Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 177 Tibao, Tian, ​​Tining
But in addition to drinks, they also started drinking heavily.

"I'm not bragging, but ten Di Qiu'ers can't compare to me!" Meng Hongchen patted her chest, her cheeks already flushed with a drunken blush, but she still stubbornly insisted, "Ten bottles are no problem, just watch!" With that, she tilted her head back and took a big gulp of fruit wine, her Adam's apple bobbing as a few drops of wine trickled down her lips.

"Hmm...it's quite sweet." She smacked her lips, swirled the bottle in her hand, and her eyes began to gleam. "See, this level is a piece of cake for me~"

Before she could finish speaking, she took another big gulp and mumbled, "It's just a little wine! We won't leave until we're drunk..."

But as soon as she finished speaking, the bottle of fruit wine, which was not even half-finished, fell to the sand with a "clatter." Meng Hongchen's head tilted to the side, and she fell straight down, her cheek pressed against the cold sand, and she started snoring softly.

"Sigh... You've improved, but not much." Xia Die sighed, rubbing her forehead, both amused and exasperated. "On the bright side, at least it's much better than last time when you were knocked out after just one cup."

"Hahahaha!" A burst of laughter erupted around them. Di Qiu'er laughed so hard she rubbed her stomach. Bai Xiuxiu squatted down next to Meng Hongchen, poked her rosy cheeks, and whispered, "Sister Meng, don't exaggerate your drinking capacity~"

Bai Xiuxiu poked and poked, but Meng Hongchen lay motionless on the beach like a dead fish upside down, with glistening wine stains still on the corners of her mouth, snoring softly. Her eyelashes trembled slightly with her breath, her cheeks still flushed, and even in this state of drunkenness, she tightly gripped the unfinished wine bottle, refusing to let anyone take it away, a complete shrew of a drunken cat, which drew another burst of laughter from the crowd.

"Have fun."

Xia Die took Polia's little hand and led her towards the villa.

"Have fun," Xia Die said softly, gently taking Polycia's small hand.

The little one was probably sleepy, rubbing his sleepy eyes as he leaned against her, his steps still a little unsteady. Xia Die slowed her pace and led her towards the villa with warm lights not far away. Their shadows were stretched long by the moonlight as they moved slowly on the beach, leaving a trail of shallow footprints.

"Goodnight, Sister Adie." Jiu Li waved, the firelight reflecting on her face, making her smile exceptionally bright.

"OK, good night."

The sea breeze at the end of midnight carried a hint of coolness, and the campfire gradually burned to dark red ash.

The remaining girls also got up in twos and threes, and helped each other walk towards the villa.

Di Qiu'er half-dragged, half-carried the unconscious Meng Hongchen, her steps slightly unsteady; Ling Luochen and Baili Chen walked side by side, whispering something; Gu Yuena took one last look at the sea, her silver hair gleaming softly in the moonlight, before turning and disappearing into the night.

The beach finally quieted down, with only the waves rhythmically lapping against the shore, as if gently humming a lullaby for the noisy day.

At this moment, Xia Die looked at the sleeping Polycia, gazed at the moonlight, and looked up. She slowly lay back down on the bed and fell asleep.

At this moment, Xia Die looked at the sleeping Polycia, gazed at the moonlight, and looked up. She slowly lay back down on the bed and fell asleep. Xia Die sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching Polycia's sleeping face in the moonlight streaming through the window. The little one's brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was having a sweet dream, her breathing even and soft.

She gently brushed aside the stray hairs on her sister's forehead, her fingertips touching warm skin, and her heart softened. Turning to look out the window, she saw the dark blue night sky studded with stars, the moon hanging like a smooth jade plate on the horizon, and the distant sound of the waves, as gentle as a lullaby.

Xia Die yawned, slowly lay back on her bed, and closed her eyes. The daytime hustle and bustle seemed to still linger in her ears, but was quickly soothed by the tranquil night. Accompanied by the moonlight and sea breeze, she fell into a deep sleep, a satisfied smile on her lips.

………………

Long ago, on the island of Xia Die, three little lolis appeared.

If Xia Die and Feng Jin could recognize her here, it would be their teacher, Ti Bao.

One of them has long red hair, usually styled in a cute bob and adorned with a headband. Her eyes are large and bright, with unique gradient colors in the pupils, a blend of purple and blue, like a dreamy starry sky. She wears a princess dress with puff sleeves and an off-the-shoulder design, along with delicate gloves and ankle boots. She has a pair of small, feather-like wings on her back. Her overall image is full of gentle sweetness, and she is Tibbo.

Another character also has fiery red hair, but her hairstyle might be more dynamic, perhaps with half-bangs, giving her a lively and playful look. Her facial expressions are rich, her eyebrows often raised, and her eyes reveal cleverness and energy, giving her a mischievous feel. In terms of clothing, she's similar to Tibo but also different, perhaps with more dynamic accessories, making her look energetic overall; she is Tian. The last one, with slightly more understated red hair and a simpler style, often wears a flower wreath, her eyes partially obscured by petals, giving her a quiet and mysterious impression, as if silently listening to divine pronouncements. Her style might lean towards simplicity and elegance, highlighting a priestly composure and solemnity; she is Tinin.

"Have you found Little Xia yet?" Tibao looked up, her eyes sparkling, and asked Tining expectantly. Her voice was clear and carried far in the quiet night.

Tinning nodded slightly, the falling petals trembling with the movement, her voice as soft as if bathed in moonlight: "According to my senses, it's nearby."

“Where would that be?” Tian said.

"Where could it be?" Tian tiptoed and twirled, her fiery red hair brushing against a few petals drifting by, her face full of barely suppressed curiosity. She poked Tibao's shoulder, then tilted her head to look at Tining, her eyes sparkling. "How about we split up and look for it? I'm sure I'll be the first to find Xiaoxia!" she said, already rubbing her hands together, eager to rush into the night.

“Okay!” Tibo’s eyes curved into crescents, her wings fluttered twice, and she took out a string of glowing stardust from her skirt pocket. “Then we’ll use this as a marker, and if we find it, we’ll scatter a handful in the air!” As she spoke, she divided the stardust into three small portions and handed them to Tian and Tin.

Tian snatched the stardust and eagerly waved it around, exclaiming, "Watch this!" Before she finished speaking, she had already dashed off like a gust of wind towards the other side of the beach, the bells tied to her hair jingling with each step. Tinning carefully put the stardust away, raised her hand to lightly touch the flower wreath, and the faint light emanating from the petals condensed into the shape of a compass in her palm. She whispered, "I'm heading east, be careful." The three figures quickly disappeared into the night, leaving only the gentle sound of the waves lapping against the sand where they had just stood.

At two in the morning, the moonlight on the island grew increasingly cold. "Ouch!" A cry of surprise suddenly broke the silence—three small figures collided with each other with a dull thud. Tibo's headband was askew, and her wings drooped; Tian was knocked onto the sand and muttered, "Ouch, that hurts"; Tining's flower wreath nearly fell off, petals fluttering down onto her shoulders.

The three of them looked at each other, their initial anxiety about not being able to find the person suddenly turning into a wry smile.

Tian was the first to burst out laughing: "So we've gone around in circles and haven't even gotten out of this tiny place?" She reached out to pull Tibao, but ended up pulling off the other's gloves, which drew a coquettish reproach. Meanwhile, Tining silently arranged the flower wreath, a smile appearing in her eyes. The sea breeze carried their laughter far away under the moonlight.

“Um, I think I sensed something, not just from Xiaodie, but also from Xiaofengjin,” Ti Ning said.

Moonlight shimmered on Tining's wreath, causing the delicate petals to tremble slightly. She raised her hand to lightly touch her brow, her eyelashes drooping, and a faint halo of light emanated from her: "Um, I think I sensed something, not just Xiaodie's aura, but also Xiaofengjin's."

"Where is it?" Tian tiptoed around, stamping her feet anxiously. Her fiery red skirt swept across the sand, raising fine grains of sand.

Without saying a word, Tining brushed her fingertips across the wreath, and a pale golden streak of light pierced the night, winding its way through the air to guide the way: "Follow me." Her cool voice carried an undeniable certainty as she turned and walked toward the depths of the island.

Moonlight streamed beneath their feet. Tibo fluttered its wings and trotted to catch up, glancing back every now and then; Tian skipped and hopped along, humming a tuneless melody. A villa came into view, moonlight casting a soft glow on the carved window frames—this was where Xia Die and Polycia lived.

"She should be asleep by now. Let's go over quietly without disturbing Little Butterfly." Tibo lowered her voice, gently folding her wings, afraid of making the slightest sound. She tiptoed two steps toward the villa, the pearls on her headband swaying slightly with the movement.

Tian stuck out her tongue and tried to tiptoe, but accidentally stepped on a dry branch. The crisp "crack" startled her and she froze on the spot. Tinning raised her hand and placed it on Tian's shoulder. As her fingertips brushed against the branch, a thin mist formed by moonlight quietly spread out, completely covering the sound.

The three of them held their breath, crouched low, and slipped to the villa window. Moonlight shone through the gauze curtains, casting three tense and cautious shadows on them.

Moonlight streamed in through the open window, and Tinning led the three through a corridor covered with Persian carpets. The carved wooden door was half-open, and the night breeze lifted the velvet curtains, leading them to Xia Die's room, where the silhouette of Xia Die sleeping soundly was revealed.

The spacious room was decorated like a dream, with the halo of light from the crystal chandelier casting starlight on the walls, and the sandalwood wardrobe carved with intricate anemone patterns. Tian gazed at the soft down comforters on the four-poster bed, her eyes brightening beneath her pearl headband: "What a huge bed."

"Keep your voice down!" Tibo whispered.

However, it did not wake the butterfly.

Tinning stood quietly at the head of the bed, her face hidden in shadow beneath the floral wreath. The sea breeze, carrying a salty gentleness, drifted through the gauze curtains, fluttering the feather decorations behind the three little ones, casting shimmering, undulating shadows in the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)