Douluo Jueshi: Who made him a soul mentor?

Wang Chen breathed in Meng Hongchen's sweet fragrance, holding her slender, boneless waist.

Meng Hongchen's breathing quickened, her verdant, white fingers tightly clutching Wang Chen's clothes.

After a long while, their lips parted.

Meng Hongchen's small mouth was covered with a layer of syrup-like luster, making it extremely tempting.

Her pretty face was flushed, and her beautiful sapphire-like eyes were filled with mist. Looking at Wang Chen's perfect face, she felt weak all over, and her mouth was sweet.

Thinking of her initiative just now, she couldn't help but shyly bury her small head in Wang Chen's chest.

Wang Chen touched Meng Hongchen's small head and teased, "Weren't you very brave just now? Why are you suddenly shy?"

Wang Chen tasted it briefly and stopped, holding the fragrant Little Meng, feeling very happy.

His relationship with Meng Hongchen was only at the level of kissing, hugging, and lifting high. He clearly remembered Meng Hongchen's kindness to him, and the final step must not be so hasty, it must be grand, enthusiastic, and romantic. Only then would Wang Chen be satisfied.

Hearing Wang Chen's teasing, Meng Hongchen raised her small head and shyly pounded Wang Chen's chest with her soft, pink fist.

"Brother Wang Chen, you're bad~ Who told you to be so fragrant? I couldn't help it~"

After speaking, Meng Hongchen lay in Wang Chen's arms and took a deep breath.

Meng Hongchen thought, "Brother Wang Chen's scent smells so good. That kind of scent is indescribable, but it makes my body feel more energetic and warm all over, so comfortable."

Meng Hongchen's feeling was not an illusion. The reason for this was that Wang Chen had absorbed a lot of life force from the Gold of Life in the past three years.

Now, under the tempering and washing of the Gold of Life, his body has no impurities, is exceptionally pure, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is perfect.

Moreover, because of his vigorous vitality, he is not only able to quickly recover from injuries, but also naturally exudes the aura of life, which naturally smells good.

The two snuggled together for a long time.

Meng Hongchen thought of the recent news that the First Prince Xu Tianran had become the Crown Prince, and a hint of worry appeared in her eyes.

She immediately said with concern: "Brother Wang Chen, if you encounter danger, you must come to me. I (Grandpa) can protect you."

Hearing this, Wang Chen gently stroked her white hair, smiled, and with his current strength, he certainly didn't need anyone to protect him, but this feeling of being cared for and loved was indeed very comfortable.

Wang Chen smiled and echoed: "Okay."

Hearing Wang Chen's praise, Meng Hongchen proudly raised her head, "Brother Wang Chen, let me tell you, I am now level forty-five. It is expected that in just over a year, I will be able to break through to level fifty and become a Soul King."

After speaking, Meng Hongchen curiously looked at Wang Chen and said: "Brother Wang Chen, what is your current cultivation level?"

Wang Chen, who had already broken through to Soul Emperor, said upon seeing this: "Me? My cultivation level is one (hundred million) point higher than yours."

"How much is a little higher?"

"Guess."

"Forty-six?"

"Wrong."

"Forty-seven?"

"Also wrong."

"… … … …"

Meng Hongchen guessed several times in a row, but Wang Chen's answers were all wrong.

Meng Hongchen immediately said angrily, "Brother Wang Chen, you are fooling me. You can't have broken through level fifty, right."

Wang Chen stared at Meng Hongchen's blue eyes, pinched her delicate little nose and said, "I'll keep it a secret for now, you'll know in a while, I promise, it's a surprise."

Meng Hongchen looked at the mysterious Wang Chen and immediately hugged Wang Chen and acted coquettishly.

The two chatted for a long time, from cultivation insights to favorite things, the room was filled with laughter.

Unknowingly, the sunlight shone through the window and fell on them, dyeing them with a layer of golden light.

After dusk, Wang Chen said goodbye to Meng Hongchen and returned home.

Wang Chen sat cross-legged and muttered in his heart, "Everything is ready, just waiting for Xu Tianran to be assassinated."

… … … … … … … … … … … …

At the same time, the Crown Prince's Residence.

Since Xu Tianran became the Crown Prince, every morning, the gate of the Crown Prince's Residence has been bustling with activity.

Luxurious carriages arrived one after another, and officials and nobles lined up to give gifts.

In front of the gate of the Crown Prince's Residence, a white-faced, beardless eunuch watched the officials and nobles constantly stuffing small gifts into his hands, his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

Since Xu Tianran became the Crown Prince, the status of this little eunuch in charge of greeting guests in front of the door has risen, and he can earn hundreds of gold soul coins every day just by receiving these small gifts. It's just too good.

The eunuch registered while receiving gifts, and then divided the gift-giving officials and nobles into different categories with extremely critical eyes.

The best ones were naturally invited directly into the residence.

The middle ones waited first, and as for the lower ones, the gifts were left behind, and then they could go back.

The gate of the Crown Prince's Residence is not something that ordinary people can enter. If everyone entered, wouldn't the entire Crown Prince's Residence be blown up?

In the blink of an eye, it came to the evening. Under the illumination of the soul-guided lamps, the entire Crown Prince's Residence was as bright as day.

The inner courtyard of the Crown Prince's Residence was deep, with carved beams and painted rafters, everywhere showing the majesty and luxury of the royal family.

Inside a large hall, it seemed a little noisy at this time. The reason for this was that a banquet was being held in the hall.

This banquet was held by Crown Prince Xu Tianran, and the purpose was naturally to imprint his Crown Prince mark on the ministers and nobles who came to the banquet.

Coming to the Crown Prince's private banquet, the meaning represented, those who understand, understand.

Xu Tianran wore the Crown Prince's exclusive costume, the Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon Robe, and sat in the main seat. He was tall and straight, with a ruddy complexion, and his eyes flashed with complacent light.

Below him, nobles and ministers were seated on both sides of the hall, each wearing gorgeous clothes, with expressions of excitement or respect, their eyes constantly turning to the Crown Prince, as if Xu Tianran had endless light attracting them.

In the center of the hall, the female musicians were graceful, holding various musical instruments, and playing attentively. The sound of the zither was melodious, like a gurgling stream;

The sound of the flute was melodious, like birdsong in the forest; the drums were passionate, like thousands of horses galloping. Various musical instruments intertwined to form a moving movement that echoed in the hall.

The dancers danced gracefully to the music. Their costumes were exquisite, and the light纱 was as thin as cicada wings, showing charm and agility in every gesture.

Especially the looming white skin, which attracted many lustful ghosts to look sideways.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is wise and martial, and makes decisions on major issues with thunderous means. I admire you very much and only wish to assist you wholeheartedly. I offer you a toast!"

A powerhouse who was over half a hundred years old and had reached the Soul Sage level picked up the wine glass on the table, stood up, and toasted Xu Tianran with a face full of respect.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is wise, insightful, and has foresight. It is the fortune of the sun and the moon, and the blessing of the people…"

Let's not talk about the ability of the ministers and nobles to do practical things, but their flattery skills can be described as reaching the peak.