No matter how dull the atmosphere in the Heaven Dou Palace was, it did not affect the prosperity of Tian's market at all. There was still a constant flow of traffic.
How could the passing of the aloof Xue Ye affect these ordinary people? Whether the empire wins in the end or Spirit Hall wins the final victory, it really doesn't matter to them, it's just a different ruler!
"It's really a bustling scene. This is the first time I've seen it!" Qian Renxue walked side by side with Madara, looking at the bustling crowd with a bit of novelty, and the purity of a girl was rarely revealed in his pale golden eyes.
"You have been in Heaven Dou City for so many years and have never been here once?" Madara was a little puzzled, so he asked bluntly and doubtfully.
"I used to be Xue Qinghe, the eldest prince. I usually stayed in the palace or the prince's residence. No one had ever accompanied me to such a lively market!" Qian Renxue, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, still showed a hint of loneliness, and said with a forced smile.
yes! Regardless of whether Qian Renxue is Heaven Dou Empire's eldest prince or Spirit Hall's saint, her superior status will never be allowed to come to the mortal world.
It can be said that Qian Renxue has no childhood! This experience is very similar to Madara who started fighting life and death on the battlefield at the age of six! It's just that one is on the battlefield where blood is raining Bloodwind, and the other is on the silent battlefield where there is no smoke of gunpowder.
This may be why Madara was able to understand Qian Renxue at that time! We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other before?
"Can you tell me how you lived when you were a child? I'm also very curious!" Qian Renxue seemed to have let go of his nature, with a flower-like smile on his face, not hiding his curiosity.
Qian Renxue is really curious about what kind of environment can cultivate such a monster.
"I have been fighting since I was six years old. Training between life and death is naturally better than flowers in a greenhouse!" Madara said in an understatement with a hint of matter-of-factness.
"Then have you ever experienced the pain of being separated from your loved ones?" Qian Renxue thought of his father whom he had never met and his kind grandfather who always loved and cared for her with a smile. He even thought of the woman with a snake-like heart. She couldn't help but tighten her clothes. The golden light in her eyes became increasingly dim, as if there was an invisible dark fog brewing in it.
It was because that woman sent herself to the Heaven Dou Empire to carry out this damn plan. She should obviously have a happy home, but she didn't receive any nourishment from family affection.
Originally, Qian Renxue thought that Madara would not understand how he felt, because Madara had relatives like his younger brother and father who were worthy of his protection, and would never understand how he felt like a wandering child hiding in a secluded corner, casting envious or even jealous glances at his peers who were acting coquettishly in the arms of their parents.
However, in her astonished eyes, Madara nodded slowly and heavily, and the look of memories in his eyes did not look like a fake at all compared to the gloom that was visible to the naked eye.
"I can also understand the heart-breaking feeling! My brother Izuna died in my arms and I couldn't do anything. I still had to shake hands with my enemies and make peace. I had to suppress my hatred in front of the overall situation!" When Madara said this, the murderous aura in his body erupted, making the crowd around him feel a cold chill and unconsciously stepped aside. His voice sounded as if it was coming from hell.
Although there was no such description in the information that Qian Renxue had investigated, but seeing the pain and resentment in the man's eyes, Qian Renxue believed that what Madara said must be true.
"Everything is over!" Qian Renxue leaned over subconsciously, hugged one of Madara's arms, and comforted softly with stars shining in his eyes.
There has never been a person who experienced such a similar experience to Qian Renxue like Madara, as if the two of them were just two copies of the same thing.
Madara didn't know why he said so much. He usually kept the words he kept in his heart and never told them to Tang Hao and Tang San, but recently he poured them out without reservation, just because of the feeling that he had met the same kind of people.
Madara and Qian Renxue are so similar, the same young genius with unimaginable sweat flowing behind his back, the same like a lonely injured beast stubbornly not showing his flaws.
"Come shopping with me! As promised in advance, I don't have money to pay the bill!" Qian Renxue joked with a trace of the playful girlishness on her pretty face.
"Uchiha Madara, you are really a mysterious person!" Qian Renxue looked at the still stern cheek with starlight in his eyes. Such an idea flashed through his mind, and the jade arm that originally held Madara's arm moved away without leaving a trace.
However, this scene fell into the eyes of others and seemed extremely dazzling.
"I must have read it correctly just now, right?" Shui Bing'er looked at the two figures expressionlessly, and asked Huo Wu next to him without looking back in a calm tone.
"No!" Huo Wu, who has always had a fiery personality, answered very unconfidently at this moment. A woman's sixth sense dared to tell her that the current Shui Bing'er was a powder keg that could ignite at any moment.
"How brave you are! You actually grabbed Ninjutsu Sect's head! Let's go!" Only then did Huo Wu suddenly realize what he should do now. He was so angry that he grabbed Shui Bing'er's wrist and rushed forward.
"Hey! Who are you? Why are you shopping with our Ninjutsu Sect sect leader?" Huo Wu bared his teeth at Qian Renxue with a fierce threat in his eyes.
Shui Bing'er, who was originally the most rational person, did not stop when he saw this scene. He just stood there in a daze and stared at the two of them, with a clear look of loneliness, jealousy and jealousy in his eyes.
Seeing that Huo Wu was so disrespectful to him, or perhaps for other indescribable reasons, Qian Renxue did not explain but opened his lips lightly, and said provocatively with a half-smile, "Oh? Little sister, I remember your name is Huo Wu, right? Others may be like you, but obviously I won't!"
Huo Wu just wanted to say something, but Qian Renxue no longer concealed his aura that belonged exclusively to Soul Douluo, sweeping towards Huo Wu like a tidal wave.
The tyrannical aura was like a heavy burden pressing on Huo Wu's shoulders, making it even harder for her to breathe. Her face was ugly, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She knew that she had hit a brick wall this time, so Huo Wu turned to Madara who was watching the show for help, because she knew very well how protective her sect leader was.
However, what disappointed her was that Madara actually watched this scene with great interest and had no intention of taking action. His eyes seemed to be expecting something.
Until...
"What a coincidence, I don't do this either!" came Shui Bing'er's voice as cold as ice.