!" Qian Renxue didn't say much. She raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said indifferently. The moment Jiang Siming hesitated, Qian Renxue actually knew that Jiang Siming would never
Indifferent.
"Hey, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" Jiang Siming's eyes turned completely cold at this moment. He originally wanted to return Qian Daoliu's favor, but the other party was seeking death, and Jiang Siming was not an indecisive person.
Tang Yuehua, who was originally kneeling on the ground in despair, heard Jiang Siming speak like this, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his desperate eyes.
"Don't you think it's ridiculous? There are ten Soul Saints and eight Soul Douluo outside the bamboo forest. Even if they are really banned, Douluo will have to stay away, just you?" Qian Renxue said with a disdainful smile.
"Yeah?"
A cold light flashed, and the tip of the Immortal Sword was pressed against Qian Renxue's neck, and a faint golden blood slowly flowed out.
In an instant, 18 powerful auras rushed into the bamboo forest.
"Don't move! If you move again, I'll kill her! Get out of here all of her!" Jiang Siming shouted sternly.
"Your Highness!"
Qian Renxue's eyes were somewhat dull as she looked at Jiang Siming who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. With that half-unparalleled face, even Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel slightly dazed.
Qian Renxue, who gradually regained consciousness, waved to her men and signaled them to retreat.
A group of strong men from the Wuhun Palace looked at each other, but still retreated.
"It seems that I overestimated my own strength!" Qian Renxue said helplessly. She thought that no matter how strong Jiang Siming was, she could hold him back for a while, but she didn't expect that Jiang Siming was so strong.
.
"Do you think I have the ability to kill you and take her away?" Jiang Siming said coldly.
The blood flowing from Qian Renxue's scratched jade neck has soaked into her thin clothes.
The pride on his chest was clearly visible, and Jiang Siming couldn't help but glance at it subconsciously.
"Does it look good?" Qian Renxue, who was a little pale at the moment, said with a smile.