Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Qian Renxue opened her eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She turned her head and looked at Ling Feng.

"Xiao Feng, I also have a Martial Soul True Body now."

Ling Feng looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I know."

Qian Renxue walked up to him, looked at his pale face and weak breath, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

"You've been standing here for four hours?"

Ling Feng nodded.

"Ah."

Qian Renxue's eyes reddened.

Aren't you afraid your body won't be able to handle it?

Ling Feng shook his head.

"You are more important than my body."

Qian Renxue's tears finally fell.

She hugged Ling Feng tightly.

"fool."

Ling Feng neither pushed her away nor said anything.

He just stood there and let her hug him.

Inside the offering hall, golden sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows, illuminating the two people.

Their shadows intertwined, indistinguishable from one another.

Qian Daoliu stood at a distance, watching this scene, a slight smile playing on his lips.

His eyes reddened, but he held back his tears.

"it is good."

His voice was very soft, “Good boy.”

The angel statue stood silent in the candlelight, its face both compassionate and majestic.

The corners of the statue's mouth seem to be slightly upturned, as if it is smiling.

Qian Renxue has successfully condensed the seventh soul ring of the Angel God.

But eight more tests await her. She doesn't know what those tests are, or how difficult they are.

But she wasn't afraid, because Ling Feng was by her side.

Jin Chen stood at the entrance of the offering hall, looking at Ling Feng and Qian Renxue embracing each other, and scratched his head.

"Boss, Sister Xue'er, have you hugged enough?"

I'm still here.

Qian Renxue released Ling Feng and glared at Jin Chen.

When did you arrive?

Jin Chen said, looking aggrieved, "I've always been here."

Qian Renxue blushed, turned her head away, and refused to look at Jin Chen.

Ling Feng looked at Jin Chen, his gaze calm.

"you can go now."

Jin Chen's eyes widened: "Why?"

Ling Feng did not answer.

Looking into Ling Feng's eyes, Jin Chen suddenly understood something and quickly turned and ran.

"I'm leaving! I'm leaving!"

You guys continue!

Qian Renxue's face turned even redder.

Ling Feng looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Your face is very red.

Qian Renxue glared at him.

"Shut up."

Ling Feng didn't shut up.

"How long can your Martial Soul True Body last?"

Qian Renxue thought for a moment.

"Thirty breaths."

Ling Feng nodded.

"Same as me."

Qian Renxue looked at him.

"Your true form as the Dark Dragon King is also only thirty breaths?"

Ling Feng nodded.

"Thirty breaths is enough."

Qian Renxue nodded as well.

"enough."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The smile was faint, but genuine.

Outside the Hall of Offerings, the setting sun bathed the entire Martial Soul City in gold.

Qian Renxue stood by the window, watching the sunset outside.

Behind her, golden wings of light slowly unfolded, shimmering in the setting sun.

Ling Feng stood beside her, looking at her profile.

The setting sun shone on her face, illuminating her long golden hair, golden eyes, and golden wings.

She was as beautiful as a painting, as beautiful as a poem, as beautiful as a piece of music.

"Little Wind".

Qian Renxue spoke, her voice very soft.

"Ah."

"Do you think I can become an angel god?"

Ling Feng looked at her, his gaze calm.

"can."

Qian Renxue turned her head and looked at him.

"how do you know?"

Ling Feng thought for a moment.

"Because you are no worse than anyone else."

Qian Renxue smiled.

That smile was as radiant as the setting sun, dispelling all the gloom in the hall.

She turned her head and looked at the sunset outside the window.

As the sun sets, the outline of Wuhun City appears and disappears in the golden light.

She looked at the city, the houses, the streets, and the people.

An unprecedented sense of mission welled up in her heart.

She wants to become strong enough to protect this city, strong enough to protect the people, strong enough to protect everyone she loves.

She clenched her fist, and golden light shimmered in her palm.

"Little Wind, I will become an angel god."

Ling Feng looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I know."

Wuhun City, the ancient family mansion.

The morning sunlight streamed into the courtyard through the window, and a few sparrows chirped on the wall.

Ling Feng stood under the eaves, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, his gaze falling on the small figures in the courtyard.

Chapter 144 Protecting the Way

Hu Liena, with a red hairband and dressed in a neat outfit, was practicing her movements in the courtyard.

Her martial soul is a fox spirit, with innate soul power at level nine. Now, at the age of seven, she is already a level twenty-eight Great Soul Master.

She moved with incredible speed, her figure like a red lightning bolt, weaving through the courtyard. Each step she took landed precisely on the cracks in the bluestone slabs, without making a sound.

Xie Yue stood on the other side of the courtyard, holding two moon blades in his hands. His martial soul was the same as his sister's, and his innate soul power was also level nine. He was now also a level twenty-eight Great Soul Master.

His moon blade gleamed coldly in the sunlight, each swing accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound.

His movements were more composed and restrained than Hu Liena's, like a knife hidden in its sheath.