Douluo Continent: Mirror Dance Across the Sky, Shattering the Gods

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"Yao'er, what's wrong?" Ning Rongrong asked, puzzled, squinting as she looked ahead. "Do you know the people in that car?"

Zhu Zhuqing reacted even faster; who else could make Yao'er care so much about her image?

She covered her mouth in surprise, then immediately took out some simple face powder from her storage soul tool: "Yao'er, don't panic, quick, let me touch it up for you. He definitely won't mind."

"That's what I said"

But Dongfang Yao herself was extremely concerned!

The meaning of their conversation couldn't be clearer.

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened instantly, her voice filled with suppressed excitement as she whispered, "Could it be... could it be that he's the person Yao'er likes?"

"Shh!" Zhu Zhuqing held up a finger, signaling not to speak yet. "Rongrong, you can help too. Just make sure your makeup looks natural!"

“Oh, leave it to me! Yao’er, tighten your skirt a bit more, it will show off your figure better!” Ning Rongrong immediately chimed in.

Just as the three women were hiding behind everyone with their backs to them, secretly helping Dongfang Yao tidy up her appearance.

Directly ahead, three avant-garde supercars, with deep roars, came to a steady stop not far from the Shrek group.

The silver-gray car in the lead even executed a precise and beautiful drift to a stop, kicking up a cloud of dust and the sound of friction.

Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and Oscar stared wide-eyed, filled with envy.

Who the hell is this? Acting so pretentious??

Tang San, though equally envious, had his eyes fixed on the person who got out of the driver's seat.

Although the other person was wearing sunglasses, their striking silver-white hair gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

"Ah Jing, how did you park this car?" Wang Qiu'er jumped out of her orange sports car, took off her sunglasses, and walked to Dongfang Jing's side with a look of surprise. "After this is all over, can you teach me?"

Dongfang Jing smiled and nodded: "You mean drifting? No problem."

His gaze then shifted to the red supercar next to him.

The car door spun upwards, and a long, slender, perfectly curved, snow-white leg gracefully stepped out and landed on the ground.

Xue Di slowly stood up and gently brushed her long hair, which had fallen over her shoulders, behind her head.

She was wearing black sunglasses, which obscured part of her face.

But the nobility and aloofness that she exuded in every gesture were like that of an ice queen CEO who controlled everything and was worth trillions.

however,

When her gaze met that of the mannequin through her sunglasses, the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Can you teach me too? I think driving... um, is quite interesting."

Dongfang Jing readily agreed: "Okay."

"You're willing to teach Xue'er, so you can't leave me behind!" Hyotei lightly jumped down from the passenger seat, smiling with her eyes crinkling.

After leaving the far north, the group continued their journey.

Only during the night's rest did the group have the opportunity for in-depth conversation.

Although they had only known each other for less than half a month, the icy aloofness that the two emperors of ice and snow had initially displayed had already melted away considerably.

Their relationship has also grown closer without them even realizing it.

"Don't worry, Hyotei-senpai, I'll teach you too."

"Hey!" Hyotei immediately puffed out his cheeks, feigning displeasure. "That's going too far! It's like I'm some kind of old man!"

She stood with her hands on her hips, expressing her protest.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Jing inwardly wanted to complain.

Do you mean I have to guess your age, you little girl?

But reason told him that if he revealed his thoughts too obviously, he would definitely be taught a lesson by this Northern Heavenly King.

"Then what should I call you?"

Hyotei crossed his arms, a slender finger lightly tapping his chin, his eyes darting around as he pondered.

His gaze inadvertently swept over Ah Yin, who stood quietly to the side.

His eyes lit up immediately, and he had an idea.

"Just call us whatever you call Gintoki," Hyotei deliberately drawled, mimicking the affectionate way Brigitte usually addressed him: "Little—Mirror—ko? Hehehe~"

Hyotei laughed at themselves, and chuckled mischievously.

Dongfang Jing's lips twitched slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Bi Ji.

All that could be seen was that Brigitte's face was covered by a light veil, revealing her gentle and tender eyes.

But Dongfang Jing, who had spent five years with her, keenly sensed a subtle and barely perceptible low pressure beneath her gentle exterior.

Master seems a little unhappy.

He then looked at Ah Yin.

In fact, according to seniority and age, Dongfang Jing should address A Yin as "Auntie".

But what woman doesn't like to be called younger?

The nickname "Sister Ayin" is the best proof of this.

"Ahem," Dongfang Jing coughed lightly, deciding to end the topic quickly and decisively. "Alright, then I'll be more casual from now on."

He turned to Hyotei: "Hyou-nee."

"Uh..." Hyotei's expression froze.

It's true that you should call me "sister," but I didn't tell you to call me "Bing'er"! Isn't calling me "Sister Bing'er" a bit too intimate?

Dongfang Jing couldn't read minds, so how would he know what she was thinking?

Still following her own train of thought, she turned her gaze to the aloof and ethereal Snow Emperor.

Staring directly into Xue Di's eyes, his tone became slightly unnatural: "Sister Xue Xue'er."

The Snow Emperor didn't seem to care about this.

On the contrary, she found the title novel.

Although she adopted the Ice Bear King Xiaobai, Xiaobai also regarded her as his mother.

But ultimately, it was a relationship between an adoptive mother and an adoptive son.

As the absolute ruler of the far north ice plains, the natural pressure he exerts on all the far north soul beasts makes Xiaobai's behavior always carry a hint of awe, making it difficult for him to act like a real son and act spoiled towards his mother without any restraint.

At that moment, she heard Dongfang Jing call her Sister Xue'er.

A slight ripple stirred in the heart of this ice-elemental maiden, who was formed from the purest ice-elemental energy in the world and had been alone for hundreds of thousands of years without parents.

It seems like I've gained a human brother?

This younger brother is clearly fearless, treating her with affection yet respect.

Thinking of this, her sky-blue eyes flickered slightly.

He tried to speak, his clear voice carrying a hint of awkwardness: "Brother Jing?"

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“Jing’s younger brother? Hmm, younger brother.”

The last syllable of Xue Di fell.

As if an invisible pause button had been pressed, the air fell silent for a few seconds.

Dongfang Jing himself got goosebumps all over.

Oh my god! Mirror Brother, what a nickname!

The poet who came up with this title?

Oh right, Xue Di is really not a poet! But the contrast between her and others is too strong, isn't it?

But in reality, only Dongfang Jing himself felt that this nickname was particularly sarcastic.

Others, such as Biji, Ayin, and Wang Qiu'er, were simply surprised that the seemingly cold and aloof Snow Emperor would use such an intimate term of address, rather than feeling that there was anything wrong with "Jing Didi" in itself.

After all, Dongfang Jing already calls Xue'er "Sister," so what else could he be but a younger brother?

Hyotei also thought it made perfect sense logically.

So, does that mean I'll be this kid's older sister from now on?

Hey, thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem so bad!

“Uh, Sister Xue’er,” Dongfang Jing tried to organize his thoughts and salvage the situation, “In the human world, older sisters usually don’t call their younger brothers by their full names, but rather by their given names or nicknames.”

He hoped to persuade the other party to change their mind.

After a moment's thought, Xue Di nodded: "Then Bing'er and I will decide based on our mood. We can call you 'little brother' or 'little mirror'."

"Uh-huh." Dongfang Jing looked at Xue Di's calm and unwavering eyes, knowing that resistance was futile, and could only resign himself to giving up the struggle.

It seems this new identity will be a constant companion.

A clear cough broke the delicate atmosphere.

Biji had somehow stepped between Dongfang Jing and the Ice and Snow Emperors, a warm smile on her face, her gaze sweeping over them: "Gentlemen, have you finished discussing the issue of titles? It's more important to get down to business quickly, lest we keep others waiting."

The Snow Empress and the Ice Empress gave a soft "hmm," agreeing that what they said made sense.

He then turned around and put the red supercar into his storage soul tool.

Looking at Brigitte's profile,

The tacit understanding cultivated over five years allowed Dongfang Jing to clearly sense that his master's emotions at this moment were subtly different from usual.

“That master, I…” he tried to speak.

“Shh,” Brigitte said, gently pressing her index finger to Dongfang Jing’s lips, interrupting him.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow beneath them, and said in a very low voice, "No need to explain, I understand."

Do you understand? Understand what?

Dongfang Jing felt lost.