"Speak properly, especially when you're eating."
Qian Renxue frowned as he looked at the lively figure in front of him, wary of the greasy little hands.
"Hmph! What are you afraid of?"
The girl snorted coldly.
Indignantly, she squatted in front of Qian Renxue, taking a bite of the large pig trotter in her hand.
Muttering:
"It's not like I won't wash them clean for you."
"…"
Splattered oil droplets landed on his face, and Qian Renxue frowned slightly.
"Uh, I'll wipe it off for you."
The girl stopped eating.
Immediately, she raised her relatively clean, fair hand to wipe it off for Qian Renxue.
Pa!
Qian Renxue grasped that warm jade-like palm.
He said calmly, "No need, I can clean it myself."
"…Okay."
The girl was a little disappointed and reluctantly retracted her hand.
She moved lightly, sat down next to Qian Renxue, lowered her head, and bit the pig trotter resentfully.
Was it necessary to be so wary of her?
She couldn't even touch his face!
Qian Renxue silently wiped the oil stains from his face, looking at the setting sun in the sky.
He also glanced at the girl beside him.
Her face was delicate, her eyes were firm, her figure and temperament were fiery.
She also had a strong Jianghu (江湖 - martial arts world) aura.
Over the years, adventuring in the Soul Master world together had indeed avoided many detours.
Qian Renxue didn't know how old the other party was in reality.
But in this dream,
Liu Erlong was indeed only a few years older than him.
Her sharp black eyes were bright and full of energy.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Qian Renxue's gaze.
Liu Erlong's movements of gnawing on the pig's trotter gradually became more refined.
A pink color slowly spread across her face.
Just like the sunset glow in the sky, bright and fiery.
Gulu~
Qian Renxue retracted his gaze, and his stomach suddenly made a slight sound of hunger.
A bit of awkwardness appeared on his face.
He turned his head to look at the bonfire in the open space behind him, just about to get up and fend for himself.
He heard a wanton, delicate laugh in his ear.
"Haha…"
Liu Erlong laughed so hard that she trembled.
Triumphantly, she took out a delicate plate and held it in front of Qian Renxue.
Several pieces of fatty and lean meat were already arranged on it.
"Here! I prepared it for you a long time ago."
"Thank you."
Qian Renxue was used to this, and reached out to take it.
Liu Erlong pursed her lips and took out a handkerchief to wipe her greasy mouth and hands.
"By the way… Ah Jue, what's your Soul Bone skill like?"
"A 70,000-year-old torso bone, the Soul Bone skill is Rage of the Tyrant Dragon, increasing strength by 300% and defense by 100%."
Qian Renxue didn't avoid the topic at all.
A look of surprise appeared in Liu Erlong's eyes.
"What a powerful Soul Bone skill, worthy of being a 70,000-year-old torso bone."
"Yeah."
Qian Renxue nodded, casually ate some meat to fill his stomach.
Then he returned the plate.
"I'm full, these are still for you."
"So fast?"
Liu Erlong frowned and took the plate in her hand.
"I hope that after I give you the Soul Bone, you can eat your fill every day and not lose weight."
Qian Renxue looked at Liu Erlong, his voice gentle.
"Ah Jue, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Liu Erlong's face was full of incomprehension.
"Anyway, it's right for you to eat your fill, don't get thin from hunger."
Qian Renxue didn't explain anything.
"Why do you always tell me to eat my fill? Could it be that you like me with meat on my bones?"
Liu Erlong didn't want to think about things she couldn't understand.
Smiling, she moved her face next to Qian Renxue, breathing like orchids, her eyes conveying affection.
But Qian Renxue shifted his gaze and remained silent.
As the sunset completely sank below the horizon,
The dimness enveloped the earth, and Qian Renxue's body seemed to be slowly submerged as well.
"Hmph! How baffling!"
Liu Erlong gritted her silver teeth, straightened her body, and looked impatient.
"Whether I eat my fill or not is none of your business!"
"No one cares about me anymore! I've followed you for so many years…"
"I didn't ask you to follow me."
Before Liu Erlong could finish speaking, Qian Renxue looked back and retorted.
That face became more and more blurred, and the voice became more and more cold.
"You can leave at any time if you want."
"Stop, stop, isn't it okay if I don't say it!"
Liu Erlong suddenly became a little excited, waving her hands repeatedly, not wanting to talk about this topic anymore.
But the figure in front of her was gradually fading away.
Liu Erlong panicked.
"Ah Jue, I was just joking with you… Don't go, don't go!"
"…"
Amidst the repeated pleas, the dream collapsed suddenly.
"Ah Jue——!"
In the silent bedroom, a hasty, delicate cry suddenly sounded.
On the soft bed.
The woman who exuded a mature charm all over her body had already opened her eyes.
She cried out and reached out to grab something, suddenly sitting up.
Her face was covered with tears, and her head was sweating coldly.
Liu Erlong looked around.
She glanced at the Soul Bone placed in the quilt, wrapped in clothes.
Her bright black eyes were full of pain.
"Did I return to that dream again?"
Liu Erlong stroked the Soul Bone, letting the tears roll down her face.
"Dean… Dean."
In the forest with only the sound of flowing water.
A penetrating shout suddenly sounded.
Liu Erlong raised her hand, quickly wiped away the tears on her face, got up and walked outside.
Standing under the wind chime that made a crisp sound, she was heroic and valiant.
She asked softly:
"Yinshu, what's the matter?"
"Dean, here's an invitation from the Tiandou Imperial Family, please take a look."
The female teacher called Yinshu held up her hands.
The gilded invitation floated up with the support of Soul Power and suddenly shot over.
"Well, if there's nothing else, go back first."
Liu Erlong caught the invitation casually.
"Okay, Dean."
Yinshu bowed slightly, turned around and slowly stepped onto the forest path.
"The Imperial Family is establishing an heir?"
Liu Erlong glanced at it twice and casually placed it on the table.
She wasn't interested in these things at all.
She sat back on the bed, lying next to the torso bone, muttering in a low voice.
"Ah Jue~"
"I eat properly and practice diligently every day, where are you?"
"Are you deliberately hiding from me? I already know I was wrong…"
Every time she thought about it,
Liu Erlong couldn't help but shed tears.
She searched all the places they had been to and hadn't been to, but didn't find anything.
She didn't even dare to mention his name to others.
Afraid of being learned by the Spirit Hall.
After all, in that dream, Ah Jue died at the hands of the Spirit Hall's Pope.
Immersed in memories, her tearful eyes touched the table.
She was slightly stunned.
The portrait she painted herself was blown by the wind and fell next to the invitation.
Liu Erlong slowly got up and walked forward.
Looking at the warm smiling face in the portrait, which only existed in her memory,
Her jade fingers slowly stroked the invitation.
"Ah Jue…"
Liu Erlong murmured, her eyes flickering.
Maybe she should go and look for him in places she couldn't enter before.
For example, the palace or the territories of other forces.
"Ah Jue, I will find you!"
Liu Erlong gently picked up the portrait, unfolded it, and examined it carefully.
Qian Renxue, with golden hair and a white robe, sat cross-legged on the stone.
Showing a smiling face to the warm wind.
Wishing everyone a happy life!
