Douluo: I didn’t want to become a god, but I actually became a god

Oscar has no interest in how Bu Le will be dealt with next. He thinks that he is just a commoner and that he only needs to live his own small life and it is already pretty good.

So what made him most curious were those people dressed in black who jumped out of nowhere.

"Sister Yi! Sister Yi! Who are those people? Which sect are they from, how did they come here, and what are they doing here?"

Although Ma Hongjun is also very curious about this, what he cares about most now is how Bu Le, who caused him embarrassment and beat him up for no reason, will be dealt with next.

"Hey, Sister Yiyi, I want to know where those people will take Bu Le? How to deal with him? Is it related to the city lord you mentioned before?"

"Fat man, don't take my question. Let Yiyi answer my question first!"

"You are the one, Xiao Ao. I obviously brought you here to find a place for your brother! Of course, I want to see what happens to the person who was beaten first!"

"I go first!"

"I go first!"

The sound of the two teenagers arguing was heard by about two hundred ducks quacking in Yu Yuyi's ears, attacking indiscriminately.

Yu Yuyi's forehead and heart, which were already aching, became more and more painful amidst these noises, and became more and more serious, as if they were about to burst in the next second.

Yiyi leaned in Xiaowu's arms, frowning, and wanted to open her eyes and say something.

"enough!"

Tang San had already spoken first and stopped those two classmates. Their fighting ability was not strong, but their ability to make noise was comparable to two hundred ducks.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar, who were stopped by an order, also felt that the argument they had just made was too noisy and childish.

All of them kept their blushing faces, lowered their heads, and were speechless.

Tang San ignored the two curious teenagers, but looked at Yu Yuyi with a worried face, and spoke softly.

"Now that the matter is settled, let's go back to the academy to rest early. Yiyi, can you still walk? Otherwise, let me carry you on my back."

Yiyi struggled and raised her heavy eyes, looking confusedly at Tang San who was speaking something with his mouth open in front of her.

Trying to distinguish every word he said.

In the end, I could only distinguish a few words: 'rest', 'walk', and 'back'.

Yiyi didn't have the energy to think more, she just habitually believed that Tang San wouldn't do anything to harm her, so she nodded 'huh' in agreement.

When Tang San saw this, he knew that Yiyi Ding didn't hear anything.

However, he still turned around and squatted down with his back facing Yiyi Xiaowu.

Xiao Wu also knew Qingmei's current situation, so she was afraid she didn't hear anything.

He directly held Yiyi up and lay down firmly on Xiaosan's back, which was broad and solid enough for training.

No matter how hard the two friends tried, Yiyi never opened her eyes and woke up again.

The whole body was like a marshmallow, hanging on Tang San's neck and back, so limp that it almost didn't slide down.

Fortunately, Tang San reacted in time, his arms passed through Yiyi's legs, grabbing the supporting thighs, and his hands and forearms were folded on Yiyi's hips (old meaning: thighs), so that she would not move forward again. decline.

Xiao Wu also worriedly pulled up Yiyi's arms and wrapped them around Tang San's neck.

I only worry about whether Yiyi will slip and fall, but not whether the mistress will wrap her around her neck too tightly.

In the end, he had to let Tang San speak for himself.

"Xiao Wu...you don't have to wrap Yiyi's arms so tightly, I've already caught her."

"Ah, oh! Sorry, mistress."

Xiao Wu's helping hand loosened up, letting Yiyi's arms hang naturally in front of Tang San's chest. When Xiao Wu realized that even so, Yiyi would not slip down, she felt truly at ease.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then she regained her composure and was still able to think about teasing Tang San.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, mistress, I'm not telling you, you look very skilled in your movements. Did you practice it hundreds of times in your mind when you realized you liked Yiyi, just to be able to use it on this day?"

Tang San didn't even look at Xiao Wu's teasing expression. He just looked far ahead and walked steadily towards the academy step by step, even on the uneven and narrow path.

Just when Xiao Wu thought Tang San would never respond to her, she heard the answer.

"...It didn't start when I realized it..."

Xiao Wu turned around suddenly, with a smile that said, "It's true."

She made a fuss, "Hey--".

"You have bad intentions, mistress~"

As Xiao Wu said this, she was twirling her fingers meaningfully, squinting her eyes and making Tang San dodge a little.

But Tang San still didn't refute what Xiao Wu said.

Because looking back on the past, he discovered that during the period when he was not aware of it, he might have really thought that way subconsciously at that time.

The first time they had that idea was when they were eight years old, right?

Tang San couldn't remember clearly.

He only remembered that Yiyi had not yet obtained the second soul ring at that time, and she was half a body shorter than him. Although many people won't say anything about this, they just think Yiyi is cute.

But sometimes, uninformed people still ask him, is this his sister?

Tang San, who hadn't seen his father in almost two years and spent holidays and birthdays with Yiyi, Xiao Wu and Master, had long regarded them as family, so naturally he didn't refute those people's words.

However, those who don't know often follow up with a few words: 'Can you let me hug/carry your sister? '

Although he rejected those people's requests at that time, Tang San still couldn't help but think: With Yiyi's current appearance, she would be tired after walking for a while. If she wanted to carry it, shouldn't he practice more stable movements?

Every time, after those people asked.

Such thoughts in Tang San's mind will deepen a lot.

The idea has been around for a long time, and he doesn't know when he learned some strange things, such as: how to carry someone better, how to hold someone more securely.

As time went by, four years passed in a flash.

It was an action that had been practiced thousands of times, no, tens of thousands of times.

Finally came in handy today.

It wasn't too heavy, it should be said that it was much lighter than the weight that the master had given him on the last day of training. It gave Tang San a sense of dislocation, as if he was in an illusion, with no sense of reality.

He couldn't help but tighten his arms and move the girl on his back upwards.

When a thin, dissatisfied hum reached Tang San's ears.

Tang San's original sense of unreality quietly faded away, and was replaced by the feeling of being amused at his previous feelings of gain and loss.

He lowered his head and smiled sullenly, as if responding to the wind, responding to the moonlight, and speaking softly as if responding to his own heart:

"You were the one who asked for me with bad intentions a few years ago, and it's you who begged for me with bad intentions now."

"Tell me...when will you realize that my good intentions and tricks have been exhausted?"

Not far away, behind Tang San, three boys and girls holding skewers were sometimes muttering and discussing something, and sometimes bursting into laughter.

Only the two silhouettes in the front are left, one bent and the other silhouetted, quiet and peaceful.

It seems to be a whole of its own, inseparable.

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The movements of the person carrying the mistress are very gentlemanly. They do not put their hands directly on the thighs or buttocks, but hold their own forearms and overlap them to support the person on the back.

Here Tang San sorted out his own emotional line and traced the origin of time. Now, he has begun to play chess step by step to enlighten Yiyi.

[In my article, it is impossible for the heroine to taste the pain of love first. But as for the male protagonist...please drink this bitter cup of love for me first. 】