Douluo: I am the Master

The night at Qibao Glazed Sect is beautiful, with a bright moon in the sky and stars dotting the dark blue sky.

The surrounding lights are bright, this is simply the city that never sleeps in Douluo Continent.

Beautiful scenery, more beautiful people!

"Xiaogang, leave Xue'er to mother and let them be together. Is it really okay?" Bibi Dong lay in Yu Xiaogang's arms and drew circles on his chest with her fingers.

Yu Xiaogang gently held Bibi Dong's chin with his right hand, and gently lifted her pretty face that was blushing slightly, so that her spring-filled eyes could look into his.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me, such a beautiful moment, if I don't do something with the beautiful woman in front of me, wouldn't I be very sorry to myself who has been holding back for two or three years?

"How about... how about we drink some wine first?" Bibi Dong gently pressed Yu Xiaogang's lips with her delicate jade fingers and said with a shy face.

Looking at such a beautiful woman in front of him, Yu Xiaogang felt that his throat was particularly dry and he swallowed unconsciously.

"Okay!" After Yu Xiaogang said this, he touched his right hand in front of the bed, and a square table carved with gold wire wood appeared beside the bed.

With a wave of his backhand, several plates of side dishes and a jar of fruit wine appeared on the table.

There is also a wine pot and a moonlit cup made of warm jade.

Yu Xiaogang picked up the fruit wine and slowly poured it into the cup. Under the moonlight, the passion fruit wine poured into the cup exudes a soft light yellow shimmer.

The two of them exchanged glasses of wine and looked at each other. None of the side dishes on the table was touched, but a large jar of fruit wine had already entered their stomachs.

Bibi Dong's already slightly red face became even more rosy with half a jar of fruit wine in her belly.

"Husband, we..."

Having said this, Bibi Dong really didn't have the courage to say the following words.

Yu Xiaogang waved his hand, and all the food, drinks, and tables that had appeared before disappeared.

In the room, all the candles were extinguished, and the bed curtains slowly blocked the two figures.

.......

Today's Qibao Glazed Sect is particularly festive and lively, with two newcomers standing in the lobby.

Ning Fengzhi, who was wearing the groom's formal attire, proudly pulled the hijab-covered bride standing next to her, thinking of experiencing that wonderful and unforgettable sport for the first time last night. Ning Fengzhi felt extremely excited when he thought about the battle at night.

Haha, finally stood up for once. You bully me every time. Last night, Han Yan begged for mercy again and again. For the first time, Han Yan was like a docile little lamb, lying quietly in his arms.

As for Ning Zhiyuan, who is sitting on the main seat, his old face has been smiling since he got up in the morning, and he has not closed his mouth until now.

Looking at the newlyweds in the lobby, Ning Zhiyuan's mind was filled with scenes of him holding his child in the future.

Haha, now, I finally stand up in front of these two old guys.

At this moment, Ning Zhiyuan was extremely proud.

The wedding went smoothly and ended quickly. The maid took the bride Han Yan to the bride's new room.

And Ning Fengzhi's retribution came, and before he could sneak away, two big hands fell on his shoulders.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the owners of the two hands behind him with a mournful expression. One was Tang Hao with a smile on his face, and the other was Gu Canying with malicious intentions.

"What? Groom, what are you doing?" Tang Hao said with a slight smile.

"Brother Hao, um, I'll go, I'll go to the toilet." Ning Fengzhi suddenly felt that his retribution in this world was coming, tell me why you were so mean in the first place.

Okay now, it's your turn. Tang Hao was a little better. In any case, Tang Xiao was his eldest brother. In the end, it was Tang Xiao who stopped drinking for him.

What about yourself? What the heck, I have only one seedling in my family. Not to mention Yu Xiaogang and his brothers, even Tang Hao would not let him go.

You don't need to pay attention to that guy Gu Canying, he only downs the bowl after three bowls. But those four wine jars, as soon as Ning Fengzhi saw the smiles on their faces, his calves kept trembling.

......

Wuhun Palace, in the Pope Palace.

A trace of milk flowed from the corner of Qian Nianhua's mouth, and she sucked it back.

"Hua'er, father took Ying'er out to find a new inheritance." Qian Xunji looked at Qian Nianhua who was kneeling under him with affectionate eyes and said softly.

"I know, Master." When Qian Nianhua heard Qian Xunji's words, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a wicked smile.

"Then, it's our time, Master." Qian Nianhua said, stretched out her jade hand, pushed Qian Xunji directly onto the Pope's chair, and rode on it.

Qian Xunji, who was half lying on the Pope's chair, gently stretched out his right hand, touched Qian Nianhua's pretty face, and said softly: "Hua, help me leave an heir!"

"Master, what do you think you said? Isn't the slave family always yours? You can do whatever you want to others, isn't the slave family at your mercy..."

Qian Xunji looked at the extremely charming Qian Nianhua in front of him. Hearing what she said, he didn't say anything, but smiled softly.

Then, moving and wonderful music came from the Pope's Palace, rising and falling.

Half an hour later, Qian Xunji held Qian Nianhua in his arms and whispered in her ear: "This time, just suck me dry!"

Qian Nianhua, who was originally charming, suddenly widened her pupils when she heard Qian Xunji's words.

Qian Xunji saw Qian Nianhua like this, smiled softly at her, and touched Qian Nianhua's hair tenderly and dotingly: "Actually, there are some things that I have known for a long time."

After saying this, Qian Xunji paused slightly and fell into deep thought.

Qian Nianhua's eyes flashed with murderous intent and a trace of inexplicable emotion.

"Now, I am no different from a useless person. Apart from having the strength of a titled Douluo level, from now on, I will never be able to reach level 95 or above for the rest of my life." Qian Xunji said this, looking at Qian Nianhua affectionately. : "Qianjia's inherited god of angels has disappeared, so my father took Ying'er to travel across the continent in search of a new inherited god."

"Not even my father has noticed the aura of God in you. If I guess correctly, you have obtained a new divine position. A divine position that I don't know and don't understand." After saying this, Qian Xunji smiled slightly again He paused, looked at Qian Nianhua and said: "I feel a trace of alluring evil in your body. I don't know which god it is and how it came to you. I just hope you don't forget Ying'er."

"You have served me in every possible way. In fact, you have been secretly absorbing the essence and divine power from my body. My father finally went out once. For you, now is the best time to take action. If you don't take action, you will not be able to survive." What a chance."

"Besides, dying in happiness is also the best way to die. I am very happy that I can still contribute to you when I am dying."

"Actually, I've always known it!"