Douluo Continent's childhood sweetheart, Qian Renxue, starts with soul rings transforming into

Hu Liena suddenly felt the air around her grow cold for a moment.

Even though I recovered quickly, the feeling that my heart was about to freeze still lingered in my mind and wouldn't go away.

Bibi Dong chuckled and shook her head:

"How would I know, Nana? Have you finished your training for today? If not, you'd better hurry up and start training."

Hu Liena's heart skipped a beat when she saw Bibi Dong's somewhat cold gaze. She quickly nodded and ran out of the hall.

He even forgot to tell Dugu Yan about the trouble she caused at the Soul Master Academy.

Marriage—how ironic yet hopeful those two words are.

I've never even had anything like this before.

However, at this time, she was unable to leave her post as Pope and could not travel easily.

Somewhat dazed, he walked into his room.

Pull down the purple gauze curtain.

She collapsed weakly onto the pale purple bed.

The unease in her heart and the constant hints in her mind that she should get Lin Feng were tormenting her.

Originally, things were alright; Bibi Dong didn't take the implication seriously at all.

Now, based on his own speculation, the voice seemed even sharper.

Another wave of regret. How could I have missed it again? Just like when I missed Lin Feng's awakening at the Martial Soul Awakening Plaza.

Bibi Dong buried her head deeply into the pillow.

"Xiao Feng, please don't! You've always been sensible and mature. It's just a little temptation; how could you not resist?"

Please don't, otherwise I'll get a little angry.

I was just a little angry. Sometimes, picking flowers that others have carefully nurtured can be a thrilling experience.

Chapter 110. When it comes to cross-dressing, is there only a difference between zero times and countless times?

110.

"That's not good?"

Ling Yuan looked at Qian Renxue with some surprise.

Her cherry-like lips parted slightly, unable to hide her shock, but deep in her eyes, there was a hint of excitement.

"What's wrong with that? Have you forgotten the clothes Xiaofeng made us wear last time? What's wrong with him sacrificing a little? It's just a piece of clothing!"

Qian Renxue held the rainbow-colored dress in her hand, her delicate hand tracing the smooth, paper-like hem.

It created ripples.

"I'll just have to make do with Xiaofeng for now."

Ling Yuan chuckled softly, covering her mouth.

"Hmph, if he doesn't comply, Sister Lingyuan, you can just imprison him later. It'll be time for us to turn the tables."

Qian Renxue concealed her gauze-like clothes behind her back and walked over step by step.

Open Lin Feng's room door.

But Lin Feng was still meditating cross-legged.

A hint of doubt lingered between his brows.

This surprised Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan slightly.

Is there anything Lin Feng would still be confused about now?

Since I met him, I've rarely seen him deep in thought.

Somewhat curious, she sat down next to Lin Feng and gently asked:

What are you thinking about?

Lin Feng rubbed his temples.

There is indeed something that's giving me a headache.

Tang Hao.

Is this Super Douluo, whose cultivation level has most likely reached level 95, simply wallowing in depravity in Holy Soul Village, or is he waiting for something?

The theoretical path I had been exploring in the outside world should have already reached Nottingham City.

As a sect slave like Tang San, how could he not see the stakes involved?

The Spirit Hall's influence grew stronger day by day, while its own sect remained hidden from the world.

Was he able to accept this because the chances of returning to the sect were slim, or did he really just spend his days lying on his greasy bed, oblivious to worldly affairs?

Lin Feng felt that Tang Hao was more likely to be the latter.

After all, in the original story, he was just short of having Tang San prepare the tools for getting meals and leaving the palace.

His body reeked of alcohol and the foul stench of not bathing all day, even when he arrived in Nottingham and Soto.

The master and Flanders could still smell it.

In fact, what Lin Feng had been thinking about was nothing more than how to kill Tang Hao.

It would have been easy to bring him to justice.

But Lin Feng didn't want to expose his secret.

Knowing that Tang Hao and his group were hiding in Holy Soul Village from thousands of miles away is nothing special, considering that one's own martial soul doesn't have the ability to foresee the future.

Even if Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan weren't surprised by their ability to make predictions, they would still be puzzled.

In this situation, it's best to have the intervention of a third party, for example...

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.

My apologies, Your Excellency Silver Dragon King.

Who told you to come to me before, and to act so mysteriously?

It's perfectly normal for someone to send you news about Tang Hao via telepathy, right?

The Silver Dragon King and the others seem to be from a secluded sect, as portrayed by Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan.

It seems like people from Seagod Island came from Qian Daoliu's place?

Let's agree on that then.

Lin Feng sighed and shook his head:

"I was thinking about the telepathic message from Senior Sunset Forest."

Qian Renxue tilted her head, somewhat confused.

"That senior also sent you a telepathic message? What did they say?"

"That senior said that they had been to the province of Fasno before, to a remote border town called Notting."

Having sensed the aura of a Title Douluo, it's quite astonishing that such a remote place would harbor one.

I have a guess, but I'm not sure yet.

Qian Renxue clenched her fists, and anger and hatred flashed in her eyes.

He looked at Lin Feng with a hint of helplessness:

"Xiao Feng, we're almost at Wuhun City, and you're only telling us this now? Are you afraid that if I had known about this beforehand, I would have just rushed over there?"

What other guesses are there? Who else could be a Title Douluo who remains outside the circle? Besides Tang Hao, there's no one else!

Not everyone is like Dugu Bo in the original story, a rogue cultivator without any power who cultivated alone to become a Title Douluo.

Even Dugu Bo was able to reach the title of Douluo only by relying on the energy efficiency of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

They lived in seclusion in a remote place like Nottingham, with no name or surname, and had nowhere to serve as a stronghold for their secluded sect.

Aside from Tang Hao, the probability of anyone else being involved is too low.

Qian Renxue's voice sounded somewhat sharp. In her memory, her father died at the hands of Tang Hao.

How could they not be excited upon hearing news of Tang Hao?

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Lin Feng:

"Xiao Feng, you all always seem to think I'm immature."

So, are you afraid I'll act impulsively again, and deliberately took a long detour back to the Spirit Hall, wanting to bring a Title Douluo along?

He leaned forward.

He overturned Lin Feng's cross-legged position and pushed him down onto the bed.

“I’m a little angry. It’s always like this. I feel like I’m not mature enough, and neither are you and Sister Lingyuan.”