Douluo: My father, titled Douluo

Chapter 196 Yuan Xunlu and Lin Yu'an
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 the same way before?" Yuan Xunlu gave another bite of cake to Lingyuan Douluo.

before,

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

In the time of the sage, Yuan Xunlu prefers a spiritual sympathy, and Lin Yuan, who is very similar to him, is very comfortable together,

So is Gao E.

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

"Eating this at night will make you gain weight."

"..." Lingyuan Douluo.

If you co-operate, I should gain weight, right?

After a long time,

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

Yuan Xunlu smiled slightly.

Lingyuan Douluo lay in Yuan Xunlu's arms, shrank like a cat,
Road:
"Well, let me think about it. You became like this after the daytime today, so... there are two big things during the daytime today."

"You said."

Lingyuan Douluo belongs to the kind of very smart woman, unlike Yuan Xunlu,
Yuan Xunlu is a performer, he will say anything when he sees it, and he will pretend to be aggressive in front of others.
And Lingyuan Douluo belongs to the high-cold type, I can see it, but I am too lazy to tell you,
unless……

She cares about you very much.

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

The second thing is our marriage...

let me think,

Is this thing profitable? "

"Yes, and it's huge."

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

After the afternoon tea with Bibi Dong, he went to Qian Daoliu's elder hall.

"At that time, I went to find the great priest..."

……

……

The old house of the Angel family.

The filial son Yuan Xunlu is here again.

In the private flower garden, Qian Daoliu, dressed in white, was sitting upright. He knelt and sat on a net woven from Polygonatum odoratum, while Yuan Xunlu sat on the other side with a hippie smile on his knees.

On the small table in front of Qian Daoliu were two crystal-clear thin-bodied porcelain cups, and beside him was a copper pot burning with charcoal, with hot water in it.

It seems to be very ordinary, like a little rich family with arty style.

But in fact, these things of Qian Daoliu are extravagant and ancient.

The basic history is more than 500 years.

"So... what are you doing here?" Qian Daoliu looked suspiciously at Yuan Xunlu.

The so-called knowing a son is like a father,

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

In a word,

crumbs.

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

"..." Qian Daoliu.

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

This is the elegance of the family.

So it is understandable that Lingyuan Douluo has a little tea, after all, the family likes tea.

"Gollum Gollum-"

Yuan Xunlu Niu chewed the peony and drank the tea in one gulp, making Qian Daoliu frown.

The little beast is itchy, right?

Qian Daoliu felt that Yuan Xunlu was deliberately provoking him.

Does Yuan Xunlu know how to drink tea?
He understands, of course he understands, it's not like he hasn't attended the education of the aristocratic family.

Compared with the aristocratic etiquette that Tang San learned suddenly in Yuexuan in the original book, Yuan Xunlu has been living in an aristocratic family, how could he not understand?

But Yuan Xunlu wanted to pretend to be vulgar and drink 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 want to ask if there are other bloodlines in our Angel family?" Yuan Xunlu smiled hippie.

Qian Daoliu replied firmly, "No."

Then asked again:

"Why are you asking this?"

Yuan Xunlu smiled.

Of course, after you die, I'll see if there are any other relatives competing with me for the family property.

Yuan Xunlu pretended to wipe away his tears, acting like a filial son and grandson, and said: "The blood of the angel is withering, I am thinking about the family."

"..." Qian Daoliu.

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

"Anything else?"

"Really? For example, when the Angel family was fighting for the Pope's position, the blood of the loser flowed outside?"

Qian Daoliu looked at Yuan Xunlu like an idiot, and said coldly: "Do you think that if there is an angel Wuhun wandering outside, I won't bring him back to Wuhun Palace?"

In today's era, as long as little soul masters want to live and go to school normally, they will go to the Wuhun Hall to report.

The same is true for Tang San, because without the certificate presented by Wuhundian, he can't go to the Junior Soul Master Academy, and he can't get the subsidy.

If there are really people with Angel Wuhun wandering outside, as long as they register, the Wuhun Hall will know.

"However... 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 quite a few people on the continent with Angel blood.

For example, Pope Shang before Wuhundian, Qian Daoliu was called loyalty in front of him, Qianxunji was counted as goodness in front of him, and Yuan Xunlu was called temperance in front of him.

When he was on tour in the Haagen-Dazs Kingdom, the king forced the princess to roll off the bed when he was drunk,
Where bishops want to be promoted, they secretly ask their wives to sleep with them,

If someone destroyed their sect, they would arrest the female relatives and have fun together with his subordinates,

Why did my female disciple fall in love with outstanding male disciples from other families, so she gave her female disciple in front of the man...

The others were afraid of Pope Shang's strength and power, so they could only pretend not to see it.

The father of Douluo Continent - Pope Shang.

(Mainland pure love fighters are furious)
When Yuan Xunlu was a child, he dug through the historical records of Pope Shang's family, and remembered the details described in them clearly.

Do not misunderstand,
Yuan Xunlu just likes history,

Really.

And Pope Eternal is not an exception. Under such a situation of being merciful everywhere, it is possible that a child with the blood of an angel may really be born.

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

But for the next generation, maybe the Wuhun will return to the ancestors, or maybe.

"I'm relieved that way."

"get out."

"Come on."

Yuan Xunlu rolled away in a hurry.

……

……

"That means our child must be the Pope?"

"If Qian Renxue has no heirs, there is a high probability it will be."

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

The two of them were terrible.

"It's just...it's difficult to deal with the saint Hu Liena standing upright." Yuan Xunlu thought for a while, thinking that his son would become an opponent on the road to the Pope.

It seems that Hu Liena is the only one left.

Qian Renxue has no heirs, and if she becomes a god, she can only stay on the mainland for a hundred years, and Yuan Ling'er is the same, and she doesn't necessarily have the support of the elders of the Wuhun Palace and the family.

After Qian Renxue, the saint Hu Liena was the only candidate for Pope.

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

A chill flashed in Lingyuan Douluo's eyes, she smiled and said:
"If a son,
Let her marry our son, it is not wronged her,
If it is a daughter,

Just ask Hu Liena to die, just fake it as an accident, and the aristocratic family will pretend not to see it. "

"..." Yuan looked for the way.

hiss~
What a cruel heart,
but……

"What you said makes sense, so let's do it then."

"For the sake of our children, we don't want small horses and big carts. It is best to work hard now."

Lingyuan Douluo swallowed the last bite of the cake, and rolled into the silk with Yuan Xunlu.

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