Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

It was already late at night, and the master and Ning Weilan's soul rings had been hunted, leaving only Dai Mubai's.

The five people set up a tent. The wind was not strong tonight, and the forest was dotted with stars, dotting the darkness like gems in the sky. The wind rustled the leaves.

Subtle sounds echoed in the empty valley not far away, and occasionally the roars of spirit beasts could be heard.

"Little monsters, please go to bed early and find a soul beast for Mubai tomorrow. But it is your own business. Teacher Erlong and I will not take action easily. Mubai's fourth soul ring is also very important, but Don't be careless." Flanders said slightly seriously.

"Don't worry, Dean, with Brother Ling here and Weilan's assistance, we can give the ten thousand year soul beast a try." Dai Mubai clenched his fist.

Flanders smiled slightly. Yes, these are all little monsters. As long as the difference in strength is not too big, they will be fine.

Master, Flanders got into the tent first. Liu Erlong was responsible for keeping watch tonight. Dai Mubai saw that Tang Ling and Ning Weilan had no intention of coming back, so he entered the tent knowingly.

Seeing Ning Weilan step forward, Tang Ling took out a cooked egg from the soul guide and sat on the stone nearby.

The egg shell was lightly knocked on the stone twice, and the lines cracked. Soon a smooth and complete egg appeared in his hand. He handed it to Ning Weilan, "You must be hungry after absorbing the soul ring for so long."

"I'm really a little hungry." Ning Weilan sat next to Tang Ling and took the egg with a subtle sense of happiness on her face.

Just like the first time they ran with weights, Tang Ling took out a lot of eggs. The difference was that last time she peeled the eggs herself, this time it was Tang Ling who peeled them. In her impression, it seemed that Tang Ling's soul guide had never been peeled. There is no shortage of food.

She was addicted to Tang Ling's bravery, his subtle emotions, and even his tiny details.

Tang Ling didn't look at her, but looked at the full moon in the sky. What appeared in his mind was what Dugu Bo said to him.

The changes in this life gave him life-and-death friends like Hei Ming and Little Golden Retriever, the Shura Palace he built with his own hands, loyal subordinates, and what seemed like a bunch of friends. Although he could not express himself, he Admit his feelings, the emotion he has longed for for a long time, he has it in this life.

Deep down in his heart, he admitted his feelings for Ning Weilan. When did he start? It seemed that when she was fighting with Zhao Wuji, she would stop even if she was scared. The moment she came into his sight.

He had never been one to escape, and he had never thought about escaping. The reason why he was worried about not only showing it off, but also because he was afraid that the blood on his hands would stain such a noble her.

Ning Weilan didn't know what Tang Ling was thinking, but the moon was extraordinarily round tonight, surrounded by stars, and the cool night breeze was blowing, making it more quiet. She liked this feeling, and liked sitting with Tang Ling like this. Not even a word is said.

Tang Ling turned around and met those gem-like eyes. Seeing Tang Ling looking at her, she also smiled. The blue gems blinked and rippled layer by layer. Tang Ling couldn't help but sink.

It was an indescribable emotion, and he only felt that his heartbeat seemed to be accelerating.

Ning Weilan was stunned for a moment, and she asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Tang Ling just looked at her and opened his mouth, but no sound came out. For a moment, he slowly spoke, a little cautiously, a little tentative, but also a little expectant. There seemed to be a vague charm of request mixed with it, "Weilan , I... let’s try, I..."

Ning Weilan was stunned. She didn't expect Tang Ling to express his feelings suddenly. She knew his feelings, so she never forced him. She just waited for him to decide one day and speak, no matter how long it took.

"I like you." Ning Weilan took over his words first, with a smile and a slight blush on her face.

He looked at her, his breathing quickening, as if promising, "I will protect you from harm."

His palms were slightly sweaty. He was not nervous enough to sweat even on the battlefield, but this time he experienced it.

Ning Weilan didn't know why Tang Ling was so cautious, or what he had been worried about. She slowly moved closer to his arms.

"There is a lot of blood on my hands." Tang Ling lowered his eyes, his amber eyes slightly red.

"I don't care. I believe in you. As long as it's you, I like you." Of course Ning Weilan could guess that Tang Ling had killed many people, maybe many more, but she never thought that he was a bad person, a heinous villain. , he just doesn’t like to explain.

He didn't say a word, just being hugged by her obediently. She could hear his heartbeat, the thumping sound knocking on her heart. The ups and downs of his chest became more and more intense, and the heat on his neck seemed to become more and more intense. Getting more and more anxious.

He suddenly raised his hands and hugged her. His voice was very low and seemed to be slightly hoarse, "You can't run away."

Ning Weilan put her chin on his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "I won't run."

The two hugged each other under the moonlight, and he stroked her hair. From top to bottom, waves of numbness made Ning Weilan's ears turn red. She gently pushed him away, her hot gaze no longer hidden. , and the heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Tang Ling leaned over and put his hands on both sides of her body. Ning Weilan was startled. The stone was not big and could only accommodate two people sitting on it. She subconsciously reached out to grab his clothes to prevent herself from falling.

The hot breath, violent heartbeat, and unprecedented excitement cut off Ning Weilan's last rationality. He was too close to her, and she leaned forward sharply and kissed him on the lips.

He grabbed her, held her head and neck and kissed her. The heat was so strong that she hooked her arms around his neck. She and he didn't know how to kiss, but they responded to each other as best they could.

It wasn't until both of them were out of breath that they slowly separated. The two of them were breathing heavily, their eyes intertwined, and the bright moonlight above their heads stretched their shadows.

He held her hand and touched her slightly cold fingertips. She gently drew circles in his palm with her nails, and slowly slipped into his fingers, and the two of them interlocked.

Liu Erlong, who was watching the night not far away, took this scene into consideration and shook his head helplessly. Children nowadays are too precocious, but such sincere love without any emotion made her envious.

She turned to look at the other tent, her eyes dimmed with pain and sadness. At this time, she had long lost her majesty as a soul saint, and was more like an ordinary woman who loved men. Her lover never responded. After twenty years, she still couldn't forget him.

The two held hands and jumped down from the stone. Flanders, Master and Dai Mubai had already fallen asleep. Liu Erlong raised his hand towards the two of them and pointed to his tent, "Don't wake them up."

Ning Weilan blushed, and only later did she remember that there was a teacher responsible for keeping vigil watching.

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