Douluo Dragon King: The martial soul has double pupils, and it is destiny!

Chapter 250 Silver Hair Reaching Waist

Chapter 250 Silver Hair Reaching Waist
In this pitch-black room, that faint light stood out remarkably. It was like a jewel in the darkness, radiating an undeniable brilliance.

As the light from the screen shone on the area, a figure gradually emerged. It was a girl with long, silver hair, her strands as smooth as silk, shimmering with a faint silver light in the darkness.

When one's gaze falls upon her face, one cannot help but be amazed.

It was a stunning, even unparalleled, face: a high, straight nose, deep-set eyes, and cherry-like lips—every feature was perfectly proportioned, as if sculpted by the heavens.

However, in stark contrast to her beautiful appearance was her pale, almost sickly face, as if devoid of any color.

The silver-haired girl sat quietly in the darkness, staring motionlessly at her phone screen. Her eyes were initially filled with deathly stillness and gloom, but as time passed, a glimmer of light seemed to gradually appear in that stillness.

However, even so, the silence remained, lingering and not completely dissipating.

Her entire body was shrouded in an indescribable sense of oppression, making one feel a pang of sympathy for her.

When her gaze fell on the boy's face on the phone screen, a familiar feeling welled up in her heart.

She felt that the boy looked familiar, but just as she was trying to recall more, a dull pain suddenly came from her heart, as if something was hitting her heart hard, instantly interrupting her thoughts.

Perhaps feeling the sudden pain, a warm sensation appeared on her face.

She subconsciously reached out and gently wiped her cheek, only to be surprised to find that the warm sensation was actually tears.

But why are I crying?
This emotion was completely foreign to her.

She didn't understand why such complex emotions welled up in her heart the moment she saw the boy, nor did she understand why tears were uncontrollably streaming down her face.

However, all of this seems insignificant and not worth worrying about.

"Familiar?" the girl murmured softly, as if deep in thought.

Then, she rose gracefully from the bed, like a butterfly in flight. In that instant, her snow-white skin, like white jade, radiated a captivating glow, utterly enchanting.

Unfortunately, no one in the dark room could appreciate this beautiful scene.

With a wave of her hand, the girl unleashed her soul power, which flowed out like a clear spring and instantly transformed into a magnificent long dress, as dazzling as the stars in the night sky.

The long dress clung perfectly to the girl's body, showcasing her graceful figure to the fullest.

The silver-haired girl in the long dress, in this dark room, was like a night elf, exuding a mysterious and charming aura.

She parted her lips slightly and softly called out, "Di Tian!"

Before the words were even finished, space suddenly began to distort and shatter, as if the entire world was being torn apart at that moment.

However, this eerie scene did not last long. When everything stabilized, a middle-aged man with black hair interspersed with a streak of blond hair appeared before the girl, kneeling on one knee like a ghost.

The name "Di Tian" carried an indescribable majesty when uttered by the young girl.

He bowed his head respectfully, not daring to be negligent in the slightest, and said in a deep voice, "My lord!"

The girl stared blankly at Di Tian, casually tossing her phone as if it were an insignificant object. The phone arced through the air, landing precisely in front of Di Tian.

Di Tian glanced at his phone curiously, and when he saw what was on the screen, his pupils contracted sharply, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and his heart was filled with shock.

However, he was a man who had seen many storms, and he quickly regained his composure. On the surface, he showed no sign of anything amiss, and simply replied respectfully, "Yes."

After saying that, Di Tian picked up his phone without hesitation, and with a flash, he disappeared from the spot again like a ghost, as if he had never appeared at all.

The silver-haired girl stared at her slightly trembling hands, a strange sense of familiarity welling up inside her, but she couldn't remember where this feeling came from.

She murmured to herself, "Why does he look familiar? I definitely don't know you... Is it just because this face looks familiar? But if that's the case, then who does he resemble?"

Before she finished speaking, the silver-haired girl vanished without a trace, as if she had never existed.

Unlike Di Tian's disappearance, the silver-haired girl's departure caused almost no spatial fluctuations, as if she had merged with the surrounding space without any sense of abruptness.

This scene is reminiscent of water merging into water, the two blending perfectly and becoming indistinguishable.

In that instant, a thought suddenly arose in the silver-haired girl's mind—she no longer wanted to wait for Di Tian.

She decided to personally explore the source of that familiarity and find out the truth.

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Another day where I have no ideas and just want to lie down.

I really want to die first.

But forget it.

Even if I were to die, I wouldn't be happy.

Good evening, fellow harpies.

Everyone, please change your mind and ask Haki to be Haki.

Instead, invite Hakim.

It was just another ordinary day.