Douluo: Fallen Fallen

Not to mention how Qingyi Square and Tianxiang Pavilion make money, at Wuhun Academy, Ying Qingxi has already approached Xing Wei, the dean of the inner academy.

"You want to go out for training?" Xing Fei's voice doubled because of shock.

Ying Qingxi rubbed her ears, wondering why Xing Fei had such a loud voice. Do high-level soul masters have loud voices?

"Yes, I hope the dean will allow it."

Xing Fei thought for a while and nodded, "I can allow you to go out for training, but..."

"The teacher has agreed."

Xing Fei was speechless. Ying Qingxi had not gone out before, but she had always been in Wuhun City or back to her original village to pay homage to her father.

But going out for experience is different, and if Ying Qingxi is from the food system, what kind of experience can she get?

But since Pope Bibi Dong agreed, Xing Biao naturally had nothing to say. Since Bibi Dong agreed, there was no doubt that he would have to send someone to secretly protect Ying Qingxi.

Xing Fei thought about it for a moment and said, "As usual, let Teacher Ling and Teacher Xin follow you."

Ying Qingxi did not refuse. It was impossible for Wuhun Palace to really let her go out to commit suicide. Someone would definitely be watching.

If it weren't for the fact that all the Titled Douluo had something to do and were temporarily unable to work, Bibi Dong would have asked Yue Guan to protect her at all times without Yue Guan coming out on his own.

Teacher Ling and Teacher Xin in Xing Bi's mouth were called Ling Hua and Xin Hai respectively. They were both Soul Saint level teachers. Usually when Ying Qingxi went to pay homage to her father, these two teachers would accompany her and protect her. (This is not pictured, it doesn’t matter whether you understand it or not)

But usually it’s just a round trip, but this time I have to stay at the foreign minister.

It was said that she was going out to practice, but in fact, Ying Qingxi had already practiced with Hu Liena and the others in many places.

This time I went out just to relax and see more of other places.

After all, apart from practicing everywhere, Ying Qingxi had hardly visited any city other than Wuhun City.

……

Last night, Ying Qingxi had a dream. In her dream, she went back to the night when the fire started and the evil people massacred the village.

"What a beautiful look, such fear, such hatred. Hahahaha"

The man in black robe smiled evilly, "Don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame Shrek Academy. If they hadn't raised the bandits to respect themselves, maybe your grandfather would still be alive?"

He clenched his fists, and his eyes became more resentful.

As if he was happy to see such eyes, the man in black robe continued to chatter.

"Oh my, the Spirit Hall of 1 years ago, what a long history, hehehehe, if it weren't for the so-called Shrek Seven Monsters, how could we have the paradise we have now? Be angry, be fearful, be jealous."

"The angrier you are! The more afraid you are! The more jealous you are! The more delicious you are!"

"Shrek!" The voice of the man in black robe suddenly became angry, "I, the Church of Killing, will let you know how stupid your idea of ​​raising bandits to respect yourself is!"

"It was lightly scratched on the shoulder, but there was no blood spurting out, and a thin arm was broken at the shoulder level.

The man in black robe sniffed carefully, "Delicious fear, delicious anger! It's so delicious!"

Click, click.

……

Notting City.

Returning here again, Ying Qingxi sighed.

After meeting several familiar teachers from Notting College, under their respectful gazes, Ying Qingxi could only sigh in her heart, "There is a sadly thick barrier between us."

Su Yuntao seemed to be living a happy life in the Wuhun branch of Notting City. He also got married to a female soul master named Sisi. An old man named Master Matthew Nuo was their witness.

Apart from this, there are no familiar people in Notting City.

Heading from Notting City to the old site of the small village, a new village has been built here, which seems to have escaped from other places and is called Yangcun.

There have been no other evil soul masters making trouble in the past few years, so Yangcun is quite safe here.

It's still the original back hill, with rows of graves as if they were newly erected, without any overgrown weeds.

Ying Qingxi took out two cups from the storage soul guide and placed them in front of a grave bag.

There is no biography engraved on the tombstone, nor the dates of birth and death.

"Wu Qingqing's husband, Ying Qingxi's father, Ying Suisheng's tomb."

"Dad, I've grown up."

Ying Qingxi poured different wine into two glasses.

"As usual, the left is what you usually drink, and the right is the wine from the city. This time I bought it in Notting City."

Ying Suisheng likes to drink, but that's not wrong. The rice wine he drinks most often is the rice wine brewed in the village. His favorite wine is the wine from Notting City because he has never been to the outside world.

Ever since Ying Qingxi was born, Ying Suisheng has quit smoking.

"Now I am about to become a soul master."

Becoming a great soul master is already the most extravagant existence that Ying Suisheng can hope for.

"In two years' time, I will represent Wuhundian Academy in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition."

"Do you know what this game is?"

"On the biggest stage, academies and soul masters from the entire continent, they are all the best geniuses in their respective academies, will fight for souls there. Show their style there."

"..."

"Dad... there is a song that I want to sing to you."

Ying Qingxi thought of the big face she saw when she first opened her eyes, and subconsciously waved her little hand across it.

Because he was just born, he had little strength, could not control his body, and had almost no strength.

Ying Sui laughed and said to the woman on the bed: "Qing'er, look, she is touching me!"

"This is my daughter...she looks like you. She will be as good-looking as you in the future."

After her thoughts turned around, Ying Qingxi spoke softly.

“When I was little, you gently patted me into sleep.

Let me understand that the secret of dreams is smile.

When I was a child, you made me rely on thunder and lightning.

Let me rush, you are always beside me and never relax at all. "

Ying Qingxi has been withdrawn since she was a child. She doesn't play much with other children and doesn't like crying.

Although he was very obedient, this obedience made both Ying Suisheng and Wu Qingqing a little worried.

"Qing'er, don't worry, our daughter will be absolutely fine."

"Lulu, lulu~" Ying Qingxi made a face as he said it. Whether he was laughing or crying, Ying Qingxi had no reaction at all.

There seems to be something wrong with this baby.

"Wow~Wow~"

The first time she slept, my daughter finally looked like a normal baby.

But why are her hands shaking?

"Don't cry, don't cry, daddy is here."

Wu Qingqing was in poor health, so Ying Suisheng hugged Ying Qingxi, and the couple coaxed her for half the night.

“When I was little, I didn’t have to wait for your love.

When I was a child, I liked to be in a daze next to you.

As a child, I didn’t have to face the future.

At that time, my father's love was wonderful. "

"Xiao Xi, what are you looking at?"

Ying Suisheng moved a small chair and sat next to Ying Qingxi.

Ying Qingxi didn't speak, and Ying Suisheng didn't force anything.

In the evening, Ying Qingxi woke up from her sleep. She didn't know when she had fallen asleep.

Ying Suisheng supported her with his body. He remained motionless and seemed to be asleep.

At night, Ying Qingxi saw Ying Suisheng quietly hammering her back in the backyard.

"...When will I have your love again..."

Piece by piece, piece by piece, we regain old memories, every bit is love.

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