Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 236 A glance at 3000
The word causal thread is the name that popped into Xiao Wu's mind when she saw those silk threads.

Xiao Wu didn't know what the so-called causal line was, but she had an intuition that this illusion, which was somewhat more real than reality, might be able to unravel the doubts she had hidden in her heart for many years.

She would never forget the sourness and pain that rose from the bottom of her heart the moment she saw Tang Ling for the first time.Even now, when I think of that feeling at the beginning, there is still a slight tingling pain in my heart.

Suddenly a gust of north wind blew, and a dark cloud rushed over from the northern sky, mixed with lightning and thunder.In an instant, the wind was strong, and the sky was filled with dark clouds, and then the big raindrops fell from the sky.Another thunderbolt, deafening.In an instant, the raindrops connected into a line, and with a bang, the heavy rain slanted down from the sky like the sky had collapsed.

The blood stains on the greedy wolf king's robe were quickly washed away by the rain, and the long silver hair dripped water drop by drop on the ground. I don't know how long it has passed. The greedy wolf king's body quietly dissipated, and a faint sigh came from the void. It was heard, and was soon completely drowned out by the sound of rain.

The space shattered by the aftermath of the battle has already healed. Big trees fell to the ground one after another, and the ground was in a mess. The innocent beasts who were implicated even let out a powerless cry.

Xiao Wu's pink eyes with a hint of red were very dazed, she stretched out her small white jade hands, and raindrops the size of beans passed through her palms and landed on the ground.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, blowing the long scorpion tail whip behind Xiao Wu, like a stone falling into a calm lake, the waves spread out from the center of Xiao Wu, a raindrop was floating on the fingertips, Xiao Wu hadn't reacted yet , the surrounding environment has changed, the forest has turned into a courtyard, and in the courtyard, a young man is waving a three-foot wooden sword in his hand. Ling.

Bai Ling's figure is not tall, on the contrary, he is a little thin. His long black hair is casually tied into a ponytail and hangs loose behind him, as if carefully carved by the heavens. There is no expression on his face without any blemishes. Abyss monsters, as long as they look at each other for a long time, they will be dragged into the abyss to be swallowed and assimilated.

The moment she saw Tang Ling, Xiao Wu only had Tang Ling in her eyes, and the boredom in her heart was swept away. She sat on a stone chair not far away with her long legs, and looked at Tang Ling with bright eyes. sword.

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The scorching sun shone on Bai Ling's body, and sweat slid from his forehead down his cheeks.The wooden sword is swung in various ways again and again, and there will be a special aesthetic feeling when connected, and finally ends with a 180-degree sweep.

The wooden sword was stuck on the ground, and there was a trace of fatigue on his cold face.Light footsteps sounded from the gate of the courtyard, and after a while a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl bounced into the courtyard.

"Brother Xiao Ling." The girl put her hands behind her back and leaned forward slightly, with a sweet smile on her face, and her big black and white eyes were beautiful, full of attachment to Bai Ling.

"Xiao Wu? What are you doing..." Bai Ling's cold face softened a lot the moment he saw the girl, and before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the girl's next actions.

The girl put her hands behind her back, took a step forward with a handkerchief in her small hand, and slightly tiptoed to wipe the sweat off Bai Ling's face.Such intimate movements are very natural and skillful, as if they have been done thousands of times.Bai Ling could obviously dodge, but he didn't intend to dodge at all. He just turned his head slightly to avoid the girl's eye contact.

However, it was this small movement of tilting his head that exposed his slightly red earlobes.

A cunning flashed in the girl's eyes, she squinted her eyes and took another small step forward with a smile, their faces were almost touching together, the girl's breath hit Bai Ling's face, causing Bai Ling's The ears turned redder.

"Brother Xiao Ling, are you shy?" The girl's faint body fragrance came to Bai Ling's nose, and there was a hint of playfulness in her sweet voice.

"Stop making trouble." Bai Ling took the initiative to take a step back, put some distance away from the girl, looked at the girl's delicate face and said in a loving voice.

The girl's name was Jiang Xiwu, she was the daughter of a businessman who took him in, but the businessman died in an accident, leaving behind a six-year-old daughter and a seven-year-old Bai Ling.Since then, the two have relied on each other to survive, because Bai Ling is one year older than Jiang Xiwu, so Jiang Xiwu directly called Bai Ling brother.Although the two are not real siblings, they are closer than real siblings.

Bai Ling doesn't talk much, and most of the time he has a cold face, while Jiang Xiwu is completely opposite to Bai Ling's personality, and it can be said that the word playful is vividly displayed.Even though they have lived together for seven years, Bai Ling still blushes from time to time being teased by Jiang Xiwu.And this is Jiang Xiwu's favorite thing to do.

"Huh." Jiang Xiwu's face suddenly changed, and he snorted softly: "If Xiao Wu stops making trouble, will my brother continue to practice swords? It was like this before, as long as Xiao Wu doesn't come to see my brother, my brother will always be there Practicing swords, sometimes even without eating. Is the sword in your hand more important than my sister?"

Jiang Xiwu's sudden face change made Bai Ling a little overwhelmed. Who would have thought that the younger sister who was smiling just a second ago would suddenly become fierce?Thinking that his sister was really angry with him, he had no choice but to let go of the wooden sword.

Bai Ling's slightly embarrassed appearance made Jiang Xiwu's hard-pressed face completely collapsed, and a bright smile appeared on his face again. With his small hand, he pulled out the wooden sword stuck on the ground, and put the wooden sword on his back. Behind him, a sly look flashed in his big eyes: "Brother Xiao Ling hasn't been with Xiao Wu for a long time, and I have been practicing sword for more than two hours today. Today is the Lantern Festival, so I will go shopping with Xiao Wu tonight." Is Flower Street any good?"

"So this is your real purpose today, right?" Bai Ling rubbed Jiang Xiwu's little head, messed up her hair, the smile on her face disappeared, turned and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

"Brother, where are you going?"

"Change clothes."

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Xiao Wu silently looked at the girl in front of her who looked exactly like herself, a familiar feeling came from the depths of her soul, a memory was forcibly stuffed into Xiao Wu's head, there were so many memory fragments in her mind The small pieces were pieced together and became a small piece of perfect memory.

Xiao Wu gently covered her head, her delicate body was trembling slightly, her pupils shrank slightly, and her rosy mouth was slightly pursed. After more than ten seconds, Xiao Wu raised her head, looked at the two people who were gradually moving away, and did not take another step. Instead of moving his feet, he said softly: "Enough. I don't need to read any more.

Jiang Xiwu, thank you for your kindness..."

(End of this chapter)