Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 52 Is this the feeling of heartbeat? (1)

Qian Renxue's eyes softened in an instant, and she bit her lower lip lightly, "I want... you to go with me. Your Mirror Heart Martial Spirit may be able to guide us in the fog, and your wisdom and calmness are exactly what I need."

She leaned forward slightly, and the distance between them inadvertently shortened. There seemed to be a subtle ambiguity and tension in the air.

Li Muyun could feel the warmth of her breath, as well as the trust and dependence hidden deep in her heart. Taking advantage of the gap between his gazes with Qian Renxue, he lowered his head calmly and his eyes quietly swept across the system space. The string of numbers "Strategy Value 56%" lay there quietly, as if time had stopped, without the slightest change.

He wondered in his heart, does this stagnation of the attack value mean that the relationship between him and Qian Renxue is at a subtle turning point? Or is it that he has not yet touched a soft corner deep in her heart?

Complex emotions surged in Li Muyun's heart. He stared at Qian Renxue's clear eyes that hid countless secrets, and ripples appeared in his heart.

Confess? He asked himself, but quickly rejected the idea. In his opinion, all the words he said at this moment seemed pale and powerless, far less sincere and profound than silent companionship.

He raised his hand gently, and his fingertips brushed the hair beside her ear, his movements so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing the tranquility. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the heartbeats of the two intertwined into the most beautiful melody in the quiet space.

Qian Renxue's heart seemed to be gently wrapped by a warm current at this moment, and it was like a petal that just opened in spring, trembling gently in the breeze. Her eyes widened slightly, and a barely noticeable blush quietly climbed up her cheeks, like shy clouds in the morning light.

She could feel the warmth of Li Muyun's fingertips. The subtle touch was like an electric current that instantly spread throughout her body, making her heart beat faster involuntarily, as if it was about to jump out of her chest and resonate with the quiet air.

She tried to maintain her calm appearance, but her trembling eyelashes and slightly rising and falling chest revealed her panic and shyness. The air around her seemed to become sticky with the surge of emotions, and the passage of every second became unusually slow, allowing her to clearly hear her heartbeat like a drum, boom, boom, boom, resonating with everything around her, playing a secret movement that belonged only to the two of them.

Li Muyun suddenly spoke, breaking the suffocating silence. He smiled as if he was being nonchalant, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, as if he was trying to find a way out for both of them.

"Ah, I see. I was wondering why I forgot something. It turns out that Xiao Ai and Guang Ling Douluo haven't come back from shopping yet. I'm afraid they are lost again. I have to go look for them, otherwise I won't have dinner tonight."

As he spoke, he stood up and slightly turned sideways to avoid being too close to Qian Renxue, but the residual warmth from his fingertips seemed to still remain in the air, causing both of them to tremble unconsciously. Li Muyun stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, hiding the restlessness in his heart, with a faint smile on his lips, and walked out the door.

Qian Renxue let out a long breath, as if releasing long-pent-up emotions, and her hands unconsciously touched her hot cheeks. The heat surging under her skin seemed to ignite her whole body.

[Is this the feeling of being moved?] Qian Renxue muttered to herself. She looked at Li Muyun's departing back, a hint of confusion and puzzlement flashed across her eyes.

The room fell silent again, but the subtle atmosphere lingered in her heart like ripples. She slowly stood up, walked to the window, gently opened the window frame, let the night breeze pass by, trying to blow away the heat and confusion in her heart.

At this moment, a clear and pleasant laughter broke the silence of the night. Xiao Ai was seen skipping across the corridor, her short hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes flashing with excitement, like the brightest star in the night sky.

"Sister Xiaoxue, I finally see you!" She shouted as she threw herself into Qian Renxue's arms. The sudden warmth made Qian Renxue startled for a moment, then her mouth corners unconsciously lifted, her eyes full of doting. Xiao Ai's liveliness was like a breeze in spring, instantly blowing away all the dullness and shyness in the room.

Qian Renxue gently stroked Xiao Ai's hair, a light of tenderness and severity flashed in her eyes, and she asked softly: "Xiao Ai, have you been practicing well recently? Have you been practicing diligently?"

Xiao Ai stood up straight immediately after hearing this, her eyes sparkling with seriousness and pride. "Of course, Sister Xiaoxue! I practice diligently every day, even Brother Muyun praised me for my progress! I just learned a move called 'Meteor Breaking the Moon' from Brother Muyun, would you like me to demonstrate it to you?" "Meteor Breaking the Moon? What is that?" Qian Renxue heard this, a hint of curiosity and anticipation flashed in her eyes. She loosened her arms around Xiao Ai and stepped back a few steps to leave space for Xiao Ai to perform.

Xiao Ai took a deep breath, slightly separated her feet, and quickly formed seals with her hands. The soul power surged around her body, as if the power of the stars gathered at her fingertips. Suddenly, her figure flashed, like the most dazzling meteor in the night sky, streaking across the sky, leaving a dazzling trail.

Then, an illusory sword appeared out of thin air in her hand. Wherever the tip of the sword pointed, the air seemed to be torn apart, with an invincible sharp edge.

"Brother Muyun said this is a soul skill he created himself. It's called Sword...Yes, it's called Sword Twenty-Three. In fact, there are a total of twenty-four moves."

Before Xiao Ai finished speaking, she had already transformed into a beam of light, with the sword shadow following her. A slight humming sound echoed in the air, which was a sign of the rapid operation of soul power. She murmured, "Sword Eleven, Brother Muyun said that for this move, one must have no distracting thoughts and let the mind follow the sword in order to understand its true meaning."

After saying that, Xiao Ai's body suddenly stopped, as if time had frozen around her. Only the illusory sword tip, which had condensed all the light and power, pointed directly at a point in the void in front of her.

"A shooting star breaks the moon."

As she shouted softly, the sword shadow suddenly burst out, turning into eleven tiny and sharp sword beams, each of which was extremely precise, like the densest meteor shower in the night sky, cutting through the darkness, and quickly gathering into an irresistible torrent of sword energy, rushing forward, and wherever it passed, the air was cut into pieces, leaving behind fine cracks, which then quickly healed, leaving only the aftermath rippling in the air.

Xiao Ai raised her chin proudly, with a proud gleam in her eyes, as if the gorgeous sword dance just now was her proudest work.

"Isn't it amazing, Sister Xiaoxue! Although I'm a bit dumb, Brother Muyun said that hard work can make up for lack of talent, so I work hard every day. Each of the twenty-three sword moves contains a different artistic conception and power. I have only learned eleven moves, but I can already feel the power from the stars."

As she spoke, she gently waved the illusory sword in her hand, as if she could still feel the aftereffects of the previous attack, her face filled with satisfaction and anticipation.

"Sister Xiaoxue, you should try it too! Brother Muyun said that your martial soul is different from mine, but your power is purer and stronger. If you can learn Sword Twenty-Three, it will be even more amazing!" After she finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue playfully. Qian Renxue's heart couldn't help but be moved by her innocence and tenacity.

Qian Renxue looked at Xiao Ai's face, which was filled with confidence and expectation, and an unprecedented impulse surged in her heart. She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was gentle but firm: "Xiao Ai, you are right, I also want to try this sword twenty-three. Take me to find Mu Yun, I want to ask him in person how to practice this soul skill."

Xiao Ai's eyes flashed with cunning and excitement. She mysteriously took out a roll of yellowed parchment from her bosom. On it were densely packed with various complicated runes and training diagrams. It was the legendary "Sword Twenty-Three" training secret book.

"Look, Sister Xiaoxue, this was copied for me by Brother Muyun himself."

Qian Renxue said, "This is not good. Without his consent..."

Xiao Ai said, "It's okay, it's okay. Brother Muyun has long wanted to teach you Sword 23. He said that Sword 23 plus the flying ability of the Angel Spirit will be more effective."

Qian Renxue took the parchment and gently stroked the ancient words with her fingertips, as if she could feel Li Muyun's unspoken feelings and expectations.

(End of this chapter)