Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

It was already late at night when Ling Bai returned to the Holy Child Hall.

After the Wuhundian team was selected, he naturally needed to report to Bibi Dong and formulate a one-year training plan.

But if it were just these things, they wouldn't last until late at night. The master and apprentice also talked about other things, such as Liuyang's identity, the Star Luo Empire's plan to conquer, etc...

When Ling Bai passed by the courtyard of the Holy Child Palace, he was surprised to find a shadow moving slowly in the vast courtyard. In addition, there seemed to be the sound of metal chains colliding with him.

Taking a closer look, he saw a sweaty figure. The iron clothes she was wearing were already soaked with sweat. Every step she took was so heavy, leaving a trail of sweat along the way.

The figure does not look tall, but her steps are extremely stable and persistent.

There were only two people in the Holy Child Hall, Ling Bai and Liuyang, who was the maid, so the identity of the figure was easy to reveal.

Liuyang.

Ling Bai did not bother Liuyang rashly, he just landed on the top of the Holy Child Hall and looked at her silently.

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Returning to the Holy Child Palace from the Soul Fighting Field, Liuyang immediately put on the iron clothes and ran non-stop in the courtyard. She couldn't remember how long she had been running. She only felt that her legs were heavy as if they were filled with lead.

She was tired and her feet hurt, but she never thought of giving up.

Many years ago, Liuyang once heard an elder from the Zhu family say that when the soul power and physical energy are completely exhausted, cultivation will release the nourishing effect of the soul power to the greatest extent. Every subtle nourishment will make the soul master's meridians Subtle expansion.

It's just that the process of depleting both soul power and physical energy is too long and tiring, and few people can persevere. It's better to take some high-grade medicinal herbs, which can have similar effects.

There was thunder and heavy rain fell.

The rain was pouring from the sky, and it was pouring.

Liuyang managed to run a few steps, but accidentally fell due to the slippery ground. She was already injured, and her soul power and physical energy were exhausted. It was difficult to even stand up, so she had to sit there and hug her knees. , burying his head between his knees.

Letting the cold rain beat on her body, the heavy rain soaked her clothes, and the coldness swept through her body. Liuyang panted lightly. She was too tired, both physically and mentally.

Whenever twilight falls in the dead of night and is enveloped in coldness and loneliness, she always thinks of her mother Liuyue, who has passed away for more than a year.

Although life in the Zhu family is very difficult, as long as her mother is around, Liu Yang feels that she has a pillar of support in her heart.

The pillar that supported her fell down, and only Liuyang knew all the loneliness, all the difficulties, and all the pain.

It wasn't until she met Ling Bai that Liuyang found support in her heart again.

So as long as it was for Ling Bai, Liuyang had no regrets about it all.

What are you for?

These words were like Liuyang's nightmare, which was dug out bloody by Zhang Min a few hours ago. The heart-wrenching pain was like a crazy tide, wrapping her tightly and almost suffocating her!

She didn't want to be useless anymore.

Useless people will be abandoned.

Liuyang planned to rest for a while, then get up and return to the Holy Child Hall until...

She felt that the raindrops hitting her head suddenly disappeared, and a pair of feet appeared in her sight. These feet were so close that they seemed familiar.

Slowly raising his head, a hazy mist appeared in his colorful eyes.

She saw a familiar face, a face that she had longed for, a face that was etched in her heart.

Ling Bai!

Four eyes facing each other.

Liuyang smiled. She got the strength to stand up from nowhere, but her tears were like broken pearls. She was wearing a thin dress, her long snow-white hair was wet, and two strands of hair hung down, sticking to the pale surface. side of face.

The long eyelashes were stained with crystal water drops. It was unclear whether they were rain or tears. The whole person looked pitiful.

There had been a heavy rainstorm earlier, and this thin dress had been soaked by the rain. It clung to her slim body, making her look particularly tempting. However, there was no trace of desire in those azure eyes, only a kind of complexity. look.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son..." Liuyang murmured. She didn't expect that Ling Bai would appear at this moment.

Ling Bai held up his soul shield to protect the two of them, and said calmly: "It's so late and it's raining heavily, why do you want to go out for a run?"

"I want to be a useful person to His Royal Highness the Holy Son." Liuyang's voice was soft but firm, as if he was swearing to God.

"Useful person?" Ling Bai repeated.

"Sister Yang and Sister Ye are both very powerful people, but I am not. His Highness the Holy Son asked them to take me into the Wuhun Palace team. Liuyang is very grateful, so Liuyang must run hard to catch up with His Highness, who has high hopes for them. of myself."

Liuyang burst into a big smile. In the dark night and the heavy rain, her smile was like the rising sun.

"What if you can't do it?" Ling Bai asked.

Compared with the Golden Generation and Yang Yimo Ye Lingling, Liuyang's talent is too insignificant. The sixth level of innate soul power destined her to be a soul saint at most.

"Either succeed, or... let me die." Liuyang's answer was simple and straightforward.

"Even if you can't do it, why should you seek death? If you die, you will have nothing, right?"

"But Your Highness, if it weren't for you, I would have no reason to live. In fact, living is really meaningless, so I gradually realized that death is not terrible, it is almost the same as falling asleep." Liuyang said with a smile, " My only relative, my mother, is already dead, so no one will know that I am dead, no one will be sad, and no one will cry for me...

For someone as noble as His Highness the Holy Son, there will be another maid in the future. She will definitely do a better job than me, or at least be more useful than me..."

"That's enough, Liuyang."

Ling Bai gently touched her long white hair that was wet by the rain, "Let me tell you, this world is very, very beautiful, and there are too many things you have never seen or experienced. Never talk about death lightly. , live on, those who have hurt you... deserve to die."

"Liuyang, are you willing to make an agreement with me? From now on, I will always take you by my side, never abandon or give up, and you must live well and always be useful to me.

If one day you are no longer of use to me, I will still throw you away. "Ling Bai stared at the pair of eyes of different colors intertwined with ice blue and emerald green.

Liuyang looked at Ling Bai for a long time, his eyes seemed to have faint blue water ripples, and his gaze was long and far away, as if until the end of time.

"How can Liuyang be useful to His Highness?"

"I have a narrow escape opportunity here, are you willing to accept it?"

Liuyang suddenly laughed. She was not even afraid of death, let alone a narrow escape.

"I am willing."