Douluo: The soul skills are too abstract, Tang San burst into tears!.

The room fell into deathly silence, with only the heavy breathing of the two people.

Li Jiaqi looked at Su Biluo, his heart filled with pain and helplessness.

"What's so good about him, Zhuge Lan?"

Li Jiaqi clenched his fists and shouted with a hint of anger.

Su Biluo's eyes were filled with tears. She knew that her words had deeply hurt Li Jiaqi.

But she also understood that a short pain is worse than a long one. Then she slowly said to Li Jiaqi:

"Brother Jiaqi, Zhuge Lan is the person who gave me strength when I was most helpless, and the person who understood all my joys, sorrows, anger and happiness. His existence is like a beam of light that illuminates my once dark world. I know this is unfair to you, but my heart is already filled with him, and there is no room for anyone else."

Li Jiaqi's eyes were red, and she tried hard to control her emotions. She suppressed her voice and said:
"What about me? Isn't everything I've done for you insignificant? I can love you more than he does, care for you more, and give you a better life."

Su Biluo shook her head gently, tears quietly sliding down her cheeks.

Su Biluo bit her lip. She knew that nothing she said would help.

"sorry."

After saying that, Su Biluo turned and left.

Li Jiaqi was the only one left in the room, and he was silent for a long time.

Li Jiaqi finally breathed a sigh of relief:
"Okay, I understand. Biluo, I hope you won't regret your decision today in the future."

Su Biluo ran all the way and ran to a big tree in the park.

She collapsed on the ground and burst into tears. She knew she had hurt someone who loved her deeply.

But she had no choice. Zhuge Lan was the only one in her heart.

……

Qian Renxue stood in the magnificent palace with a stern look on her face.
She raised her jade-white hand slightly, waved it gently, and gave orders like a queen:

"You go down."

Her eyes were deep and majestic, staring closely at Li Jiaqi in front of her.

At this moment, she had a strong aura, as if she could dominate everything.

Her long golden hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, fluttering gently with her movements, adding a touch of nobility and mystery.

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, do as he says and make sure to catch Zhuge Lan."

Qian Renxue's voice was cold and firm, echoing in the empty hall.

She stood there, her body trembling slightly, the anger in her heart like a surging tide that was difficult to contain.

She never thought that she would be fooled by Zhuge Lan's little trick.

She, as the young master of the Spirit Hall, has always been high above and in control of the situation.

But now she was being toyed around by Zhuge Lan, which was a great shame and humiliation for her.

Her face was terribly gloomy, and her eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

"Zhuge Lan!"

She roared in her heart:

"Just wait for me. I will make sure you know the consequences of angering me."

Qian Renxue clenched her fists tightly. She would not let this humiliation pass so easily.

She wants to use her own power to make Zhuge Lan pay a heavy price for his actions.

There was no trace of emotion on her beautiful face, but her eyes revealed unquestionable determination.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo quickly bowed their heads respectfully and said in unison:

"Yes, Young Palace Master."

Their tone was full of awe and obedience.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other, and then quickly began to prepare for action.

They knew that this mission was very important and there could not be any mistakes.

Ju Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly, and his martial soul, as beautiful as a petal, was faintly visible behind him, exuding a powerful aura.

Ghost Douluo remained silent, his mysterious black mist continued to surge, as if a storm was brewing.

As they left the hall, Ju Douluo breathed a sigh of relief: "I was so scared. I thought an old man like me would suffer the same painful punishment as before."

Then he looked at Li Jiaqi beside him and smiled with relief:

"It's a good thing you showed up, young man. By the way, where is the woman you mentioned?"

Li Jiaqi did not dare to neglect and quickly bowed and replied:
"In the west of Bigui City."

Ghost Douluo said coldly at this time:

"Then let's set off."

In the castle of the Min clan.

The square was packed with people, the Min tribe's hunting battle was still in full swing, and everyone was watching the exciting competition scenes in the air.

Deep in the mountains, as time goes by.

Lu Lingfeng and Pei Xijun have gradually caught up with the team in front.

They saw a group of team members fighting with a huge green vine.

Pei Xijun stopped flying lightly.

She had a graceful figure, and her elegant long dress fluttered gently in the breeze, like a fairy descending to earth.

Her bright eyes were fixed on the direction of a group of team members not far ahead.

Her slightly furrowed brows revealed her inner doubts.

Then, she slowly stretched out her slender jade finger, pointed in that direction, and said softly:
"Lu Lingfeng, look! They seem to be fighting..."

Her voice was gentle and pleasant, yet with a hint of uncertainty.

When Lu Lingfeng heard Pei Xijun's words, he immediately looked in the direction she pointed.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and observed carefully for a moment.

Then he burst into laughter, and that hearty laughter seemed to penetrate the sky and echo in the air for a long time.

"Haha, yes, I know what you are thinking. They are fighting against the demon vines."

Lu Lingfeng's words were full of confidence and determination.

Pei Xijun covered her mouth lightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

A hint of a smile appeared on her fair face, and she said softly:

"They also encountered that difficult and low-scoring ghost vine. I don't know whether to say they are lucky or unlucky."

There was a hint of helplessness and emotion in her voice.

Lu Lingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the team members who were fighting fiercely with the ghost vine, and said in a deep voice:

"This ghost vine is indeed difficult to deal with. I'm afraid they will have to put in some effort."

Pei Xijun nodded, "I don't know if they can successfully deal with this ghost vine. If they can't get rid of it as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time and they will be overtaken by other teams."

Then they looked at the score above that group of players: 90.

Lu Lingfeng looked at his own score again: 280 points.

"They still have to spend a lot of time to get these 5 points from the ghost vine. It seems that it will be difficult for them to surpass our score."

Lu Lingfeng said.

Pei Xijun nodded in agreement:
"Yeah, let's keep going."

At this time, that group of team members were swinging their weapons vigorously, trying to cut off the vines of the ghost vine.

however.

How could this ghost vine be defeated so easily?
Even the combined efforts of Lu Lingfeng and Pei Xijun would take such a long time.

The ghost vine is extremely resilient and can easily dissolve every attack.

The faces of the group members gradually showed signs of fatigue, but they still did not give up and persisted with gritted teeth.

After a long battle, they finally defeated the annoying ghost vine.

When they saw that the score above their heads had only increased by 5, they both froze in place as if they were under a spell... (End of this chapter)