Chapter 339 Qian Renxue and Su Yue's First Meeting

Qian Renxue, who was disguised as Xue Qinghe, only noticed the black-haired boy walking towards her from the opposite side of Yuexuan at this time.

Although the other party was not very old and looked to be in his early teens, he had delicate features and calm eyes, and exuded a special aura that was hard to ignore.

The guards following Qian Renxue also noticed this uninvited guest and immediately prepared to stop him out of habit.

This fake prince always showed an approachable and kind image to the outside world, so she naturally couldn't do this kind of thing to stop outsiders.

The soul masters who could be her personal guards were all her confidants who followed from the Wuhun Hall. They were accustomed to this and would be responsible for handling similar trivial matters every time they went out.

But this time was a little different.

Looking at the boy's still slightly immature face, for some reason, Qian Renxue's heart suddenly rippled, and she raised her hand to stop the guard's action.

He stopped walking and stood not far from Yuexuan Gate, quietly waiting for the other party to approach.

When he came to Xue Qinghe, the young man bowed slightly and said, "I am Su Cheng, a soul master from Fenghua Town, Barak Kingdom. I am honored to meet His Royal Highness."

"Fenghua Town?" Xue Qinghe looked him up and down, and said gently, "I remember it is a small town near the Xingdou Great Forest, right? It is quite far from there to Tiandou City. I see that you are not very old, and it is not easy for you to rush all the way here. Didn't your elders accompany you?"

Su Cheng was a little surprised to hear this. He didn't expect that she even knew this place. He quickly replied, "When I was very young, my parents died in the action of hunting soul beasts. I have been dependent on my younger sister for these years. I was lucky to survive thanks to the help of the neighbors. Now."

"That's not easy. When I was your age, I was just an ignorant boy." Xue Qinghe's eyes softened and she sighed softly. The inexplicable intimacy made her feel a rare pity in her heart, "Little brother, why did you come to me today?"

"Your Highness, although my parents are dead, I am fortunately talented. Now I have the cultivation level of a four-ring soul master, so I want to see if there is a chance to join Your Highness."

"Four-ring soul master?" Hearing this, Xue Qinghe's eyes flashed with some surprise, and asked back: "How old are you this year?"

"I will be thirteen in less than half a year."

"Twelve-year-old soul master?!"

Xue Qinghe was more and more surprised.

Even with her talent, she only had this level of cultivation when she was twelve years old.

Even if she was busy fighting for power in the royal family and wasted some time practicing, her talent was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary soul masters.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"I dare not deceive Your Highness." As he spoke, a cloud of light golden mist appeared behind Su Cheng, and four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, swirled around his feet.

"It's the best soul ring configuration. What kind of martial soul is this?"

"I'm not sure. When I awakened my martial soul, the soul master in charge of guiding the awakening in the Spirit Hall couldn't tell. He said it was very likely to be a useless martial soul. But as I tried to develop it little by little over the years, I found that my martial soul can strengthen my body to a great extent. Its performance in battle is not weaker than that of ordinary martial souls. It seems to be some unknown beast martial soul."

"So that's it. It's probably some kind of mutant martial soul." Xue Qinghe nodded slightly, looked at the golden mist behind Su Cheng again, turned his head and looked at the gate of Yuexuan and said, "Little brother is very talented and willing to come to me. I naturally want to have you. Why don't we sit down and chat together?"

"It won't delay your business, right?"

"It's just some trivial matters."

Xue Qinghe waved his hand nonchalantly at first, then noticed that Su Cheng seemed to be a little embarrassed, and asked again: "What's wrong, is there anything inconvenient?"

"My sister came with me and is still waiting for me there." Su Cheng pointed in the direction of Su Yue.

"I thought it was a big deal. No problem, just ask your sister to come and sit with you. Since we are biological siblings, I think her talent will not be bad. Although my own strength is average, I have many capable people under my command, and maybe I can teach you a thing or two."

"Thank you very much, Your Highness."

Su Cheng waved to Su Yue on the other side of the street.

After seeing his gesture, Su Yue frowned slightly, secretly wondering what Su Cheng was doing again.

But after hesitating for a while, she still walked over.

After coming closer, she didn't say a word, her eyes wandered between the two of them, and I don't know what she was thinking.

"Your Highness, this is my sister Su Yue."

"I am you-um-"

Hearing Su Cheng introduce himself like this, Su Yue raised her eyebrows, and the words "I am your father" almost blurted out.

She didn't care what the consequences of talking nonsense would lead to, anyway, she must not be taken advantage of.

Even if the man opposite was a prince, or even if he had the extraordinary talent to become a god, she didn't take him seriously.

After all, he was just a mere human being.

And she had an instinctive dislike for the secretive guy in front of her.

Fortunately, Su Cheng was quick-witted and covered her mouth as soon as he realized something was wrong. He explained to Xue Qinghe awkwardly, "This child has reached the rebellious stage. Please understand."

Then he sent a message to Su Yue, "Lord Dragon King, please restrain yourself. When this is over, can't I call you sister?"

“…”

As her red lips and cheeks were pressed down by the hand at the same time, her body suddenly stiffened and her brain was sluggish for a moment. But soon, she reacted and pulled away the hand covering her pretty face with force, and her breathing became a little faster.

Su Yue lowered her head, and her scattered bangs covered her eyes, making it difficult to see her expression. She did not continue to speak, but just stood aside silently, and the atmosphere seemed a little subtle.

Xue Qinghe stood aside, watching the intimate interaction between the two, and a feeling of displeasure rose in her heart.

This displeasure came inexplicably, but the young man in front of her was talented, and his sister's temperament was also a little mysterious, obviously extraordinary.

For the sake of her future career, she would naturally not be disturbed by this sudden and inexplicable emotion.

Xue Qinghe's expression remained unchanged, and he chuckled, "Your sister looks like she's not even ten years old yet, so it's understandable that she's a little naughty."

After that, he turned around first, winked at the driver behind him, and then walked towards Yuexuan, "Brother, come with me. This place is definitely one of the best even in the prosperous Tiandou City."

"Okay."

Su Cheng nodded, and followed Xue Qinghe with Su Yue, walking into Yuexuan.

Looking at the back of the young prince in front of him, Su Cheng looked calm, but he kept thinking in his heart.

With his current strength, he could actually use more direct ways to test.

Just like he did with Zhu Zhuqing before, he talked to her as a peerless strong man, revealed his identity directly, and coerced and induced her to change Qian Renxue's short-term goals and even future development paths.

But he didn't do that.

Because of his previous experience in Fenghua Town, he smelled a hint of weirdness, and realized that this rough and simple method might not work.

The binding force of fate was surprisingly strong in this simulation.

Moreover, Qian Renxue's breadth of knowledge and the complex relationships behind her are by no means comparable to Zhu Zhuqing, who is alone and powerless.

To put it simply, with the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong and others as backing, the cultivation of the peerless Douluo may not be able to scare her. If she makes things worse, it will promote the occurrence of various events.

More seriously, Su Cheng is now unsure about what happened to the original Angel God and Rakshasa God.

He is far from being invincible now, and he is accompanied by a sensitive person like the Silver Dragon King, so he can't act without scruples.

Instead of trying blindly, it is better to use other ways to add fuel to the flames.

Try to accumulate variables as large as possible, and wait until the critical moment to detonate them, the effect may be much better.

The changes in the details are actually insignificant, the key is only at those important time nodes.

Is there any essential difference between Qian Renxue returning to the Spirit Hall now and returning to the Spirit Hall after her mission failed?

Actually, there is no difference.

The final result is that the Spirit Hall failed, and she and Bibi Dong lost to the Shura Sword together.

After all, this is not reality. If we don’t consider the issue of potential development, it doesn’t matter if Qian Renxue continues to stay in the Tiandou Empire for the time being.

On the third floor of Yuexuan, in a separate tea room, the three of them sat down as guests and hosts.

Xue Qinghe personally poured fragrant tea for Su Cheng and Su Yue, and said with a smile: "The green tea here tastes quite good, you can try it. Although I know that genius soul masters like you have never pursued this kind of material enjoyment, it’s still okay to relax occasionally."

Seeing this, Su Cheng hurriedly thanked him and took it.

This interaction made Su Yue next to him feel contemptuous, secretly cursing this guy for being so pretentious.

Xue Qinghe smiled and waved his hand, saying in a gentle voice: "Brother Su, please don't call me Your Highness. If you don't mind, please call me Brother Xue."

Watching her every move, Su Cheng was basically completely sure that this was indeed not the Xiaoxue he knew.

When had the person in his memory ever been so "courteous and humble"?

Even if he was pretending, he could never pretend to be like this.

Su Cheng's heart moved, and he continued with Xue Qinghe's words: "Brother Xue is really as approachable as the rumors say. On the way to Tiandou City, we also met many imperial nobles, most of whom were arrogant and superior. I thought the rumors were false, but I didn't expect that the imperial family was really different. Whether it is you or Prince Xue Beng, your performance is completely different from other nobles."

"..."

When listening to the first half, Xue Qinghe's expression was still natural, but at the end, his smile froze slightly.

It is certainly right to say that he is approachable.

In order to steal the throne one day, she has paid great attention to the reputation of the people in these years.

But she knows very well what kind of character her "fourth brother" is. How come he becomes a gentle gentleman in Su Cheng's mouth?

"... And brother Xue, I'm not bragging. Although my sister is a little naughty, she is a rare beauty in the world in terms of appearance. But you two princes, after seeing my sister, your eyes are clear, without a trace of desire, which makes me like her very much."

"?"

Su Cheng's words of praise are very straightforward, like a young man without any scheming, but Xue Qinghe's fingers holding the tea are paused.

Xue Beng would disdain beauty?

That's a joke!

In these years, Xue Beng has been indulging in sensual pleasures and has a very bad reputation among the people, and most of the problems are caused by the word "beauty".

But after hearing Su Cheng praise Su Yue, she subconsciously glanced at the girl who was sitting next to him and drinking tea quietly.

It happened that Su Yue also looked at her at this time.

"..."

Xue Qinghe's eyes froze.

What kind of look is that...

Like the bright moon in the night sky, it is deep and mysterious, but there is an indifference in it, colder than the frost and snow in the cold winter night.

There was also the almost undisguised suspicion and suspicion, which pierced her heart as if she had seen through her disguise.

"This little girl..."

Xue Qinghe's heart sank, and his impression of Su Yue became even worse.

It was not jealousy of a beautiful woman with outstanding skin, but some vague and strange threat.

This sense of threat made even her feel strange.

Of course, this girl's appearance and temperament can indeed be regarded as the first-class beauty in the world. Even though he is still young, he is still dazzling.

But there are so many beauties in the world, and she has never put others in her eyes.

Why is this little girl in front of me, who looks like she is only eight or nine years old, so disgusting?

She glanced at Su Cheng again, feeling inexplicably irritated.

Xue Qinghe suppressed the strange emotions in his heart, turned his eyes away from Su Yue, looked at Su Cheng and asked: "Brother Su, are you sure the Prince Xue Beng you are talking about is my fourth brother?"

"He seems to be the fourth prince, right? I remember the person next to him introduced him like this..."

Su Cheng had a look of reminiscence on his face as he described the appearance of the avalanche.

Of course he was just talking nonsense. How could he have the time to meet a passerby like Xue Beng?

However, although he has never met Xue Beng himself in this world, he has met him a few times in the real world and knows what he looks like, so there is no pressure to describe him at this time.

"...It's a coincidence that I was trying to use the fourth soul skill in the suburbs at that time, and I happened to be seen by Prince Xue Beng. At that time, he invited me to his house as a guest, saying that he had many Young soul masters with extraordinary talents like me can communicate with each other more, but I wanted to come to Tiandou City first, so I didn't agree immediately."

After finishing speaking, Su Cheng lowered his head and drank tea silently.

At the same time, while lowering his head to sip tea, he secretly observed the changes in Xue Qinghe's expression.

As expected, a cold light flashed in the other party's eyes, as if he had murderous intentions.