Douluo: I'm in love, Ning Rongrong, why are you anxious?

Chapter 68: Farewell, return to Wuhun Palace!

Yellow yellow purple purple black black black black black.

The nine soul rings were overflowing with color and shining with dazzling light.

"Title Douluo?"

The expressions of the other two Contras in the Seven Treasures Glaze changed slightly.

The sergeants around them widened their eyes even more, watching this scene without blinking.

A titled Douluo and a Contra conflicted. This was a fight between gods!

Elder Chen blushed and tried desperately to stand up.

But there seemed to be a mountain range on his body, and he was trembling under the pressure. He was almost forced to reveal his martial soul, but he could only kneel on the spot.

"Is this how your Seven Treasures Glazed Sect treats your benefactor?" Sword Douluo glanced at Ning Rongrong with a mocking look in his eyes.

In fact, with his determination, he would not be so angry when encountering such a thing.

He was just looking for a reason to humiliate the Qibao Glazed Sect openly and avenge Lin Ye.

"I'm sorry, he didn't know that it was a titled Douluo who bumped into your face." The other two Contras quickly came over to apologize.

The Qibao Glazed Sect is currently experiencing a troubled time, and it cannot afford to offend a strong man at the level of a titled Douluo.

Ning Rongrong's face was also full of apology, "Sorry, this was a misunderstanding. I apologize to you on behalf of Grandpa Chen."

"No need." Sword Douluo waved his sleeves, "Let's go."

He glanced at Lin Ye, and the two turned and left.

The expressions of the two Contras changed slightly, if this Titled Douluo was Miss Ning Rongrong's benefactor.Is it possible to find a way to recruit him?
A titled Douluo is also a big help to the sect.

They were about to use their eyes to remind Ning Rongrong to say a few nice words.

Seeing Lin Ye turning around to leave, Ning Rongrong already spoke with some reluctance. "Brother Ye Ling, how about you come to our Qibao Glazed Sect to stay for a few days? I will entertain you well."

After spending these seven days together, she had already developed feelings for Ye Ling, and she really couldn't bear to be separated.

Sword Douluo looked at Lin Ye, as if asking for his opinion.

"No need." Lin Ye shook his head.

He is also planning to go back to the Treasure Pavilion of Wuhun Palace to eat some more heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Even if he doesn't go back to Wuhun Hall, he still wants to go to the Alien Beast Academy where Meng Yiran is, or go to Tianshui Academy to have a look.

There are still many opportunities for improvement in his Rusty Sword Spirit.

The expression on Ning Rongrong's face was a little sad, "Do I still have a chance to see you?" She was worried that this would be the last time the two of them would see each other.

Lin Ye thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait for the continent-wide senior soul master elite competition. I should be able to participate then."

With the Rusty Sword Martial Spirit, he would naturally not miss this opportunity to fight against all the strong men in the mainland.

"Okay!" Ning Rongrong smiled like a flower, as if she had made an agreement.

Soon Sword Douluo and Lin Ye left.

Looking at their retreating figures, Ning Rongrong froze on the spot and did not regain consciousness for a long time.

As for Elder Chen, the expression on his face was still extremely angry, but he did not dare to say anything. After all, in the Douluo Continent, a titled Douluo was the symbol of the ultimate noble status. Even if he was a Soul Douluo, he would not dare to judge someone. Titled Douluo.

And when he made such a big mistake in front of so many people, he had no shame to say anything.

"Go back to the sect, young sect master." A Contra elder sighed and said.

Everyone has gone away!

The two men walked for several miles.

Sword Douluo suddenly said, "Do you feel like something is missing?"

Lin Ye replied, "It seems so. I feel weird too. I always feel like I've forgotten something."

"Is it because we have been the three of us during this period and we are a little unaccustomed to it after Ning Rongrong left?" Sword Douluo asked.

"Maybe." Lin Ye refused.

"When did you find out?" Sword Douluo asked suddenly.Lin Ye turned his head and glanced at Sword Douluo.

In fact, he has always had doubts in his heart, but he never thought that Sword Douluo would be so painful.

"A few days ago." Lin Ye replied.

"You don't have anything to say?" Sword Douluo asked again.

"There's nothing to say." Lin Ye shook his head.

He could actually guess Sword Douluo's purpose.

However, some things have passed away and he is too lazy to recall them.

However, he would not just let it go with Ning Fengzhi plundering his martial soul and innate soul power.

When he has enough strength, he will personally go to the Qibao Glazed Sect to seek justice.

And judging from his current growth rate, that day won't be far away.

"Good boy." Sword Douluo laughed, and then he suddenly realized,

"Fuck, where's my carriage?"

a few days later.

Wuhun City.

Seeing the familiar city, a trace of nostalgia appeared on Sword Douluo's face.

It's better to stay and be comfortable in the city.

His old bones had been exposed to the wind all day long, and he felt completely haggard.

Lin Ye couldn't help but lick his lips.

Thinking of those natural and earthly treasures, he couldn't wait any longer.

Now that he has level 22 soul power, he must be able to devour more heavenly materials and earthly treasures than before.

Pope's Palace.

In the conference hall.

Bibi Dong was absentmindedly listening to the reports of her subordinates, looking out the window from time to time.

Facing this report, which was enough to determine the pattern of the entire continent, she didn't seem to care what she was expecting.

"Are you back?" She suddenly interrupted the report and asked her attendant.

"Not yet." The attendant who had been with Bibi Dong for more than 20 years answered cautiously with a wry smile on his face.

She finally realized the status of His Royal Highness the Holy Son in the Pope's heart.

Almost everyone around Bibi Dong knows that Bibi Dong is a workaholic, often working day and night without sleep.

However, in front of His Highness Lin Ye, all work must be ranked behind.

"Da da da." Footsteps sounded.

A knight in silver armor ran over in a hurry.

"What's the matter?" the attendant asked somewhat displeased.

This is the centerpiece of the Wuhun Palace. How can someone be so impetuous?
"Lin, His Royal Highness the Holy Son Lin Ye is back!" The palace guard knight said slightly out of breath.

His physical fitness is actually very good, and he is also a soul master with high soul power. However, he was too anxious and ran from the city gate to the Pope's Palace in one breath, so he couldn't hold on.

"Okay, very good." A smile instantly broke out on Bibi Dong's face, and she waved her hand, "You have served well in passing orders, and I will reward you with [-] gold soul coins. In addition, you will be promoted to a Templar Knight."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people around him changed slightly.

Doesn’t he have any merit?
Ten thousand gold soul coins is a small amount to them, but it means a lot to the Templars.

Looking at the palace guard knight who was full of joy, everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Is this the favor of His Highness Lin Ye?
It's really enviable.

(End of this chapter)