Douluo: Emperor of Light

Chapter 130 Happy, smiling face

"Brother Qingyang, this compliment is not sincere at all. Even if my soul power surpasses yours, it is useless. This comparison is completely meaningless..."

Qingli muttered, feeling very discouraged.

My elder brother is the master of the Douluo Palace, his strength is unfathomable, even breaking through the standards for judging strength on the mainland, the level of a soul master cannot be judged on him at all.

Even if his soul power surpassed his elder brother's, he was still inferior to him in other areas. What he said was not a compliment at all to him.

"Okay, okay, my little Qingli, don't pay attention to this kind of thing, it's rare to take you out today, just to go to the city to have fun, isn't this what you've been looking forward to?"

The smile on Qingyang's face remained undiminished, this lovely girl always brought him warmth.

Qingli quickly nodded her head, for fear that Qingyang would repent.

She quickly looked around, wanting to find something interesting, she took Qingyang to play together, let the other party get involved, and completely gave up other thoughts.

At this time, her eyes lit up, and her gaze was fixed on the front.

There, there is a very well-green roadside park full of green grass and small trees, and there is a miniature flat land that is deliberately vacant and separated by wide wooden railings.

Using a small amount of materials on the flat ground, a very simple but exquisite wooden swing was built.

Minimal iron fixtures followed by long thin birch sticks formed the base of the swing.

Two white cables are connected in series with exquisite wooden boards, and there are light green square wooden stakes isolated next to it. The deliberately designed simple collocation gives this swing a dreamlike feeling.

It contrasts unexpectedly harmoniously with this green park, without any deliberate ingenuity.

Even if Qingyang sees this excellent place, he is still inspired to lose his childlike innocence, so it's no wonder that Qingli stares at this place tightly.

"What? Want to try it?"

Qingli nodded her head vigorously, with obvious longing on her small face.

After Qingyang let go gently with a smile, she stopped for two seconds, and immediately trotted across with her hands open, with a smile on her face.

After climbing onto the swing, she shook it vigorously, and her small body was immediately carried high into the sky, and then quickly fell back in a short time.

This simple but unexpectedly intoxicating happiness made Qingli laugh out loud and clear.

Qingyang stood in the distance, looking at Qingli's smiling face, feeling the happiness of the other party, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

The next moment, seeing Qingli stop, and waving his little hand at him with a smile on his face, he didn't stop there, and walked over slowly.

Coming behind Qingli who was sitting on the swing, Qingyang caught her small figure, and then, amidst her clearer and more melodious cheers, pushed her out with just the right strength.

Over and over again, I didn't feel boring or tired at all. For a while, this place that seemed very ordinary in Wuhun City was full of laughter and laughter.

Looking at the figure on the swing, Qingyang's heart seemed to be touched, and he was a little dazed for a while.

"Brother, why stop, hurry up, I want more!"

Qingli's coquettish voice interrupted his thoughts, Qingyang withdrew his mind, shook his head helplessly and laughed, put down other thoughts in his mind, and completely devoted himself to this relaxation.

Suddenly, this extremely harmonious and enjoyable scene was staged again in this inconspicuous place.

A painter who happened to see all this was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly took out his brush to record this warm scene.

The painter is fully concentrated, and with only a few strokes, the charm has been drawn. A great painting destined to be of extraordinary significance is born at this moment.

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After a long time, or not too long, they finally let go of the swing.

The joy just now hadn't dissipated yet, and Qingli still had a cheerful smile that was not exhausted.

Under her influence, Qingyang's face softened a lot, and the faint smile never faded away.

"Brother, brother, let's go over there, there is a bunker!"

Qingli pointed to the place beside her with a crisp voice full of expectation.

On this flat land among the lush gardens, there are several blue square stone piers standing at the four corners of the flat land, surrounding a sand pit.

The bunker uses something similar to cement to form a stone wall about one decimeter high, presenting a square shape, surrounding the bunker.

It's just a bunker, but the sand inside is not yellow sand, but soft taupe soil.

"I brought some tools. Since Qingli wants to go, let's go."

Qingyang took out a small bucket from the space soul guide on his ring finger, which was filled with water and a small shovel was also placed in it.

With a cheer, Qingli trotted over first and jumped into the sandpit. Afterwards, Qingyang followed her slowly with tools in hand.

When Qingyang also came here, Qingli couldn't wait, took out a small shovel, and dug in the sand.

Seeing her serious appearance, Qingyang scratched his head for a rare time, then let go of his reserve and status, and sat down in the sand.

When he went out, he didn't wear the platinum robe that symbolized his identity and status, so he didn't have to care about his identity.

Qingyang squeezed a handful of soil from the ground, the soft and moist feeling told him that this is an excellent modeling material.

After pouring a small amount of water, the soil is already like plasticine. Let him knead it, and the tight adhesiveness ensures that the kneaded items will not fall apart.

What the children imagine in their hearts can be created by themselves at this moment.

"Brother, I want to build a castle!"

Holding the small shovel, Qing Li was full of interest.

"Big and beautiful, just like the one in the Pope's Palace, a beautiful castle!"

He stretched out his hands and gestured, then wiped his face, and immediately a piece of dirt was stained on it.

Qingli still didn't realize it, and was digging the soil full of motivation, as if she was moving towards her goal, full of expectations.

Qingyang nodded with a smile, stretched out his hand to wipe off the dirt on her left face, leaving a small amount of dust.

"Qingli is going to work harder, let my brother help you too."

"Hmm, thank you brother!"

Qing Li nodded her head vigorously, and after digging out the soil, she put the shovel aside, squatted on the soil, and squeezed out the castle she imagined with her own hands.

As if sensing Qingyang's gaze on her, Qingli raised her head and looked over, and then showed a big smile.

Covering a ball of dirt that was squeezed into a ball with both hands, he raised it high and signaled to Qingyang:
"Brother is the best!"

Qingyang was amazed by her smile, and subconsciously paused in the movements of her hands.

At this moment, he seemed to understand what he had been pursuing all along, and knew his real goal.

It is precisely because of the sincere smile that is more like Qingli, that he can never turn back, and even go forward.

(End of this chapter)