Lakeside of the Lake of Life.
Xiao Wu nestled in a warm, soft embrace.
Holding the bowl of hot soup in her hands, she savored the familiar taste.
A Rou wore a flower wreath made by her daughter. Her
beautiful eyes were gentle and watery, and her fair hands gently stroked Xiao Wu's hair, slowly combing and weaving it.
"Is it good?"
"Mmm, mmm, it's good! Even better than what Mother Saint makes!"
Xiao Wu nodded repeatedly, holding the bowl. Her
round, large, crimson eyes narrowed into crescent moons. This was the best thing she had ever eaten!
"Pfft~"
A Rou chuckled softly.
She gently wrapped her arms around Xiao Wu's waist, holding her tightly in her embrace.
"I'm glad you like it. I was afraid we'd become unfamiliar with each other."
"..."
Xiao Wu's reddened eyes warmed slightly.
The joy from before subsided. Her pink lips trembled, and she looked delicate and on the verge of tears.
"Mommy, is this really a dream? Xiaowu really, really wants to see you again."
"Being able to see you again is enough for Mommy."
Arou wiped away Xiaowu's tears, cupped her little face, wanting to remember her daughter's appearance. She
smiled gently and whispered,
"If you have the chance in the future, let him help Mommy comb your hair."
"Him?"
Xiaowu was stunned.
Her face flushed slightly, turning crimson, like an apple, tempting to look at.
"But, but he is His Highness the Holy Prince."
Xiaowu's beautiful eyes were filled with timidity, and she lowered her head.
Biting the bowl in her hand, she pouted her pink lips somewhat dejectedly, her voice muffled.
"Besides, the Holy Prince and the others don't like Xiaowu, even that little brat does."
Arou smiled gently and rubbed Xiaowu's head. She
raised her eyebrows and said softly,
"Then why don't they like you?"
"They..."
Xiaowu mumbled softly, then stopped. She couldn't
quite put her finger on it, but whenever Bibi Dong and the others disliked her
, it seemed there was always a reason behind their harsh words.
"Xiao Wu doesn't know,"
Arou couldn't help but smile, pinching the pink rabbit ears and comforting her ,
"Xiao Wu, don't be afraid."
"You're already tame, the Holy Son and the others won't dislike you."
Xiao Wu blinked her rosy eyes, bewildered.
She looked up, puzzled, and asked, "Mommy, how do you know when you're tame?"
Arou didn't answer.
Instead, she asked, "Does Xiao Wu want to go against the Holy Son and the others?"
"No way!"
Xiao Wu frowned, repeating, "Xiao Wu won't hurt His Highness the Holy Son."
"Pfft, that's already tame."
Arou chuckled, pulling Xiao Wu into her soft embrace.
Her body slowly emitted a pink glow.
"Xiao Wu, don't be afraid. Be good, His Highness the Holy Son will protect you."
"Thank you, Mommy~"
Xiao Wu buried her head in Arou's arms.
This wasn't just the warmth of a mother, but also the warmth given by His Highness the Holy Son.
He gently rubbed against her fullness, the crevice seeming to gradually lose its warmth.
Xiao Wu's eyes flashed with panic, her face turning pale. She
hurriedly raised her head: "Mommy, Mommy, are you leaving again?!"
Looking at Arou, whose body was beginning to disintegrate,
Xiao Wu's eyes welled with tears, her voice trembling with sobs.
Arou tilted her head and chuckled softly.
"Walk with Mommy a little longer, okay, Xiao Wu?"
"Okay."
Xiao Wu gritted her teeth, tears streaming down her face, and nodded heavily.
"Don't cry, sweetie."
Arou took off the flower wreath from her head, her smile radiant, and slowly placed it on Xiao Wu's head.
She took Xiao Wu's hand and slowly walked towards the lake.
"Mommy... Xiao Wu doesn't want you to go, boohoo~"
Xiao Wu cried
, tears streaming down her face. Sobbing and whimpering, she followed Arou step by step, constantly calling out.
"Mommy, Mommy doesn't want to either."
Arou lowered her head, gritting her teeth, letting her tears fall freely.
*Drip! *
Tears fell onto the lake's surface.
The Lake of Life is slowly drying up, the surrounding scenery crumbling and shrouded in a white haze.
"Mommy—!"
Xiao Wu cried out in alarm.
The pink figure she was holding was disappearing with the wind.
No matter how she stretched out her little hands and tried to hold on, it was all in vain.
"Waaah, Mommy, don't go!"
A pink figure
twisted and danced in the air like a dream, the clear moonlight shining down
on Xiao Wu's petite body.
"Mommy—!"
Xiao Wu cried out in a pitiful voice.
"Xiao Wu, go back. Mommy will always be watching over you."
A Rou's gentle voice was as ethereal as rushing water,
gradually fading as the moon disappeared.
"No matter what, being happy and safe is all that matters."
"Mommy—!"
Thud!
The hazy white space tore apart rapidly. Xiao Wu was forced back to her original form and fell into darkness.
"Squeak—!"
The soft-boned rabbit on the bed suddenly let out a shriek.
...
The sun shone brightly.
On the official road outside Tian Dou City.
Qian Renjue turned around and looked at the girl behind him, his brows furrowing slightly.
"Why are you following me?!"
"I told you, I'm going to pay you back."
"I also said, gold soul coins are like dirt to me."
"I don't care! I'm going to pay you back!"
The girl in black, her eyes red, stubbornly followed Qian Renjue.
Months passed,
and even with Qian Renjue's help, the woman still hadn't survived.
After burying the woman
, Qian Renjue planned to leave and travel to other places.
But the girl followed him closely.
As Qian Renjue gazed at her,
the girl stared back at him, her
dark eyes filled with gratitude and curiosity.
She was certain she had never seen this young man before!
In her memory, no one had helped her back then.
Why was this young man here?
And why was he helping her for free?
She was clearly older than him, yet his cultivation was far superior. If
such a genius existed
, how could she not have heard of him when she was venturing into the world of soul masters?!
Qian Renjue frowned, staring at her.
He hadn't expected that [A Dream of Yellow Millet] would choose this woman.
After a moment of contemplation, he silently turned and left.
"Wait for me!"
The girl, carrying her bundle, quickly followed behind.
"My name is Liu Erlong. What's your name? Can you tell me?"
"No comment!"
Qian Renjue replied indifferently, walking steadily forward.
"You hate me? You don't, do you? Then why did you help me?!"
Liu Erlong frowned.
Being abandoned and experiencing the pain of losing her mother again made her very sensitive to these emotions.
Qian Renjue didn't speak.
He was only helping the woman and her daughter; it had nothing to do with her identity
. "Anyway, thank you."
Liu Erlong quickly walked up to Qian Renjue, promising,
"I'll return your gold soul coins!"
"Whatever."
...
In the end, Qian Renjue didn't drive Liu Erlong away.
He let her stay by his side,
cultivating and hunting souls.
For nine-year-old Qian Renjue, experience in the outside world was always lacking. She
was often teased by Liu Erlong for being deceived.
She, however, had already been navigating the world of Soul Masters for many years.
From her, Qian Renjue had learned a great deal.
As time passed,
Qian Renjue's cultivation gradually increased, reaching Soul King and Soul Emperor,
setting unprecedented records and becoming a highly sought-after prodigy.
The youngest Soul Saint!
She was even about to become the youngest Soul Douluo!
Such dazzling talent naturally brought Qian Renjue many troubles.
It was precisely because of these troubles
that Qian Renjue discovered she couldn't integrate into this world at all.
This world was too narrow, even narrow-minded.
Everything
was merely a construct of the world as Liu Erlong knew and understood it,
vastly different from reality .
Many people and many forces seemed to have never existed. What kind of force was the Spirit Hall
in Liu Erlong's perception ? Did they oppress the entire continent, hypocritical and righteous, or punish evil and uphold justice? Qian Renjue couldn't be sure of any of this. But one thing is certain: in Liu Erlong's mind, the Spirit Hall will absolutely not let her go! It can be said that Qian Renjue's biggest trouble in this world comes from the Spirit Hall! The Six-Winged Fallen Angel! He has become a thorn in the side of the Qian family of the Spirit Hall. A few months ago, no matter how much Liu Erlong cried and begged, Qian Renjue resolutely drove her away and began to travel alone in this dream world. Today, walking on the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest intending to hunt for his eighth spirit ring, he is surrounded. And those surrounding him are none other than Qian Xunji and others, whom he knows best! Wishing everyone a happy life!
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