Douluo's war angel

One year ago, winter, night.

A cold wave invaded the entire Holy City of Martial Arts. This sudden cold wave also heralded that the most important festival on the Douluo Continent was about to come. At this moment, in a house, a kind old man was sitting on the warm floor. In front of the fire, tell the children the legend about this festival:

Once upon a time, a terrifying spirit beast appeared on the continent. It slaughtered people on human territory, leaving corpses all over the human territory and the wild people struggling to survive. This spirit beast was called Nian. During this disaster period, three peak powerhouses appeared. They joined forces to defeat this soul beast, and later established the Wuhun Palace to guard the territory of mankind.

Therefore, in order to commemorate them, later generations called the celebration of this festival the New Year. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and this has become the most important festival for humans in Douluo Continent.

Affected by the cold wave, heavy snow covered the entire Wuhun Holy City, but this did not affect people's enthusiastic preparations for this grand festival. Children were playing in the streets wearing colorful cotton-padded jackets, and adults were busy preparing for the New Year at home. While eating, vendors selling candied haws of sugar are walking along the streets, and the city is filled with laughter and a strong sense of the New Year.

At this moment, in the Wuhun Hall at the top of the Wuhun Holy City, a young man in black robes sneakily avoided the patrolling soldiers, climbed neatly along the outer wall to the third floor of the main building of the Wuhun Hall, and finally squatted outside a huge window. , gently knocked on the bright glass.

After a set of movements, he performed smoothly and skillfully, as if he were back at his parents' home.

Soon, the thick and gorgeous golden curtains inside the window were opened, and a small figure appeared in the boy's eyes.

It was a little blond girl wearing a nightgown. She looked about [-] years old, but she was actually a beauty, with exquisite facial features and white and smooth skin, like a lovable porcelain doll.

"You're back." The girl's beautiful eyes lit up when she saw the boy outside the window. She was particularly surprised. She quickly opened the window and let the boy into the house.

"Where have you been for the past three months?" The girl gently patted the snowflakes on the boy's body, not caring about the gorgeous and clean carpet in her room.

"I've been to a lot of places. Xue'er, please close the window first. Don't get sick if you wear so little." The black-haired boy was naturally Lin Mo. He carefully took out a large bag of things from his arms:

"Look what good things I brought you"

Xueer obediently closed the window, pouted and opened the package with a slight smile, and a lot of snacks fell out.

"There are so many." The girl's eyes sparkled, and she took out a candied haws a stick: "I haven't eaten candied haws on a stick for a long time. Sister Maria said these are common people's food and I am strictly prohibited from eating them."

"I just bought this in the Holy City of Martial Arts. If it were not too far away for fear of damage, I could bring you more specialties from other countries." Lin Mo watched Xueer quietly eating candied haws. , with a faint smile on his face.

Xue'er's full name is Qian Renxue. She is the biological daughter of the current Pope Bibi Dong of the Wuhun Palace. She is also the legitimate little princess of the current Wuhun Palace. She awakened the Holy Angel Martial Spirit when she was six years old and has an innate soul power of level [-]. .

But these are not important to Lin Mo. In his eyes, Qian Renxue is just a cute little girl who likes to eat sweets and always wants to be lazy. It's just that His Highness the Pope doesn't like her, and her grandfather Qian Daoliu Mian doesn't like her either. Very caring, Lin Mo is the first and only friend of this lovable little girl.

"Tell me where you went this time." Xue'er bit into the candied haws in small bites, her white and neat teeth making the crunchy and hard sugar coating click.

"This time I started from the Holy City of Martial Spirits and went all the way south to the warm Star Luo Empire. There is a valley in Frank County called the Iris Valley. There are purple iris flowers all over the mountains and fields, and there are many gentle butterfly soul beasts. , they are called moonlight butterflies by the locals. At night, the sky is filled with these luminous butterflies. They are as beautiful as the stars in the sky." Lin Mo had a faint smile on his lips, vividly describing his experiences along the way. Dixiang Qian Renxue described:

"The locals also like to drink a kind of wine made from honey. It is very sweet. You will definitely like it. The day I went there was their festival. Everyone was drinking wine, eating delicious food and singing around the big bonfire. Dancing, very lively, and "

"That's great." Qian Renxue listened quietly to Lin Mo's description, her eyes filled with hope and yearning: "I really want to go to those places too."

She was a little disappointed, put down the half-eaten candied haws in her hand, and lowered her eyes slightly:

"Grandpa wants me to succeed him. Mom doesn't seem to want to see me and won't let me leave the palace. I can only go to practice or attend etiquette classes every day."

"The nun who taught me etiquette was cruel."

Thinking of this, she wrinkled her little face and pulled her face with her hands to make a fierce expression:

"like this"

Lin Mo was amused by her cute behavior. He gently touched Xue'er's silky hair, took the half-bitten candied haws from her hand, stuffed it into his mouth habitually, and then picked from the pile of snacks. He picked a beautiful small box and handed it to Qian Renxue:

"I'm back, don't think about these unhappy things. Eat some of this. This is your favorite ice cream."

"Hmm." Qian Renxue took the ice cream obediently, and did not object to Lin Mo stroking her long hair at all, as if she was already used to it.

While eating, Qian Renxue suddenly raised her head, stared into Lin Mo's eyes, and said seriously:

"Brother Lin Mo, why don't you take me out of here."

"Leave" Lin Mo's deep eyes flickered slightly.

"I don't want to become a tool for those adults to fight for power. Only brother Lin Mo is really good to me. As long as he stays away from Wuhun Hall, he can take me wherever he goes."

Looking at her sincere eyes, Lin Mo sighed: "Many things are not as simple as you think. It is useless for me to take you out now. The power of Wuhun Palace is all over the continent, and we have nowhere to hide."

Lin Mo looked at the girl's suddenly dim eyes and paused: "I will become powerful as soon as possible until I can be on par with His Majesty the Pope. At that time, I will be able to bring you out of the Wuhun Palace in a fair and just way. At that time , we can go wherever we want and eat whatever we want.”

"Yeah, okay." Qian Renxue's eyes became bright again, and she nodded: "I will continue to work hard. Since the Pope has the highest status, then I will work hard to become the Pope. When the time comes, I said that I will talk to Brother Lin Mo Let’s go out and see who dares to stop those bad guys.”

"Xueer, do you want to be the pope?" Lin Mo's eyes flashed, and he solemnly stared into Qian Renxue's dark golden eyes: "I will always stand behind you."

"Until one day, no one can stop us from doing what we want to do. At that time, I will take you to travel across the continent, to the Iris Valley to see butterflies, to the Far North Icefield to see ice swans, to Tianqiong Mountain to see the sunrise, and to the desert. Eat watermelon by the stove”

"Then let's just say that."

"If the hook is hanged for 100 years, it cannot be changed."

"Hey, brother Lin, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" Suddenly, Tang San's cautious voice woke up Lin Mo who was immersed in memories. It was only then that Lin Mo realized that tears were streaming down his face.

Only a year has passed and things have changed, and those beautiful memories seem as old as a lifetime ago.

So now Lin Mo can only seize the moment and use all means to become stronger, even if he turns into something like an evil ghost

He never wants Xueer to be helpless anymore

Thinking of this, Lin Mo's hazy eyes became clear. He wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled at Tang San:

"It's okay, my eyes may have been hit by the smoke."

Looking at Tang San and Xiao Wu's suspicious eyes, he coughed twice awkwardly and stood up:

"Let's go back to Notting City."

"Brother Lin, what are your next plans?" Tang San asked as he walked beside him.

"I have one more thing to do. I have to deal with the guy who ordered the fire and arrows."

Speaking of this, Lin Mo's eyes flashed with red light, and a cold murderous intention shot into the sky.