Douluo: I am an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 39 The leaky little cotton-padded jacket

Author: A Tong Shu

Chapter 39 The leaky little cotton-padded jacket

"Two requests."

"Not to mention just two requests, as long as the Holy Son saves my Dugu family, I will agree to two hundred requests." Dugu Bo agreed wholeheartedly.

Shang An shook his head and laughed, "These two requirements are not easy."

Dugu Bo thought the same thing. He only made two requests. I'm afraid these two requests are not simple. But it is related to the wealth and life of himself and his granddaughter. He still said: "His Royal Highness the Holy Son, if you have any requests, just ask them."

Shang An took a sip of the fragrant tea and said slowly: "First, Mr. Dugu joins my Wuhun Palace, and secondly, I want Mr. Dugu's medicine garden."

"Let me think about this."

The second request is nothing. Although his medicinal garden is precious, it is worth it if it can be exchanged for solving his own problems.

But if he was the first to ask, he still owed Xuexing a favor after all. In recent years, the Wuhun Palace and the two empires had intensified friction and were hostile to each other. If he joined the Wuhun Palace, he would really be sorry for Prince Xuexing.

In fact, Dugu Bo wanted to agree in his heart. If joining Wuhun Hall could save his family and save his precious granddaughter, then he would be very willing, but

Shang An showed an understanding smile. He knew that although Dugu Bo was ruthless, he was a person who valued affection and righteousness. Otherwise, he would not have become Tang San's lifelong friend in the original work, and he even helped Tang San many times.

"I know Mr. Dugu's difficulties. I will not ask you to leave Tiandou until you have repaid Prince Xuexing's favor."

To be honest, Wuhun Palace really does not lack this titled Douluo, and bringing Dugu Bo over just prevents him from using group attack skills against Wuhun Palace.

Seeing that Dugu Bo was still hesitant, Shang An emphasized his tone: "Mr. Dugu doesn't want his granddaughter to die young!"

Dugu Bo was finally persuaded by Shang An,

"That's all, my life will be handed over to Wuhun Palace and His Highness the Holy Son from now on."

After speaking, he half-knelt on the ground and said, "I have met His Highness the Holy Son."

Seeing Dugu Bo agree, Shang An nodded with satisfaction and took out a scroll from the ring.

"This is the way to solve the shortcomings of your family's martial soul."

After saying that, he threw it towards Dugu Bo.

Hearing that it was a way to solve the flaws of his own martial soul, Dugu Bo immediately took up his soul power and carefully took it. He was afraid that he would accidentally bump the scroll. When he took it into his hand, he felt like he had received the heavenly book. He slowly opened the scroll with trembling hands.

.

None of Shang An and others mocked Dugu Bo. Who could remain calm when their lifelong wish was about to be fulfilled?

"Here, there is such a magical cultivation method in the world."

Looking at the content in the scroll, Dugu Bo was shocked, followed by piety. This cultivation method called "Poison Sutra" can actually fuse the poisonous energy and soul power in the body, condensing it into a real poison.

Dan.

This poison pill is not comparable to Dugu Bo's forcibly condensed poison pill. It can not only absorb the toxins in your body, but also increase the power of your own toxins and increase your cultivation speed.

And with this Book of Poison, the flaws in his Dugu family's martial souls are no longer flaws. This is the foundation for his Dugu family to be passed down for eternity!

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, who is the senior who wrote this book? I hope to worship this senior as my teacher." Dugu Bo's eyes showed a fanatical look. The person who wrote the book was very good at one of his best skills: poison.

He was beaten to a pulp, and what followed was deep admiration.

"Ahem, Mr. Dugu, the person who wrote the book has been dead for hundreds of years." This "Poison Classic" was written by a demonic senior in the Song Dynasty. Now that the ashes are probably all gone, it is naturally impossible for him to find the author again.

"What a pity, I wish I could have been born a hundred years earlier and listen to the teachings of my predecessors." Dugu Bo showed regret on his face.

"This is just the first volume, the poison skills in the second volume are even more superb."

Shang An seemed to mention it casually, but it made Dugu Bo feel hot inside. The first volume was like this. Wouldn't it be better if he got the second volume.

Shang An just wanted to whet Dugu Bo's appetite, and the "Poison Sutra" he gave to Dugu Bo was also changed. Not only did he replace mana with soul power, but he also left behind a hidden hand.

Although the possibility of betrayal by Dugu Bo is extremely low with his character, we can't help but be careful. If Dugu Bo doesn't betray, then everything will be fine. If he betrays, haha.

"grandfather."

A clear and sweet voice came.

"Grandpa, I heard that a guest is coming, who is it?"

I saw a pretty woman stepping into the hall with light steps. It was Dugu Yan who separated from Shang An and the others yesterday.

"Yanyan, don't disturb your distinguished guests."

"Shang'an, it's you!"

Dugu Bo's scolding voice and Dugu Yan's surprised voice sounded at the same time.

"Uh, do you know each other?" Dugu Bo was just afraid that his granddaughter would bump into the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, but he didn't expect that the two of them actually knew each other.

"Yanyan, you're back." Shang An smiled lightly and greeted Duguyan.

"Yes, by the way, Shang An, why are you here? Are you here to see me?"

Dugu Yan asked with some expectation.

"Of course, I'm here to see you and discuss some things with Mr. Dugu." Shang An, not wanting to hold back the beauty's expectations, walked to Dugu Yan's side and said.

Seeing the ambiguity in the two people's words, Dugu Bo thought to himself on the sidelines. It seems that the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace and Yan Yan have a good relationship. If so, that is also a good thing.

Regardless of Dugu Bo's little thoughts, Dugu Yan and Shang An had already started chatting. Dugu Bo next to him was ignored by Dugu Yan. Seeing the two of them getting closer and closer unconsciously,

Dugu Bo's eyelids twitched slightly and he couldn't help but let out a light drink.

"Yanyan, don't be rude to the Holy Son."

"Oh." Dugu Yan quickly distanced himself a little, and then stuck out his tongue at Dugu Bo.

"Grandpa just likes to meddle in other people's business."

Dugu Bo couldn't help but feel heartbroken, "Grandpa, this is for your own good. What should I do if this little cotton-padded jacket leaks?"

Of course I forgive her, after all, it’s just a small cotton-padded jacket, and it has to be worn even if it leaks.

"By the way, Shang An, grandpa just said you were the Holy Son?" Dugu Yan looked at Shang An curiously.

"Yes, I am the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. I'm sorry, I didn't tell you my identity at the beginning."

Shang An said slightly apologetically.

"It doesn't matter, we just met at that time."

Dugu Yan waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

"By the way, I heard that there are many titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace, is it true?"

"It's okay, it's just average."

"I'm telling you, my grandpa doesn't know how to practice. He turned himself green and has no aura of a titled Douluo."

It's over, the little cotton-padded jacket has turned into black cotton and can no longer be worn.

"Ahem, Yanyan." Dugu Bo reminded.

"I know, grandpa, I didn't say anything bad about you." Dugu Yan turned around and replied, then turned to Shang An and whispered: "Let's go to the backyard to chat. Let me tell you, my grandpa has always disliked me.

Wuhun Palace, but it doesn’t matter, I will protect you.”

Dugu Bo's face turned dark.

"Haha, Yanyan, actually I had a very happy conversation with Mr. Dugu before, and Mr. Dugu has already agreed to join our Spirit Hall."

"Really, how did you convince my grandpa, an old antique?"

Against Dugu Bo's suspicion, Shang An began to explain the whole story to Dugu Yan.

in the courtyard,

"So this is ah"

"Then will I be considered your subordinate from now on?"

"Well, you can calculate it that way." Shang An thought for a while and nodded.

"Hmph, I don't want to be your subordinate."

Dugu Yan snorted and turned his head. He didn't know what he thought of, and his face was a little red with embarrassment.

As the god-king of the sea, Shang'an certainly knew that he had to strike while the iron was hot to disturb the enemy's heartstrings.

He stepped forward and slowly approached Dugu Yan, his eyes staring into Dugu Yan's eyes without any fear.

When Dugu Yan saw Shang An's beautiful and brilliant eyes, she felt her heart beating loudly and subconsciously stepped back. However, this courtyard had limits after all, and Dugu Yan soon ran into the wall.

Shang An didn't stop and continued walking towards Dugu Yan

"You, what are you going to do?" Dugu Yan was like a little white rabbit being targeted by a big bad wolf. She was suddenly "scared" and tried to lean against the wall, completely forgetting that she was still a soul master and this was still her home.

"What do I want to do? What do you think?"

Shang An put his hands on the wall, blocking both sides of Dugu Yan. He felt Shang An close at hand, and a scent came from the wind. The fragrance was so disturbing that it was his body fragrance.

Dugu Yan only felt her heartbeat speeding up again, as if her heart was about to jump out of her body and dance uncontrollably. She couldn't help but said, "Don't do this."

"How about me? Xiao Yanyan, if you don't want to be my subordinate, that makes me very sad."

As he spoke, Shang An showed a sad expression. Dugu Yan was deceived by Neptune's acting skills. Just as he was about to explain, he heard Shang An say:

"In order to keep you close to me, I have to turn you into my little wife."

Hearing these words, Dugu Yan's brain suddenly shut down. "Little sweet wife, does Shang An want me to be his wife? Is he confessing to me? Too, too soon," Dugu Yan was panicking.

At the same time, I felt joy from the bottom of my heart.

She wanted to say "I do", but the girl's reserve still didn't allow her to say this. She was also afraid that Shang An would think she was an inappropriate girl, so she agreed to his confession after only two days of knowing her.

Coupled with the onset of the little tsundere in my heart, so

"What a cute little wife! I don't want to be your wife."

After saying this, she wanted to slap herself in the face. If Shang An misunderstood that she didn't like him, wouldn't it hurt his heart? She quickly explained:

"That's not what I meant, I. Uh!"

(End of chapter)