Douluo: Xueluo Linglan

Guang Ling and his party arrived at the Elder Hall. In addition to Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo, there were several people standing in the hall.

Hearing them coming in, several people turned around one after another.Wu Xuesheng, the leader, and Taishi Jingchun stood on one side. The two of them are now the third and fourth worshippers.Le Wuyou, Zhu Bai, Ming Jia and Yue Qi on the other side are the fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth offerings respectively.

Qingluan and the others were relatively familiar with Wu Xuesheng. The other worshipers were either in retreat or on missions. Today they also formally met with the six of them.

Except for Yue Qi and Ming Jia, two female Titled Douluo, the other four are all male.

Wu Xuesheng took advantage of their eyes to move away and winked at Guang Ling quietly.

Taishi Jingchun is a level 98 Titled Douluo of the attack type. He has purple hair, handsome features, and a pair of peach blossom eyes under sword-shaped eyebrows. His eyes are calm and calm, and nothing seems to be able to cause changes in his expression.

Le Wuyou is a level 97 control type, with beautiful features, curved fox eyes, and a smile that always hangs at the corner of his mouth, like ripples in a lake.

Zhu Bai and Ming Jia are both level 97 attack type. Zhu Bai has a handsome and soft face, elegant temperament, and slender figure, like a handsome nobleman.Ming Jia is more like a weak and sickly beauty, with a pale complexion and blue eyes like the sea, tolerant of everything, with a sickly beauty between her eyebrows.

Yue Qi is a level 97 agility attack type, with a picturesque face, gentle eyes, and indescribable beauty and elegance.

These strong men and the departed predecessors are like fires passed down from generation to generation, forging the epic of Wuhun Palace.They use their bodies as blades to witness the coronation and glory of the angel god.

The history of Wuhun Palace is like a mirror. Thousands of stars and the Milky Way are reflected on the lake, completing their own missions.In the dark night, the stars are immortal, and the Wuhun Palace is immortal!

Guang Ling and Wei Lan saluted together, and then stood quietly below.Qian Daoliu, who had his back to them, turned around and said slowly: "It's rare that all the worshipers are in the Wuhun Hall. As disciples of the Elder Hall, it's natural for you to meet them! Tomorrow is the Soul Master Competition. You guys go and take a look. , Weilan, are you ready?"

"Prepare a big sacrifice, I won't lose!" The girl's clear voice sounded in the hall.

Several people lined up behind her gave Wei Lan a thumbs up.

"Haha, the little guy is really not humble!" Le Wuyou held the folding fan against his chin.

"If she loses, it will prove that this old man like me is useless!" Golden Crocodile Douluo crossed his arms.

"You're not very humble either..." Wu Xuesheng complained faintly. He knew where this child's confidence came from!

"Okay, go back!"

"Yes!"

Only Qian Daoliu and a few other worshipers were left in the empty hall.

"Weilan is probably the biggest variable in the future of the Angel Clan. They are the biggest support for Xiaoxue in the future!" Although Qian Daoliu's face is still handsome, his voice is a little vicissitudes of life.

"For the sake of the unknown future, in order to restore the glory of dawn, we must bear all the consequences!" Jin Crocodile said in a deep voice.

In the middle of the night, the competition arena was brightly lit, and two figures were chasing each other and fighting each other. The soul skills were released neatly and without any mercy, and they were met with blood!

This is also the agreement between the two of them. Every sparring session must be treated as a life-and-death battle in order to achieve a breakthrough.

"Huh, let's have another one!" Weilan was panting.

Guang Ling put away the Guang Ling Divine Bow, stepped forward to support Wei Lan, and said disapprovingly: "Lan Lan, your training today is enough. Excessive training will affect your condition, don't be too nervous!"

The golden healing soul power circulated on the injured parts of the two people, "I'm not nervous! I'm just a little worried... worried that I will lose..."

Weilan lowered her eyes and lowered her head. This action did not last long. Liuli held up her face with his left hand. The gentle and slightly forceful movement made her raise her head. The slightly cold fingertips traced the girl's slender neck, causing a burst of excitement. A slight shiver.

The hand on the back of the neck used a little force to close the distance between the two. Guangling smeared his blood-stained fingers on his lips, and then gently pressed them on Weilan's lips. Suddenly, a bright red appeared on Weilan's lips.

Looking into the eyes of her beloved, Weilan was about to speak when she was hugged tightly by Guangling. Her head was buried in the crook of Guangling's neck, and the hot temperature made Weilan shrink a little.

The embrace became tighter and tighter, and Guang Ling's somewhat broken breath penetrated behind her ears. It was a restrained kiss, a gentle caress, and a deep affection derived from desire.

"We, Lanlan, are the best! I believe in you!"

Tomorrow, the morning light will shine brightly.The night will become hazy, and the seeds of hope will shine brightly in dreams.