Douluo: Exposing Qian Renxue's identity at the beginning

Chapter 8

Zhou Ran could feel that the opponent's soul power was definitely above his.

Moreover, the opponent has the help of the hidden guards, so he is in a very passive situation now.

Zhao Yun's number of times has been used up today, and he cannot be summoned at all.

If he helped Ning Rongrong, he might bring trouble to himself.

He is a very sensible person and will not put himself in danger for anyone.

"Where did you come from, brat, do you want to die!"

Whoosh!
A sword energy came out of nowhere and landed in front of the young man.

When everyone looked around, the person who came had long silver hair and was wearing a spotless white robe, with an extraordinary temperament.

"Grandpa Jian, why are you here?" Ning Rongrong walked quickly to Jian Douluo.

Jian Douluo rubbed Ning Rongrong's head, "The suzerain said he couldn't move away, so let me accompany you."

"Hmph, Dad said he would accompany me today, he is a liar."

Ning Rongrong pouted, and then said again: "Fortunately, the Ninth Prince accompanied me for a stroll all afternoon."

"Ninth Prince?" Sword Douluo looked in the direction Ning Rongrong was looking at.

"Ding! Trigger automatic sign-in!"

"Sign in in front of Douluo's first sword, reward ability - violent sword intent!"

Zhou Ran glanced at the information of the violent sword intent. After the violent sword intent is activated, the power will increase by 1% if the sword intent is continuously used to attack for 20.00 minute.

This ability can be stacked, but only five layers can be stacked.

In other words, the violent sword intent will not be superimposed after more than 5 minutes, but the power can only be superimposed to [-]%.

Looking back at Zhou Ran, Jian Douluo's brows were covered with a layer of coldness, and he looked at the young man unkindly:
"Hurry up, or I don't mind replacing your elders and teaching you some principles of life."

"Really? People from my Nangong family are never afraid of anyone!"

The young man is still not afraid of facing Sword Douluo, he is betting that the man in front of him must know the Nangong family.

"The Nangong family?"

Jian Douluo fell into a short thought, raised his eyebrows lightly and said: "It's just a family that has been forgotten by the world, I haven't paid attention to it yet."

The young man snorted coldly, "Very well, I hope you can say this again on the day our Nangong family comes back."

"The Nangong family is back?"

Jian Douluo didn't know if the other party was the real Nangong family, but his attitude was still strong and he said: "I'll give you another chance, hurry up and get out."

At the same time, he is also a sensible person, unless it is absolutely necessary, he will never bring trouble to himself or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Sword Qi!"

As soon as the words fell, Sword Douluo was surrounded by layers of sword energy, as long as he wanted to, he could kill the boy in front of him at will.

But at this moment, an old man's voice came from a distance: "Brother Jian Chen, how about giving me some face?"

Among the watching crowd, an old man with white hair and dressed in black came out.

Leaning on crutches, he walked slowly to the boy.

"Children are ignorant, if there is something to offend, please invite Jian Chen's brother Haihan." The old man continued.

Jian Douluo glanced lightly, and found the token on the old man's waist, with two large characters "Nangong" engraved on it.

When he first arrived, he found people around him staring at them.

"The Nangong family has disappeared for thousands of years. I didn't expect your Nangong family to hide very deeply."

"Hahaha, this is a last resort, but Jian Douluo actually knew about the Nangong family, which surprised me." The old man stroked his long beard.

"Since you've said it all, I'll give your Nangong family a face."

After finishing speaking, Jian Douluo turned around and said, "Little baby, let's go."

Ning Rongrong nodded, glanced at Zhou Ran, then followed Jian Douluo's footsteps and left.

The young man looked at Ning Rongrong's back with reluctance, his complexion changed, and he said in a bad tone: "Old Xu, why didn't you take action just now?"

"Third young master, it's not that the old man doesn't take action, but that the man is too strong. Even if the old man tries his best, he is still no match for that man." The old man surnamed Xu sighed.

"Even you are not an opponent?"

The young man was silent for a while. He has been here for several years and has been relying on the power of the old man to pretend to be a tiger. He did not expect to meet a real strong man today.

……

Back in front of the palace gate, Sword Douluo looked at Zhou Ran and said, "Thank you Ninth Prince for accompanying Rongrong today, then come here, I'm going to take my little one back."

"In that case, let's say goodbye here." Zhou Ran said with a smile.

Jian Douluo nodded, gave Ning Rongrong a look, and left.

In fact, from the moment he met Zhou Ran, he felt that this man was very rich.

Although Zhou Ran is a prince, he must have seen more of the world than ordinary people.

But whether he saw himself, or the old man, or heard the Nangong family...

The whole person was too calm, which made him a little puzzled about Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran didn't enter the palace until Jian Douluo and Ning Rongrong disappeared.

Back where he lived, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to concentrate on practicing.

1 minutes, 10 minutes, half an hour...

"Oh, it still doesn't work, my cultivation aptitude is really bad."

He tried countless times, even though he practiced so hard, the soul power he got was very little.

"It seems that you have to rely on triggering automatic sign-in to have a chance to raise your soul power."

After thinking clearly, Zhou Ran no longer struggled. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the boy.

Judging by his age, that young man should be about the same as him, and the other party is also a blood child.

After three months, they will definitely meet each other, and by then it will definitely be a fight.

Some people may ask, is it okay not to participate?

This is not feasible, once selected to become a blood son, if he does not come back to participate in the blood race after the age of 14, he will be obliterated by the Nangong family.

With Zhou Ran's current strength, it is not enough to gain the dominance.

Don't underestimate a family that has disappeared for thousands of years and can continue to this day.

The background they have is not something that ordinary people can stop.

late at night.

The white moon hung high, and a figure flashed in the other courtyard.

The lights in the room were brightly lit, and with a bang, a figure entered the room in the blink of an eye.

Qian Renxue held her chin and was thinking about something. When she saw the person coming, her eyes revealed a hint of joy, "Why are you here?"

"Is your injury all right?" Zhou Ran asked with concern.

"It's almost ready, what's the matter with you here?"

Qian Renxue looked at Zhou Ran, she didn't feel anything when they were in the same room before.

But now, it feels like the two are secretly dating.

Seeing the change in Qian Renxue's attitude towards him, Zhou Ran aggressively patted her on the head.

"I came here to tell you that I may be busy going to the Star Luo Empire in the next time, and you can only take care of yourself here."

"En." Qian Renxue's eyes dodged, like a ramming elk.

"Ding! Trigger automatic sign-in!"

"The host touches the head to kill Qian Renxue, and the reward is to increase the soul power by five levels!"

Hearing the notification sound from the system, Zhou Ran immediately felt relieved.

He has almost understood the sign-in routine, and the next step is to find other people to trigger automatic sign-in and get rewards...

(End of this chapter)