Secret Room Douluo? I'll Do It! Please Subscribe and Bookmark

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After passing through a long, narrow, pitch-black passage, Qian Xunji gripped Bibi Dong's snow-white neck and brought her to a cold, cramped secret room.

A bed seemed to have been prepared inside beforehand, and Qian Xunji roughly threw Bibi Dong onto it.

Bang!

She crashed onto the bed with a loud sound. At that moment, Qian Xunji directly locked the heavy iron door.

Clang!

Click!

The sound of metal striking metal rang out as the heavy iron door was bolted shut.

Bibi Dong did not even have the strength to lift her head. Her eyes were filled with venomous hatred and despair.

"Dong Er, I've taught you for nearly thirteen years, yet you told me you wanted to leave Spirit Hall for some piece of trash who's been dead for four years. You brought this upon yourself!"

Qian Xunji roughly clutched Bibi Dong's throat, his golden eyes brimming with desire and greed.

"Qian Xunji, you... you beast!"

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth. Her once-clear eyes were bloodshot with fury and hatred. Veins bulged on her arms, yet she still could not move an inch.

"I spent twelve years nurturing you with resources. I originally intended for you to become Pope and carry the banner of Spirit Hall, but now it seems my little disciple is quite delectable."

Qian Xunji reached out, intending to tear away Bibi Dong's last piece of covering undergarment. Bibi Dong closed her eyes in despair, and two streams of bloody tears slid down her face.

However, in the very next moment, someone intercepted his hand in midair.

Qian Xunji froze on the spot. His previously muddled mind gradually cleared.

He found that his hand seemed to be clamped in a pair of iron pincers. No matter what he did, he could not move it even the slightest bit.

The room fell silent at once. When Bibi Dong realized that her body had not been touched, she struggled to open her eyes and look ahead.

Through her blurred vision, she saw a figure—a figure she had thought of day and night for four long years! Qian Xunji gradually turned his gaze toward his side as well. That was right—he panicked!

This was a secret room. How had the other person gotten in here?

Just then, a magnetic voice rang out within the already cramped, dark secret room.

"Well, well, looks like I arrived at just the right time."

Fu Ye exerted a little force with his palm, and in the next moment, Qian Xunji erupted in a pained howl.

Crack.

"Ahhh!!! My hand! My hand!!"

Qian Xunji tried to force himself free from Fu Ye's grip with the strength of a Titled Douluo, but it was completely useless.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

Although Qian Xunji knew that using Martial Soul Possession now would destroy this secret room, he could no longer care about that!

"I'll let you possess it!"

Boom!

Fu Ye drove a fist straight into Qian Xunji's abdomen. The Six-Winged Angel martial soul that had been about to possess him was actually dispersed by Fu Ye's single punch.

Qian Xunji felt as though his internal organs were being twisted nonstop within his abdomen. The intense pain caused sour saliva to spill from the corner of his mouth.

Bang!

Qian Xunji was thrown to the floor like a limp dead dog. Fu Ye placed two seals on him: one sealing his soul, and the other sealing his cultivation.

After doing all this, Fu Ye turned his gaze toward Bibi Dong, who was sprawled weakly on the bed, her clothes disheveled and part of her snow-white skin exposed.

He lightly stepped onto the bed and came to Bibi Dong's side.

"Dong Senior, it's been years since we last met. Did you miss your junior?"

(Bibi Dong in her younger days)

Fu Ye restored his appearance to its original form, and Bibi Dong's gaze focused at that moment. When she saw that the one who had saved her was the person she had thought of day and night, clear tears instantly filled her eyes.

"Wuwuwu... you... you bastard... wuwu..."

How Bibi Dong wanted to hug him right now, but she could not move, and even speaking was difficult and broken.

Soon, her consciousness grew hazy. She felt as though she was gradually regaining the ability to move, but an uncontrollable burning heat spread through her body.

That was right—this was the drug Qian Xunji had administered to Bibi Dong.

This drug was exceedingly sinister. It would cause the person who took it to completely lose the ability to move for a period of time while magnifying all their senses. But after a while, it would instantly transform into a potent aphrodisiac, and the lost ability to move would gradually return.

Under the effects of this potent aphrodisiac, no girl could endure it. In the end, she could only defy her own heart and become a slave to desire.

"Huff... huff..."

Bibi Dong's breathing gradually grew heavier, and her fair skin slowly flushed red.

At some point, Bibi Dong had already regained her mobility. Yet in the next moment, she directly hugged Fu Ye, pressing her cheek tightly against his chest.

"Fu Ye, I like you. I really, really like you. You won't abandon me, will you?"

She clung tightly to Fu Ye at that moment. Only after having lost something once did she understand how to cherish it now.

Fu Ye patted her back, signaling for her to face him.

Bibi Dong lifted her delicate, lovely face. Her cheeks were especially flushed from the aphrodisiac, and her eyes were still streaked with bloodshot veins. Yet at this moment, her gaze held nothing but love and tenderness.

"Xiao Ye, take me. From now on, I'll be yours forever."

Bibi Dong's breathing grew heavier. She struggled to suppress the violent medicinal effects raging within her body, waiting for Fu Ye to give her an answer.

Squelch!

Fu Ye said nothing. Instead, he gave her his answer through his actions.

A holy light enveloped Bibi Dong. Fu Ye knew there was no turning back now.

"Fu Ye, I—"

Before Bibi Dong could finish, Fu Ye kissed her directly.

Bibi Dong responded to him as well, her pale hands tightly embracing him as a crystalline tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

No one could understand the emotions in her heart at that moment. When she had been at her most desperate, the person she loved had actually "come back to life," saving her in her darkest hour.

In the blink of an eye, six hours passed. Fu Ye still held the high ground, while Bibi Dong stubbornly defended her final position.

Both Fu Ye and Bibi Dong were incredibly stubborn; neither would yield to the other. Fortunately, with his Limit Douluo cultivation and the boost of the Dragon God Bloodline, Fu Ye remained firmly in control.

Soon, another twelve hours had passed. As the breathing beneath him grew increasingly ragged, Fu Ye buried his face directly in the other party's dazzling breasts.

Fu Ye's face was filled with greed. Even now, he was still not satisfied. Bibi Dong was his first love in this world, and he wanted to linger with her a little longer.

"Dong Er Jie, you smell so good. I want to eat you up, bite by bite."

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