Qian Daoliu: Douluo Pot Shadow

Hearing Jiang Li's answer, Tang Yuehua finally relaxed.

Although she did not know how Jiang Li had lured Tang Hao away, nor how he had found where Tang Hao had hidden the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

She believed Jiang Li, and she believed he would not joke around with his own life.

The sense of danger had passed.

Looking at the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone in Jiang Li's hand, Tang Yuehua's eyes shimmered with moisture, and her beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

She thought of how the sisters had shamelessly taken turns wearing Jiang Li down last night.

And how, when he got up that morning, Jiang Li had held his waist with one hand while muttering that he would find a food-type Soul Master with a goji berry Martial Soul somewhere on Douluo Continent sooner or later.

Jiang Li's intentions were obvious.

He wanted to absorb the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone before him, break through Rank 50, absorb his fifth Soul Ring, and then reclaim his former vigor.

At the thought of this, Tang Yuehua could not help pursing her lips and chuckling softly.

"What are you laughing at?"

Jiang Li lightly poked Tang Yuehua's face with his finger, unable to understand why she had suddenly gone silly for no reason.

"No, nothing."

Tang Yuehua hurriedly shook her head in denial.

Though she had figured out Jiang Li's purpose, she would never say it aloud.

She was already having a little trouble enduring Jiang Li's strength. If he received another boost and paid her special attention during battle, she would be even less able to take it.

Jiang Li did not press the matter. Instead, he shifted his gaze to the Blue Silver Emperor not far away.

Then, with interest, he said to Tang Yuehua,