Douluo: I can hear Qian Renxue's voice

Chapter 200 Midnight Grove

"Hey, did you miss me?"

Faced with Xue Beng's ridicule, although Qian Renxue's heart was filled with turmoil, she remained calm and composed.

"Although it's the middle of the night, please stop dreaming first."

"Oh, what a duplicitous woman."

Qian Renxue ignored Xue Beng, after all, what Xue Beng said... made sense.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two fell into silence, and only the sounds of some insects in the woods could be heard.

[Damn it, say something. If you don’t say something, won’t this kid really think that you miss him? 】

Qian Renxue's expression remained unchanged, but she was shouting crazily in her heart.

Seeing Xue Beng's increasingly teasing expression, she raised her head unnaturally.

"Ahem, the moonlight tonight is quite beautiful."

Wow, you are really good at finding topics.

Not intending to embarrass Qian Renxue anymore, Xue Beng casually took out a piece of raspberry cake from his bracelet.

"No matter how beautiful the moonlight is, it's not enough."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and handed the berry cake in his hand to Qian Renxue.

"Want some?"

Qian Renxue, who originally wanted to say that Xue Beng was uninteresting, looked at Xue Beng's hand over her favorite strawberry cake, and immediately swallowed the words on her lips.

"Then let's have a taste."

Qian Renxue took a small bite with satisfaction, and the sweet smell began to spread between her lips and teeth. She unconsciously made a sound of satisfaction in her heart.

【Wow, it’s delicious, my brother gave it to me.】

As if thinking that the avalanche was still there, Qian Renxue quickly calmed down her fleeting expression of intoxication.

He said slightly disgustedly: "Hmph, it's just so-so. It's far worse than the pastries in Wuhun Palace."

Please, why are you ‘humming’ again? The total number of times you have said ‘humming’ in the past few days has almost equaled the number of times a sow hums one-thirtieth of a pig’s lifetime.

Xue Beng thought funnyly.

"Really? Then when we get to Wuhun City, you can give me a taste."

Qian Renxue was silent for a while.

Wuhundian's pastries must taste good, but she hasn't eaten much of them.

"By the way, why do you carry something as flashy as cakes with you?"

Qian Renxue pretended to be disgusted and said, and at the same time she finished the pastry in her hand in two or three mouthfuls. Seeing this, Xue Beng handed her another piece of cake very naturally, and she also took it very naturally and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Ah, this is my brother's favorite flavor. I don't know why, but I thought you would like it too, so I took some."

Xue Beng looked at Qian Renxue with a smile.

"Now it seems that my feeling is quite accurate."

"Haha, I'm just kidding, I just thought it would be better to have something to eat late at night."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue felt sweet in her heart.

[My brother really thinks about me, and he also senses my preferences. Is this a tacit understanding? 】

"Hmph, eating too much at night is not good for your health."

"We are all soul masters, so why are we afraid of this? Have you ever seen any soul masters who have gained weight?"

"The soul master of the Mountain Pig King's martial spirit."

"Are you sure that person is fat?"

"It's fat anyway."

"Okay, okay, everything you said is right."

After almost eating, Qian Renxue's unhappiness over Ye Lingling and Xue Beng dissipated, and she waved her hand casually.

"Okay, you can go back. If you stay out for too long, you will be suspected by others."

As he said that, he turned around and left.

"etc."

"What else?"

Xue Beng expressed disdain for Qian Renxue's behavior of patting her butt and leaving after she was full, but he really had something serious to say.

"What about that? After the Soul Master Competition, I plan to go somewhere to practice."

Go somewhere to practice?

Qian Renxue frowned.

"I will arrange your training plan."

Facing Qian Renxue, who showed displeasure, Xue Beng said, "No."

Seeing Xue Beng's attitude that he must go, Qian Renxue's frown deepened.

“What place must I go?”

Xue Beng took a breath and said with deep eyes: "The City of Killing."

"City of Killing?!"

Upon hearing that Xue Beng was going to this place, Qian Renxue's expression suddenly changed.

"No, do you know how dangerous the Killing City is?"

"I know that there is no organization or discipline there, and it is a paradise for the degenerate."

Seeing Xue Beng's expression so calm, Qian Renxue said urgently: "Then do you know that there are many people entering the Killing City, but very few come out, that's because most of them died there!

Even if you don't die, if you can't pass the test of the Killing City, you will never come out. It can be said to be a different but more terrifying prison."

Xue Beng nodded calmly.

"I know."

"Then you still go!"

"Because going there can make me stronger!"

Hearing Xue Beng's words, Qian Renxue's tone was stagnant, and then she avoided the important and said lightly: "With the training arranged by me, you can also become stronger."

"not enough!"

Xue Beng looked at Qian Renxue quietly.

"You know, if I can successfully come out of the Killing City, it will greatly improve my strength."

"But have you ever thought that you might not be able to get out!"

Qian Renxue shouted angrily.

Xue Beng smiled easily.

"I can get out."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue only used her beautiful and majestic eyes to look directly at Xue Beng with anger and worry.

Xue Beng looked at him without showing any signs of weakness, his eyes firm and confident.

The atmosphere between the two gradually became depressed.

After a long time, Qian Renxue spoke slowly, but with a hint of refusal.

"No, our Wuhun Palace has invested so much energy and material resources in you. You are still of great use to us. We will not allow you to take risks."

Listening to Qian Renxue's poor excuse, Xue Beng shook his head.

"Don't bring up the Wuhun Palace to suppress me every time. You know, this method no longer works for me."

Xue Beng looked deeply at Qian Renxue.

"After all, I am telling you, not Wuhundian."

[Damn it, my brother, this stinky guy, knows that I value him, but now it has become the reason for him to disobey discipline. ]

Qian Renxue's face was expressionless.

"The Holy Lady will not agree to it either."

Xue Beng said confidently: "Can you help me hide it?"

When Qian Renxue heard this, she sneered directly,

"No way, stop dreaming."

Seeing Qian Renxue's simple attitude, Xue Beng rubbed his brows with a headache.

"Don't be like this. If you have something to say, it's easy to discuss."