Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 62: Death of Du Gubo (4)

On the other side, Guangling Douluo and Juhuaguan stood side by side.

Guangling Douluo sighed softly, his eyes penetrating through layers of branches and leaves, as if he could see through the emotional entanglements in the distance.

"What do you think? Xiangsiduanchanghong does not approve of Xiaoxue." His voice was low, with a bit of helplessness and regret.

Yue Guan said, "This Acacia Heartbreak Red has been a symbol of pure love since ancient times. It doesn't recognize Xiaoxue, perhaps because of the complicated emotional entanglement in Xiaoxue's heart, with love and hate intertwined, it is difficult to be pure."

Guangling Douluo pondered for a moment, and turned his gaze to the distance, as if trying to penetrate the layers of green and look directly into the darkest corners of people's hearts. "Tell me, why does Xiaoxue have such deep hatred?"

Yue Guan smiled lightly, but it was hard to hide the thought between his brows. "How should I know?"

Although Yue Guan's words were somewhat teasing, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He said, "Everyone has a forbidden area in their heart that others cannot touch, hiding unknown pain and secrets. Xiao Xue's hatred may come from the past soaked in blood and tears. It is the mark of time and the brand of the soul."

Guangling Douluo asked, "Then who do you think Xiaoxue hates?"

Yue Guan said, "Maybe it's His Holiness the Pope."

"Your Holiness..." He repeated in a low voice, and every word was like a heavy lead block, falling on his heart and causing ripples. The picture slowly unfolded in Yue Guan's mind. It was the young Qian Renxue, standing on the splendid but cold high platform of the Spirit Hall, looking at the lofty, majestic and untouchable figure - Pope Bibi Dong.

At that time, Qian Renxue's eyes showed both a desire for power and a deep desire for maternal love, but that desire was always mixed with an indescribable gloom.

At this moment, Qian Renxue's voice came from the other side, "Elder Ju, Fifth Grandpa, we should go back."

As Qian Renxue's gentle but firm voice came, Guangling Douluo and Juhuaguan's gazes converged in her direction at the same time.

Next to Qian Renxue, Li Muyun asked, "Isn't Senior Guang Ling a woman? Why do you call her grandpa?"

Qian Renxue said, "Guang Ling doesn't like me calling her grandma."

Upon hearing this, Li Muyun raised a playful smile, his eyes moving between Qian Renxue and Guangling Douluo who was slowly walking towards him not far away, with curiosity and confusion flashing in his eyes.

"Oh? Senior Guang Ling, that heroic and imposing senior is actually a man?" He deliberately lowered his voice and whispered in Qian Renxue's ear. His warm breath brushed across her earlobe, making Qian Renxue's cheeks slightly red, but her heart was also rippled by this sudden intimacy.

Qian Renxue turned her head and glanced at Guangling Douluo who was approaching steadily. She chuckled softly, with a bit of helplessness in her voice, "Yes, Muyun, although Senior Guangling looks majestic, he is a child who refuses to admit old age in his heart. He always said that he is in the prime of his life, so how can he be called 'grandma'? You should call her grandpa."

As the conversation between Qian Renxue and Li Muyun came to an end, the group set out on the journey back to the Wuhun Branch Hall in Tiandou City.

As the morning light began to break, a gentle blue-purple hue appeared on the horizon, and a group of people walked briskly back to the Wuhun Branch Hall in Tiandou City.

Just as they were entering the main hall, the sound of hurried footsteps and Xiao Ai's anxious shouts broke the silence: "Something happened! Something happened! An urgent report came from the Tiandou royal family that the third prince died in battle at the border. On the battlefield!"

Xiao Ai stood in front of everyone, panting. Her news was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone present. Qian Renxue's face suddenly changed when she heard it, and a flash of unbelievable coldness flashed in her eyes, like ice crystals suddenly condensed in winter. She looked up into the distance, which was the direction of Tiandou Imperial City, and she felt mixed emotions.

Scenes flashed quickly through Qian Renxue's mind: Xue Luochuan's gentle yet sharp face, and his seemingly unintentional but actually calculated plans.

She had not expected that this game of power would kick off so quickly and cruelly, and the bad news from the border was undoubtedly Xue Luochuan's announcement to her: the battle for the royal family had begun in full swing.

"I'll go back first." Qian Renxue's words were brief and powerful.

Li Muyun wanted to say something but stopped himself. Looking at Qian Renxue's figure getting farther and farther away, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

The air in the branch hall seemed to freeze, leaving only the sound of Qian Renxue's light footsteps on the stone pavement. Although her steps were fast, they were steady, and every step seemed to be calculating every move in the future.

Li Muyun's eyes followed Qian Renxue's departing back until that determined figure disappeared around the corner. He then slowly withdrew his gaze, a look of determination flashing across his eyes. Turning around, he patted Xiao Ai's shoulder and said, "Xiao Ai, go back and pack up. We have to leave immediately to return to Wuhun City."

Xiao Ai was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then a hint of understanding and eagerness flashed in her eyes. She nodded and said quickly, "Yes, Brother Muyun, I will prepare it right away."

Li Muyun stood where he was, looking through the open window at the outline of Tiandou City in the distance, thinking secretly in his heart.

Then he sighed lightly, turned and walked into the inner room, and began to pack his luggage quickly. The placement of each item revealed his organization and caution.

"..."

After several days of hard work, Li Muyun and Xiao Ai finally stepped into the territory of Wuhun City. The setting sun was like blood, coating the towering Wuhun Hall with a layer of golden light. The solemn outline seemed even more sacred and inviolable in the afterglow of the setting sun.

In front of the city gate, the guards were dressed in armor and had sharp eyes. Seeing the two return, they saluted to show their respect. Li Muyun lightly raised his whip and led Xiao Ai through the bustling crowd and headed straight to the core area of ​​the Spirit Hall.

As they walked deeper, a repressive and solemn atmosphere became thicker, and the air seemed to be filled with the breath of strength and power. Finally, they arrived in front of the Pope's Palace. The towering building was even more magnificent in the sunset.

Entering the gate of the Pope's Palace, a figure wearing a black robe and a golden crown slowly turned around. It was the Pope of the Spirit Hall - Bibi Dong. Her eyes were as deep as the night sky, as if she could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts. She was surrounded by a frightening majesty and oppression.

Bibi Dong slowly walked towards Li Muyun and Xiao Ai, and every step she took was full of unquestionable authority. Her deep eyes gently swept over the two of them, and finally fixed on Li Muyun. Her voice was low and magnetic: "Did you gain anything from this trip to Tiandou Royal Academy?"

Li Muyun bowed slightly, his eyes flashing with awe and confidence: "Teacher, although this trip was not smooth sailing, we did gain something. Not only did we discover the subtle changes within the Tiandou royal family, but more importantly, we discovered that Qian Renxue's influence in Tiandou City is far beyond imagination. Her wisdom and strategy have quietly woven an intricate network in the academy and the royal family."

Bibi Dong heard this and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips. Her deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world. She gently raised her hand and motioned Li Muyun to come closer. "Muyun, has the 'influence' you mentioned touched the foundation of imperial power? Qian Renxue's every move is extremely subtle. However, the real competition is often not on the surface."

Her words were like a stream in the ice, calm yet sharp. Li Muyun was shocked when he heard it, and he took a half step forward involuntarily, "Teacher, what you said is very true. Qian Renxue's layout in Tiandou City seems gentle but actually has hidden sharpness. She not only won the hearts of the people, but also invisibly weakened the power of other princes. But her real purpose seems to be far more than that..."

(End of this chapter)