Douluo: Xueluo Linglan

Those words that are as vague and uncaptured as light smoke are hidden in the gaps of life, and the unknown opens a narrow eye from the darkness.

"Everyone is born with his own destiny..." Guang Ling said no more, touching her head and looking into the distance...

Wei Lan's unbearable heart left a little precious life for the girl. Perhaps in the distant years in the future, a miracle will be born here.

The two of them stood on the vibrant hillside, letting the passing wind blow their hair until the first ray of sunlight jumped out of the horizon, bathing everything in its brilliance.

Several young deer ran towards the lake, with tender new shoots growing on their strong four hooves. They lowered their heads to drink from the clear lake water, and the tender shoots swayed gently in the wind.

"Maybe it's fate..." The voice gradually disappeared.The sunlight passing through the gaps in the clouds left this quiet corner to two figures leaning against each other.

There was not much time left in January, so Wei Lan planned to go to Tiandou Empire with Guang Ling to visit Qian Renxue.After Qian Renxue went to the Tiandou Empire, it took only one year to successfully replace Xue Qinghe and become the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire.

While Guang Ling and Wei Lan were on their way to Tiandu City, Ning Fengzhi made an appointment with Xue Qinghe and introduced Tang San to him.

In the best teahouse in Tiandou City, Tang San followed Ning Fengzhi up to the second floor and arrived at an elegant residence.The blond young man in front of the window turned around, leaned down and saluted: "Uncle Ning, you are here!"

Ning Fengzhi quickly went up to help the young man, and said with a smile: "Qinghe, how many times have I told you, there is no need for this."

"You are Qinghe's teacher, if father knows that he is disrespectful to you, he will be unhappy."

Tang San looked around without leaving a trace. The antique room exuded elegance, and the teapot on the table was filled with the fragrance of tea.

Xue Qinghe's eyes fell on Tang San and said, "This is the Tang San brother who is highly respected by Uncle Ning, right?"

"Ok!"

Ning Fengzhi walked between the two of them, "Let me introduce you two, Xiao San, this is the current crown prince of the Dou Empire - His Highness Xue Qinghe!"

"It turns out to be His Highness the Crown Prince, Tang San is polite." Tang San saluted.

"If Uncle Ning hadn't told me, it would be hard for me to believe that you are so young! If you don't mind, just call me Brother Xue! Don't mention the word "Prince".

Tang San was a little surprised, and secretly asked: This prince in front of him, handsome and elegant, is he really born from the same father as Xue Beng?The gap between people is so huge...

"Okay, let's sit down and talk, just in time to try the green tea here!" Ning Fengzhi asked the two of them to sit down.

"Brother Xue, I heard that you know something about my father's retreat?" Tang San asked tentatively.

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Xue Qinghe's lips, he picked up the tea cup in front of him and said, "Your Majesty has always been my idol. I have been secretly searching for many years, but I only found that all this seems to be related to one place..."

"Where?!"

Xue Qinghe stood up and put his hands behind his waist.

"Wuhun Palace!

"Back then, the high-level officials of Wuhun Palace came out to search for a secret treasure all over the continent. It was rumored that this secret treasure was in the hands of your father, and soon your father announced his separation from Wu Tianzong..."

Ning Fengzhi sighed and said, "He must also be doing this so as not to implicate the sect."

Tang San looked sad.

Xue Qinghe continued: "Not long after, your father had a decisive battle with everyone in the Wuhun Palace, and was eventually injured and left. The whereabouts of the secret treasure have never been known... It was during this battle that your father was promoted to the youngest titled Douluo that year."

"After this battle, the Pope suddenly died, a new Pope succeeded, and Wu Tianzong gradually faded out of people's sight. Your father's retirement must be closely related to this battle." Ning Fengzhi added.

"What about my mother?" Tang San asked anxiously.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear any news about your mother." Xue Qinghe walked up to Tang San.

"However, Wuhun Palace is so powerful that it can even be on an equal footing with the two great empires. What is the secret treasure that Wuhun Palace must obtain? What exactly happened in that battle? If we can find out the entanglement between them , we will definitely be able to trace the traces of your parents."

"If the previous pope was killed by my father, then it would make sense for my father to take me to live incognito. But my mother..."

"I have already found someone to investigate this matter, but after many years, many clues have been cut off, so it may be difficult to get results.

Tang San stood up, "This information has been very useful to me, thank you, Brother Xue."

"You're welcome, cousins. It's getting late. Why don't we have a casual dinner together?"

"No, the competition is coming soon, I'd better go back to practice first!"

"In that case..." Xue Qinghe took out a token and handed it to Tang San, "Take this token. If anything happens in the future, you can take it to the palace to find me."

"This..." Tang San declined.

"Xiaosan, this sign is just Qinghe's personal token. It has no other symbol. Just accept it."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Xue! Brother Xue, Uncle Ning, I'll leave first..."

Looking at Tang San walking away, Xue Qinghe said to Ning Fengzhi: "Teacher, you are right, he is indeed extraordinary, he is indeed a disciple of Wu Tianzong..."

"Wu Tianzong didn't do anything to help him. He became a leader among level [-] soul masters at a young age. If he can solve the big problem of twin martial souls backlash in the future, then he will definitely surpass his father and become the best soul master on the mainland. A man who can move the wind and rain." Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly.

"I will continue to investigate the inside story of Wu Tian Douluo's retirement. As for Tang San, although he is outstanding, he is still too young. I will try my best to maintain a friendly relationship with him first."

Ning Fengzhi pointed at Xue Qinghe, "Qinghe, Tang San is a person who values ​​love and justice. If you really want his help, then never try to recruit him, but become a true friend with him... "

"Teacher, I understand, thank you for your guidance."

After Ning Fengzhi left, Xue Qinghe was not in a hurry to leave.He looked at the blue sky, which was so empty and quiet without the lively scenery of Wuhun City's fireworks display.

Occasionally, there was the sound of wind, and the sun reflected in her eyes, emitting a dazzling light. No one could guess what she was thinking at the moment.

Twin martial souls?Like Lan Lan, Xue Qinghe's eyes softened when he thought of that girl with a pure heart and a person as clear as crystal. He wondered how she was doing in the Elder Hall... Speaking of twin martial spirits, Xue Qinghe thought of another one. Man, that woman!The soft eyes just now suddenly turned cold.

Just as Xue Qinghe was meditating, the bracelet under his sleeves felt faintly warm. He stepped back and raised his arm. A few lines of words appeared on the bracelet, and then disappeared. He stood up and opened the door.

"Don't go back to the palace yet, go to another courtyard!"

This is the unique messenger soul weapon of the Elder Hall. Weilan copied it by reading ancient books. There are only three pairs, and one of them is here in Xueqing River.Wei Lan contacted through the Horcrux, and they agreed to meet in the private courtyard of Xue Qinghe in the evening.

At this moment, the two of them had arrived in Tiandou City. As the capital of the Tiandou Empire, it was naturally very prosperous.

A rain had just passed, and the crystal raindrops on the daisy petals were shaking.The kitten on the roadside shook its beard lively and walked briskly across the flower bed, covered in moisture.

There was a small puddle of water on the road. Weilan couldn't hold it back and stepped into the water.The swirling water drops are distinct, rising and falling like pearls.

In the square entering the city stands a tall statue of the God of Love. No one knows the face of the god, but no one deceives his respect for the god.