Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 534 Ruoruo: I Miss You

"You tomboy?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Huo'er's beautiful eyes widened as she stared at the blue-haired beauty in front of her with disbelief, as if she had heard some absurd fantasy.

Hun Ruoruo smiled, pursing her lips: "What, doesn't it look like it?"

"It's not just that it doesn't seem like it. If you hadn't said those words yourself, probably no one would have believed it, right?" Tang Huo'er shook her head, her expression strange.

Tomboy?
Girl, you still have your man's hickeys on your neck. That's hardly convincing.

It's no wonder Tang Huo'er didn't believe it. Such a beautiful woman, so charming and alluring, was not a tomboy at all. She probably didn't have a single androgynous feature. She was the epitome of female beauty.

She considered herself quite knowledgeable, and when she sparred and talked with her male disciples, she often heard them discussing their dream girls.

However, whether it is the noble and aloof Feng Qing'er or the obedient and lovely Mu Qingluan, in terms of evaluation, they are far from being comparable to the chief of Xingyun Pavilion in front of them. In fact, since she rose to fame in Zhongzhou, other outstanding female talents seem to have completely lost their popularity overnight, with only a few fanatics barely keeping up.

Tang Huo'er wasn't stupid; she knew very well that such a stunning beauty couldn't be achieved through looks alone.
"It's normal not to believe me. I just got a sudden urge after seeing Miss Huo'er's appearance." Hun Ruoruo poured a glass of water and handed it to the other person. "Just consider this as me venting."

".Thanks."

Tang Huo'er took the water glass, but hesitated to drink it.

Hun Ruoruo chuckled to herself, "Miss Huo'er took the water but dared not drink it. Could it be that she's afraid I've poisoned it?"

"This is still your Burning Flame Valley territory. Even if you don't trust me, you should at least trust your father's abilities."

"I'm not afraid of you." Tang Huo'er paused, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her pretty face. "I'm sorry, I said some very rude things to you earlier."

Having said that, to show her sincerity, Tang Huo'er tilted her head back and drank the water in one gulp.

She smacked her lips, and her lips, which had been dry and cracked due to dehydration, became much more moisturized, and her complexion also improved significantly.

Whether it was psychological or not, she always felt that the water was unusually sweet.

“Miss Huo’er didn’t do it intentionally, so I’m naturally not angry about it.” Hun Ruoruo’s voice was sweet and languid.

Tang Huo'er shook her head: "My father said that the saying 'the speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it to heart' is wrong. Whether it is intentional or unintentional depends on the listener's feelings. So, if it makes you feel uncomfortable, then it is my fault."

"Tsk tsk, your dad really enjoys studying these proverbs."

Hun Ruoruo turned around in surprise, seemingly not expecting this carefree girl to say such a thing, and immediately became quite interested:
"I always see you arguing with your father, so how come you remember his words so clearly in private?"

Tang Huo'er blushed slightly, and after a moment of silence, she said hesitantly, "Then I'll tell you, but please don't tell him."

"Don't worry." Hun Ruoruo nodded, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "In exchange, I'll tell you about my mother, how about it?"

"A word is settled!"

Upon hearing this, the hesitation in Tang Huo'er's eyes immediately disappeared, and she looked at the pretty girl who had come close to her with delight, as if she wanted to get to know her again.

No wonder everyone speaks so highly of the Starfall Pavilion's chief, and even the mysterious young patriarch of the Xiao Clan is completely captivated by her. Talking to her is definitely different from talking to others!

Tang Huo'er considered herself to dislike interacting with women, but the girl in front of her completely shattered her preconceived notions with just a few words, and she became much more lively.

Hun Ruoruo has always been extremely interested in family dramas, so she naturally didn't have much of a scheming mind. Instead, she listened attentively to the other person's story, silently playing the role of a confidante.

Once girls start talking, it's naturally difficult for them to stop easily.
"So, you feel your days are numbered, which is why you're always deliberately going against your father?"

After listening to the other person's story, Hun Ruoruo asked with some curiosity.

"Ah."

Having finally voiced the thoughts that had been weighing on her mind, Tang Huo'er felt more relaxed than ever before, yet her face flushed with embarrassment at the mention of her private matters.
"Because of the failure to absorb the strange fire, he searched all over the Central Continent for alchemists for me, and even spent a lot of money to invite a big shot from the Pill Tower. This time, he came to ask me to get closer to you, which is also for this reason."

“I remember everything my dad said, very clearly, and I know he's sacrificed a lot for me. But I can't control myself, I'm so scared.”

Tang Huo'er didn't continue, but Hun Ruoruo sensed the hidden meaning in her words and calmly said:
Are you afraid he'll forget about you?

Tang Huo'er lowered her head dejectedly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with her words.

Seeing this, Hun Ruoruo couldn't help but sigh, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes. When others came to discuss cooperation, they talked about interests and relationships, but when it came to her, the tone always shifted abruptly. A perfectly good deal turned into resolving someone else's family disputes—what kind of logic was that?

Nalan Yanran is like this, and so is Xun'er. Are these young ladies all the type who don't know how lucky they are?

She's still all alone, even though she's in a state of blissful solitude!
Okay, now I might be close to having a home, but the fact remains that I don't have a father to discipline me, and a boyfriend can't replace a father.
Her thoughts were in disarray, and Hun Ruoruo had so much to say, but in the end, it all boiled down to a question that sounded like an invitation:

"Would you like to hear about me and my mother?"

Tang Huo'er was startled and quickly wiped her red eyes, saying apologetically, "I'm sorry, Miss Ruoruo, I got a little excited earlier and talked too much. I almost forgot to hear your story."

"Just call me Ruoruo."

"Really?"

Tang Huo'er's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she nodded vigorously: "In that case, you can call me Huo'er from now on. My father has always called me that!"

"I think I mentioned it before. When I was little, my mother used to call me a tomboy."

Hun Ruoruo smiled and recounted the long-forgotten scenes from her memory:
"It is said that daughters resemble their fathers. When I was little, I always wanted to meet my father, but my mother was very secretive about it and always warned me not to leave the yard. After a while, I always felt that she was nagging."

"With my rebellious spirit and the fact that I had cultivated my fighting spirit, I always thought about climbing out of the courtyard to see what was going on. I thought that maybe I could find my father that way. Unfortunately, the wall was too high. With my height and fighting spirit at the time, I couldn't climb out at all. I often fell and got injured all over. Even the skirts my mother knitted were torn to shreds."

Tang Huo'er asked curiously, "So that's why she calls you a tomboy?"

"Not only that, I've also committed all sorts of evil deeds."

Hun Ruoruo hummed softly, but showed no intention of stopping: "After a while, when Mother saw that she couldn't control me, she simply made candied hawthorn skewers for me, thinking that this way I would only be able to eat and wouldn't have time to use my hands."

"Candied hawthorn? Is that a snack made from hawthorn in the mortal world?" Tang Huo'er's eyes lit up. "Is it delicious? I've always wanted to try it."

Hun Ruoruo chuckled, a glint of tears in her eyes, a mixture of tenderness and complexity in her expression: "I ate the candy coating, and then secretly threw away the rest."

Tang Huo'er was taken aback: "This..."

Before she could say anything more, footsteps sounded at the door outside the room, followed by a man's excited voice.

"Ruo Ruo, I have grasped the core of the Three Transformations of Heavenly Fire!"

"That voice belongs to Young Clan Leader Xiao Yan?" Tang Huo'er's pretty face was filled with astonishment. "How could he have already successfully comprehended the Three Transformations of Heavenly Flame in such a short time?!"

Hun Ruoruo did not choose to answer, but slowly stood up and said to herself in a low voice, "Candied hawthorns are really not tasty. The outside is sweet and the inside is sour. How could children like them?"

"However, things given by those you cherish, whether sweet or sour, should always be savored. Sometimes, it's too late to appreciate them once you've lost them."

Having said that, she didn't bother to change her shoes and rushed out barefoot to meet the travel-worn young man.

"Ruoruo."

Looking at the beautiful young woman before him, Xiao Yan felt a flutter in his heart, and even had the feeling of a wife waiting for her husband to come home.

What tricks is that vixen planning to pull this time?

"Uh, Miss Huo'er?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Yan glanced at the somewhat awkward woman in red sitting on the bed, and swallowed back the words he was about to say, revealing an expression of understanding.

Needless to say, the enchantress was definitely bewitching Tang Huo'er in order to win the favor of the Valley Master of Burning Flame Valley. No wonder she suddenly showed such concern for him; it was all part of her plan.

With a firm belief in his heart, Xiao Yan immediately started laughing:

"Um, did I come back at a bad time? You girls can chat all you want, I'll stay out of it."

"What are you saying, my lord?"

Xiao Yan turned to leave, but the girl behind him grabbed his sleeve. Then, under the incredulous gazes of the other two, she slowly burrowed into the young man's warm and firm chest, curling up like a kitten.

Hun Ruoruo's eyes sparkled, and she smiled gently: "I missed you, so now is the perfect time."

(End of this chapter)