Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 30: Stabbed by Xiao Ai (2)

Old Jack said as he led Tang San to Li Muyun.

Xiao Ai's eyes suddenly sparkled with excitement. She stood up straight, clasped her hands together, and looked eager to try. "Okay, okay, we'll take care of it!"

Then, Xiao Ai jumped in front of Tang San and said, "My name is Xiao Ai, I'm Brother Mu Yun's good friend and his most capable assistant! Don't worry, it's the right thing to leave such an important matter as finding spirit rings to us adults! Let's go and discuss the plan now!"

Li Muyun showed a gentle yet polite smile, "Okay, Grandpa Jack, we will set off early tomorrow morning."

If I were to find a spirit ring for Tang San, Tang Hao would definitely not believe me and would definitely be observing in secret. Let me think, what kind of spirit ring should I find for you?
The anxious look on Old Jack's face eased a little, replaced by a comforting smile, and he said earnestly:
"Muyun, I knew it would be right to entrust this matter to you. Tang San is a gifted child, hardworking and studious. Like you, he is the hope for the future of our Holy Spirit Village. This time, you have to help him find the most suitable spirit ring for him."

As he spoke, Old Jack turned his gaze to Tang San and continued, "Xiao San, don't worry. Mu Yun is the most outstanding spirit master in our village. With him, your spirit ring problem will definitely be solved. However, the road to finding spirit rings is difficult and dangerous. You must be careful and put safety first."

Hearing this, Tang San's eyes became more determined. He bowed slightly and said, "Thank you Grandpa Jack and Brother Muyun for your help. Although I have heard about spirit rings, this is my first time to actually use one, so I am inevitably nervous. If I can follow Brother Muyun's guidance, I will definitely be able to avoid taking detours."

Old Jack smiled heartily and said, "Okay, okay, Xiao San, let's go. Go back and rest early. Get enough energy. Tomorrow, let Brother Muyun take you to find your spirit ring."

"Remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must persevere. Children of the Holy Soul Village never give up easily!"

As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards the door with steady steps. Tang San followed closely behind him, and their figures gradually blended into the night.

Li Xingyue looked out the door and whispered to Li Muyun and Xiao Ai, "You two should go to bed early. Tomorrow is a big day and we need plenty of energy. Muyun, Xiao Ai is in your care. Take good care of her."

Li Muyun said helplessly, "Mom, Xiao Ai is not..."

Xiao Ai interrupted Li Muyun and said, "Auntie, Brother Muyun will take care of me. You should go to bed early and don't worry about us."

Upon hearing this, Li Xingyue's lips curled up in a gentle arc. These two children have such a good relationship!

inside the house,

Li Muyun stood beside the sofa awkwardly, glancing at the big comfortable bed from time to time, then quickly retracting his gaze, his face full of embarrassment and helplessness. He said softly, "Xiao Ai, you sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa."

Hearing this, Xiao Ai raised a sly smile, her bright eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. She deliberately dragged out her voice and said jokingly, "Oh, Brother Muyun, how can this be? The sofa is so small, how can a big boy like you sleep on it? Besides, I am your most capable assistant. If there is an emergency at night, I can protect you in the first place."

Li Muyun's mouth twitched unconsciously, his eyes were filled with helplessness and doting. He sighed softly, and was about to open his mouth to refute, but he saw Xiao Ai had already jumped onto the sofa lightly, gesturing with both hands, and said seriously: "Look, the sofa is actually quite spacious, it's no problem for the two of us to squeeze in. Besides, I'm very caring, I promise not to cause you any trouble, and I can even tell you stories to coax you to sleep!"

After saying that, Xiao Ai deliberately widened her eyes, pretending to be innocent. Her eyes, which were shining with cunning light, seemed to be saying, "Just obey me!"

Li Muyun smiled helplessly. He slowly walked to the bedside, gently pulled back a corner of the quilt, turned to face Xiao Ai, and said with unquestionable firmness: "Xiao Ai, be obedient. The bed is prepared for you. I'll sleep on the sofa. It's cold at night and you're weak. Don't catch a cold."

Seeing how persistent he was, Xiao Ai had a sly smile on her face, and then she put on a coquettish look, with her hands behind her back and her toes tapping the ground lightly, as if she was thinking about something important.

"Okay, I'll sleep on the bed and you'll sleep on the sofa. But you have to promise me that if anything happens at night, you'll get up immediately to protect me!"

Li Muyun couldn't help laughing at Xiao Ai's witty remarks, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, he nodded gently, with a bit of pampering and helplessness in his voice: "I know, I know, you naughty boy. You can sleep peacefully, I promise that even the slightest movement will not escape my ears." As he spoke, he deliberately made a "guard" posture, standing straight, with his hands lightly placed on his chest, but his eyes were full of gentle smiles.

Seeing this, Xiao Ai burst out laughing. The laughter was clear and pleasant, like the gurgling of a stream in spring, and it instantly filled the entire room.

She walked lightly to the bedside, jumped lightly, and landed on the soft bedding like a feather. She turned back and blinked at Li Muyun, looking naughty and cute. "Well, Brother Muyun, good night! Remember your promise!"

During the years they have been together, Xiao Ai is often awakened by nightmares. In order for Xiao Ai to live a happy life, all Li Muyun can do is to accommodate her.

I just hope that one day she can really forget the unhappy past. People will develop feelings for each other after being together for a long time. In Li Muyun's heart, he already regards Xiao Ai as his own sister.

As for Qian Renxue, she hadn't returned to the Spirit Hall for five years. She only knew that everything was fine, but there was no other news. However, although she hadn't seen him for five years, the progress of the mission in the system space had reached a rare 56%.

"..."

There is still a faint crescent moon hanging in the sky, the stars are sparse, and the night is still deep.

The outline of Holy Soul Village was looming in the mist. In the silence, only the occasional crowing of roosters in the distance could be heard, heralding the approach of dawn.

On this quiet morning, a simply decorated carriage quietly drove out of the village. The wheels rolled over the bluestone road, making a slight creaking sound that was particularly clear in the quiet air.

The carriage was pulled by two strong horses, which were covered with cold-proof blankets. Warm breath came out of their nostrils, condensing into white mist in the cold air.

The driver was a middle-aged man with an honest face. He held the reins and looked firmly at the unknown road ahead.

He gave a soft shout, and the horse quickened its pace. The wheels turned more vigorously, driving the entire carriage through the night.

Inside the car, the lights were dim and warm, illuminating three young and distinctive faces.

Li Muyun sat on one side, his brows revealing calmness and concern. From time to time, he looked at Xiao Ai opposite him, his eyes full of care.

Xiao Ai snuggled in the corner, holding a small rag doll tightly in her hands, her eyes sparkling with anticipation for a new journey.

Tang San sat on the other side with his eyes closed, resting. A faint fluctuation of soul power surrounded his body. It was obvious that he was practicing. Even the bumpy carriage could not disturb his concentration.

Outside the window, the night gradually faded and the sky began to turn pale. The first ray of morning light penetrated the mist and sprinkled on the carriage, adding a bit of warmth to this small space.

Tang San slowly opened his eyes, which shone with the clarity and determination that came from practicing. He exhaled gently, and the soul power fluctuations surrounding him gradually subsided, as if the last trace of mist in the morning light was dispelled by the sun.

He turned to look at Li Muyun, with a bit of curiosity and thirst for knowledge in his eyes: "Brother Muyun, I have always heard people talking about spirit rings. What exactly is it? And how can we obtain it?"

(End of this chapter)