This is a handsome Boy Wuhun Temple
hotel courtyard in the Hall of Souls.
After placing the packaged spicy rabbit legs in front of his dog and son, Ning Xiaotian walked straight into the bedroom.
The afternoon sun was extremely hot, and the orange light beam hit the bed, and the dust was flying, mixed with a twisted halo.
After taking off the armor and putting it in the soul tool, Ning Xiaotian sat cross-legged on the head of the bed and started to practice the reincarnation art with his eyes closed.
After a lot of fighting, the effect is even better.
Cultivating in Gengxin City, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is barren,
although the growth of soul power is slow, the spiritual power is still steadily improving, and now the progress is gratifying under the scorching sun. In addition, after careful feeling,
the murderous aura in his body is completely restrained, his physical strength is even greater, and the blood beads in his lower dantian have also increased by a few.
I have to say, today is another beautiful day.
Everything that should be prepared has been prepared, so I will go to Wuhun Hall in the evening to meet Wilkin and explain the matter.
It's still early, practice first, wait for the sun to go down, then practice boxing and swordsmanship Ning Xiaotian thinks like this, and concentrates on entering the state of cultivation.
The white-haired puppy "Tata Tata" ran into the bedroom with padding, glanced at the window sill, the sun was very dazzling.
He ran away in disgust.
When I came to the desert city of Gengxin, the night was cold, and the rustling wind passed by, making the windows and doors creak.
The temperature is probably close to below zero. Ning Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes and looked out of the window. Close it.
The climate in desert areas is like this, the day is hot all year round, and the night is not the coldest, only colder.
Fortunately, he is not afraid of cold.
Judging from the height of the moon, it should be close to the early hours of the morning, and the one who should hug his wife should already be holding his wife tightly, and those who are still running on the street are most likely to be single dogs with cold hearts. It's time to go out.
Ning Xiaotian touched his chin, took out a black robe from the soul tool, and quickly put it on.
He shook his head gently, and the hood fell, covering the corners of his brows tightly.
He walked briskly around to the back door, opened, closed, and jumped up.
"Someone is watching!"
As soon as he reached the wall, he sensed a few figures hidden in the dark around him.
"Unfortunately, my perception is still weak."
Shaking his head, Ning Xiaotian ignored it and flew away.
Several of the dark whistle's most powerful are also in the Soul King realm, and their spiritual power is far below him.
At this time, the wind is strong and the sky is cold, and the faint breath and sound are completely concealed. It is impossible to find him.
suffer, brothers.
You don't have to think about it, you know that these people are most likely sent by Spirit Hall. After all, he only offended Bishop Wilkin during the day.
The branch hall of the Wuhun Temple in Gengxin City is located on the northeast side.
It is the best place in the city.
Ning Xiaotian went around and it took only a quarter of an hour to get there.
Thanks to the fact that there are not many pedestrians in the city at night, he accelerated at the right time. some speed.
It is a majestic high-rise building, several meters high. The white and flat walls tower into the clouds, and it shines brightly in the faint moonlight.
Compared with the dark and heavy iron lumps around 30 meters away, it seems a bit out of tune. .
Looking down, on both sides of the gate more than ten meters high, the lights are bright, and two armored guards are standing on each side.
Even in the cold wind, they are standing upright. Not far away, a group of patrolling guards were walking steadily, slowly disappearing into the darkness.
Ning Xiaotian looked at each other attentively, made sure that no one was peeping around, and walked straight out of the corridor.
"Who?!"
A guard spotted Ning Xiaotian first, holding a halberd and drinking lightly, and the other three companions immediately looked over when they heard the words.
Ning Xiaotian didn't say a word, his soul power was running, his footsteps were light, and the distance of more than 30 meters came in an instant.
"So fast!" The four guards looked solemn, and their bodies subconsciously lowered their offensive postures.
At this time, a cold voice also came at the right time:
"Take me to see Bishop Wilkin."
Before he finished speaking, a beautiful token was displayed in front of them.
The four of them were stunned for a moment, then their eyes fell on the token, and they were shocked and stood up straight.
He beat his chest with his right hand, bowed his head and said respectfully,
"This subordinate has seen the elder."
Having said that, the leading guard stepped forward, stretched out his right hand sideways, and made a welcoming gesture,
"Elder, please come in."
The two guards close to the gate opened the gate skillfully, and the other was not idle.
He bowed slightly towards Ning Xiaotian, then took a step first, and ran into the door quickly, looking like he was going to report.
Ning Xiaotian, who is skilled in business, nodded slightly and followed into the door.
The spacious hall is clean and bright, without any luxurious decoration, but it is immaculate, giving people a sense of open-mindedness and comfort.
The two walked step by step, and after a while, Wilkin in a white robe quickly greeted him.
Seeing Ning Xiaotian wearing a black robe, he immediately understood and waved to the guards who followed around him. When the guards left, he immediately turned to his side again, with a respectful look, and politely said,
"Elder, please come here."
Ning Xiaotian nodded his head and followed in his footsteps.
The elder looked very young.
Wilkin, who turned around and walked in front, was surprised.
Although he was covered by a black hat, he couldn't see his full face, but his clear lips and nose and fair face were vaguely sentenced to twenty. next year.
An elder in his twenties, he had never heard of it.
But the token cannot be faked, and the elders of Wuhun Hall dared to fake it.
Could it be His Highness the Holy Son who was traveling?
Wilkin couldn't help thinking that last year, a Holy Son was suddenly appointed by the above, and it was recognized by both the Pope's Palace and the Consecration Palace.
His status was only under the Pope, and even the Titled Douluo Elder had to obey.
Power is scary.
He also received the news not long after, and had not seen the real person.
He was only told that His Highness the Holy Son had been traveling, and his whereabouts were secret. The token he carried with him could indicate his identity.
The bishop of the Spirit Hall should cooperate with him when he saw it.
Is that the one behind?
But why did the Holy Son's Highness come down to this barren and remote city of Gengxin?
With doubts, Wilkin led Ning Xiaotian into his exclusive office.
The spacious interior is painted white and white, which looks natural and clean under the radiance of the cabinet fire.
A long wooden table, a few rattan chairs, and a few potted green plants are the most comforting in this city full of wind and sand.
"My subordinate Wilkin has seen the elder. I don't know what the elder is visiting today. What is it?" Wilkin closed the door, turned to face Ning Xiaotian, and bowed slightly.
"Bishop Wilkin, don't be too polite, we only met this morning. In order to hide our identity, how offended, I hope Bishop Wilkin will be considerate."
Ning Xiaotian said, lifting his coat and hat, facing Will Jin bowed his hands politely.
"Are you a Golden Warrior?"
Wilkin stared at Ning Xiaotian's pair of silver pupils with a strange expression on his face.
This is no coincidence.
The steward of the arena laughed so wildly in the morning, I didn't expect it!
This is the handsome boy of our Spirit Hall.