The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 202
"understand!"

Yueguan and the others said in unison.

It seemed that they could see Hu Liena's confusion.

Qian Renxue gently rubbed Hu Liena's head.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand."

"God, this is a secret."

"Even Titled Douluo doesn't know much about it."

"Your teacher, my mother, happened to know."

"If you have any questions, ask them later when you get back."

"If you really like him, and if your mother agrees with your liking, then what you need to do is to be worthy of him. The status of a saintess of the Wuhun Temple is far from enough. You must also be worthy of him." Become a divine tester, so that it is possible to love the immortal him in the future for a lifetime, instead of being separated forever."

What Qian Renxue said was very straightforward.

However, only those who regard you as their relatives can speak so bluntly, and don't care if such words will offend you.

Hu Liena naturally felt Qian Renxue's love and care from this straightforward exhortation, but, under this straightforward exhortation, it was inevitable that she blushed, twitched and pretended to defend: "How can there be~"

Saying it is an excuse is more like acting like a baby.

It's the kind of coquettish girls who are shy.

Qian Renxue smiled slightly.

See through, don't talk about it.

Yueguan also showed an auntie smile.

Even the corner of Ghost's mouth raised slightly.

Qian Renxue ended the conversation simply, without explaining or enlightening anything, and without asking any more questions. With a light lash of the whip, she urged the fast horse under her crotch to run to the vicinity of the long pavilion.

Then, get off your horse.

Holding a horsewhip, he walked quickly into the pavilion.

The four titled Douluo, Yueguan, Ghost, Snake Spear, and Porpoise, and Hu Liena also followed Qian Renxue into the pavilion.

Their mounts are guarded by other spirit masters of the Wuhun Palace.

There will be no loss of mounts.

"What are you here for?"

"You want to betray me?"

"Or, do you want to have a showdown with me?"

Qian Renxue asked straight to the point.

With a vigorous wave of his hand, the floating dust on the stone bench was blown away.

Afterwards, he sat down on the stone bench in a precarious manner.

They met Han Xin who was holding the Qianlong Sword.

Inside the pavilion, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

However, Han Xin didn't seem to feel the tense atmosphere. He calmly took out a document from the storage soul guide and put it on the table. Then he calmly opened the folder and took out a few documents from it. The paper, pressed on the table, pushed towards Qian Renxue:

"take it easy."

"Just to review it for you."

"Hit and hit you, so you don't have to be so proud."

"Of course, it also tells you not to hold grudges so much."

"Besides, I was originally an undercover agent."

"To me, the word betrayal is too floating."

"The description is not accurate at all."

"Please change the adjective next time, thank you."

A raging soldier, and a raging nest.

Lin Chaoci was very polite.

Therefore, Han Xin is also very polite.

Even though it's a polite way to piss people off.

The corners of Qian Renxue's eyes twitched slightly. Hearing the explanation with a strong meaning of Versailles, she looked at Han Xin who was still calm, took a deep breath, picked up the papers that were pushed over, and flipped through them. stand up.

"This is the original schedule."

"It's also the final schedule."

Qian Renxue flipped through the documents, and Han Xin was not idle either.

Self-servingly explained to Qian Renxue: "What you are looking at now is the most intuitive schedule, including the specific arrangement of each link, some deliberate guidance, some layout adjustments, and some personnel reversing. The nouns you know, and the rest are the most authentic arrangements, and you should be able to understand them."

Of course Qian Renxue could understand.

However, the more you look at it, the more startled you become.

All questions are answered in these few sheets.

Exchange Students?
On the bright side, he is indeed an exchange student!

In fact, he was urging her to do it!

Kamikaze, Chihuo, Tianshui, Thunder, Canghui, Shrek and other academies that have a bad relationship with Wuhundian, as well as the exchange student teams of Star Luo Empire, can create a kind of "sweeping clean" for her. The illusion of "once and for all", in addition to this, can also give her a belief that "this exchange ceremony must be destroyed" and "stop all the enemies of the Wuhun Temple from forming an alliance", making her lose her initial judgment on the situation.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
It's just a pawn on the chessboard!
This pawn is forcing her to change ahead of schedule!

The other party was just betting that she couldn't sit still!

Bet she doesn't dare to take the risk and wait!

Bet that she will launch a palace change before the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect arrives!

A very bold gamble.

However, they bet right.

Like a roundworm in her heart.

Her mind was completely taken over by the other party.

Han Xin?

Identity is naturally a member of the net.

It is one of the hidden stakes that the net has long planted.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect did receive letters, and these letters were indeed written by the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Han Xin also received letters from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, but on the way back, Han Xin had already exchanged the letters. She knew It was just what the other party wanted her to know, and she tossed and turned in the information that the other party wanted her to know, and made the most correct choice...

Ok……

It was also a choice made by the other party for her...

It can be said that the other party predicted her prediction...

Because her scripts were all written by the other party...

If she can still succeed in the palace transformation, then she will be called a ghost!
"What exactly do you want to do?"

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

The pressure and anger seemed to be released by this breath, and calmness and rationality regained the high ground, allowing Qian Renxue to think normally.

Han Xin smiled.

Take a look around.

Its meaning is self-evident.

"Nana, the four elders and the priests, stay here."

"The rest, exit the pavilion."

Qian Renxue ordered without looking back.

What a golden generation!
He doesn't even have the qualifications to be scrutinized by her!
It's the same as ordinary Wuhundian soul masters!
Come when you call, go when you wave!
Xie Yue and Yan looked at each other aggrievedly, and did not dare to express any objection. They exited the pavilion silently. The cool evening breeze seemed to be blowing their mood at the moment from the side.

And in the pavilion.

Han Xin sat up straight.

The eyelids drooped slightly, and the light in the pupils flickered.

After hesitating for two or three seconds, he raised his eyes and looked at Qian Renxue who was sitting opposite him, and his tone became unusually serious: "This is a game between gods, this is a game between two worlds." I, no, to be precise, even my master, a divine examiner, is a pawn in this chess game, even though he is a pawn that can influence the direction of the game Say something?"

"Can't understand!"

Qian Renxue was silent for two or three seconds.

Then, he stood up quickly.

Flicking his sleeves, he walked out of the long pavilion.

Turning on the horse, flicking the whip: "I don't know what to say!"

The sound went away with the wind.

Han Xin suddenly laughed.

Shaking her head, she didn't ask Qian Renxue whether she didn't understand what she said, or whether she did understand, she just said that for some unspoken reasons, after all, giving an answer "simply and neatly" is a kind manner.

Get up slowly.

Stand in the pavilion.

He cupped his hands at the backs of Qian Renxue and the others.

Afterwards, holding onto the Flood Dragon Sword at his waist, he walked silently to Tiandou City ten miles away, as ordinary as a dragon diving into the sea.

Showers the night before.

Under the old tree outside the long pavilion.

A fallen leaf floats down slowly.

It landed on a small puddle that wasn't too deep.

The ripples slowly swayed, and with the wind, they were scattered all over the world.

The end of one turmoil often means the beginning of another turmoil. In this turmoil after another, even gods will be dragged into the water!
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