Douluo: Don’t be a licker

The woman waved her hand, "It's this time, what more evidence do you need, how sure are you of his identity?"

Ning Fengzhi thought for a while, "90%! I am 90% sure that he is the senior member of the returned soul, and it is very likely that he will directly become the leader."

The woman hummed, "Then isn't he also your disciple?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head, "This identity doesn't help much."

"What about a marriage? Let Rongrong marry him?"

As soon as the woman said this, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Married with Xue Qinghe?

Not to mention that he is a high-ranking Guihun, as far as his current status is concerned, he is the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire.

I'm afraid it won't be easy to marry him.

The most important thing is that since Xue Qinghe ascended the throne, he has not yet determined the candidate for the queen, nor has he chosen a concubine.

Of course, this is indeed a good opportunity.

Now those affiliated kingdoms of the Tiandou Empire have almost disintegrated, and the deterrent power of the imperial family has been greatly reduced.

Although the Qibao Glazed Sect is the country-protecting sect of the Tiandou Empire, since the death of Emperor Xue Ye, everyone can see that the Qibao Glazed Sect is no longer as close to the royal family as before.

Many people believed that Xue Qinghe had received a death notice right after he took the throne, and that he was doomed to die on January 1st of the coming New Year.

However, Ning Fengzhi believed that Xue Qinghe was most likely a senior member of Guihun.

So, if he bets right...

After some discussion among several people, it was felt that a trip to the palace was necessary.

Song Xueer never imagined that a daughter-in-law would fall on her head soon.

Not to mention Song Xueer (Qian Renxue)'s upcoming marriage.

On the other side, Qian Daoliu looked at the map overnight and finally decided on the next strategic deployment plan.

There are three million troops left, and two and a half million will launch a strong attack on Qufu City tomorrow. Qufu City must be captured within three days at all costs.

In addition, 500,000 elite troops were mobilized from the army, detoured west of Hexi, and went straight to the Sky City, the capital of the Song Dynasty.

This is a slap in the face!

In order to make the plan foolproof, Qian Daoliu just did not inform the plan.

In order to ensure the rigor of his plan, he had even planned to personally take action to meet Zhuge Liang, the divine fortune teller Douluo who had been rumored to be miraculous among the people.

This will attract attention and buy time for a sneak attack by half a million elite troops.

As expected of the previous pope, he could compete with Tang Chen.

His plan was indeed perfect.

At least for now, Zhuge Liang has not received any information.

In this battle, I don’t know if the Song Dynasty can turn the danger into safety.

Not only Qian Daoliu didn't sleep all night, Zhuge Liang also didn't sleep a wink all night.

The previous Pope of Wuhun Hall personally led the team, so he had to be cautious, more cautious.

That's an old fox.

And he is also a strong man in the realm of demigods.

For thousands of Daoliu, he asked himself that he was not at all sure.

The sky was bright and the battle in Qufu City had begun again.

The enemy's attack is very fierce, and the battle situation is getting simpler and simpler.

But at this time, Song Wuxin was fishing in the river.

He plans to cook himself today!

The fish in this river are really slippery and not easy to catch without any means.

I originally wanted to catch them with both hands without using any martial arts. I spent a long time catching them, but I couldn't catch any of them.

"I let you run!"

"rise!"

A palm hit the water surface, the waves exploded, and many fish were thrown into the air.

"Certainly!"

The power of space!

Whether it was fish or water drops, they all stopped in the air.

Seeing Song Wuxin walking on the waves on the water surface, walking slowly step by step, many fish kept wagging their tails, but it was all in vain.

Song Wuxin picked the three largest ones, and then released the rest.

Knowing that her son was going to cook fish himself, Lan Ling was also a little curious and suggested to help him.

When the two were extremely busy, a figure came through the air.

It's Bibi Dong!

It probably smelled like fish.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

"Young Master is going to cook in person today. You came just in time. You are in luck. All the fish bones will be yours soon!"

"Cooking yourself?" Bibidong circled around Song Wuxin curiously, looking here and there.

"Is it cooked?"

Her words almost made Song Wuxin brandish a kitchen knife, who could he look down on!

"Isn't it just making fish? Just watch it carefully. Today I will open your eyes!"

It's no wonder that Bibi Dong thinks he can't cook well. She has never seen Song Wuxin cook since she first met him.

It was Lan Ling who was cooking.

In fact, Song Wuxin can also cook, but his cooking skills are not that good.

For this meal, he cooked the fish, while Lan Ling and Bibi Dong cooked the other dishes.

After working for more than an hour, it was finally done.

Various dishes are served on the table.

"Come, come, try my handicraft, that is to say, I know you have worked hard recently, and reward you, I am usually too lazy to do it."

Hearing what he said, Bibi Dong felt happy no matter what.

It turned out that it was for her that he cooked for himself today.

In the past few days, she has been really busy.

Everything about the Wuhun Palace must be approved by her, no matter how big or small.

Fortunately, it is basically on the right track now.

And with Prajna, the great elder, watching, nothing big will happen.

No, she became a hands-off shopkeeper and came to find Song Wuxin.

Knowing that she was here today, Song Wuxin caught the fish on purpose.

Bibi Dong was really moved, but when she picked up a piece of fish and put it in her mouth, her expression suddenly changed, and then she pretended to swallow it as if nothing had happened.

Although it was fleeting, it was still noticed by Song Wuxin.

Seeing her expression, Song Wuxin's heart skipped a beat, "I just forgot to say, you can just eat the middle one."

Lan Ling: "Why?"

After that, she was about to use her chopsticks to try it, but Song Wuxin stopped her.

"This is the first time I've made sweet and sour fish. The first fish was too watery, the second fish was too vinegary, and only the third fish was just right. Just eat this one."

"Since the young master made it, I want to taste it."

Lan Ling moved her chopsticks and tried all three fish, her expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, "Master, it's not as bad as you said."

Bibi Dong also tried all three fish and nodded.

Although I didn't say anything, I was still very moved.

She didn't expect that Song Wuxin would personally cook fish for her, and in order to make it better, he even made three fish.

When I asked him why he had to catch three, he just jokingly said that one was not enough.

I understand now.

No matter how the craftsmanship is, she has eaten her heart and felt it.

The second time I picked up the two failed fish, I no longer felt unpalatable.

It was a rare little reunion for the three of them, and they had a happy meal.

In contrast, Flender's side is not so smooth.

The preliminaries of the Continental Soul Master Elite Competition have already begun, and Shrek Academy is also preparing to sign up. At this moment, an unexpected visitor arrives suddenly.

The person is not good!

The first thing this person did when he arrived was to announce that Shrek Academy's qualifications for the competition had been cancelled...