Douluo: I have three hundred years of skill to suppress Bibi Dong

"Little uncle, thank you. My life has been very difficult, but your appearance has become a bright light in my life."

"Little uncle, I will definitely grow up and seize the Tiandou Empire as soon as possible. Only then will I be qualified to be your right-hand man!"

Qian Renxue, looking at Qian Xunfeng, felt extremely happy in her heart.

at the same time.

The Tiandou Empire is located in a pavilion.

Several of the prince's personal guards blocked Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo from the door.

"I would like to report to Sect Master Ning that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still feeling ill. I would like to ask Sect Master Ning not to disturb you." The guard commander looked at Ning Fengzhi respectfully.

"What's going on?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been ill for many days. Why don't you let me go in and take a look."

"No! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has strictly ordered that no one be allowed to enter. Please forgive me, Master Ning!"

"Okay!" Ning Fengzhi sighed.

Immediately, Ning Fengzhi took Sword Douluo and turned around to leave.

"What happened to Qinghe? Why did he turn into a sick man as soon as he arrived at Wuhun Palace?" Ning Fengzhi shook his head gently.

"Hmph! Feng Zhi, I'm afraid it's not that simple." Sword Douluo sneered.

"Ah? What does Uncle Jian mean?" Ning Fengzhi raised his eyebrows.

"It's hard to say now. However, Feng Zhi, I'm afraid something big is going to happen to the Tiandou Empire!" Sword Douluo's mouth trembled slightly.

"What?!" Ning Fengzhi's expression completely changed.

"You come with me!"

As soon as Sword Douluo finished speaking, he turned into two streams of light with Ning Fengzhi, avoiding all the guards, and arrived at the roof of the hotel.

Then, Sword Douluo took off a few roof tiles.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo looked down and saw a man in golden robes lying on the bed.

Ning Fengzhi was shocked when he saw the man, but just as he was about to say something, Sword Douluo pulled him out of the house.

"He's not Qinghe!!" Ning Fengzhi looked shocked when he came to his room.

You know, Ning Fengzhi is Xue Qinghe's teacher, although the figure on the bed is roughly similar to Xue Qinghe's appearance.

However, Ning Fengzhi was certain that this person was not his disciple Xue Qinghe.

"Uncle Jian, what's going on?" Ning Fengzhi's face became a little ugly.

"This disguised person is very clever, and the most important thing is that his soul power is basically the same as that of His Highness. Therefore, I did not notice anything unusual the first two times, but this time, I took a closer look and confirmed that he is not Xue Qinghe!" Sword Douluo sneered.

"This guy Qinghe left a puppet behind. Where did he go?"

"Fengzhi, I don't know, do you still remember that blond woman from the Spirit Hall in the Senior Spirit Master Elite Competition?"

"Yes! Of course I remember." Ning Fengzhi nodded.

"Don't you think that woman has many similarities with Prince Qinghe?" Sword Douluo asked.

"Yes, I have always had this vague feeling. I feel that this person is a bit like Qinghe, but it is impossible, Qinghe is a man, and that person is a woman. But... I have that feeling that never goes away! "

"That's because: Wuhun!"

"Yes!!" Ning Fengzhi looked excited, "That woman's seraph martial spirit has many similarities with Qinghe's swan martial spirit! No wonder it's like this..."

"Wait! Uncle Jian, you mean, that woman is Qinghe?!"

"Qinghe is from Wuhun Palace!!"

"No, it's impossible! I watched Qinghe grow up, how could he be a woman?!"

"Nothing is impossible in this world?" Sword Douluo chuckled, "Fengzhi, don't you think it's strange? Qinghe deliberately left a fake puppet with similar soul power here, and when he was sick, , happened to be the moment when the blond woman from Wuhun Palace appeared!"

"Perhaps everything we said is a coincidence. But is the martial soul, the time of appearance, the physical appearance, and even some actions all coincidences? Although I don't know how Xue Qinghe can be a woman, lurking in the Tiandou Empire, no Being noticed. But I am sure that she is from Wuhun Palace!"

Ning Fengzhi was confused when he heard Sword Douluo's loud words!

The crown prince of the Tiandou Empire,

A generation of princes,

Turns out to be someone from Wuhun Palace? !

Is this still available?

"Martial Spirit Hall, what exactly do the Spirit Hall want to do?!"

"Where's Qinghe? Where's Qinghe?" Ning Fengzhi's breathing quickened and he was about to go crazy.

This is too scary. Wuhun Palace's infiltration plan has actually reached this point.

If it hadn't been discovered in time, the Tiandou Empire might have fallen into the hands of Wuhun Palace in the next step!

"I'm afraid Prince Qinghe is long gone!"

"As for what Wuhun Palace wants to do? Feng Zhi, you should trust your first instinct!" Sword Douluo crossed his arms.

"Martial Spirit Hall! What a Spirit Hall, how dare you plot against the Heaven Dou Empire!" Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth, "Uncle Jian, we will return to the Heaven Dou Empire immediately and order His Majesty Xue Ye to investigate this matter thoroughly!"

"Fengzhi, don't be anxious. The Wuhun Palace has been able to pretend to be the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire for so many years. It must have been well prepared. After all, we are not ministers of the Tiandou Empire. If we act rashly, not only will we not be able to accomplish anything, we may even end up harming you and me. A false accusation against the prince."

"Furthermore, after more than 20 years of planning, no one knows how many spies this fake prince has placed in the Tiandou Empire. Don't forget, this fake prince controls the Tiandou Empire's forbidden army! It will be difficult if everything is broken. "

"Yes, Uncle Jian, you are right. I don't look like the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect. However, this is really terrifying. The majestic crown prince of the Tiandou Empire is actually a peerless genius of the Wuhun Palace!"

"Hahaha, Fengzhi, you just play with women too much, and sometimes your mind is not clear. You should be like me, not changing your face when mountains collapse in front of you. No matter when and where you are, only by being calm can you be in my hands. The sword can come and go freely, and you will be victorious in every battle!"

"Uncle Jian is teaching you a lesson. How does Uncle Jian think we should respond?"

"Emperor Xue Ye was weak and sick. In order to check and balance Xue Qinghe and Prince Xue Xing, he handed over the imperial army to Xue Qinghe and handed over the army to Prince Xue Xing."

"First of all, we are guarding the crown prince. We must not leave easily, and we must not alert the enemy. We should send a letter to Prince Xue Xing. He is an internal minister of the Tiandou Empire and controls the deployment of all the troops in the Tiandou Empire. Let him mobilize After the army, let’s expose this fake prince’s conspiracy together!!” Sword Douluo nodded.

"Well, what Uncle Jian said is absolutely true! Now, only Prince Xuexing can enter the palace to meet the Saint!"

"I will fix the book immediately!!"

Tiandou Imperial Capital.

The residence of Prince Snow Star.

Prince Snow Star is reading the memorial.

"Your Highness the Prince, Master Ning of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Fei Ge delivers the message!" A guard in black respectfully handed over a secret letter.