Douluo: Shark Hunting Blade, Lurking in the Dark!

Chapter 88 This flower is called Acacia Heartbroken Red
Qian Renxue's heart suddenly trembled.

She was so concerned about Lan's situation that she was negligent for a moment.

To know,
She had been pretending to be Xue Qinghe for many years, but had never made such a low-level mistake.

But until I saw Lan,

She kept making mistakes.

Moreover, my heart was becoming more and more confused.

Qian Renxue's mind raced. She suppressed her emotions, pretended to be calm, and chuckled, "Dean Lan, don't forget that before you went to the Xingdou Great Forest, you went to Qinghe specifically to find out about the hundred thousand year old spirit beasts in the Xingdou Great Forest, as well as the map to the Lake of Life."

"I think it shouldn't be hard to guess that Dean Lan is heading to the Xingdou Great Forest."

"As for how Qinghe knew that there were other forces blocking Dean Lan, Dean Lan, I'm sorry, Qinghe also has some intelligence spies of his own, so I can't reveal too much. I hope Dean Lan will forgive me."

Xue Qinghe's explanation seems reasonable, but it is very far-fetched.

Listening to Xue Qinghe's explanation, Lan Hure couldn't help laughing out loud. He quickly said, "Sorry, Your Highness, I just thought of something funny and couldn't help laughing."

At this moment, Lan's galaxy-like eyes curved slightly, and a smile from the heart appeared on his face.

For a time,

Xue Qinghe's gaze seemed to pause on Lan's face, and her expression gradually became dazed.

Big brother, are you smiling at me?

In Lan's smile, Qian Renxue felt a warmth she had never felt before.

original,

Big brother is not cold.

Just like her ideal big brother, the big brother she had originally painted.

Lan might be cold in front of other people, but he is a different person in front of Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue didn’t know why Lan suddenly smiled at her. She couldn’t figure it out, but she didn’t want to think about it now.

Because she wanted to indulge in this moment more and not waste every minute and every second.

Her heart,
Involuntary joy.

Lan looked at Xue Qinghe's slightly raised mouth corners and his gradually dazed and dull expression.

I see,

Lan asked softly, "Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

Seeing that Xue Qinghe didn't respond, Lan spoke again.

"Kid?"

Lan's voice was very soft, as thin as a mosquito's buzz.

Suddenly, Xue Qinghe's heart trembled, and she subconsciously agreed: "In"

"What are you talking about, Dean Lan?"

Xue Qinghe came back to her senses immediately. She reacted quickly and changed the subject of what she had blurted out.

"Who is the little devil?"

Xue Qinghe said with a guilty conscience, cold sweat breaking out on her back.

Qian Renxue already knew that Lan was beginning to doubt her identity, but she didn't expect that he would suddenly attack her.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and was very smart.

Otherwise, my elder brother would have seen through me.

Lan saw a trace of panic flash across Xue Qinghe's face, and smiled slightly and said: "Nothing, didn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ask me last time who the girl I care about is?"

"Little devil, that's what I've always called her."

"Just now, Lan suddenly felt that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the little ghost were somewhat similar, so he was moved and murmured to himself."

"I hope Your Highness the Crown Prince will not blame me."

Lan's words echoed quietly in Xue Qinghe's mind.

Girl who cares.
I've always called her that.
Hearing Lan's blunt and explicit expression, even Qian Renxue, who already had a strong psychological quality, couldn't stand it at this moment.

Her heart was pounding!

Hormones in the body surge rapidly.

A blush similar to that of being tipsy flashed across her face.

She quickly turned her head and pretended to cough, fearing that Lan would notice something unusual.

"Hehe, Dean Lan, you're joking. Qinghe is a man, how can he look like a girl?"

When Xue Qinghe spoke, her ears were filled with the sound of her own heartbeat, like thunder.

"Compared to this, Dean Lan, I suggest that you, Origin Academy, should not participate in this Soul Master Competition."

Xue Qinghe quickly changed the subject, giving herself time to calm down, and also told her another purpose for coming.

Hearing Xue Qinghe's words, Lan looked slightly surprised and asked in confusion: "Why?"

Immediately, Xue Qinghe said in a serious tone, "Dean Lan, do you know where the finals of this Continental High-level Spirit Master Competition will be held?"

"I don't know."

Lan shook his head and answered truthfully.

Xue Qinghe slowly uttered six words.

"Wuhun City, Pope's Palace."

He continued, "This time, when Dean Lan was hunting the hundred thousand year soul beast, he was obstructed by the Spirit Hall. I guess the Spirit Hall had already set their sights on those two hundred thousand year soul beasts. This is equivalent to Dean Lan robbing them of their interests."

"The current pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, is an even more meticulous and ruthless leader. If the Origin Academy really makes it to the finals of the competition, they must go to the Spirit City for the finals and compete for the championship."

"But by then, Dean Lan and Origin College will be like sheep walking into a tiger's mouth."

"Bibi Dong will definitely take the opportunity to retaliate against the Origin Academy. Although the Spirit Hall's combat power is weaker than the two empires, no one knows its true strength."

"Although there are many Title Douluo in the Origin Academy, it will be difficult to protect themselves if they are trapped in the Spirit City."

Xue Qinghe's words were indeed of great help to Lan.

Allow Lan to make plans in advance.

If it were the previous Lan, he might have considered whether to participate in the Soul Master Competition because of Xue Qinghe's words.

After all, if Lan at that time encountered a heavy siege by the Spirit Hall, he could still protect himself, but he would definitely not be able to lead the seven members of the Origin Team to break through the heavy siege of the Spirit City.

The championship of the Soul Master Competition is important, but the lives of the seven members of the Origin Team are priceless in Lan's heart.

However, since the moment Lan obtained the soul bone set, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, far exceeding the past by several times, and the Netherworld Sea Prison has been greatly enhanced!
Not only Lan,
The seven holy pillar guardians will become several times stronger in the Netherworld Sea Prison!
As long as the Temple of Worship does not take action,

What Pope Bibi Dong, the Titled Douluo Elder, is fighting the Pope.

Of course, Lan also knew that if that really came to pass, the Worship Hall would definitely not sit idly by.

After all, Bibi Dong is the Pope of the Spirit Hall, symbolizing the power and majesty of the Spirit Hall.

Therefore, Lan must make the most perfect plan.

Lan looked at Xue Qinghe and smiled faintly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for telling me this, but even so, our Origin Academy will not give up the fight for the Soul Master Competition championship."

"We, the Sea Soul Masters, have waited for this day for too long."

Suddenly, Lan seemed to remember something, and he slowly took out a beautiful flower that emitted a bright red glow.

This flower is the red one that represents lovesickness and heartbreak.

Lan smiled and handed the Acacia Heartbreak Red to Xue Qinghe.

"Talk about it"

"Your Highness, you have given me many gifts over the years."

"Now it's time to return the gift. This flower is presented to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"This flower is called the Heartbroken Red of Lovesickness."

(End of this chapter)