Douluo: Child of Life and Destruction, Supreme Creator!
Chapter 98

Xiao San, Your Mother Might Be in Gu Linyuan's Hands

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"Linyuan, you want me."

Zhu Zhuqing's voice is very soft.

Her face turned red.

It was red all the way from the neck to the tips of the ears, so red it looked like blood was dripping from it.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings. Her light-colored eyes were gleaming with water, and her eyes were blurred. She didn't dare to look at him, but she couldn't help but look at him.

Well...

Gu Linyuan Confining her like this made her feel even more shy than doing those things.

She felt as if what she was thinking in her heart had been completely seen by the other party.

"Then you say you love me."

Gu Linyuan looked down at her.

The moonlight shines on the girl's cheek, making her cold and beautiful face look particularly soft.

At this moment, there was only a soft, watery light that seemed to be melting in the eyes that always had a bit of coldness.

He still gently held his hand around her waist, holding it firmly with his palm, and could feel her body trembling slightly.

"Linyuan, I love you."

Zhu Zhuqing whispered, twisting her waist shyly, but her eyes were filled with indelible affection.

She knew that she was completely controlled by Gu Linyuan.

Neither her heart nor her body could ever leave him.

"Call me brother, or..."

"Linyuan brother, I love you."

Zhu Zhuqing blushed.

She knew that Dugu Yan and Meng Yiran would quietly call Gu Linyuan by more intimate names in private. She originally disdained them and thought they were too shameless.

But now, looking into Gu Linyuan's eyes, she couldn't help but have the urge to satisfy him.

But in the end, the shyness in my heart defeated everything.

Gu Linyuan is older than her, so it's okay to call her brother.

"Okay, okay... relax and leave everything to me."

Gu Linyuan smiled and bent down.

He held her shoulders and back with one hand, lifted her legs with the other hand, and hugged her whole body.

Zhu Zhuqing's body was very light and she curled up in his arms. She put her arms around his neck and buried her face into his neck, not daring to raise her head.

Her figure is excellent.

The waist is slender and not too tight to hold. When lying in his arms, the graceful arc slides from the chest to the waist, and then from the waist to the side of the waist, with regular ups and downs, like a meticulous painting drawn with the finest brush.

Her chest was full and straight, pressing against his chest through the fabric. It rose and fell slightly with her breathing, and the softness and warmth were transmitted through the thin fabric.

Her legs were slender and straight, with a snow-white calf exposed from under her skirt, glowing as warmly as jade in the moonlight.

Zhu Zhuqing's skin is very white, not the kind of sickly paleness, but a moist, light pink white, like a newly peeled lychee. There is a light fragrance on her body, not makeup or perfume, but a very clean smell that belongs to the girl's body, mixed with the coolness of the moonlight and night breeze, cool and pleasant.

Gu Linyuan held her in his arms and walked slowly along the path by the lake.

She didn't speak, she just buried her face in his neck and held his clothes tightly with her fingers, her knuckles turned white.

The night wind blew across the lake, the lotus leaves rustled, and the moonlight shattered all over the ground.

No wonder there are always kings who are addicted to the land of gentleness. They know that the Yang Qi is severely depleted, but they are still willing to indulge in it.

Who would be willing to let go of such beauty and beautiful scenery?

However, Gu Linyuan's body will not be in a deficit.

As Son of Life, how is it possible to be squeezed dry like this?

If Zhu Zhuqing and the others become gods, there may be some possibility.

In the courtyard of the Shrek Academy.

The moonlight was like water, but it couldn't dispel the chill seeping from my bones.

When the news of Golden Iron Triangle's arrest came back, everyone's faces turned pale.

None of Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and Liu Erlong escaped, and their lives are uncertain.

Tang Hao came back alone.

The black robe was torn in several places.

The face under the mask was ashen, but his back was still straight and his steps were still steady, like a stone mountain that had been eroded by wind and rain for thousands of years but still refused to collapse.

Oscar was slumped on the steps, still shaking all over, and his crotch was wet. He couldn't tell how many times it was.

"I don't want to fight Gu Linyuan anymore... I quit..."

"We can't fight him... we can't fight him..."

Oscar said absentmindedly. Seeing Dai Mubai die in front of his eyes, he was completely frightened.

He was afraid that he would be like Dai Mubai and die without a burial place.

He doesn't want to die. He is the genius of Innate Full Soul Power, and his life can be completely satisfactory. Even if he cannot be with Ning Rongrong, he will still be able to find a good woman to spend the rest of his life with his extraordinary talent.

Ma Hongjun huddled in the corner of the courtyard.

He curled up, his face was pale, his lips were blue, and there was only fear and a kind of resentment carved into his bones in his eyes that were always squinting.

He has lost the qualifications to be a man.

Gu Linyuan ruined his life. He hated it, hated it to the core of his bones, but this hatred did not make him brave, but made him more afraid.

Because he knows that he will never be able to take revenge.

Tang San stood in the center of the courtyard, the moonlight shining on him, making his shadow very long.

He looked at his father, Tang Hao's face that was mostly covered by the mask, and was silent for a long time.

"I want to take Xiao Wu out of here."

"Avoid the edge for now."

Tang San spoke, his voice low and calm,

He has completely seen the gap between himself and Gu Linyuan.

For the time being, he does not have any ability to touch porcelain Gu Linyuan.

The most powerful Hidden Weapons he can make now cannot pose any threat to Gu Linyuan.

Unless, he can do it, Soul Tool Conversion of Hidden Weapons.

In that way, the gap between him and Gu Linyuan can be equalized.

"Xiao San... You can't leave..."

Tang Hao shook his head.

Tang San's body froze and looked at his father in surprise.

"We have no right to withdraw from this game of chess."

Tang Hao's voice was hoarse and tired, but there was a faint excitement in his heart that was difficult to conceal. Ah Yin is still alive. This good news is enough to make

Tang San raised his head.

"The woman wearing the veil is Ah Yin. Even though she is wearing a veil, her whole person has changed a lot, and I can feel it."

Tang Hao said seriously.

As soon as the words fell, the whole audience burst into exclamations.

Who is Ah Yin? That's Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor!

And Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, wasn't it sacrificed to Tang Hao back then?

How could she still be alive?

And how could she appear next to Gu Linyuan?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Soul Beast Once sacrificed, how can he still survive?"

Xiao Wu's pupils shrank suddenly and he exclaimed on the spot.

She herself is Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, so she naturally knows what Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's sacrifice means.

"Dad, what are you talking about? You don't feel wrong, right?" Tang San frowned.

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