"Who is it?" Hu Liena, who was doing morning exercises in a corner of the hall, was instantly alert. The charm in her peach blossom eyes was gone, leaving only cold scrutiny. Xie Yue, Shui Bing'er, Ye Lingling and others also heard the sound and gathered together, looking warily at this strange woman who came uninvited and had a strong aura.
Bishop Salas was sitting at the main table processing files when he heard the movement and raised his head. When his eyes touched Qian Renxue's face and the unique emblem of the guards behind her, he was stunned for a moment, then his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was filled with extreme respect and fear! He trotted to Qian Renxue, bent down deeply, and said with excitement and trembling in his voice:
"Subordinate...Subordinate Saras, pay your respects to the young master! I didn't know that the young master was coming, and I failed to welcome you from afar. I deserve death!"
“Young Master?!” Hu Liena, Xie Yue and others were instantly stunned! It was like being struck by thunder, and my mind went blank! They were shocked to see Bishop Salas, who usually held a high position and did not even look down upon by the Tiandou royal family, now bowed as humbly as a servant and called... Young Master?
The young master of Wuhun Palace? who? The stunning woman in front of them, who looked to be a few years older than them, turned out to be... the young master? When did the Wuhun Palace have a young master?
Just when everyone was in shock and looking at each other, the light in the hall dimmed slightly, and two figures appeared like ghosts.
It is Ju Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Ghost!
The appearance of the two titled Douluo made the atmosphere in the hall even more depressing. However, what made Hu Liena and others' eyes almost pop out was that these two people were actually bowing respectfully to the blond woman at this moment!
"My subordinate, Yue Guan (ghost), pays homage to the young master!" Their voices were filled with absolute respect.
Boom!
Hu Liena, Xieyue, Yan, Shui Bing'er, Ye Lingling... all the young people present were collectively petrified! Ju Douluo! Ghost Douluo! He even saluted her? Call him Young Master? This woman's status is simply as high as the sky! Who is she?
Qian Renxue turned a blind eye to everyone's shock, as if this was a matter of course. She glanced flatly at the two elders Jugui and Salas, and her cold voice carried an unquestionable command tone: "Get up."
"Thank you, young master!" The three of them stood up and stood respectfully with their hands down.
Qian Renxue's eyes did not even stay for a second on Hu Liena and other "juniors", and she directly ordered Salas: "Salas, from today on, I will move in here. Arrange a clean courtyard for me." Her tone was calm, but it carried the natural pressure of a superior.
"Yes! I will go and do it immediately! We will clean up the best villa!" Salas responded quickly, with cold sweat falling from his forehead.
"In addition," Qian Renxue's eyes finally turned to the inside of the hall, as if penetrating the wall and falling on a guy who was sleeping in. "Let Ling Ye come to see me immediately. He and I have important matters to discuss." When the name "Ling Ye" was mentioned, an extremely subtle fluctuation seemed to pass through the depths of her ice-covered eyes.
"Yes! I will call him now!" Salas did not dare to neglect and immediately went to do it himself.
Hu Liena and others watched Qian Renxue, surrounded by Salas and Jugui Douluo, walking towards the depths of the inner hall as if patrolling the territory. It was not until the figure disappeared that the restraining spell seemed to be lifted.
"Young... Young Master?" Hu Liena's voice was incredibly sharp, "Who is she? Both Elder Ju and Elder Gui... and Bishop Salas... Oh my god! How could that little bastard Ling Ye know such a big shot?"
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Xie Yue frowned and her eyes were solemn: "I have never heard of this...this matter is not trivial! I'm afraid it involves the top secret of Wuhun Palace!"
Yan scratched his head, with a confused look on his face: "Young Master? Could it be that he is from the Pope's Crown..."
"Be careful!" Xie Yue shouted immediately. But in everyone's minds, this stormy speculation has already taken shape.
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deep in the branch hall, there is a temporarily empty quiet room.
Ling Ye yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes, and was "invited" by Salas. As soon as he opened the door, he faced Qian Renxue, who was sitting in the main seat and looking at him leisurely.
Eye facing each other.
Ling Ye: _(:з ∠)_(sleepy and confused face)
Qian Renxue: (￣_,￣) (the queen examines her face)
The air seemed to have solidified, and only Ling Ye's unsuppressed yawn sounded particularly clear in the quiet room.
Salas bowed and retreated very wisely, and closed the door thoughtfully, leaving the two of them staring at each other.
"Ahem..." Ling Ye felt a little uncomfortable due to Qian Renxue's penetrating gaze. He scratched his head and tried to break the silence, "That... good morning, the prince... uh, no, it's your highness, the young master? Do you have something to do with me?" He was still trying to act stupid.
Everything, right? "
Ling Ye blinked, with a confused and innocent look on his face: "Ah? What do you know? Young Master, you speak incomprehensibly. I am young and cannot understand you." His acting skills are at the level of an actor.
The corner of Qian Renxue's mouth curled up in a cold arc, her body leaned forward slightly, and an invisible pressure filled the air: "Still pretending? That "The Adventures of Tang San"! What's in it! And my true identity!" Her voice was low, but every word was like a hammer, hammering. In Ling Ye's heart, "The book was opened from your blind box spirit! Therefore, you must know everything recorded in it! Including those...the future that has not yet happened!"
The sleepiness and confusion on Ling Ye's face froze for an instant. "Fuck!" Did she really watch it? Still believe it? ” He felt a thump in his heart, knowing that pretending to be stupid wouldn’t work anymore.
Looking at Ling Ye's expression that changed instantly, Qian Renxue felt even more certain. She looked at Ling Ye with complicated eyes, and the cold questioning in her tone seemed to melt a little, bringing with it a trace of... extremely complicated emotions that even she herself was not aware of:
"No matter what...Ling Ye, I want to thank you." Her voice was low, with a heavy complex feeling, as if she had been relieved of a heavy burden and shouldered a heavier mission. "Thank you for letting me know those... cruel truths. Let me see clearly who is the enemy and who... is worth protecting."
Ling Ye looked at the deep pain and determination in Qian Renxue's eyes, and sighed slightly in her heart. It seemed that the impact of that book on her was far greater than imagined. Rarely, he nodded solemnly: "No need to thank me. It's just a coincidence. That book... now that you've read it, what are you going to do?" He was very curious about how this young man with the "script" in his hand wanted to change his fate against the odds.
"How to do it?" The cold light in Qian Renxue's eyes sharpened with murderous intent, "Of course the ending in the book... is completely rewritten! Tang San must die! Tang Hao must die! All obstacles blocking the road to Wuhun Palace must be cleared!"
She stood up suddenly, her powerful momentum making the air in the quiet room tremble: "But, now my strength is not enough ! There is still a long way to go to reach the realm of Titled Douluo! I need strength! I need the power to crush everything and change my destiny! "
Her gaze burned onto Ling Ye's face instantly: "So, Ling Ye, from today on, I will open your blind box alone! All of them! Every day! Every blind box must belong to me!"
“Pfft——!” Ling Ye almost choked on his own saliva. He widened his eyes and looked at the domineering young master in front of him who was ready to monopolize the game. He seemed to be seeing the tycoons in the games in his previous life who were all over the place with krypton gold.
"No! Absolutely not!" Ling Ye shook his head like a rattle, with an extremely determined attitude, "Young Master, your soul power is too high! I'm only level 30! Think about it, you opened the blind box yesterday, are those soul power rewards useful to you? Basically useless! Why? Because your level is too high! Your foundation is too strong. ! The rewards of the blind box are based on the combination of the opener and me, the host. If your level is too high, the things you get will only be a waste of precious "explosion rate"! When my level is higher, the upper limit of the good things you can get will be higher, which will improve you even more! Do you understand?
Qian Renxue frowned. Ling Ye's words were not completely unreasonable. Those "soul power drops" that were issued yesterday were indeed useless to her. If Ling Ye's level increases, may the "quality" of the blind box really improve? But... let her watch the opportunity to develop a god-given soul ring, create her own soul skills, or even a heaven-defying skill like "Xuan Tian Gong" slip away? Absolutely impossible!
"Hmph!" Qian Renxue snorted coldly, and a powerful aura enveloped Ling Ye again, "Smart tongue! How can this young master be so easy to fool? At most... give up half of it!" She stretched out five slender jade fingers, with a sense of charity that "this young master has made a huge concession", "Of all the blind boxes every day, I will open half first! The rest is up to you to do with what you want!"
Ling Ye looked at the five fingers dangling in front of her eyes, which represented "half", and then looked at Qian Renxue's threatening expression of "I'll make you look good if you don't agree", and thought quickly in her mind. half? It seems...it's not unacceptable? Anyway, the number of blind boxes he collects every day is not too small. If he gives her half, he will still have a lot left, and she can also synchronize some of the good things when she opens them... The most important thing is that the young master is obviously in a "top" state now. If he bargains again, if she really uses force... "Deal!" Ling Ye made the decision very "aware of current affairs".
Qian Renxue snorted coldly, barely satisfied with the result. She waved her hand and said with an unquestionable command tone: "Then what are you waiting for? Start now! I want to open today's blind box!"
Ling Ye had no choice but to use her soul power obediently under Qian Renxue's scorching gaze. With a slight movement of his mind, fifteen blind boxes emitting a mysterious halo appeared out of thin air, floating neatly in the center of the quiet room.
Qian Renxue’s eyes were burning, as if looking at a rare treasure. She took a deep breath, and with a full sense of ceremony and expectation, she stretched out her slender jade finger and pointed at the first blind box.
The lid of the box is opened and the light dissipates.
A wisp of light golden soul power airflow that was so weak that it was almost negligible floated out and submerged into Qian Renxue's body.
Qian Renxue frowned imperceptibly. A little soul power? It doesn’t matter, this is the first one!
She nodded to the second one without hesitation.
The light dissipated...and there was another ray of soul power.
The expectation on Qian Renxue's face has faded a bit, but she is still calm. Just bad luck.
The third blind box is opened...with a little soul power.
The fourth one... has a little soul power.
The fifth one... has a little soul power.
The sixth one...still has some soul power!
On Qian Renxue's beautiful face, the gentle and calm mask began to show cracks. In his ice-blue eyes, the fire of expectation was shrouded by a cloud called "irritability". Her movements in opening the blind box changed from elegant and calm at first to a little hasty and even a little bit venting her anger.
The seventh one! open!
The light dissipated...the soul power is a little bit stronger!
Eighth! Open again! !
The light dissipated... there was a little bit of soul power! ! !
Boom——!
An extremely suppressed anger erupted in Qian Renxue's chest like a volcano! As the young master of Wuhun Palace and the heir to the Angel God, when had she ever been "teased" like this? Eight in a row! A total of eight blind boxes! All that came out was the damn "soul power" that barely improved her? ! This was even more unacceptable to her than opening a box of instant noodles! This is simply testing the limits of her patience!
"Ling! Ye!" Qian Renxue turned her head suddenly, her ice-blue eyes seemed to be burning with the flames of hell, locked on Ling Ye who was watching the show (and trying to hold back laughter)! The sound was like the strong wind blowing from the Nine Nether Ice, carrying murderous intent and overwhelming resentment that could freeze the soul! "You! Give! Me! Explain! Clear! Clear!"
『Holy shit! Get rid of it! This aunt is so angry! ” Alarm bells rang in Ling Ye’s heart! explain? How to explain? Can this thing of non-chief possession be explained? !
"Then...that...young...young master...luck! It's purely a matter of luck! Look, yesterday you also opened the God-given spirit ring and..." Ling Ye tried to comfort him incoherently while moving toward the door without leaving a trace.
"Luck! Luck?!" Qian Renxue's voice suddenly rose, with the fury of being fooled, "Eight consecutive "little soul power" luck?! Ling Ye! Are you kidding me?!"
Seeing that the ice-cold anger in Qian Renxue's eyes was about to turn into a real attack, Ling Ye made an immediate decision - run!
"The wind is tight! Huh!" Ling Ye screamed strangely, no longer caring about his image, his soul power poured into his legs, and his feet seemed to be greased, and he rushed towards the quiet room door with a "swish"! That speed is simply faster than his usual concentration of blind boxes!
"You! Give! Me! Stop! Stop!" Qian Renxue was so angry that her whole body trembled, and a condensed holy light instantly formed at her fingertips! However, Ling Ye slipped away too quickly, leaving behind only a figure running away in a hurry and the door slamming shut with a bang!
"Asshole! Bastard!" Qian Renxue looked at the closed door, and the holy light from her fingertips struck the chair next to her! With a bang, the expensive rosewood chair instantly turned into powder! Her chest heaved violently, and her beautiful face was flushed with anger. She gritted her teeth and growled: "Ling Ye! Just wait! This matter is not over!"
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