Douluo: Demonic Pot of Refining, My Sister is Tang Wulin
Chapter 93

Eastsea Little Zhangkong, the Tang Sect's Hall of Heroes

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Tang Wulin pointed a trembling finger at the two of them and asked, clinging to her last shred of hope:

"You... you two! Were you together the whole time last night?"

Tang Li had no idea what had gotten into Tang Wulin or why she had suddenly become like this. He was about to reach out and feel her forehead to see whether she had come down with a fever.

Gu Yue, who had only been pretending to be tired, immediately understood what Tang Wulin was thinking when she saw her expression. She cheerfully replied:

"Yep, we were together all night!"

Tang Wulin: ∑(✘Д✘๑)

Gu Yue: ^ω^

Tang Li: o_O

At this point, even someone as oblivious as Tang Li understood what Tang Wulin meant. His expression darkened, and he scolded her irritably:

"Tang Wulin! What on earth is in that head of yours? What could possibly happen between a bunch of brats who haven't even grown their hair yet? I think you've got too much time on your hands if you can sit around thinking about this stuff.

"And you, Gu Yue! You're still laughing? Is teasing an idiot that much fun? Have hormones taken over all your brains?"

Tang Li couldn't understand it. How could these people born and raised on the Douluo Continent be so mature in their thinking? Was it because their bloodlines were impure, and an animal's most primal instinct had taken over their brains?

After saying his piece, Tang Li found a bench and sat down alone, pondering this great mystery of the world.

Only after the three brothers in misery arrived with Wu Zhangkong did the members of Class Zero board the bus and head toward the outskirts of Eastsea City.

On the bus, Xie Xie asked Wu Zhangkong with an ingratiating smile,

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