Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 49 Guangling Douluo (3)

There was a flash of surprise in Xiao Ai's eyes, as if she had heard something incredible. Her little face flushed slightly with excitement, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her eyes flashing with curiosity and yearning for the unknown world.

She looked up at Guang Ling, her clear eyes seemed to reflect the entire starry sky. She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was filled with excitement: "Wow, level 69! That's close to the level of Soul Saint, it's really amazing! Then you must have seen a lot of powerful martial spirits, right?"

Guang Ling smiled slightly, that smile contained both humility and pride, "Yes, each martial spirit is like a star in the universe, with its own unique light and story. I have been fortunate enough to witness the roar of a flame like a dragon, and also felt the silence of an ice-covered sky. Every display of power makes me full of interest in this world."

Xiao Ai turned around excitedly and pulled Li Muyun's sleeve, with a dazzling light flashing in her eyes, as if she wanted to convey this excitement directly to Li Muyun beside her.

Her voice was filled with uncontrollable joy and amazement. "Brother Muyun, did you see that? Guangling is already level 69! I always say that there are always people better than you. We still have a lot to learn!"

Li Muyun looked at Xiao Ai's face full of youthful vitality, and a warm current surged in his heart. He gently patted Xiao Ai's shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement and tenderness. "Yes, Xiao Ai, you are right. Everyone's growth path is unique. The achievements of the predecessors are indeed admirable, but they are also the result of their hard work and talent. As long as we maintain this curiosity and desire for the unknown and keep moving forward, we will be able to stand on our own peak one day."

Xiao Ai asked curiously, "Brother Muyun, why do you call Guangling senior? He is about the same age as you, right?"

Xiao Ai's question made Li Muyun reveal an awkward yet sincere smile. He patted his forehead gently, as if to dispel the sudden discomfort.

"Well, this? As the saying goes, learning never ends, and the wisest are the teachers!"

"Although Senior Guang Ling is about the same age as me, his attainments in martial arts training are far beyond my reach."

"You see, his profound insight into the mysteries of martial spirits and his calm demeanor are all examples for us to learn from. On the path of cultivation, age is never the only measure of standards. True strength lies in the depth and breadth of the mind."

Li Muyun was also somewhat helpless. Guang Ling, a female, was the fifth worshiper of the Elder Hall of Wuhun City, a level 98 Strong Attack Douluo. He had a transcendent status in the Wuhun Hall, was not subject to the command of the Pope, and could even limit the power of the Pope.

Guangling Douluo's real age is over ninety years old, but his appearance and voice are still like a teenager. His left eye is covered with ice and snow, he has long silver hair, and his back can transform into ice wings to assist in flying. His left arm is in an ice-like shape.

Her martial soul is a longbow with light feathers, which has the dual attributes of light and ice. It can shoot arrows called "invisible arrows", which are silent and invisible.

Also, Guangling Douluo's personality is like that of a child. Sometimes he would throw tantrums and like to play.

That's the truth! Isn't this playing with Xiao Ai? The problem is, Xiao Ai was having a lot of fun playing with her.

But why did Guangling Douluo come to Tiandou City? Did Qiandao Liu send her to protect Qian Renxue? It was possible. After all, although Guangling Douluo sometimes had a bad temper and was playful, he still cared about the development of Wuhun Hall.

There was a sly childlike light in Guang Ling's eyes. She smiled gently, and that smile seemed to melt the ice in winter and make everything around her come alive.

"Xiao Ai, do you know? In the world of martial spirits, in addition to fighting and training, there are many interesting secrets waiting for us to discover."

As he spoke, Guangling Douluo waved his sleeves gently, and a tiny wisp of ice crystals slowly condensed in the air, and finally turned into a crystal clear, dancing little butterfly, which gently landed on Xiao Ai's fingertips. Xiao Ai's eyes instantly bloomed with a light brighter than the stars, and she gently raised her hand, as if she was afraid of disturbing this sudden beauty.

The little butterfly formed by ice crystals was spinning lightly on the fingertips. Every tiny ray of light was like the purest snowflakes in winter, flashing with soft and mysterious colors.

The corners of Xiao Ai's mouth rose unconsciously, forming a gentle arc. She blew gently, and the little butterfly swayed gently in the air, as if it really had life and was ready to spread its wings and fly high.

"It's so beautiful!" Xiao Ai's voice was as soft as a mosquito, but full of surprise and emotion. She carefully stretched out her other hand, trying to hold up this fragile and dreamy existence, fearing that it would dissipate into nothingness if she was not careful.

Guangling Douluo stood aside, his eyes full of pampering and smiles, as if at this moment, she had returned to the innocent age when she was full of curiosity and fantasy about the world.

At this moment, Li Muyun's words gently broke the silence in the room. He looked at Xiao Ai with a smile, his eyes flashing with pampering and expectation.

"Xiao Ai, go downstairs and get some food. I'm hungry too. Remember to pick some of your favorite desserts and my favorite tea, how about that?"

When Xiao Ai heard this, her eyes lit up instantly, as if something beautiful had illuminated her heart. She nodded excitedly, turned around and was about to run out, but suddenly stopped, turned around, and winked at Li Muyun mischievously: "Okay, Brother Muyun, I'll go right away, you have to wait for me, I'll be back soon!"

After saying this, she jumped lightly over the threshold like a happy little bird and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

In the room, as Xiao Ai's brisk footsteps gradually faded away, her silver bell-like laughter seemed to linger in the air. Li Muyun withdrew his gaze from the door and fell on Guangling Douluo. The pair of left eyes covered with ice and snow looked even more mysterious under the dim light.

Li Muyun asked, "Senior Guang Ling, why are you here? Are you here to protect Qian Renxue? I remember that His Holiness the Pope has already sent two Titled Douluo here, so there is no need for you at all."

Guangling Douluo pursed his lips lightly, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had instantly switched from the innocence of a child to the sternness of a strong man.

"Li Muyun, you and I both know that the feud between the Elders' Palace and your Pope's Palace cannot be resolved overnight. I came here for a mission." There was unquestionable majesty in her words, and her silver hair swayed gently in the wind, like the sharpest sword in winter, exuding a cold breath.

Li Muyun said, "Senior, you can rest assured about this. Qian Renxue is the Pope's biological daughter after all. She will not lay a hand on her own daughter."

When Guangling Douluo heard this, the sneer on his face became even more intense. She gently raised her hand and tapped the air with her fingertips. The temperature around her seemed to drop by several degrees in an instant, and even a faint icy mist filled the air. Her left eye, which was covered with ice and snow, narrowed slightly, revealing a bit of depth and complexity, as if she could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

Guangling Douluo turned around slowly, and suddenly, she moved and disappeared from the spot like a ghost. When she reappeared, she was standing by the window with her back to Li Muyun.

"Remember, don't expose my identity." He left these words lightly and disappeared.

Li Muyun? What kind of person is this? Why does he treat Xiao Ai and me so differently?
Xiao Ai stepped into the door briskly, holding a basket filled with various desserts and a pot of hot tea, with a satisfied and happy smile on her face. As soon as she entered the door, she did not see Guangling Douluo, so she asked: "Where is Senior Guangling, has he left?"

(End of this chapter)