Douluo: I love Qian Renxue alone, but I can kill with nine swords in a box!

Chapter 88: Heartbroken by lovesickness, we finally recognize each other!

"This...is this Phoenix-headed hairpin?"

Qian Renxue looked at the exquisite hairpin in front of her, her eyes full of confusion.

Of course she recognized what it was. It was the hairpin she asked for from the man in the tavern three years ago.

I heard from the man that this was a token of love that the other party planned to use to marry his wife.

For this reason, she was filled with joy at that time.

He attached great importance to this hairpin and kept it close to him at all times, never leaving it somewhere else.

But what confused her now was not the life experience of this hairpin.

But...how could a hairpin made by an ordinary person block such a blow that could threaten a titled Douluo?

He saved her life at this critical moment.

"What secret do you have..."

Muttering silently in her mouth, Qian Renxue seemed to have forgotten the powerful enemy that was still right in front of her.

The jade arms like snow lotus roots slowly stretched out, trembling, wanting to touch the wind-headed hairpin in mid-air, but they were afraid that the thing in front of them would change.

A cold touch came, and without any accident, she got her wish and placed her hand on the ruby ​​that was about to break.

But just when she breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to take Chai Zi back into her arms again.

Suddenly, with a "bang" sound, the crumbling ruby ​​finally broke into pieces out of thin air.

"no, do not want!"

The beautifully carved ruby ​​was destroyed, and Qian Renxue felt a sudden pain in her heart as if she was being pinched by a knife.

She desperately stretched out her other hand and caught as much of the flying debris as possible.

The red powder piled up into a small slope in the center of the palm, but with just a gust of breeze, it turned into red dust again and spread to the earth.

"..."

This time, Qian Renxue did not speak, but her palms were still open like that.

Looking at the direction where the red dust was flying away, she felt as if her heart was tightly grabbed by a giant hand, and she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe for even a minute.

But the next moment, another sudden breath suddenly caught her attention.

I saw a strand of gold thread hanging slowly under the beak of the phoenix-shouchai.

The end of the ruby ​​that was originally connected to it suddenly appeared an extremely red stamen.

Under Qian Renxue's incredible gaze, this flower stamen was able to grow in the wind just like the clear whirling wind.

In just the blink of an eye, what was hanging in the air turned into a delicate and bright red flower.

"This...this is lovesickness red!"

In Qian Renxue's mind, she unconsciously recalled what she had read in the book of fairy herbs.

It is also the chapter that has the most profound impression in my memory.

……

A long time ago, there was a young man who was indifferent by nature and loved to plant flowers and trees. His garden was full of green lotus and lotus roots, in a thousand colors of purple and red.

Normally, when flowers fall and turn red, I feel infinitely sad. I must sweep up the flower pieces, dig the ground to bury them, and weep again and again.

As the saying goes, love moves heaven and earth. A young man’s love for flowers and good products moved the flower fairies in the sky.

In private, they got married to him in the mortal world, and they had a happy life.

Unexpectedly, the God of Heaven was very angry when he learned about this, and ordered the Flower Fairy to be transferred back to the God Realm because immortals and mortals could not be compatible.

Since then, the young man has lost his lover and has been sighing and depressed all day long.

Flower arrangements were abandoned, so the walls collapsed, the flowers and trees faded, and the garden became desolate.

One day, a white-haired old man came and told him that his beloved white peony in the garden was the incarnation of his beloved wife.

As long as the flowers are destroyed, the flower fairy will lose his immortal body and be banished to the mortal world to remarry with him, but he must not destroy the flowers.

After saying this, he turned into a gust of breeze and went away. The young man suddenly realized that he deeply regretted that he had treated the flowers poorly.

Although he loved his wife very much, he couldn't bear to burn the peonies, so he loved her even more.

So he cried to the flowers day and night, his tears dried up and his heart broke, and he died heartbroken by lovesickness.

When he was dying, he bled on the petals.

The peony flower suddenly turned into grass, and the white petals were dyed with red threads made from the hard work of young people...hence the name...lovesickness...heartbroken red...

……

"Acacia heartbroken red... Immortal herb, divine treasure, has the power to bring life and death, flesh and bones..."

"If you want to pick it, you need to think of the person you love most sincerely and pour a mouthful of your heart's blood on the petals..."

The more Qian Renxue murmured, the more doubtful she became in her heart. Where did Qin Shiyuan, a mortal, come from the color of lovesickness?

Until she read out the last two sentences on the page...

"Acacia Heartbroken Red is the king of flowers that grows in the eyes of ice and fire. It is the most precious one among countless immortal grasses."

"Together with Qiluo tulip, eight-petal fairy orchid and other nine fairy herbs, it is also called..."

Speaking of this, Qian Renxue seemed to have thought of something, and finally noticed something strange in her words.

Her expression was dull, her delicate body was trembling, and she spat out the last half of the sentence unconsciously.

"Also known as... the eyes of ice and fire... the ten immortal grasses!"

After the words fell, there was also a snow-white figure on the horizon.

"Xue'er..."

"Sorry, I'm... late..."

A soft call sounded from the junction of heaven and earth, which seemed to contain thousands of thoughts.

When Qian Renxue heard this familiar voice, her delicate body trembled and she looked up stiffly.

Under the warm sun that spread all over the earth, she saw the figure that made her think about it day and night... just like that, it came into view...

"Qin Shiyuan...Qin Jianjiu..."

"I, I should have thought of it earlier..."

Her eyes gradually turned red, and the fluorescence kept flashing in the corners of her eyes, more and more...

Until... it became blurry, and her vision towards that figure...

But even so, her gaze still didn't deflect even a little bit.

At this moment, it seems that the surrounding time and space have quietly stopped.

Only her...and him in her eyes were left.

A resentful lament, with a faint cry, squeezed out of Qian Renxue's throat.

The tears in the corners of her eyes could not be stopped.

Like broken pearls, they scattered to the earth.

"Shi Yuan... you hid it from me... it was so hard to hide it from me..."

Looking at Qian Renxue's already red eyes, Qin Shiyuan felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"Xue'er..."

As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming giant hammer suddenly slammed down on the two of them above his head.

"A mere soul saint! If you dare to hurt my son, you must die!"

An imposing figure appeared in mid-air at some point.

The person who came was Tang Hao who hurried here after seeing the distress signal sent by Tang San.

"Father!"

Seeing Tang Hao's figure, the inexplicable tension in Tang San's heart suddenly relaxed.

He didn't know why he was nervous, but he saw the handsome man in white robe.

But I don't know why, but there is always a touch of familiarity and fear lingering in my heart.

It was obvious that he had never seen this unfamiliar face before...

"Tang Hao, you are looking for death!"

The smoke dispersed, and a cold voice sounded that did not conceal his anger at all.

At this time, Tang Hao was extremely surprised to find that his Clear Sky Hammer... could no longer suppress the force even half a point!

(End of this chapter)