Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect

The man stood up and looked down into the lake.

"Where are the fish? Why aren't there any fish?"

In the bucket at his feet, there was no spoils except some water drawn from the lake mixed with a few weeds.

Obviously, this fisherman came up empty-handed today.

"Impossible! I am Long Xiaoyao! How can I be stumped by a small fish?"

The young man was none other than Long Xiaoyao, who had disappeared from the continent for a long time.

At this moment, the empty-handed Long Xiaoyao was like an ordinary person, cursing at the lake and throwing a few stones, causing ripples on the lake.

After venting his anger for a while, Long Xiaoyao picked up his bucket and staggered towards a small village not far away.

"Mr. Xiao, you are in such a good mood, why don't you go fishing again today?"

"Hey, Lao Xiao, are there any fish caught today?"

"Mr. Xiao! We just got some fresh river fish today! There are several big fish! Come and take a look!"

Long Xiaoyao naturally exchanged greetings with the villagers and scolded the fishmonger with a smile, "Old Chen! Can you please give me some respect when you speak? What do you mean by empty-handed again? I'm just going to scout out a new fishing spot! I just don't have time to fish!"

"I know, I know! Come and take a look at these big fish! I guarantee you'll like them! You'll be proud to take them out!"

Long Xiaoyao muttered a few words that he was not an air force officer. Then he picked out a fat fish, threaded a rope through it, and pretended to put it into his bucket.

"Huh! It's huge!"

"I'm starting to wonder if you got up early this morning and took all the fish away with your net! You didn't even leave a single fish for me!"

Long Xiaoyao pretended to be carrying the bucket of spoils and walked back to his little home.

A two-story courtyard located on the east side of the village.

The yard is a bit old and the outer walls are even a bit peeling.

As soon as you push open the door and walk in, what comes into view is a vast expanse of greenery.

Trimmed ivy is hung on the racks on the wall, and grapes are hung on a large rack. Every corner of the yard is filled with plants.

This is a courtyard that once had an atmosphere of slow living.

"Squeak~"

The door of the cottage was pushed open, and a bright and charming woman with a youthful air walked out.

"You're carrying a bucket full of water again today?"

Long Xiaoyao's smile froze when he heard that. He then picked up the fish that had been put on the rope from the bucket and said arrogantly, "What do you mean by buying? Look! I caught it!"

air force?

I brought back the fish, how can you still say it’s from the Air Force?

Just tell me whether you brought back any fish!

Ye Xishui reached out and took the fat fish, her eyes curved, "How come you are so good today? You caught a big one?"

"But there are still sea fish in that small lake?"

"This... might be an underground sewer!" Long Xiaoyao confirmed, then ran away with the bucket to water the flowers.

Ye Xishui did not expose Long Xiaoyao, she just thought that such little daily life was really interesting.

Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao, Death God Douluo, Ye Xishui.

Enjoying the life of an ordinary person in this small and unknown village.

Apart from the village thugs who coveted them at the beginning, they lived here without any worries.

The wealth they possess is enough to provide them with plenty for several lifetimes, and they can even survive by practicing.

Because Long Xiaoyao beat up the village thugs, he became a celebrity in the village. People could talk about him wherever they went, and Long Xiaoyao was happy to chat with him.

After learning how to chew melon seeds and gossip from Ye Nanxiao, he easily blended into the inner life of the village.

Every day I either go fishing or go to the village entrance to chat about gossip, and by the way, I take a look at where there is excitement.

Although Long Xiaoyao looked noble, dressed in linen and had skillful gossip skills, the people in the village did not discriminate against him.

Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui were also able to live an ordinary life.

Thanks to Long Xiaoyao's efforts in creating a peaceful atmosphere, Ye Xishui's Blood Soul Demon Puppet Martial Spirit actually became dormant, and the murderous intent and deathly aura in his body "fell into a deep sleep."

Instead, what surfaced was Ye Xishui's other martial soul, the Bright Phoenix.

This made Ye Xishui full of a gentle aura, and light elements danced around her.

Long Xiaoyao was also deeply moved by this.

It would be best if Ye Xishui's Blood Soul Demon Puppet could remain dormant, so that Ye Xishui would just be Ye Xishui, and not the God of Death Douluo.

Ye Xishui hummed an unknown ballad as she skillfully processed the fish that Long Xiaoyao had brought back, cutting open its belly, removing the internal organs, scraping off the scales, and slicing the meat.

According to the way of eating that Long Xiaoyao learned from his disciple, the most comfortable way to eat fish is to eat thin slices of fish with a little wine.

So Ye Xishui learned it specially, and cooked it for him every now and then when Long Xiaoyao couldn't help but go to the market to buy a fish.

At dinner time, Long Xiaoyao carried a small wine jug containing loose wine bought from the vegetable market.

Ye Xishui brought two or three dishes and placed them on a small round table.

The two sat together, Ye Xishui poured wine for Long Xiaoyao, and Long Xiaoyao ate with relish.

During this time, the two of them were like a young couple in love, playing restlessly with their feet under the table.

After finishing his meal, Long Xiaoyao quickly went to wash the dishes, even using a little strength to polish the dishes.

The secret taught by Ye Fox is that after a warm or romantic dinner, when you are full of food and drink, you can think about that.

Originally, Long Xiaoyao didn't have much interest in this. After all, the higher his cultivation level, the stronger his control over himself would be.

However, now Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui have taken the initiative to seal their own cultivation in order to experience the life of ordinary people.

Therefore, some primitive instinctive symphonies belonging to human beings are re-ignited.

The seven emotions and six desires are human instincts, intertwined with love and complement each other.

Long Xiaoyao once again had a deeper understanding of this sentence.

"I have to go find the carpenter Lao Xu tomorrow and ask him to customize a bigger and stronger bed." Long Xiaoyao exerted a little force and hugged the beauty in his arms tightly.

Ye Xishui rolled her eyes at Long Xiaoyao, snorted softly, then found a warm haven in Long Xiaoyao's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

The expression of her true feelings and the venting of her emotions made her feel the exhaustion of happiness.

Long Xiaoyao chuckled and closed his eyes as well.

Before going to bed, he thanked his good disciple as usual.

If it weren't for Ye Nanxiao, his good disciple, Long Xiaoyao would never have come to his senses.

But recently I heard that my disciple has become famous again among the empire.

However, even if his disciple was being beaten, it was just his training and had nothing to do with him.

Given Ye Nanxiao's character, he would not take the initiative to disturb the secluded life of Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui unless it was absolutely necessary.

The moon is rising in the sky.

Long Xiaoyao, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

He gently laid Ye Xishui down on the soft big bed.

Then, he turned into a black shadow and disappeared on the spot. (End of this chapter)