Douluo: My Father, Titled Douluo

Chapter 196 Yuan Xunlu and Lin Yu'an

Chapter 196 Yuan Xunlu and Lin Yuan, both faithful men and women

night,

Yuan Xunlu put the cream cake he made into Lingyuan Douluo's mouth.

"So what do you want to do?" Lingyuan Douluo asked after swallowing the cake.

"I didn't do anything. Wasn't it like this before?" Yuan Xunlu gave Lingyuan Douluo another bite of cake.

before,

They were also lying on the same bed, eating cakes and gossiping about certain aristocratic families.

In the time of the sage, Yuan Xunlu preferred spiritual congeniality, and Lin Yuan was very similar to him and felt comfortable together.

So did Gao'e.

"By the way, why haven't you eaten?"

"If you eat this at night, you will gain weight."

"..." Lingyuan Douluo.

I should gain weight after co-writing, right?

After a long time,

Lingyuan Douluo glanced at Yuan Xunlu suspiciously and said, "There's something wrong with you."

Yuan Xunlu smiled slightly.

Lingyuan Douluo lay in Yuan Xunlu's arms and shrank like a cat.

road:

"Well, let me think about it. You became like this after today's day. Then...there were two big things during today's day."

"you say."

Lingyuan Douluo belongs to that kind of very smart woman. Unlike Yuan Xunlu,

Yuan Xunlu is a performer. He will say whatever he sees and show off in front of others.

And Lingyuan Douluo is a cold type, I can see it, but I am too lazy to tell you,

unless……

She cares about you especially.

"The first thing is that Bibi Dong has agreed to fully support the plan to destroy the Haotian Sect, but this is already a certainty for you, so there is no need to be so excited.

The second thing is our marriage...

let me think,

Is this profitable?"

"Yes, and it's big."

When Yuan Xunlu thought that his heir might inherit the position of pope, his heartbeat slowed down.

After the afternoon tea with Bibi Dong, he went to Qiandaoliu's Elder Hall.

"At that time, I went to find the big worshiper..."

…

The old home of the Angel family.

The filial son Yuan Xunlu is here again.

In the private flower garden, Qian Daoliu, dressed in white, sat on his knees on a basket made of jade bamboo. Yuan Xunlu sat on the other side with a playful smile.

On the small table in front of Qian Daoliu were two crystal clear thin porcelain cups, and next to him was a copper kettle burning charcoal with hot water inside.

It seems very ordinary, like a wealthy and arty family.

But in fact, these things of Sendaoliu are very luxurious and ancient.

The basic history exceeds five hundred years.

"So...what are you here for?" Qian Daoliu glanced at Yuan Xunlu suspiciously.

As the saying goes, there is no better son than a father.

Qian Daoliu knows best what this little beast Yuan Xunlu is like.

In a word,

crumbs.

"I'm here to fulfill my filial piety."

"..." Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu, an old man, was quite nice. He ignored Yuan Xunlu's words and poured him a cup of tea.

This is the elegance of a noble family.

So it is understandable that Lingyuan Douluo has some tea. After all, everyone in the family likes tea.

"Gulu gulu gulu——"

Yuan Xunlu chewed peonies and drank up the tea in one gulp, looking at Qian Daoliu and frowning.

The little beast is itchy, right?

Qian Daoliu felt that Yuan Xunlu was deliberately provoking him.

Does Yuan Xunlu know how to taste tea?

He understands, of course he understands, it’s not like he hasn’t attended these lessons from the aristocratic family.

Compared with the aristocratic etiquette that Tang San learned unexpectedly in Yuexuan in the original work, Yuan Xunlu has been living in a noble family, how could he not understand it?

But Yuan Xunlu pretended to be vulgar and drank in front of Qian Daoliu, as if he didn't know how to taste tea.

"What are you doing here?" Qian Daoliu felt that his blood pressure should be high.

"I would like to ask if there are any other bloodlines in our Angel family?" Yuan Xunlu said with a playful smile.

Qian Daoliu replied categorically: "No."

Then he asked:

"Why do you ask?"

Yuan Xunlu smiled.

Of course, after you die, I will see if any other relatives will compete with me for the family property.

Yuan Xunlu pretended to wipe his tears, acting like a filial son and a virtuous grandson, and said: "The angel's bloodline has withered. I am thinking about the family."

"..." Qian Daoliu.

I think since you are so filial, you shouldn't think so.

"Is there anything else?"

"Really? For example, when the angel families were competing for the position of the Pope, the blood of the loser was left outside?"

Qian Daoliu looked at Yuan Xunlu as if he were an idiot, and said coldly: "Do you think if there is an angel spirit wandering outside, I won't bring him back to the spirit hall?"

In this day and age, as long as young soul masters want to live a normal life and go to school, they will go to the Wuhun Hall to report.

The same is true for Tang San, because without the certificate produced by Wuhun Palace, he can't go to the Junior Soul Master Academy, and he can't get subsidies.

If there really is someone with an angel spirit wandering around, the Spirit Hall will know about it as soon as he registers.

"But... maybe the angel bloodline is hidden."

Qian Daoliu didn't say anything to death.

Thanks to the various romantic ancestors of the Angel family, there should still be many people on the continent with angel blood in their ancestors.

For example, before Wuhun Palace, Pope Shang, Qian Daoliu was called loyalty in front of him, Qian Xunji was called kindness in front of him, and Yuan Xunlu was called temperance in front of him.

When he was touring the Haagen-Dazs Kingdom, the king got drunk and forced the princess to roll off the bed.

Somewhere a bishop wants to be promoted, so he secretly asks his wife to sleep with him.

Why destroy someone's sect and then capture the female family members and have fun with their subordinates?

Why did his female disciple fall in love with an outstanding male member of another family, so he gave the female disciple to him in front of the man...

Others were afraid of Pope Shang's strength and power, and could only pretend not to see it.

The father of Douluo Continent—Pope Shang.

(The mainland pure love warrior is furious)

When Yuan Xunlu was a child, he tore through Pope Shang's family history records and remembered the details clearly.

Don't get me wrong,

Yuan Xunlu just likes history,

real.

And Pope Shang is not an exception. In this kind of situation where there is mercy everywhere, a child of angel blood may really be born.

Just like Yuan Xunlu, there may be hidden angel blood, but the martial spirit is not an angel martial spirit.

But in the next generation, the martial spirit may return to its ancestors, maybe.

"I feel relieved this way."

"Go away."

"Come on."

Yuan Xun rolled on the ground.

…

"Does this mean our child must be the Pope?"

"If Qian Renxue has no heirs, there is a high probability that she will."

Yuan Xunlu and Lingyuan Douluo smiled at the same time, just like before.

These two are really bad.

"It's just that... the Saint Hu Liena who stood up in Bibi Dong is difficult to deal with." Yuan Xunlu thought about his son's opponent on the road to becoming the Pope.

It seems that Hu Liena is the only one.

Qian Renxue has no heirs, so she can only stay on the mainland for a hundred years after becoming a god. The same goes for Yuan Ling'er, and she may not necessarily have the support of the elders and aristocratic families of Wuhun Palace.

Saint Helena is the only candidate for the pope after Qian Renxue.

"Humph, what's so difficult about this?"

A chill flashed in Lingyuan Douluo's eyes, and she smiled and said:

"If it is a son,

Even if we let her marry our son, it wouldn't be considered a injustice to her.

If it is a daughter,

Just ask Hu Liena to die and pretend it's an accident, and the family will pretend not to see it."

"..." Yuan Xunlu.

Hiss~

What a cruel heart,

but……

"What you said makes sense. Let's just do it when the time comes."