Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 335 358359—Go to Shrek Academy to experience the life of a farmer (capture black..., and cabbage)

"Parasitic soul skills can be played like this?!", Qian Lingjun raised his legs and stepped over the vines on the ground, walked to Huanhua's side, and said in puzzlement: "You turned him into such a ball, is this so? Isn't it a waste!"

"Waste? How is that possible! I'm an optical discist!"

Huanhua smiled evilly, lifted a corner of her skirt, and covered the mass of vines...

The hem of the black skirt shook violently a few times, and the deformed part that was covered by the vines quickly returned to its original state.

"I've finished eating!" Huanhua moved her mouth a few times, barely eating until she was full.

It is easy to get sleepy after eating, and Huanhua is also a little sleepy at this time, she needs time to digest the soul power that has been eaten into her stomach.

She yawned, and went back to sleep on the half-plane of the undead, leaving only Qian Lingjun to watch the mess and clean it up.

Qian Lingyun actually didn't pay much attention to the first competition of the Holy Spirit Sect in a few days.

After all... In addition to combining a new footwork with the action methods of ghost fans and other creatures, she only has a little understanding of other things.

As for Qian Renxue... There is also a little lion to accompany her to relieve boredom.

She felt that these two guys must have a common language.

Knocking on Feng Ling's door, Qian Lingjun lay down on the sofa with ease, and after briefing a few things about the Juxue Competition, she left the prizes, got up and left the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Walking out of the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult, Qian Lingjun raised her head and looked straight at the blue sky, with a rare hint of confusion in her eyes.

She seems to have a lot of things to do, but most of these things have already been explained to others.

So what should she do now?

she does not know!She has a lot of places to go here, but it doesn't seem to matter if she goes or not!

Thinking of this, she smiled self-deprecatingly.

There is no specific destination, just walk and walk after simply letting go of your thoughts.

In the afternoon of the next day, she walked from the evil forest to the front of the Duke's mansion.

When the housekeeper at the door saw that it was his married lady, he rushed over to greet her warmly: "Miss, the Duke didn't go out today, why don't you go and see her?"

"Ah! Good!", Qian Lingjun froze for a moment, then nodded, and followed the butler into the Duke's mansion.

When passing by his room, Qian Lingjun stopped and couldn't help but look at the room with the closed door a few more times.

The butler is also a smart person. Seeing Qian Lingjun staring at his room in a daze, he hastily explained:

"Miss, your room is exactly the same as it was before you got married. Except for someone going in to clean it every day, only the Duke will go in!"

"Huh!?" Qian Lingjun snorted softly, as if a little surprised.

"You don't know! Ever since you got married, the Duke has longed for his daughter, and he will come here to sit for a while every day..."

Hearing this, the corners of Qian Lingyun's mouth hooked unnaturally, and his mood seemed to have changed a little.

Yuma is indeed a good mother. Although she may subconsciously regard herself as a substitute for her premature daughter, her behavior really makes her feel maternal love...

"Okay, I got it, let's lead the way!" Qian Lingyun paused and looked towards the bustling courtyard!

"Yes, miss, please follow me!"

The butler agreed, and continued to walk forward with his head down. That direction was the hot spring pavilion next to the garden of the Duke's mansion, and there was a man-made hot spring inside.

At this point in time, Yuma should be taking a bath.

Knock knock knock!

Gently knocking on the door of the hot spring pavilion, the housekeeper asked inside with a loud voice: "Master Duke!"

……

After a while, a lazy female voice came out from the gurgling water: "Wang Wu! What's the matter?"

"Miss is back!"

The butler named Wang Wu lowered his head and said cautiously.

"What! My daughter is back to see me!"

There was a trace of surprise in the lazy woman's tone, and then there was a sound of splashing water in the room.

With only a creaking sound, the closed door of the hot spring pavilion was knocked open from the inside.

The door was opened, and misty mist-like water vapor surged out of the pavilion, as beautiful as the Yunding Heavenly Palace descending into the world.

Yuma, whose face was flushed, held a bath towel in front of her, but even so, the thin bath towel could not completely cover up the beautiful scenery.

The area of ​​the bath towel is limited, but Yuma's mind is broad. Qian Lingjun can see the attractive and plump edge arcs on both sides of the edge of the bath towel at a glance.

She blushed and said: "Mom, I'm back!"

"Well, just come back!" Yuma touched Qian Lingjun's forehead with his other hand and said puzzledly: "You are already married, why are you still so coy! Tsk! I really can't do anything to you!"

The professional housekeeper at the side seemed to have expected this, the moment the door opened, he had already turned his back.

Qian Lingjun followed Yuma into the hot spring pavilion, and after entering the door, she closed the door of the room.

Judging from the back, Yuma definitely looks like she is 50 or [-] years old. Her smooth and delicate skin puts even many [-]-year-old girls to shame.

Especially the elegance and maturity that she exudes in every frown and smile, she is simply a walking hormone!

Thinking that such an elegant lady is his stepmother, Qian Lingyun is actually a little proud.

Slowly sinking most of her body into the water, Yuma leaned the back of her head on the smooth jade pillow, allowing her exquisite body to float in the hot spring. Soon, she glanced sideways at Qian Lingjun, and said lightly:

"Silly girl! What are you still doing standing there? Come in and have a wash!"

"okay!"

Qian Lingjun's nose felt hot, and he wiped his heated nose guiltily. He neatly threw the clothes aside and lay down next to Yuma in the same manner.

"How do you feel?!", Yuma opened half of her eyes and asked in that soft tone.

"It feels...very...good, this feeling...very..."

Qian Lingjun struggled for a while, but she didn't think of that damn word. She hummed a few times in annoyance, and then stopped talking.

<divclass="contentadv">"It's the emptiness and relaxation of letting go of all your thoughts, right!"

"It's the emptiness and relaxation of letting go of all thoughts, right!"

Yuma's body gradually sank from the water. She sat up straight in the water and slowly moved to Qian Lingjun's side.

She placed Qian Lingjun's head horizontally in front of her thighs, and gently rubbed Qian Lingjun's temples and other acupuncture points on her head with her fingers.

The miraculous numbness made Qian Lingjun's blushing cheeks seductively flushed after being soaked in hot water. She snorted and looked at Yuma in surprise.

But the first to catch the eye is…

Great maternal love.

"Hey...", Qian Lingjun snorted, tilted his head a little awkwardly, and asked curiously: "Mom, how do you manage to stay elegant and happy all the time."

"It's very simple, first, do what you want to do, and second, don't take what others say seriously!" Yuma's hand paused for a moment on the top of Qian Lingjun's skull, and then pinched it again. Qian Lingyun rubbed her auricles downwards:

“The most important thing is to have a general goal!”

"Huh... is this...?!" Qian Lingjun closed his eyes for a moment and fell asleep.

"Eh! Asleep?!"

In astonishment, Yuma let go of her hands. She looked down at Qian Lingjun's long purple hair fluttering like seaweed in the water, and sighed helplessly: "Is this child under a lot of pressure? It can all be done." Asleep? But you can’t just soak in the water!”

Getting up and walking out of the hot spring pool, Yuma first dried the water droplets on her body with her soul power, changed into a bright red silk nightgown, then bent down to pick up Qian Lingjun floating in the water, and placed her horizontally in the hot spring pavilion on a sandalwood table.

Staring at Qian Lingjun who was as silent as a sleeping beauty on the table, Yuma took out a few white bath towels from the closet on the wall and began to wipe Qian Lingjun's body.

As for why you don't use soul power to lift Qian Lingjun and then use soul power to dry Qian Lingjun's body, that's also a reason.

Qian Lingyun is very sensitive to soul power, as long as there is soul power half a foot close to her skin, no matter whether she is practicing or sleeping, she will automatically wake up.

Yuma didn't want her daughter, who had finally fallen asleep, to wake up from a good dream.

When the towel passed across Qian Lingjun's torso and began to wipe his limbs, the jagged scars made Yuma's eyelids twitch.

"This child... oh..."

Changing into a spare pink nightgown for Qian Lingjun, Yuma carried her into the boudoir where Qian Lingjun lived before she got married.

Putting the sleeping girl flat on the bed and covering her with the quilt, Yuma flicked Qian Lingjun's nose with her fingertips superficially. She turned around and was about to leave, but found that her belt was still wrapped around the little girl's hand inside.

"Eh? Does this kid not want me to go?"

Seeing this scene, whether it was an accident or something, Yuma was angry and amused. She rubbed her forehead helplessly and pushed Qian Lingjun to the other side of the bed.

The bed was so big that even several people could sleep there. After enough space was left, Yuma took advantage of the opportunity and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the sleeping little man in a trance.

When Qian Lingjun woke up from his sleep, it was already noon the next day.

Although I don't know when I fell asleep yesterday, but I slept very soundly.

I don't know how long it has been since she had such a good sleep. After such a sleep, she only feels soft all over, and that lazy comfort is really wonderful.How much you want to just spend a day in bed like this!

Wait, how come Yuma is sitting next to her.

"Little slacker! Finally got up!", Yuma raised half of her eyes and looked at Qian Lingjun with a smile. She flicked Qian Lingjun's nose with her fingertips, and said: "One Sleeping for so long, are you a little pig?"

"what…"

After exclaiming, Qian Lingjun's original comfort instantly turned into intense emotions, causing her to jump up from the bed like a carp: "Mom, you haven't left yet, are you just here looking at me?"

"I want to leave too! But a certain little slacker is so tired of mom, she grabs mom's belt and won't let me go!"

Yuma held up the belt in her hand, and couldn't help teasing: "If I knew that the little slacker likes my mother so much, my mother wouldn't let the little slacker marry off!"

Grass!What a shame!I don't think I can stay in this house anymore.

Qian Lingjun's expression changed rapidly, and that complicated look could be called social death...

"Do you have any grudge against Shrek?" Yuma suddenly asked.

"Ah! This... we evil soul masters and Shrek don't like this, it's not very..."

Before Qian Lingjun finished speaking, Yuma interrupted directly: "Go on, I want to see what you can make up! When you were talking in your sleep last night, you said everything Aww!"

"Ah! Am I still talking in my sleep?"

At this moment, Qian Lingyun just wanted to sew her mouth shut with a needle and thread...

"Yes, I have been talking about it for most of the night, and I have listened to it for most of the night!" Yuma put one hand on Qian Lingjun's shoulder, and buried her daughter's head in the great maternal love.

While the daughter was buried in her head, a playful smile appeared on the corner of Yuma's mouth. She adjusted her breathing and comforted her, "Tell Mom about something. Mom is here and can help you find a solution!"

"Then I said it!" Qian Lingjun paused, and his face buried in maternal love curled up without any trace.

Yes, Qian Lingjun, who is addicted to maternal love, was not deceived by Yuma's few words. As a master of deception, she has always insisted that as long as there is no real evidence, I will never admit it. Even if you can prove it, then I also don’t accept the principle of accounting.

As long as Yuma isn't throwing a videotape of her sleep talk in her face, then she hasn't said it!

"I know where the prince Xu He who escaped from the previous emperor is, but I'm wondering whether to catch him..."

Without the slightest hesitation, Qian Lingyun directly reported the name on her death list that was closest to now!

"It's that little bastard! He's still alive? What a disaster!" Yuma's pupils shrank slightly, obviously not expecting such explosive news.

"My dear daughter, do you have any more important work recently!?" Yuma pulled Qian Lingyun out of the suffocation brought by her mother's love, and woke her up by shaking. There was an irrepressible joy in her eyes. .

"Hmm... nothing particularly important." Qian Lingjun raised his head and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "...most of the things have already been explained!"

"That's easy." Yuma held Qian Lingjun in her arms with a princess hug, and discussed: "How about going out to play with mommy, and catching that little beast back and exchanging money with my father-in-law?! "

"But... that guy is in Shrek City, with that Limit Douluo sitting in command, will we just go and catch it..."

Qian Lingyun's expression was a bit perplexed, the Holy Spirit Cult did not go to the Sea God Pavilion to catch Ma Xiaotao according to the normal timeline, and that old fellow Mu En naturally did not follow the original plot to burp as well.

This also led to Shrek having a Limit Douluo in it.

Although this Ultimate Douluo is the most useless of the three extremes, there is a golden tree there after all. What if the old guy Munn uses the golden tree to do any weird tricks? It’s not easy!