Douluo Dragon King: Nine Dragons Break the Abyss

Chapter 119 Dance

Faced with the old man's praise, Leng Yaozhu did not choose to flatter him back.

The thirty-six cities of the Tianhai Alliance are all located on the eastern coast of Douluo Continent.

Their overall economic strength ranks in the first tier in the federation, and they even have the potential to surpass the capital Mingdu economic circle.

But the strength...

Because of the strong commercial atmosphere, it is difficult to train a decent battle armor master. Most family children and soul masters still choose to become mecha masters.

Even though there is a Titled Douluo in Ouyang Zixin's family, that Titled Douluo is not a battle armor master, but a mecha master.

There are also differences among Titled Douluo.

The gap between the two is even more obvious than the gap between soul masters and soul instructors ten thousand years ago.

If Leng Yaozhu also praised the other alliance for its strength...

It sounds like an insult no matter how you listen to it.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, more people came one after another.

Qiangu Qitian did not go to find Mu Xi, but stayed by Leng Yaoju's side like a good boy.

Just quietly watching Leng Yaozhu chatting and laughing with people from one powerful force after another.

From time to time, like an NPC, the visitor triggers the same smile and etiquette, saying almost the same words, with only the title changing.

And his eyes were always wandering around the banquet hall, as if he was looking for something.

Fortunately, Leng Yaozhu's status was so high that some small and medium-sized families were very self-aware and did not come to disturb Leng Yaozhu. Qiangu Qitian was also very lucky to escape the disaster.

After the social event, the master and disciple found a quiet place to sit down.

Leng Yaozhu leaned back in her chair, picked up a glass of champagne from the waiter's hand, and looked around casually with a smile in her eyes.

Melodious and soothing classical music was playing in the banquet hall. It was said that the music score was composed by a music soul master 20,000 years ago, giving people a special feeling of purifying the soul.

Leng Yaozhu felt that today's work was not boring at all. It was not like before when she worked so hard as if to numb herself.

She enjoyed this feeling.

Perhaps what she enjoys is not work.

But that’s all. She won’t think about it too deeply, nor does she dare to think about it too deeply.

Qiangu Qitian sat aside, picked up the food on the table and put it into his mouth. He was already very hungry after walking around for an afternoon.

Although most of the time, he sat there alone in a daze.

The food here is pretty good, and it's free, so he just ate as much as he wanted.

Most people here don't come here to eat, they have more important things to do.

Therefore, even after so much time had passed, what Qiangu Qitian saw was still a table full of food.

"Xiaotian, you don't seem to like dealing with strangers."

Leng Yaozhu turned her head and looked at Qiangu Qitian and asked.

Qiangu Qitian stopped taking the food, raised his eyes, and saw the beautiful face that looked a bit illusory and sacred under the light and shadow.

He nodded, then shook his head: "It's not that I don't like it, I just kind of hate this method."

Not liking to deal with someone is one thing, but being able to deal with someone is another.

Qiangu Qitian is not a social phobic in the traditional sense. He can communicate and converse with others normally, but he just doesn't like this hypocritical and snake-like way.

Otherwise, how could Qiangu Qitian complete his great career as the scumbag Aquaman?
Relying on looks is far from enough.

He also needs to take action and have a silver tongue and the ability to speak sweet words.

"Actually, I don't like this way of dealing with people, but I have to do it."

Qiangu Qitian asked in confusion: "Teacher, why do you force yourself to do something you don't like?"

In fact, he had an idea in his mind.

Leng Yaozhu looked at the dazzling crystal chandelier on the ceiling, and there was a feeling of vicissitudes in her light pink eyes.

Every time Qiangu Qitian was with Leng Yaoju, he subconsciously ignored her age because of her appearance.

It was not until this time that Qiangu Qitian realized it.

This person has experienced more than a hundred years.

"Perhaps, it's because of responsibility."

When saying this, Leng Yaozhu's voice was very soft.

Like a vague sound, it is difficult to hear it clearly if you don't concentrate.

But the feeling it gave to Qiangu Qitian was that it was as heavy as Mount Tai.

The word "responsibility" made this beautiful Super Douluo teacher feel suffocated.

Due to responsibility and pressure from her elders, she did not dare to resist and watched her own sister distance herself from her little by little.

Because of responsibility, she gave up pursuing her own love and became the helmsman of the family, becoming the deputy tower master of the Spiritual Pagoda. She held this position for several decades.

For those who are greedy for power, this would be the most beautiful time in the world. But for Leng Yaozhu, this is a shackle that binds her.

The four-character battle armor that the family spent a lot of money to make for her was a manifestation of their cultivation and expectations for her, as well as a kind of responsibility.

To be honest, Qiangu Qitian felt a little sorry for the person in front of him.

Qiangu Qitian suddenly remembered the first time he met Leng Yulai. When did that bad woman who was blinded by hatred become what she is now?

After analyzing and thinking in his mind, Qiangu Qitian came to a conclusion - release.

Leng Yulai's repression had long been released during her interactions with Qiangu Qitian. Now, she was enjoying the process of falling in love with Qiangu Qitian.

"Teacher, maybe you can try to indulge your emotions. Maybe you will feel better."

Qiangu Qitian tried to give his own suggestions.

Indulge your emotions?
Hearing Qiangu Qitian's words, that thought subconsciously emerged in Leng Yaoju's mind.

A pair of phoenix eyes couldn't help but look towards Qiangu Qitian.

For a moment, Qiangu Qitian always felt that the way his teacher looked at him was a little strange.

There's a feeling of ill intention.

But Qiangu Qitian, who respected his teachers, did not think in that direction.

Leng Yaozhu, realizing that she had lost her composure, immediately looked away.

Little did she know that her unintentional action had been seen by others.

Leng Yulai showed a pair of small fangs, and looked at Leng Yaozhu and Qiangu Qitian with displeasure. She cursed in her heart: "Humph, Leng Yaozhu, you are so shameless that you actually have feelings for your own apprentice. You have really gone backwards over the years."

She said unconvincingly, "That kid is also a fool. He didn't even know he was about to be eaten by his good teacher."

This really can’t be blamed on Qiangu Qitian.

There is a saying that goes, "You cannot see the true face of Mount Lu because you are already in it."

The master and disciple who were chatting were unaware of Leng Yulai's presence.

After collecting her thoughts, Leng Yaozhu shook her head with a wry smile: "Forget it, releasing my emotions is a bit too much for me."

Qiangu Qitianxia subconsciously thought of Yun Ming.

He sighed and didn't continue the topic.

Leng Yaozhu didn't know yet that because of her escape, she and Qiangu Qitian were like two infinitely close parallel lines. Although they were close to each other, they never intersected.

It seemed as if God was playing a joke on the two of them.

Qiangu Qitian asked about Gu Yuena's recent situation. It was necessary for him to pay some attention to this junior sister of the Silver Dragon King who was in the ultimate training system.

If his house was robbed by accident, Qiangu Qitian would not know where to go to regret it.

Not long after, the service staff gradually removed the tables and chairs in the central position, clearing a large open space.

The lights gradually dimmed, and a few beams of light fell, which were refracted by the crystal ball and dispersed into countless tiny rays of light.

At this moment in the banquet hall, it was difficult for ordinary people to even see things.

But this hazy effect is what we want.

The dance has begun.

The band changed to a classic court dance music, and pairs of men and women hugged each other and began to dance to the music.

Most of them are couples, lovers, or they bring their own dance partners.

There are also a small number of people who invite the opposite sex who are also single.

"Zixin, do you think I should go find Xiaotian?"

Mu Xi's gaze was always looking in the direction of Qiangu Qitian, and hesitantly asked Ouyang Zixin beside him.

She finally remembered why Leng Yaozhu beside Qiangu Qitian looked so familiar.

Isn’t that the Leng sister she knows?

As for the relationship between Leng Yulai and Leng Yaozhu, it was difficult for Mu Xi's little brain to figure it out. Even if someone smarter came, he wouldn't be able to figure it out either.

Who could have guessed that Qiangu Qitian would dare to fall in love with his teacher's sister?

Ouyang Zixin rolled her eyes at Mu Xi and said helplessly, "Your eyes are almost tearing, and you're still asking me if I want to go find your brother Xiaotian."

Mu Xi said weakly: "But..."

"What's the problem?" Ouyang Zixin was somewhat convinced by her own man. Speechless, she whispered in Mu Xi's ear,
"If you don't go, I will. Your little brother Xiaotian...I want him too."

Seeing that Mu Xi's expression had become serious, Ouyang Zixin suddenly smiled and said, "Go ahead, Xiao Xi. I won't snatch your Xiao Tian away, but I may not be so sure about others."

Mu Xi was shocked, and the hesitation in his heart was immediately replaced by a sense of crisis.

What does it have to do with her!

Mu Xi, who had transformed into a military general, no longer thought about the things he couldn't understand, and walked straight towards Qiangu Qitian.

Before leaving, he did not forget to defend Qiangu Qitian in front of Ouyang Zixin: "My little Tian is not someone who can be picked up by some street bees and butterflies."

Looking at Mu Xi's back, Ouyang Zixin breathed a sigh of relief.

Was what I just said really a joke?
Those were just his true feelings spoken out to encourage Mu Xi.

Ouyang Zixin picked up her glass of red wine, raised her snow-white neck, and drank it all in one gulp.

All the thoughts in my mind turned into a sigh in an instant.

In her opinion, there is no chance in this life...

Qiangu Qitian admired the couples dancing in each other's arms and continued eating and drinking.

"Xiaotian, why don't you go dancing?"

Qiangu Qitian answered very straightforwardly: "No."

He really doesn't understand this stuff.

In fact, it is not difficult to learn. Just by watching these people dance for a few minutes, Qiangu Qitian has basically grasped the key points.

This is the powerful mental force that gives him unparalleled learning ability.

But this is just a start.

To be honest, it is impossible to dance beautifully without practice.

It's like using soul skills.

The usage and effects of soul skills appear in your mind, but at the beginning you can only control it in a preliminary way.

If you want to master it, you have to put in some effort.

"I will teach you."

Qiangu Qitian, who was just about to continue eating, was suddenly stunned.

He stared at Leng Yaozhu blankly, with a puzzled look on his face as if he wanted to confirm something.

Leng Yaozhu turned her head, looked at Qiangu Qitian, and repeated very seriously: "I will teach you."

As if she was afraid that Qiangu Qitian might misunderstand something, she added: "I am your teacher. It is normal for me to teach you things that you don't know."

The obedient boy Qiangu Qitian nodded and agreed to Leng Yaoju's request.

Looking at the white jade-like hand extended by Leng Yaozhu, Qiangu Qitian put his hand on it without hesitation.

The master and the disciple slowly walked towards the dance floor.

Mu Xi was at the other end of the dance floor just now, so she had to walk around the edge to get to Qiangu Qitian's side.

She even regretted choosing such a faraway location in order to avoid suspicion.

When he finally arrived at Qiangu Qitian's side, he happened to see Qiangu Qitian holding Leng Yaoju's hand and walking towards the dance floor.

For a moment, a feeling of frustration arose.

The golden loser missed a good opportunity because of hesitation.

Just when she was feeling depressed, a figure much taller than her hugged her.

Mu Xi looked up in panic and saw that it was Leng Yulai.

"Sister Leng, why are you here too?!"

Leng Yulai smiled and said, "Of course I'm here to discipline someone."

The someone naturally refers to Qiangu Qitian.

Mu Xi subconsciously looked at Leng Yaozhu beside Qiangu Qitian, and she asked the doubts in her heart.

"Sister Leng, why do I feel that Xiaotian's teacher looks like you? What is your relationship?"

relationship?

Leng Yulai smiled slightly: "She is my biological sister."

"Dear... dear sister?!"

Mu Xi's eyes widened, as if she knew a terrible secret.

"Okay, don't be surprised. From now on, I am your cold sister and she is your cold sister."

Leng Yulai said.

Mu Xi was stunned when he heard this.

What does Sister Leng mean by this?
Isn't she the younger sister? How did she become the older sister?

While Mu Xi was digesting the shocking news, Leng Yulai also looked at Leng Yaozhu who was preparing to dance.

She has found a more interesting way of "revenge".

"My dear sister, please fall into evil under the tenderness of your student..."

Thinking of this, Leng Yulai said to Mu Xi: "Let's go, out of sight, out of mind."

In the dance floor, Qiangu Qitian followed Leng Yaoju's steps and danced slowly.

This dance is a bit like the waltz, but there are some differences.

Qiangu Qitian held Leng Yaozhu's waist with his hand. The heat and softness from it made him feel a little helpless.

The two of them were very close to each other, and Leng Yaozhu's proud figure, whether intentionally or unintentionally, would touch Qiangu Qitian's chest from time to time during the changes of dance steps.

But whenever an ambiguous atmosphere was about to arise, Qiangu Qitian would always say "I'm sorry" with an apologetic tone.

Leng Yaozhu, who wanted to remain in a daze, felt helpless.

The repeated words "I'm sorry" seemed to emphasize the identities between the two and draw a clear line between them.

This made Leng Yaozhu feel very annoyed.

Finally, after another unintentional touch, when Qiangu Qitian was about to say sorry, he heard Leng Yaozhu's voice with a bit of majesty and unquestionable voice in his ear: "Shut up."

After saying that, that mature and delicate body pressed directly against him, causing Qiangu Qitian to freeze all over.

Led by Leng Yaozhu, the two continued to dance gracefully, but Qiangu Qitian's steps became very strange.

Leng Yaozhu had never felt the warmth of Qiangu Qitian so clearly, and had never inhaled the breath from Qiangu Qitian that fascinated her so clearly.

She really wanted to keep dancing like this...

forever and ever……

After a long while, Qiangu Qitian looked at Leng Yaozhu with complicated eyes and asked, "Teacher, we..."

He is not a fool. If he still fails to notice it, he will be unworthy of the name of Sea King.

It's just that he didn't want to admit it in his heart.

But when Qiangu Qitian was brave, Leng Yaozhu retreated cowardly.

"Don't think too much, we are master and apprentice."

When he said this, Qiangu Qitian could feel that the hand on his shoulder was applying some force.

Just like, not wanting Qiangu Qitian to leave.

Qiangu Qitian had no choice but to continue like this.

Their bodies were still pressed together, feeling each other's warmth.

Leng Yaozhu was unwilling to admit it, but so was he.