[Douluo] Xiaoqingmei at the opposite door

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Heaven Dou City Martial Soul Temple.

A luxuriously decorated carriage stopped at the door, and the well-equipped cavalry regiments were arranged in an orderly manner around the carriage.

The finals of the soul master competition ended yesterday, there is no suspense, Wuhundian Academy won the championship.

The team from Wuhun City will return in three days, but today, Qian Renxue was already waiting at the gate of the temple early in the morning.

During the college exchange a few days ago, Qian Renxue was keenly aware of Shui Ruo's strangeness, so she found a reason to invite her into the palace today.

No one thought there was anything wrong, after all, it symbolized the friendly exchanges between the Heaven Dou imperial family and the Wuhun Palace.

Ten minutes later, the gate of the temple opened slowly, and Shui Ruo walked out, followed by a tail——Yun Xingzhi.

Walking slowly to the side of the carriage, Qian Renxue, who was standing beside the carriage, leaned over gracefully, "Miss Shui, I wonder if I am honored to invite you to ride with me in the carriage."

Pack!Still pretend!

Shui Ruo had already laughed Qian Renxue back and forth three hundred times in her heart, but on the surface she still replied solemnly, "It's an honor."

The convoy departs.

In the carriage, two young people sat on each side, seemingly very quiet, but if you feel it carefully, you can see that Shui Ruo is all over the body, a kind of ready to move.

After a while, Shui Ruo took the lead to break the situation and rushed towards Qian Renxue.

"A man and a woman can't kiss each other," Qian Renxue said calmly, trying to push him down.

"I can see it, sister Xiaoxue," Shui Ruo said with a smile, "No one saw it, so pretend!"

The silent field unfolded, isolating the carriage from the outside world, Qian Renxue was still cautious.

"How do you know it's me?" After confirming that she was completely isolated and everything was normal, Qian Renxue tried to pull the claws off her body, unconsciously smiling.

"you guess?"

"She tells you everything," Qian Renxue's voice suddenly turned cold.

"No," the little plush sculpture arched back and forth, "No one can pretend to be in front of me, and I can't tell, anyway, I can see it."

Shui Ruo's innate ability to control water gives her a unique sense of perception.

When she looks at people, she can see the unique aura of each person, which is preordained at the moment of birth, and no matter what she does, it cannot be changed.

So don't say that Qian Renxue wore one mask, it's useless to wear ten masks.

During the six months when Shui Ruo first came to Wuhun City, if she went to the Pope's Palace, she would spend most of the time playing with Qian Renxue and running around on that mountain.

After Qian Renxue went to the Heaven Dou Empire, Shui Ruo was confused for a while, where did her sister go?

So she pestered Bibi Dong to ask several times, but the teacher always kept his words vague, and once she became obviously in a bad mood, so she didn't ask again.

A few days ago, when she met her old friend suddenly, Shui Ruo wished she could ask him [-] questions first, but she knew that in that scene, all the questions had to be swallowed first.

The name Qian Renxue has disappeared from the bright side of the Spirit Hall for a long time, and the seat of the Saintess of the Spirit Hall has always been vacant. Now, one of them is Prince Tiandou, and the other is a direct disciple of the Pope. The process is over.

"Wait..." Qian Renxue said, but didn't continue. She knew that Shui Ruo, as Bibi Dong's disciple, definitely understood some things.

"Don't worry, I know," Shui Ruo guessed the second half of Qian Renxue's sentence accurately, and jumped up, "Let's compete later, I'm level 35."

The two had often sparred against each other before, and although Qian Renxue always had the upper hand, Shui Ruo was still defeated repeatedly.

"I'm level 53, do you want to demolish the house? Anyway, I don't want to," Qian Renxue ruthlessly refused.

No, you want to.

Shui Ruo is already eager to try.

Not bothering to pay attention to the little guy lying next to him whose hair was about to blow off, Qian Renxue said indifferently, "What's going on with the one following you."

"A curious human being," Shui Ruo said solemnly.

"Say it well," Qian Renxue squeezed Shui Ruo's cheek, the feel was still as good as when she was a child, she was very satisfied.

"The vixen picked up on the road is curious everywhere, so let him follow. Don't worry, although this guy looks unreliable, his brain is very clever, and he can't cause trouble."

The two of them didn't chat a few words before they arrived at the palace.

First, she led Shui Ruo around according to the procedure, and at noon, Qian Renxue took Shui Ruo to her courtyard alone in the name of a private banquet.

"Why are you here?" Shui Ruo couldn't wait to ask after entering the door, "Even the teacher didn't tell me."

Qian Renxue thought for a moment.

Her latent plan is a secret of the Spirit Hall, only a few people including the pope know about it, but since the disguise cannot be concealed from Shui Ruo, there is nothing to hide other things, and Shui Ruo will definitely not be harmful to the plan.

While fiddling with the tea set in the room, she began to tell stories.

Pretending, lurking, poisoning, playing around, playing games, she narrated the heart-pounding days and nights in a steady voice, as if nothing had happened.

"It's very tiring," Shui Ruo suddenly let out a long sigh in the understatement of the narration, and came to a foreign country alone to do the dark things of killing. You can know how difficult it is without any description.

Qian Renxue's narration stalled for a moment, the situation was gloomy, and the branches were covered with frost.

The bone-chilling chill seemed to fill the light-filled room in an instant.

"You haven't killed anyone yet, have you?" Qian Renxue said suddenly, without beginning or end, before Shui Ruo could answer, she continued on her own, "Those who trust me, those who don't trust me, those who betray me, I have killed those who have not betrayed."

Yes, she used to be very tired, but now, she seems to be used to it.

After many years, it was the first time someone told her that she was very tired, and her first reaction was irony.

Tired, is she worthy?

Her martial soul is a seraph, and her grandfather told her since she was a child that it is the brightest existence.

But in her childhood, her mother regarded her as worthless, and the haze was everywhere.

Later, she was ordered to come to the Heaven Dou Empire.

To seamlessly replace Xue Qinghe, he must first gain his trust.

The Xue Qinghe who was replaced by her treated her very well, but she killed him with her own hands, leaving no body behind.

She is not a log, she has been in pain, but she still made a choice.

When she poisoned Xue Qinghe to death, when the second and third princes died one after another, the angel of light had already fallen into hell.

Qian Renxue, who lowered her head and turned the tea mill, raised her eyes, the corners of her mouth were full of self-mockery, she had been pretending for too long, facing Shui Ruo, suddenly, she didn't want to hide the bitterness accumulated in her heart for a long time, "You don't know me."

"Some don't know."

Shui Ruo's voice was like the tinkle of spring water, clear and bright, "It's not good now, but Qian Renxue is better."

Qian Renxue suddenly laughed.

"Really," Shui Ruo said seriously, "Xue Qinghe is not as good-looking as you."

After a pause, she changed the topic, "When I first met you, I thought you were very rude, because you wanted to see my martial soul without even asking your name."

"But then I understood. At that time, I saw you as a friend, but you see me as a soul master who can work for the Wuhun Temple, so of course it is different."

"Everyone has their own responsibilities. As the young master of Wuhun Hall, the responsibilities on him are of course unusual," Shui Ruo said softly, "People who have nothing to think about and fall into the dark night will not hesitate to contradict. Now, It’s amazing to take responsibility and move forward amidst contradictions.”

She has been looking up at Qian Renxue, the orange-gray pupils hide thousands of miles of distant mountains, vast rivers, deep pools without waves, mirrors and ancient springs, reflecting the purest sincerity.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

grunt.

grunt.

On the quaint tea table, the steaming purple sand pot began to bubble, and the water boiled.

The green rock tea is sprinkled, and the tea leaves rise and fall while the boiling water is boiling, and the fragrance is pervasive.

Neither of them spoke, they calmly sniffed the refreshing fragrance.

In the silence, a rash voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

The mischievous fourth prince Xue Beng, who was about the same age as Shui Ruo, broke in, yelling all the way, and took Shui Ruo away in the name of playing.

There was only one person left in the room, Qian Renxue picked up the teacup, lazily opened the window facing east, closed her eyes lightly, and let the sun shine on her face.

She hadn't been this relaxed in a long time.

She has been pretending for many years, and every part of her body is in a state of tension, and the sudden arrival of an old friend brings a long-lost kindness.

This friend, as the name suggests, is a pool of clear water, unstained, simple enough to always show a sincere heart, and smart enough to contain the most transparent wisdom.

The breeze at the corner of the eaves swayed, bringing the crisp sound of wind chimes.

The clear spring is gurgling and flowing, clear and clean, and the dust is gone.

Sipping the tea lightly, when she opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of brilliance, "It's a good thing that the morning sun is born, and the sun shines brightly."

……

While enjoying some leisure time, the sound of footsteps came from behind Qian Renxue.

When I turned around, I didn't see Shui Ruo, but the person who came was the vixen that Shui Ruo was talking about, Yun Xingzhi.

As early as when entering the palace gate, Yun Xingzhi ran away without a trace with the token of Shui Ruo.

Not long ago, he met a person in the palace, whose figure almost coincided with the mother in his memory. He was overjoyed, but found that it was not at all.

The hope that suddenly ignited was shattered, and he didn't have the mood to stroll anymore, so he came directly to Shui Ruo.

Unexpectedly, looking around the door, he didn't see Shui Ruo, but instead saw the prince standing by the window.

The prince happened to turn his head and looked him up and down for a moment.

Yun Xingzhi stopped his usual unruly footsteps.

The appearance of this prince can be called Mr. Pianpian, but Zhou Zheng is ordinary, but his eyes are too special.

But for a moment, he was stunned by those eyes.

In the 15 years of his life, Yun Xingzhi has been walking alone for ten years. During the ten years, he met countless people, each of whom was passing by in a hurry. Just like the moment when he was looking for someone, the bubble burst, leaving countless people behind. shadow air.

He has seen ordinary civilians struggling to survive, he has seen resplendent mansions of aristocrats, he has seen the dirty and twisted, and he has seen the glory of Ben Shan.

But he has never seen such eyes, every ray of light in the world seems to fall there.

In those quiet blue pupils, it seems that Shu Lang is written, it seems to be expressing forbearance, and it also hides coldness and compassion. It depicts thousands of worlds and human nature in thick ink and heavy colors. Dare to look directly at it for a moment longer.

With just one glance, life is like a dream.