Chapter 134: Stop it!

This time it happened to be Juhuaguan, which saved me some trouble.

It would be much better to let him recognize it himself than to let Ling say it himself.

But why are they all trying to snatch me away?

Fang Ling is indeed very popular, luckily he is now the grandson-in-law of the old man.

Dugu Bo was very happy in his heart, and his voice was full of coldness: "Juhuaguan, you dare to come and snatch my apprentice, you are really brave!"

"Look, I'm going to blow your asshole."

A familiar voice sounded, and a stream of venom shot towards him.

Yue Guan's expression changed slightly.

Isn't this madman Dugu Bo a guest of Tiandou? How dare he start a war with him in Tiandou City?

Waving his hand and using a golden light shield, Yue Guan moved away from Fang Ling without making any more rash moves.

As both are Titled Douluo, their auras locked onto each other the moment they came into contact.

No matter who takes action, they will immediately be attacked by the opponent.

At their level, once they fall into a disadvantage, it is harder than climbing to the sky to turn around.

"Don't call me Juhuaguan!" There was a hint of coldness in the feminine voice, and Yueguan stared at Dugu Bo.

He hated this title the most.

"You dare to snatch my disciple, you are seeking death!" Dugu Bo's eyes were still green, and the powerful aura of the Green Phosphorus Snake King filled the air.

Fang Ling, who was protected by Dugu Bo from behind, looked embarrassed.

Isn't this Tang San?

"Are you going to fight me in Tiandou City?" Juhuaguan was almost scared away by Dugu Bo's attitude.

On second thought, the killing range of this old poisonous creature is too large. If the two of them really fight in Tiandou City, half of Tiandou City will be destroyed.

He is a guest official of Tiandou and it is absolutely impossible for him to do such a thing.

"Disciple, you and Yanyan Lingling go to Prince Xuexing's mansion and wait first. Yueguan and I will go fight." Dugu Bo's expression remained unchanged.

He knew that the appearance of the strange-looking chrysanthemum made Juhuaguan very excited.

But it doesn't matter, as long as we have a fight.

Juhuaguan can also give an explanation to the Pope.

"Yes, teacher."

Use the Chrysanthemum Pass to lure the teacher away, and then let the Platinum Bishop Salas of the Tiandou Temple come on the field?

This should be the time for Qian Renxue to take action.

At this point, Fang Ling had already guessed her plan.

Then we have to cooperate in acting out a scene.

Let Qian Renxue think that her plan really worked, and this sense of satisfaction will make the progress smoother.

It also reduces the possibility of the Spirit Hall taking action.

Sure enough, on the way to the prince's palace, a thin old man wearing a bright red robe and a five-pointed white gold crown on his head intercepted them.

Dugu Yan's eyes shrank as he shouted coldly, "Bishop Platinum, Sarath!"

As Dugu Bo's granddaughter, of course she knows a lot of important people.

Platinum Bishop Salas, as the agent of the Spirit Hall in Tiandou City and an eight-ringed Soul Douluo, she is naturally no stranger to him.

Sarath ignored Dugu Yan and stared at Fang Ling with sharp eyes, saying the same words as Juhuaguan:

"Fang Ling, you have already broken through to the Soul Sect at the age of twelve, and you also possess a ten thousand year soul ring. You are an unparalleled genius in the world. The barren soil of the Tiandou Empire cannot bloom bright flowers."

"Only the Spirit Hall, the holy land of soul masters, can give birth to a true dragon!"

"Join the Spirit Hall. Your talent can only be best cultivated in the Spirit Hall."

His tone was high, and although it was an invitation, it sounded as if he was granting a gift.

Fang Ling was speechless, his eyes were filled with anger, as if the lofty image in his mind was being shattered, he shouted angrily:

"What you are doing is no different from robbery? I won't go!" "This is not up to you!" Salas's eyes became fierce, and another powerful soul power pressure burst out, pressing on Fang Ling, making him shrink instantly.

The golden light on Fang Ling's body became brighter and brighter. Even though his body was shaking under this powerful pressure, his fighting spirit was getting stronger and stronger. He still gritted his teeth and said,

"I - will never - surrender to you!"

Facing Sarath's grabbing hand, a stern shout suddenly rang in Fang Ling's ears: "Stop!"

The soul power pressure suddenly dissipated, and Sarath paused.

Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. This was just what he wanted.

The idea is to let people experience the feeling of being caught first, tense their spirits, and then perform emergency rescue.

It's easy to feel good about a savior who suddenly appears in an emergency.

This simple plan was quite powerful. If he didn't know Xue Qinghe's true face, he would have been fooled.

Qian Renxue's face was frosty as she led a group of people galloping over.

"Bishop Sarath!"

Although it was a polite address, it was not polite at all, and one could hear the immense anger in the tone.

Pulling Fang Ling aside, she said loudly:

"Brother Fang Ling is a talented student of our Tiandou Royal Academy, and also a disciple of His Majesty Bilin, the guest of Tiandou. Why is the Spirit Hall so arrogant that it dares to take such a move of kidnapping people?"

"Do you really think my Tiandou Empire does not exist?"

"Your Highness, you are too polite." Sarath remained calm.

Then he smiled lightly, with a bit of sincerity: "We just can't bear to see his great talent being wasted, so we invited him to practice in Wuhun City. We have no intention of forcing him."

He refuses to admit what he just did, which is obviously a lie.

However, Qian Renxue seemed to have some doubts, and there was a hint of deep anger on her face, like a volcano that was brewing but ultimately failed to erupt.

Fang Ling frowned, maintaining a look of anger and relief.

He glanced at Qian Renxue briefly.

This expression is clearly an attempt to gain sympathy, indicating that the Spirit Hall is strong and the Tiandou is weak, and even the prince can only hold back his anger in order to win more favor.

There will probably be a combination of skills later, coupled with words to win favor, or an invitation or something.

It is indeed not easy to be able to act for so many years.

It was so vivid, and the acting was really amazing!

Qian Renxue took a deep breath and suppressed her anger: "Fang Ling is from Tiandou Royal Academy and a disciple of His Majesty Bilin. His Majesty will teach him, so the bishop won't have to worry about it."

The performance of a person who is angry but unable to vent is vivid and incisive.

"In that case, we are the ones who are meddling. Your Highness the Crown Prince must keep a close eye on things." Saras was silent for a moment, then he passed by the two of them, glanced at them, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

They walked away.

Qian Renxue clenched her fists, her expression tense, and stood there for a long time. In the end, she could only sigh helplessly.

Looking at Fang Ling, he put on that gentle smile again on his face: "Tiandou is weak, and Wuhun Hall is strong. We can only be tolerant. I'm sorry to make you laugh, Fang Ling."

"No, Your Highness, thank you very much..."

Fang Ling felt that Qian Renxue was really caring and was willing to act to such an extent for him.

It's not easy for someone to have such a brain that he can ruin a good hand.

"Why be so distant? Just call me Brother Qinghe." Qian Renxue's temperament still revealed a bit of desolation.

After a short silence, Fang Ling followed her wishes and said slowly: "Brother Qinghe."

This was satisfaction, and it was what she had worked so hard to obtain in this plan.

Since others are working so hard, Fang Ling must of course show his support.

(End of this chapter)