Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 4 If you want to catch up with me, then come on
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The next morning.

Li Muyun's steps just as he stepped out of the room suddenly stopped. The sudden electronic sound in his mind made him stand still for a moment.

He looked back at the empty room with a confused look on his face, a hint of doubt flashing between his brows.

[“Congratulations, host. Mission progress is 3%…”

Li Muyun: ???

"3%." He repeated this sudden information in a low voice, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rising into a wry smile.

Then, he seemed to remember something and said to himself, "Fuck, why only 1% increase? Qian Renxue is too stingy!"

He tapped his forehead lightly, as if he was talking to some non-existent being, with helplessness and a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

"It's okay," he whispered to himself, as if he was comforting himself or some invisible being.

"Qian Renxue and I are still children, and she doesn't understand things like love. Everything will be fine when she grows up."

"But we have to get there before Tang San recognizes her and take her first blood, otherwise we'll be in trouble."

"Given Qian Renxue's clingy personality, it's hard to say. It's really hard to say."

As the morning light began to break, Li Muyun walked towards the place where Qian Renxue was practicing with brisk steps, feeling a bit confused and expectant in his heart.

Passing through the winding corridors and around the lush flower beds, he saw a hint of gold dancing in the morning light in the distance. It was Qian Renxue's figure.

She was wearing a tight training suit, and sweat slid down her determined chin, dripping onto the bluestone slabs, and was instantly evaporated by the rising sun.

Qian Renxue's movements were swift and powerful, and each punch was accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, as if she wanted to pour out all her resentment and anger into this endless morning exercise.

She is not only practicing soul skills, but also tempering her body and will.

She began to run around the training ground, each step she took was extremely firm. As her legs alternated, she brought up breezes that blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, dancing with her figure in the morning light.

Although her breathing was heavy, her eyes became more determined, as if every breath was accumulating strength to fight against fate.

"Huh...ha..." She stopped and supported her hands on her knees. Sweat slid down her forehead like drizzle, dripping onto the dry ground and instantly turning into tiny circles of water stains.

Li Muyun stood quietly aside, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He knew very well that behind this seemingly simple practice, there lay Qian Renxue's unknown hardships and persistence.

Li Muyun walked slowly towards Qian Renxue who was gasping for breath, his eyes full of heartache and worry.

He spoke softly, his voice gentle but with a firmness that could not be ignored: "Qian Renxue, you are only 7 years old, you can't practice like this."

Qian Renxue looked up when she heard the voice. Sweat blurred her vision, but it could not hide the pair of eyes that were sparkling with stubbornness.

She panted slightly, her eyes showing both surprise and confusion, as if she didn't expect someone to disturb her practice at this time.

Li Muyun squatted down, looked at her at eye level, reached out and gently wiped the sweat from her cheek, his movements were gentle and natural.

"I see your efforts, but haste makes waste. Excessive training will damage your body and affect your future growth."

Qian Renxue pushed Li Muyun's hand away fiercely, a hint of defensiveness and stubbornness flashed in her eyes, and her voice was small but very firm: "What are you doing here? Don't bother me. I can handle my own affairs."

She stood up straight, her chest rising and falling slightly, as if declaring her independence and indomitable spirit.

In the morning light, her figure looked exceptionally thin, yet incredibly tough, like a blade of grass that grew tenaciously in adversity.

Li Muyun was a little stunned by the push, but he quickly returned to normal with a faint smile on his lips.

"If I don't care about you, who else will care about you?"

Qian Renxue was stunned, and a rare hint of confusion flashed across her eyes, which were shining with stubbornness.

In the morning light, her little face was coated with a faint golden glow, and sweat slid down the side of her face, interweaving with the warm light to form a breathtaking picture.

She looked at Li Muyun steadily, her eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, but she was also trying to understand the deeper meaning behind his words.

Li Muyun did not back down. Her eyes were gentle and firm, like a warm breeze that gently blew away the haze in her heart.

"You think,"

He opened his thin lips, his voice gentle but powerful.

"Do I really just want to interfere in your life? I just... don't want to see you working so hard, and I don't want to see you get hurt because of your eagerness to achieve success." At this point, he paused slightly, his eyes became softer, "We are friends, aren't we? Friends should support each other."

Qian Renxue frowned slightly when she heard this, and a hint of curiosity and confusion flashed in her stubborn eyes.

She bit her lower lip lightly, as if weighing something, and finally asked, "How old are you?"

Although the voice was soft, it carried a seriousness that could not be ignored.

Li Muyun smiled slightly, with a gentle arc at the corner of his mouth. The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled on his immature yet slightly resolute face, adding a bit of maturity to him.

"Me? I'm about 8 years old."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and gestured, as if the number was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

Qian Renxue stared at him for a moment, her eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, trying to read more from this simple answer.

Qian Renxue asked again, "What level is your soul power?"

Li Muyun, "I'm level 16 now. I'm a genius with full innate soul power and twin martial souls. You have to keep it a secret for me."

When Qian Renxue heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and the stubbornness was replaced by a smile, as if she was acknowledging the word "genius" that Li Muyun said with a slightly teasing tone.

She raised her hand and gently wiped away the last drop of sweat from her forehead, her eyes flashing with a mixture of curiosity and admiration.

"Level 16... and you have twin martial spirits? You are indeed not simple."

She said softly, with a hint of imperceptible envy and yearning in her tone.

In the morning light, her eyes were like two bright gems, sparkling with dazzling light.

When Li Muyun saw her expression change, a warm feeling rose in his heart. He nodded gently, with confidence and tenderness flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, that's why I'm more worried about you. I see your efforts, but sometimes, method and rhythm are equally important. We can practice together, help each other, and make progress together."

Qian Renxue said, "I am now level 24. Do you think your reputation as a genius will be useful to me?"

Li Muyun's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this, and then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Yes, you are level 24, so I have to work harder, otherwise how can I fight side by side with you."

Li Muyun's voice was as light as the morning breeze, but it reached Qian Renxue's ears clearly.

"Why did you help me last night?" Qian Renxue's eyes were deep, as if she wanted to penetrate all appearances and reach the bottom of his heart.

Hearing this, a gentle smile appeared on Li Muyun's face. He took a few steps closer and stood side by side with Qian Renxue.

"Of course I hope you can live a happy life."

Qian Renxue:? ? ? ?
Why does this look look so similar to mine before?

Li Muyun turned his head, his eyes gently fell on Qian Renxue, and continued: "In this world, everyone is striving for their own goals, but sometimes, we ignore the feelings of the people around us."

"I don't want to see you bear it all alone because you are too strong. I hope you can know that you are not alone."

When Qian Renxue heard this, a trace of determination and fighting spirit flashed in her eyes. A challenging smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if Li Muyun's words had stimulated the potential deep in her heart.

She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was filled with unquestionable firmness, "If you want to catch up with me, then come on."

Before she finished her words, she turned lightly, like a falcon about to soar into the sky, and started running around the square of the Spirit Hall.

Seeing this, Li Muyun raised a smile and his eyes flashed with a gleam of unwillingness to admit defeat.

He took a step forward without hesitation, following closely behind Qian Renxue. The two figures stretched out in the morning light, interweaving into a vibrant picture.

The morning breeze blew by, bringing with it a slight coolness and freshness, ruffling the hair on his forehead, and seemed to be cheering him up.

Li Muyun's steps were getting faster and faster, and every step seemed so firm and powerful, as if every step was based on his own beliefs.

He looked straight ahead, but his peripheral vision was always on Qian Renxue beside him. Her light figure was like a deer leaping in the woods, agile and graceful.

Sweat gradually soaked his clothes, but he was unaware of it. He had only one thought in his mind - to be on par with her, or even surpass her.

After all, feelings are something that must be cultivated from an early age.

(End of this chapter)