Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

"Yuexuan?"

When Qianshui walked to a building with a gorgeous appearance, he stopped.

It was not just because of the Internet celebrity check-in point, but because he heard a familiar melody.

...

The arrival of night made Xue Qinghe end a day of socializing and return home in a carriage.

Just as he was about to arrive at the mansion, he heard some nobles' different discussions outside the car.

"That man is so weird. He just sat at the door of Yuexuan and drank. It is said that he cried at the beginning. Ha, I didn't know that a grown man would cry in public. It's so funny..."

"It seems that Yuexuan was playing "Changkong" at that time. Maybe this man was inspired..."

"Hahaha, sloppy, how can such a person understand music theory? The people in Yuexuan don't know how to chase people away. It looks unlucky..."

"That's true, but I don't know what new music Yuexuan was playing just now. I have never heard of it..."

...

Xue Qinghe in the car raised his mouth slightly and said to the air: "Is it him?"

And a sound line soon appeared in his ears: "Yes."

After receiving a confirmed reply, Xue Qinghe quickly returned to the mansion and entered the inner bedroom. He ordered the servants not to get close because he wanted to take a bath and change clothes.

The servants were used to it. After all, this prince has always been like this and doesn't like others to serve him.

…

The girl in the mirror had smooth and beautiful short golden hair, slightly fluffy, skin whiter than snow, a straight nose, and slightly slender purple eyes with a faint smile. She put on light makeup, the white and gold long skirt was simple and elegant, the golden headdress that looked like angel wings was just right, and the girl's beautiful figure was full of beauty.

The golden light flashed, and she walked out of the door.

…

At this time, Qianshui was drinking a lot. "Changkong" was what he brought to this world. After listening to it again many years later, not only did things change, but more of the feeling of being in another world and missing brought by the barrier of time and space.

When he came to his senses, he was already in tears and was surrounded by a group of people. Originally, he wanted to sit in Yuexuan, but he really couldn't enter the land of nobles in his current state.

He didn't want to leave when he was in the right mood. Anyway, he didn't care much about his image. He sat at the door of Yuexuan and drank wine.

But his behavior did affect the city appearance. Soon, someone from Yuexuan came out to chase them away. However, Qianshui only took out a playlist and handed it to the visitor, asking him to show it to someone who knew. He would not go in, but just listen to the music here.

Just as a group of people were watching from afar and pointing at Qianshui, a young man with luxurious clothes and outstanding temperament appeared in front of Qianshui.

Qianshui, who was slightly drunk, squinted his eyes, held the wine in one hand, supported his knees with the other hand, sat on the ground, leaned against the big tree on the roadside, and beat the rhythm.

He first smelled a familiar fragrance, so he opened his eyes slightly and saw the man standing in front of him with a slight frown.

"What's the matter?"

Qian Renxue, who was disguised as Xue Qinghe, was originally very happy. When she ran to Yuexuan excitedly, she saw a sloppy Qianshui with a limp bun on his head and a goatee.

Qian Renxue clenched her fists at that time, 'Where is my handsome Xiaoshui! Who is this beggar? ! ’

After calming down, he regained his proper temperament and asked, “I’m Xue Qinghe. I wonder why you are here…”

“Oh~Xiaoxue~I heard it from a song…”

The people present recognized Xue Qinghe, and this sloppy man actually called the prince ‘Xiaoxue’ right away. Everyone sighed that he didn’t know what to do.

But the person involved knew very well what this meant. Qian Renxue was stunned. She almost couldn’t help but check if there was any problem with her disguise, but she still resisted the urge and maintained the appearance of Xue Qinghe.

But she had to take this bastard away from this crowded place.

“Brother, I think you are extraordinary. How about going to a quiet place to have a drink with me?”

Qianshui stood up, patted his butt, put away the wine in his hand and said, “Okay.”

“Then please, brother?”

“Let’s go, lead the way!”

Ignoring the surprised eyes of the crowd, Qian Renxue took Qianshui to a secluded restaurant and sat down soon.

After ordering the waiter to serve the dishes, the atmosphere quieted down.

"Does this distinguished guest need a drink?" The waiter also knew Xue Qinghe, and asked as usual.

Qian Renxue frowned and subconsciously pointed to Qian Shui, the guest.

Qian Shui was not sober, and nodded subconsciously.

The waiter retreated after seeing this, summoned two heavily made-up girls to accompany him, and then retreated again.

Qian Renxue's fist became harder.

Qian Shui was also confused, frowning and looking at Qian Renxue with an inquiring expression, 'Is this how you usually play? Isn't this funny? ’

Unhappy, he deliberately grabbed someone’s waist, lifted the chin of the drinking girl with one hand, and said in a light tone: "Xiaoxue, you really know a lot, how about this belong to you?"

Qian Renxue, who kept her head down and kept silent, suddenly crushed the cup in her hand, which frightened Qianshui and made him tremble. He hurriedly said to the two special practitioners: "Don't look at it, go away, don't you see the prince get angry? Tell the people outside to stay away, do you hear me!"

The two of them also had some eyesight, and hurriedly stood up, bowed and ran away.

After closing the door of the room, the atmosphere was extremely awkward. Qianshui also sobered up, and directly used his soul power to evaporate the alcohol in his body and sat upright.

After a moment of silence, Qian Renxue spoke first: "How did you guess it?"

"What did you guess?" Qian Shui's mind hadn't turned around yet.

"My identity!" Qian Renxue emphasized in a low voice.

"Oh oh oh, it's not hard to guess. Although Douluo Continent is big, there are not many places you can go.

Besides, it’s not like I don’t know the skull skills of your Angel Suit. The Star Luo Empire has a solid foundation, and it also has martial soul fusion skills like Netherworld White Tiger, so naturally I won’t go there.

The other kingdoms are too small and meaningless. The Xue family of the Tiandou Empire, which has wings like the angel spirits, is naturally the best choice, which is reasonable. Besides, the eldest prince Xue Qinghe is about the same age as you and me. Do you still need to guess after knowing this? "

Qian Shui scratched his head and spoke as quietly as possible.

But Qian Renxue was in a different mood.

Why did she leave without saying goodbye? It wasn't just to protect Qian Shui, but he always knew what she was going to do. Excluding the admiration for Qian Shui's talent, Qian Renxue was only left with grievance and sadness, and her eyes immediately turned red.

She had endured it for so many years, becoming another identity, a person of another gender, living cautiously in another place. When Qian Shui said these words, she finally couldn't help it anymore.

She was shaking all over, trying not to make a sound, and her big tears fell on the table without her realizing it.

"Oh, Xiaoxue, don't cry..." Qian Shui was at a loss. His IQ seemed to have disappeared and he had no idea what to do.

Qian Renxue raised her head and looked at the slovenly Qian Shui, 'He actually chose to stay in Wuhun City after understanding all this! So is he so crazy because he made a choice after understanding everything? ! ’

She felt aggrieved. If she knew Qian Shui had known all this for a long time, why should she endure it? Why endure and never reply! And how should he feel about Qian Shui who didn't get a reply? !

At the same time, she was also sad. Qian Shui had suffered so much these years. Even though he didn't seem to care, she knew that she was paying close attention to everything Qian Shui did.

From leaving without looking back after sitting in the room for many days, to people attacking Bibi Dong, to practicing continuously for many years, which can be called crazy, all of this is because of his own self-righteousness!

If he had communicated well at the beginning, he might not be like this, he wouldn't seem to be alone, and he wouldn't be in such pain.

Chapter 69 Return of life

But Qian Shui doesn't care. It doesn't matter what happens to him. There's no point caring about these things that can't be eaten. Anyway, he won't die and will become stronger, so there's nothing to complain about.

At the same time, this is just the price of the original arrogance.

But seeing Qian Renxue crying in front of a man made Qian Shui very uncomfortable. You said that a girl crying like this makes people feel pity, but a man crying like this is very different, so he started fighting again.

"Xiaoxue, can you cry so loudly in front of this guy's face? I'm so shocked!"

Qian Renxue was also interrupted by Qian Shui's words. She wiped her tears and rolled her eyes. The girlish display made Xue Qinghe feel a little delicate, and instantly shocked Qian Shui.

"You're still so annoying~"

"Huh? I hate it. Do you want to see what you look like now... A big man is such a pussy! Who can stand it!" Qian Shui's expression was exaggerated, and when paired with a goatee, he was simply blowing his beard and staring.

"Hmph, how can you be so good? With the beard on your face, you are so ugly!"

"You don't understand this~ I call him a man with a beautiful beard!" He said while stroking his beard.

"Come on, cut it quickly, don't let me see it again, it's bad luck! If you dare to keep it, don't blame me for doing it myself!" Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and shook her fist.

Qian Shui is good at everything, but that's all, he's crazy, he's obviously pretty good-looking, but he likes weird looks, either bald or with a goatee.

Qian Shui also remembered the bad memories, and he was about to compete. He chose the former between shaving his beard and having a full head, "Uh... don't, it's not enough if I shave it... But you can't shave it here, right? Leave it alone. The beard is so weird..."

Qian Renxue looked disgusted, but she still didn't let Qian Shui shave off his beard on the spot: "Okay, follow me to the Prince's Mansion."

"Just go like this? Aren't you afraid of being seen and misunderstood?"

"Of course not. Let's pretend to be drunk. It's more reasonable for the prince to bring a drunk friend back home to stay overnight."

"That makes sense!"

…

In short, the Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire brought a drunkard back to the Prince's Mansion tonight. He must be a friend he had just met and fell in love with shortly. Not many people were surprised. After all, this happened a lot among the nobles, and it was even a little too normal. And it seems incompatible with their corrupt life.

After preparing a guest room for Qian Shui, Qian Renxue sent Qian Shui to take a bath, looking slovenly and unattractive.

"Wash, rinse, rinse, eh, eh~"

While Qian Shui was cleaning the guest room, Qian Renxue went to the room to get some makeup done. Although she couldn't tell much with her disguised soul skills, in fact her face had turned into that of a tabby cat.

After washing up, Qian Shui lowered his head and used his soul power to control the heated airflow, and blew his hair with the hair dryer, which was also a kind of use of his soul power.

"Is Xiao Shui okay? Why is the soul power fluctuating so violently? You still use soul skills while taking a shower?"

Qian Shui put on his pants and coat, opened the door and said, "It's nothing, I'm using my soul power to dry my hair."

"How can soul power be used like this?" Qian Renxue walked in and closed the door.

"Maybe you can use your soul power to light up the fire, but I can't dry my hair~"

Qian Shui said that pragmatism is the way to go.

"Humph, you can't get over this, right? Anyway, I will never light it up for you again!"

"Stop it, it's so useful, isn't this a waste of your talent?"

"This is a waste of my talent!"

"Okay, okay, you have fair skin, you are right..." 'Sure enough, you can't reason with a woman. '