People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

Faced with Xiao Yan's questioning, Xiao Ling merely curled the corners of her lips, a hint of amusement in her eyes, and said with a deliberately mysterious tone, "You'll know when we get there."

He glanced at Xiao Yan's curious expression and added, "But don't be too shocked when the time comes..."

Upon hearing Xiao Ling's words, Xiao Yan's confusion did not dissipate; instead, it deepened, leaving him even more perplexed.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask a few more questions, but seeing the mysterious smile deliberately hidden in Xiao Ling's eyes, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue. Since the other party did not intend to speak directly, asking more questions would only make him seem too eager.

With this thought in mind, Xiao Yan stopped worrying and simply followed Xiao Ling's gaze to look at the Ancient Sacred Mountain Range not far away.

The clouds and mist drifted slowly among the mountains, making the lush forests appear even more secluded. The two stood side by side by the railing, saying nothing more, just quietly waiting for the warship to slowly descend between the mountains, gradually bringing that ancient land, which held unknown secrets, closer and closer to their eyes.

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Above the horizon, dark clouds surged like ink waves. A massive warship cut through the clouds and slowly came to a stop above the endless mountain range. The majestic hull instantly attracted countless curious or scrutinizing gazes from below, silently weaving into an invisible net.

On the warship, everyone had already gathered at the bow, their eyes all fixed on the view below. The peaks were steep and precipitous, with pines and cypresses rooted in the cliffs. What made their hearts sink even more was the powerful aura that was faintly seeping out from the depths of the mountains, some as majestic as mountains, others as sharp as blades, layer upon layer, intertwining between heaven and earth.

Many people clicked their tongues in amazement, their minds becoming increasingly clear that this was indeed the ancient clan's stronghold, a place with a history spanning ten thousand years. The sheer number of powerful figures emanating from it was terrifying enough to leave people speechless.

Just then, an old and deep voice rang out from one side of the warship's deck: "Hehe, distinguished guests from afar, the ancient clan has prepared a place to welcome you. Please follow me!"

Upon hearing this, everyone politely nodded in response, and then each channeled their battle qi, their figures gliding down from the warship like light swans.

Figures streaked through the air, flying towards the magnificent complex of buildings hidden in the clouds in the center of the mountain range. There, the eaves and brackets, the glazed tiles gleamed with a pale gold in the light filtering through the gaps in the clouds. This was the place where the ancient clan specially received guests.

Unlike the others who hurriedly jumped off the warship, Xiao Ling stood alone at the bow, his posture upright like a pine tree, remaining motionless. His gaze seemed to be drawn by invisible threads, fixed firmly on the distant cloud-shrouded peak, not even glancing at the movements of the surrounding crowd.

Seeing his expression, Xiao Yan, standing beside him, tacitly refrained from leaving and simply stood quietly to the side, waiting.

Although he was still curious about the "young lady's" identity, he knew it was not appropriate to disturb her at this moment. He only occasionally glanced at the cloud-capped peak and secretly guessed what was going on in his mind.

As the crowd on the warship gradually thinned out, Xiao Ling's fixed gaze had been lingering for quite some time.

Just then, a movement finally occurred on the cloud-covered peak. A graceful figure in cyan robes floated slowly on the flowing clouds, her skirt swaying gently with the clouds, like a fairy emerging from the clouds, surrounded by an ethereal and otherworldly aura.

Under the gaze of countless people, some surprised and some astonished, she hovered steadily outside the warship, facing Xiao Ling across the deck.

The sudden appearance of the woman in green instantly drew the attention of all the remaining people on the warship.

As everyone looked over, they saw that she was wearing a light blue dress, her long black hair was casually tied up with a simple ribbon, and the rest of her hair fell down, brushing past her slender waist and finally resting lightly on her delicate hips.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing her hair and skirt to flutter lightly. Her ethereal elegance made even the surrounding clouds seem like mere background.

What's even more mesmerizing is her face. Her eyebrows are like distant mountains shrouded in mist, and her eyes are like autumn waters reflecting stars. Every feature seems to have been meticulously sculpted by heaven and earth. Even the vast mountains and swirling clouds seem to lose their color in front of her.

Her captivating eyes held a serene clarity, yet also a deep tenderness like the starry sky; once someone's gaze fell upon her face, it was difficult to look away.

Such stunning beauty truly could "topple a city with a single glance, and a nation with a second." Even the most composed person would inevitably feel a sense of inferiority when faced with a woman who seemed to be born from the very essence of heaven and earth.

If one were to describe her, such a person would seem as if she should not exist in the mortal world, but rather as a goddess high above.

Gazing at that face so familiar it was almost etched into his soul, a faint smile slowly bloomed on Xiao Ling's face.

The smile spread from the depths of his eyes, gently rising along the corners of his lips, without the slightest attempt to conceal it. It was as pure as the warm sun when the snow first melts, and even his calm and composed demeanor was imbued with an indescribable tenderness.

Xiao Yan, standing beside Xiao Ling, was already slightly shaken by the woman's stunning beauty.

He started from the Northwest Continent and traveled all the way to the Central Plains. Along the way, he saw many women with outstanding appearances. Whether they were lively and playful or gentle and dignified, each had her own unique charm.

But the beauty of the woman in green before him far exceeded his previous understanding. It was a stunning beauty that seemed to gather all the beauty of heaven and earth into one person. She was elegant and ethereal, pure and profound. Compared with her, the women he had seen before all seemed to lack a unique charm and could not be compared at all.

Xiao Yan stared blankly for a moment before barely managing to recover from the shock. But as soon as he calmed down, he felt inexplicably that the woman's face was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before, a sense of déjà vu lingering in his heart.

He frowned and tried to recall, but only a faint, vague feeling appeared in his mind. No matter what he did, he couldn't grasp the source of that familiarity. He only vaguely felt that this familiarity might be hidden in some forgotten fragment of the past, but it was also a real existence.

Before Xiao Yan could even delve into the source of this sense of familiarity, Xiao Ling's words rang out, like a key that instantly connected the scattered thoughts in his mind.

"Xun'er, long time no see."

These five short words sent a jolt through Xiao Yan. The vague sense of familiarity he had felt earlier suddenly became clear, replaced by an incredulous look of surprise. His eyes were filled with disbelief that this woman in green was actually Xun'er.
Xiao Xun'er, the cousin from another ethnic group who had a close relationship with Xiao Ling when they were young.

Before Xiao Yan could calm down, Xiao Ling beside him reacted first. His slender figure rose gracefully from the deck of the warship and slowly flew towards the figure in green.

His gaze remained fixed on Xun'er from beginning to end, his eyes filled only with her image. The surrounding clouds, the outline of the warship, and even the air seemed to lose all color at this moment, becoming the most inconspicuous background behind her.

Xiao Ling's graceful flight towards the woman in green instantly drew everyone's attention away from their awe of her beauty. All eyes were now fixed on the two of them, and even their breathing seemed to unconsciously become lighter.

Previously, everyone was only captivated by the stunning beauty of the woman in green. Now, seeing Xiao Ling take the initiative to step forward, and observing the unspoken understanding between the two when their eyes met, the tenderness in the woman's eyes and the warmth in Xiao Ling's eyes, even the most oblivious person could vaguely sense that the relationship between the two was far from ordinary.

"This woman came specifically to welcome Master Xiao Ling?"

"Judging from their appearance, their relationship must be quite special!"

“Master Xiao Ling has recently gained fame in Zhongzhou, and this woman is so beautiful. Just by looking at her temperament, her background must be extraordinary. What is her identity in the ancient clan?”

In an instant, countless curiosities and speculations arose in everyone's hearts, and their eyes darted back and forth between Xiao Ling and the woman in green. Even the air seemed to be filled with a sense of inquiry.

Under the scrutinizing gazes of countless eyes, the girl in green suddenly smiled. Her smile was like the first ray of warm sunshine breaking through the ice in spring, instantly dispelling the chill of the surrounding clouds and mist. Even the heavens and earth seemed to be tinged with a gentle hue because of this smile.

With a slight sway, she floated to Xiao Ling's side like a wisp of smoke, her soft, gentle voice landing right beside him, carrying a hint of intimacy from a long-awaited reunion:

"Brother Xiao Ling, welcome to the Ancient Realm."

That familiar address was like a warm, heavy hammer, striking the softest spot in Xiao Ling's heart.

Fragments of the past years surged up with this call, deepening the tenderness in his eyes. All his previous composure and calmness transformed into a tender affection unique to her.

At this moment, Xiao Ling could no longer suppress the impulse of a long-awaited reunion. Following the surging emotions in his heart, he opened his arms and gently embraced the beautiful woman in green before him.

His chin rested on the top of her head, her delicate scent lingering around his nose, his voice filled with the tenderness of something lost and found again: "Xun'er, it's been so long, I've missed you so much..."

When Xiao Ling suddenly hugged her, Xun'er was slightly taken aback, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

When she came to her senses, she caught a glimpse of the gazes directed at her from the corner of her eye, and a faint blush instantly rose to her cheeks, revealing a touch of girlish shyness.

But this shyness didn't last long. She eventually relaxed her body, gently rested her head on Xiao Ling's shoulder, and quietly wrapped her arms around his waist. Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of grievance: "Brother Xiao Ling... Xun'er misses you so much too."

"I waited for you in the ancient tribe for a very, very long time, hoping every day that you would come. But thankfully, you finally came."

She buried her face in his shoulder, her voice soft yet filled with undisguised joy and dependence, as if all the waiting she had been waiting for had found its perfect ending in this moment.

The onlookers around them watched this scene with great interest. After all, everyone has the desire to watch a show, and this intimate scene of a long-awaited reunion was more captivating than any other sight. Many people exchanged glances, their eyes filled with curiosity and inquiry.

Only the ancient Black Annihilation Army soldiers around them were shocked, their pupils shrinking and their faces filled with disbelief.

They had been guarding the ancient clan for many years, and had never seen their young lady, the clan chief's precious darling, who was usually aloof and detached, show such a submissive and dependent demeanor towards a foreign man.

Although the young lady was always gentle, she always carried a certain aloofness and ethereal air. But now, nestled in Xiao Ling's arms, her eyes were full of girlish softness. Her petite and affectionate posture made the Black Annihilation Army soldiers feel as if they had been transported to another world. They could not connect the person in front of them with the unapproachable young lady of the ancient clan in their memories. They felt as if the sky in their hearts was about to collapse.

At this moment, Xiao Yan, who was still standing on the deck, gradually sorted out the situation and guessed the cause and effect.

When he overheard Xiao Ling and Gu Zhen's conversation, he vaguely sensed that the "young lady" had an extraordinary status in the Gu Clan. However, at that time, he was full of speculation that his cousin had probably flattered some of the Gu Clan's pampered young ladies.

But seeing this scene now, he suddenly realized that things were not going in the direction he had imagined at all, but rather had a somewhat "magical" feel to them.

This young lady, who clearly held a very high position in the ancient tribe and whom even the Black Annihilation Army had to show respect to, was actually the foreign girl he had met a few times in his childhood and had even called "Cousin Xun'er" a few times!

Standing on the deck, Xiao Yan looked at the two embracing in the distance. He felt a sudden jolt in his mind. The little girl with delicate features who quietly accompanied his cousin in his childhood memories had actually transformed into such a noble being from the ancient clan, and had such a deep affection for his cousin.

The contrast before and after was so astonishing that he was still somewhat dazed for a moment, and even his previous doubts turned into disbelief.

As expected of someone favored by fate, even the ancient clan, so noble and goddess-like, actually humbled themselves to stay for several years in the long-declining Xiao family in Wutan City. During that time, they even got to know and befriended their cousin, and gradually developed feelings for each other.

Standing on the deck, Xiao Yan could only sigh inwardly as he watched Xiao Ling and Xun'er embracing each other tightly.

However, upon further reflection, having witnessed Xiao Ling's extraordinary experiences, rising from humble beginnings to overcome countless dangers and create numerous miracles, this matter, though seemingly absurd, gradually began to make sense.

After all, it's normal for people who are blessed with good fortune to have things happen around them that seem "unusual" to others.

Afterwards, Gu Zhen looked at Xun'er, whose face was beaming with a bright smile, but a bitter smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

He knew all too well that this vibrant and tender smile had always bloomed only for Xiao Ling.

In the past, Xun'er was always as elegant and aloof as the goddess Ling Chen in front of the ancient clan, surrounded by a sense of distance that kept strangers away.

But now it seems that only in front of Xiao Ling can she let down all her guard and composure, revealing this charming and dependent little woman. This unique gentleness is something that no one else has ever had the chance to see.

Looking at the scene before him, Gu Zhen felt a sense of helplessness, but could only sigh softly… (End of Chapter)