[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

While half asleep and half awake, Tang Lingyi heard the familiar sound of conversation in her ears. She frowned in discomfort, and suddenly felt that her decadent body was showing signs of improvement.

On the damaged meridians, the cracks were stitched together with stars. The blue-green light happily rushes around the body with full vitality.

"Teacher, do you want to take a break first?"

A male voice that I had never heard before contained concern.

"Do not."

The decisive voice behind her was very familiar to her. It was Tang San's voice.

"She is most afraid of pain. If she wakes up and finds that she is still sick, she will be angry."

With a doting tone, it is not difficult to hear that the speaker cares about the "her" in the words.

Tang Lingyi rolled her eyes silently in her heart, feeling very dissatisfied with this behavior of speaking ill of her behind her back.

"Then let me prepare some food for you first, teacher."

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you." Tang San's voice sounded a little weak, and there were continuous coughs from time to time: "You don't have to come over in a hurry later, just understand the knowledge I taught you yesterday."

"Okay, teacher."

The door squeaked, the footsteps moved away, and the man walked out.

The soul power in the body slowly filled up, and a feeling of exhaustion afterward surged into my heart like a tide.

"My concubine."

He called softly, and his warm fingers lingered between his eyebrows, creating ripples in Tang Lingyi's heart.

Her consciousness blurred again, and before she lost consciousness completely, only the "foreign" water droplets in her eyes made her realize that this was not a false dream.

……

Dreams are a wonderful thing.

Some people say that a person's dreams often reflect the most urgent desire deep in the person's heart; however, others refute that everything in dreams is contrary to reality.

It is right for the father to speak to the public, but it is right for the mother-in-law to speak to her mother-in-law.

Complex debates have been going on since ancient times.

Tang Lingyi propped up her chin and looked at the orange and white cat in front of her, thinking seriously about which faction she belonged to.

Small wings, a tail like a pom-pom, and an inexplicable strange temperament of an old cadre... The woman sitting cross-legged on the ground was thinking about her preferences.

Tang Lingyi, who thinks she is extremely dedicated on the topic of plush cats, reflected: "That's not right! I remember that I clearly like soft and soft black and white cats the most. When did I fall in love with the orange cat breed?"

"Meow!"

The plush ball rushed into Tang Lingyi's arms like a cannonball, and its angry cry seemed to be a straightforward accusation.

Under the red "福" scarf around her neck are three cute little dried fish ornaments. Her triangular ears twitch, and every move exudes a sense of "cute nobility."

Tang Lingyi's eyes wandered for a second, she couldn't help but wrap her hands around the kitten, and then quickly gave it a luxurious meal "from head to toe".

The cat, which was so ravaged that it was starry-eyed, swayed in her arms, supported itself on one foot and swayed left and right like a tumbler for three seconds, then decisively softened into a piece of cat cake and collapsed on the ground. In Ling Yi's hands.

"Old Man" Lu Wu: Help, help! Why are today’s children so afraid of qaq!

Tang Lingyi, who simply thought about being addicted to handles, blinked and looked at the "touching porcelain" cat in her arms and fell into deep thought.

This feeling, ahh~

Pretty good!

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It's just a bit...heavy.

The phrase "big orange is the most important" cleverly summarizes a popular fact. Tang Lingyi weighed the cat cake in his hand and came to an obvious conclusion -

This cat’s food must be very good (doge)!

"Let it go, let it go, meow!"

The cat, whose head was still dizzy, firmly opened half of his eyes and looked at the "culprit" in front of him who showed no mercy at all: "You actually..."

The angry look with its head held high had a contrasting "cuteness" in it. Tang Lingyi couldn't hold it back and slapped her head and face again.

Lu Wu: "..."

I shouldn't have competed with those bastards for this assignment. Such a good little girl was greedy for her body.

— Gan!

The poor cat fluttered away from the den of thieves, maintaining a subtle and magical safe distance of "three steps" from Tang Lingyi. Tang Lingyi raised her eyes and looked at the kitten opposite her that she could touch with just a hand, and decided to "put it away as soon as it was good" for the time being.

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"I'm sorry." She admitted her mistake simply, "But you are so cute!"

The contrasting combination of cuteness and seriousness, how could she, a severely fuzzy patient, resist it!

Lu Wu stretched out his front paw and patted it with a straight face. It seemed to be telling her that she should have an attitude of admitting her mistakes and not smile playfully.

Tang Lingyi, who knew she was in the wrong, sighed, blinked and kept sitting in a harmless posture.

Her calm attitude made Lu Wu breathe a sigh of relief, and he cleared his throat: "Well, what do you think about the mutation of food language?"

Tang Lingyi was stunned. She wanted to answer directly. But looking at the victim opposite, I decided to put my attitude in a better tone: "...should I have any opinions?"

Lu Wu's face darkened at the euphemistic rhetorical question.

It's like an irritable old father with a dysfunctional child. In his anger, he forgets the safe distance of "three steps".

A "tiger pounces on food" trampled the two-legged beast Tang Lingyi under its claws: "This is your thing, meow! As the heir to the God of Cookery, you don't know your own weapons, and you still ask me! Meow, no A qualified heir!"

Although it was a vent of anger, the cat's paws that had restrained its claws stepped on the body, which was undoubtedly a massage.

Tang Lingyi looked strange when she heard this. She was not in the mood to enjoy the VIP treatment of "cat stepping on breasts": "Wait, what did you just say? Heir to the God of Cookery? Why didn't I know that I still have this identity?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Wu immediately looked at her with the look of a "heartless man": "Meow! You accepted the contract of 'Food Language', are you going to turn your back and deny it now, you scumbag! Meow!"

Scumbag, scumbag?

Tang Lingyi rejected this unrealistic slander.

She placed the big orange in her arms on the ground solemnly, looked down at it solemnly, and said, "I think we have some misunderstanding."

so?

Lu Wu gave her a "noble and cold" look.

"Let's talk openly and honestly." She looked at the big orange sincerely and said sincerely.

There was no way, if the name "scumbag" was attached to her and the mistress knew about it... Tang Lingyi touched her remaining conscience and felt that the situation was not good!

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Seeing that she seemed to be really unaware, Lu Wu's attitude slowly softened.

Then, after listening to its "confused and dancing" description, Tang Lingyi finally understood where the two of them misunderstood!

Kongsang is the place where food gathers after it turns into spirit. The list of delicacies from all over the world is called "Food Language".

"Food language" is controlled by the God of Food in the past dynasties - also known as the Kongsang Manager.

Kongsang, which gathered food souls from all over the world, was supposed to be a land of paradise, but the previous God of Food was brutally killed, and even the "food language" disappeared, and his whereabouts are unknown.

When everything goes wrong, the ferocious beast "Taotie" attacks Kongsang, and this paradise where soul-eaters gather eventually turns into purgatory.

The soul-eating soul was seriously injured and returned to its origins, hiding in the depths of time, waiting for the destined person to awaken it.

As for the "successor to the God of Cookery", that is a well-established rule.

Only creatures recognized by the "Food Language" and signed a contract can become the God of Cooking. Coupled with some harsh and strange rules, it is gradually said that the owner of the "Food Language" is the successor of the God of Cooking.

According to this statement, Tang Lingyi, who has awakened the "food language", is the new successor to the God of Cookery.

After hearing everything, Tang Lingyi said: "..."

She reached out and poked Lu Wu: "You call this forceful buying and selling, do you understand?"

Lu Wu slapped her misbehaving hand and argued: "No, the contract will not be established without your own permission, meow!"

"I didn't..." Tang Lingyi blurted out the retort, but suddenly swallowed back the second half of the sentence as if she had thought of something.

license……

Her eyes darkened, and a dangerous arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

, you are really good at meowing! He actually plotted against her again!

A series of curse words that would definitely be blocked in the vagina floated through her mind, and Tang Lingyi tried hard to suppress the urge to beat someone up.

She said, how could there be such a good thing as a pie falling in the sky? Is the co-author waiting for her here?

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Very good, the others are gone :)

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Lu Wu, who was lowering his head and licking his paws, suddenly shuddered, his body shook subconsciously, his hair exploded, and he took a few steps away from Tang Lingyi.

Lu Wu: Hiss~ It’s so cold! Why did the wind suddenly rise in the dream?

"Why are there purple lanterns hanging outside?" Tang Lingyi, who was sitting by the window and looking out, curiously looked at the doctor named "Ji Xiang" in the room.

She only woke up a few days ago, after being "forced" to sign the agreement to be the successor to the God of Cookery.

Emmm, how should I put it...if it weren't for some weird reasons, she would never take the initiative to do anything for herself.

The main reason is that the other party gives too much (doge).

After she woke up, Tang San, who had been instilling soul power in her day and night, breathed a sigh of relief, and then... fainted.

Amidst Jixiang's urgent shouts, Tang Lingyi calmly threw several [Grass and Trees to Help the Common People] on him. The surging vitality eased the tense situation, and the newly released "Master Wife" allowed her to easily have a general understanding of the current situation.

Do you like the purple leader of the pirate group? Why does she think there is something weird about it?

Hearing this, Jixiang stuck his head out and looked around: "What's going on? Is there any happy event? Usually every household hangs purple lanterns only during the New Year at the end of the year?"

While the two were looking at each other, a tall man walked in from outside the door: "Hello, Miracle Doctor Jixiang, is my brother okay?"

Jixiang said: "He is very good. He has no negative reactions after taking the medicine and his injuries have stabilized. But he needs to rest. In two days, you can take him home."

The tall pirate breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. It's all thanks to you this time. I'm just a younger brother, and I really don't know how to thank the miracle doctor. Don't worry, I will bring you the medicinal materials you mentioned next time I go to sea. return."

Jixiang nodded: "By the way, why are there purple lanterns hanging today? What happy event can't happen?"

The tall pirate smiled and said: "Today is a happy day for the group! There will be a happy event tonight, and I came here specifically to tell you."

"A happy event?" Ji Xiang blurted out, "Who dares to marry her?"

The tall pirate was startled and waved his hand: "No, no, the leader is not getting married."

He made a silent gesture: "I want to marry someone."

Marry someone?

Tang Lingyi's eyebrows twitched, and an unknown premonition came to her mind.

...It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?