Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 220 The princess tastes pretty good!

She also regretted her incompetence and inability to help her brother.

"No, I can't let my brother continue to be bullied!" She clenched her fists, her eyes gradually becoming firm.

For her brother, she is willing to give everything.

The next day, all newspapers under the Wuhun Empire began to report and praise the greatness of the Wuhun Empire, celebrate the unification of Douluo Continent, confirm the correctness of the Wuhun Empire's rule, and proclaim that an unprecedented prosperous era was about to come. The streets were filled with cheers.

A beggar hiding in a dark corner heard people talking on the street, and there was something crazy in his eyes.
Why should he suffer such humiliation while his enemies grow stronger?

He was unwilling to accept this! How unfair God was to him!

"Damn it, Spirit Hall, just wait for me. When I become the God of Suffering, I will definitely make you suffer!"

He swore with a sinister look in his eyes.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard nearby.

"Do you understand the rules? This is our territory!" A bamboo pole hit him on the head, and then three beggars covered in mud came over and surrounded Tang San.

"I'm leaving now, leaving now." Tang San, who had been beaten many times, naturally understood that he couldn't confront these people head-on, so he immediately chose to lower his head and prepare to leave.

"Wait, hand over the money in the bowl." The leading beggar stopped Tang San and looked at the scattered copper soul coins in his broken bowl used for begging. There was some greed in his eyes, and he didn't mind the small amount of money at all.

"no!"

Tang San quickly put the broken bowl into his arms. This was all the money he had earned from begging these days. Without this money, he would starve to death on the streets.

"Hey, you still dare to resist? Brothers, beat them up." The leading beggar sneered, swung the bamboo pole in his hand, and slowly forced Tang San to the corner.

"You, don't come over here~"

At the same time, over at Yu Xiaogang's side,

Yu Xiaogang was holding a few of the "latest" books on soul master theory that he had bought from a street stall, humming a little tune as he walked slowly towards the Tang Sect's base.

When passing by an alley, his eyes suddenly went dark, a sack was put on his head, and then a huge pulling force came.

"Ah! Who is it!" Yu Xiaogang panicked and began to struggle.

boom!
"what!"

A stick hit him hard on the head, but maybe the aim was wrong, the stick didn't knock Yu Xiaogang unconscious, but made him squeal like a pig.

"Hurry up and knock him out, don't make a big deal out of this."

"Yes."

The people outside exchanged a few quick words, and then the man with the stick hit Yu Xiaogang on the head a few more times, knocking him unconscious. There was no skill involved, just sheer strength.

"take away."

A few people glanced at the street, then picked up the sacks and left quickly.

slam-la-

A basin of water was poured on Yu Xiaogang's head. Under the stimulation of the cold water, Yu Xiaogang woke up slowly. When he opened his eyes, he found himself tied up in a small forest, surrounded by several men wearing hoods. His head was still aching.

"Awake." The masked man in the lead looked at Yu Xiaogang waking up and sneered.

hiss~
Something was not right. Yu Xiaogang's mind raced. He seemed to be kidnapped. He was a fat man with no money or beauty. Why did they kidnap him? This was really going to kill him.

"My dear heroes, spare my life!" He begged for mercy immediately. "My dear heroes, take whatever you like. If you want money, I have more than ten gold soul coins on me. If that's not enough, there are still some in the Tang Sect's base."

Swish!
A bright white knife light flashed, and a long knife was placed on his neck. The cold blade was close to his skin, and the biting chill came through the blade.

He immediately shrank his neck back and said cautiously, "My dear, you can't do that. You can't do that. Harmony brings wealth. Harmony brings wealth."

"Hmph, we don't want your money nor your life." said the man with the knife.

"Then what do you want?" They don't even want money, so why tie him up? You can't be after his 500-pound flesh.

"We want you to tell us where Tang San is hiding!"

The man with the knife said this with gritted teeth, and it was obvious that he hated Tang San very much.

When Yu Xiaogang heard this, an idea flashed through his mind. Damn, he didn't expect that this time it was his own disciple who would harm him. This is really screwed.

But Tang San hadn't contacted him since he was wanted, so how could he tell where Tang San was?

He shook his head repeatedly and said sincerely: "My dear friends, I don't know!"

The man with the knife looked cold when he heard Yu Xiaogang's words. He exerted a little force with the sharp knife and a blood mark appeared on Yu Xiaogang's neck.

"Good man, good man! Wait a minute, I really don't know!"

boom!
The man with the stick on the other side heard Yu Xiaogang's words and hit him directly in the stomach with the stick, causing his fat body to tremble and acid to churn in his stomach.

"You are his teacher, how could you not know?"

"I really don't know!" Yu Xiaogang wanted to cry but had no tears.

"It's true that the relationship between master and disciple is so deep that he still refuses to speak." A man holding a sack at the back looked at Yu Xiaogang with some admiration, "You should beat him up first, otherwise his mouth will be too stubborn to pry open."

"Well, it should have been done long ago." The man with the stick waved the long stick in his hand and laughed grimly.

"No, no, no, wait, please tell me what you want to say. Ah!!!"

The shrill screams echoed throughout the entire grove, startling the flying birds. Those who heard it giggled and those who listened to it screamed.

"Brother, he still refuses to speak." The man with the knife said to the man with the sack.

"I think we should just go all out and kill him right away. It can also be considered as a tribute to the marshal." The man with the stick said with a fierce look in his eyes.

Yu Xiaogang's swollen eyes suddenly opened, and his mouth, which had five or six teeth missing, opened wide and he stammered as he wanted to say something.

"Forget it." The sack-sacked man hesitated for a moment and said, "We are mainly looking for Tang San, he is the real murderer. Killing this fat guy would alert the enemy. It would be bad. It is better to keep him. Tang San might look for him again in the future, and he can be regarded as a clue."

"Okay, then I'll listen to you, big brother."

After a few people discussed it, Yu Xiaogang was put into the sack again and thrown in front of the Tang Clan’s base.

Wuhun City, Pope’s Palace,
"Tell me, are you willing to take the place of your royal brother?" Shang An looked at the girl kneeling below with some strangeness.

"Yes, Your Highness, please give me a chance." Xue Ke pressed her head deeply to the ground and said earnestly.

"Are you sure?" Shang An asked again.

"I'm sure!" Xue Ke said after taking a deep breath.

"Well, come on, I'll give you this chance, let me taste the taste of the imperial princess." Shang An sat on the chair, supporting his face with his hands, and said with interest.

Xue Ke's body trembled slightly. She took off her clothes in panic but determination. Her pink little feet stepped on the cold floor. Each toe was as white and delicate as a pearl, like the most perfect work of art in the world. She walked towards Shang An step by step, and every step seemed to use up all her strength.

She is willing to do anything for her brother.

"what!"

There is one more woman and one less girl in this world.

"The princess's meal tastes pretty good," Shang An commented after enjoying it.

"Then Your Highness the Saint Son, can you let my brother go?" Xue Ke had tears in her eyes and her body was in pain, but she still forced a smile.

Shang An couldn't help but look at her with some approval. Among mortals, she was really one of the few people who could resist his charm. Perhaps it was because after experiencing the destruction of the country by Tiandou, her royal brother had become her only hope. Relying on her feelings for her royal brother, she was able to resist his charm.

This kind of feeling is neither love nor family affection. It is really complicated.

However, if this were the case, it would certainly not be possible to let Qian Renxue fake her death and escape as originally planned. Given the feelings this little girl had for her, if she knew that her brother was dead, she would definitely follow him.

Why not try to see if she can accept Qian Renxue's true identity and see whether her reliance is on her blood brother or the brother who has always cared about her.

Thinking of this, Shang An slowly said, "Do you really think I will do something to your brother?"

Isn't it? Xue Ke didn't answer Shang An, but the expression on her face was obvious.

"Okay, okay, but have you really gotten to know your royal brother?"

Shang An waved his hand and asked another question.

"What do you mean?" Xue Ke wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and stared at Shang An with her big eyes. Could it be that this Holy Son had taken advantage of everything and didn't want to admit it?

"Is it possible that your brother is not actually your brother?" Shang An stroked Xue Ke's cute little head and smiled. "Impossible!" Xue Ke opened her mouth and yelled, even temporarily forgetting her fear of Shang An.

"Okay, if you say it's impossible, then it's impossible." Shang An smoothed down Xue Ke's frizzy hair and said, "Don't worry, I promised you that I will never do anything to your brother. But what I said may not be untrue, so think about it carefully."

When Xue Ke walked out of the palace, she was in a daze.

She did not believe Shang An's words, but still planted a seed in her heart, because with Shang An's identity, there was no need for him to lie to her, a princess of a fallen country.

Returning to the small courtyard arranged for her by the Wuhun Empire, Xue Ke pushed open the door somewhat woodenly.

"Xiao Ke, you're back." A clear and gentle male voice sounded, and she saw her royal brother Xue Qinghe standing under a tree outside the courtyard, turning his head and looking at her with a smile.

"Royal brother, why are you here?" Xue Ke walked over with some surprise, and threw herself in front of Qian Renxue with her injured legs. The moment she saw her royal brother, she seemed to have no more grievances.

Qian Renxue looked at Xue Ke with some heartache. She naturally knew what had happened. Shang An did not hide it from her, but following Shang An was better than following others. At least Shang An would not treat his own people unfairly.

"Royal brother, today the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall told me that you are not my royal brother. Humph, I don't believe his nonsense." Xue Ke hugged Qian Renxue's arm and said coquettishly. She tried her best to hide her emotions with her poor acting skills, not wanting to make her royal brother worry about her.

Qian Renxue was silent for a while.

"Royal brother, why don't you say anything?" Xue Ke's heart skipped a beat and she felt something was wrong.

Qian Renxue sighed and said in her own voice: "Xiao Ke, what if what he said is true?"

"Really, how, how is it possible." Xue Ke's expression froze on her face, and then she forced a smile and said, "Brother, you are kidding me, right?"

Qian Renxue sighed again and dropped her disguise.

Suddenly, a tall, beautiful woman with blonde hair appeared on the spot.

"No, it's impossible. Who are you! Where did you hide my royal brother?" Xue Ke immediately let go of Qian Renxue's arm, shook her head and stepped back, fear in her eyes. She accidentally stepped on a stone with her left foot and fell to the cold ground.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue hurried forward and wanted to help Xue Ke up.

"Don't touch me, who are you! Where is my royal brother?" Xue Ke looked at Qian Renxue in front of her with resistance, her eyes filled with fear and strong resentment. This expression appeared for the first time on this innocent princess.

"Hey." Qian Renxue withdrew her hand. "My name is Qian Renxue, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall. As for your royal brother, I'm sorry, he died a long time ago."

"When did my royal brother die?" The resentment in Xue Ke's eyes was extremely strong. It turned out that the royal brother who loved her had died at the hands of the Spirit Hall a long time ago. All this was just a drama of the Spirit Hall.

"The year you were born." Qian Renxue was reminded of the memories of that time. Actually, Xue Qinghe was the first person she killed with her own hands.

Xue Ke was suddenly stunned when she heard this.

She said in a trembling voice: "So the royal brothers I met were all you in disguise?"

"That's right, Xiao Ke, I have always been your royal brother. I'm sorry for lying to you for so long." Qian Renxue admitted it frankly. There was no point in hiding it at this time.

She was preparing for Xue Ke's next vicious words, and she was ready to be spurned by Xue Ke.

Unexpectedly, Xue Ke stood up and rushed over.

"you liar!"

She pounded Qian Renxue's chest with her white fist, and two lines of hot tears flowed unconsciously from her eyes.

"Why, why did you lie to me, and lied to me for so long." As she was fighting, she suddenly hugged Qian Renxue, buried her head in Qian Renxue's chest and burst into tears.

"You big liar!"

Qian Renxue hugged Xue Ke with her backhand and patted her back gently, "Xiao Ke, I won't ask for your forgiveness. If you want to hate me, then go ahead."

"I hate you, I hate you." Xue Ke said and couldn't help but hit Qian Renxue's back with her little fist.

But as she fought on, her strength became weaker and weaker. It might be because she was too tired from before, or too emotional just now, and now she actually fell asleep in Qian Renxue's arms.

Qian Renxue picked her up gently with some pity, put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, then sat beside the bed and looked at her quietly.

After a night, Xue Ke opened her eyes in confusion. The scent beside the bed made her feel at ease. It was the scent of her royal brother. She had always felt that her royal brother was different from others since she was a child. The scent of her royal brother was particularly pleasant, just like a girl's body odor.

She gradually came to her senses and saw the strange yet familiar blonde beauty next to her.

"You, you stayed here all night?"

Qian Renxue touched Xue Ke's head without saying anything.

"I will never forgive you." Xue Ke turned her head and said with a pout.

"Okay, okay, I won't forgive you." Qian Renxue took out a thermos box from the side and opened it. Inside was a bowl of crystal clear white porridge. It looked like nothing was added to it, but it still exuded a fresh fragrance, and there was steam coming out of the porridge.

"This is the porridge I asked someone to prepare for you. You must be hungry."

Qian Renxue brought out the white porridge, blew a breath of hot air on it, then picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful and handed it to Xue Ke's mouth.

"I don't"

Gulu gulu~
Before I could finish my sentence, my stomach started screaming and there was some awkwardness in the room.

Xue Ke had consumed too much physical and mental energy yesterday, and now her stomach was growling with hunger.

"Eat quickly." Qian Renxue looked at her with amusement and handed the spoon forward again.

"Hmph!" Xue Ke snorted coldly. She still couldn't resist the temptation of the porridge. She opened her mouth and bit the entire spoon in a fit of anger.

It smells so good~
The moment the porridge enters your mouth,
Xue Ke's eyes lit up. The porridge was neither too thin nor too thick. It had a light sweetness in her mouth and the fragrance of rice, which accurately hit her taste buds. It was just a bowl of white porridge, but it seemed like a delicacy, satisfying Xue Ke's picky taste buds at once.

The porridge flowed down her throat into her stomach. The warm feeling flowed through her intestines to moisten her already impatient stomach. Then Xue Ke found herself even hungrier.

"How is it? Delicious, right?" Qian Renxue gently pulled the spoon out of Xue Ke's mouth, and scooped another spoonful and handed it to Xue Ke.

This white porridge is not ordinary white porridge, it is the soul skill of a food-type soul Douluo in the Spirit Hall. The white porridge produced not only tastes excellent, but also has a very gentle soul power nature. It can nourish the human body, replenish the body's qi and blood, and has the effect of strengthening the foundation. It is something that is hard to find outside.

She knew that Xue Ke had lost a lot of blood yesterday and needed to be replenished, so she prepared it specially.

Xue Ke wanted to say that it was not tasty, but after smelling the fragrance of the white porridge, she couldn't say such a superstitious thing. She could only blush slightly, open her mouth, and just look at Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue smiled faintly and continued to feed Xue Ke white porridge.

Although the younger sister didn't say it, she actually no longer hated her in her heart.

In fact, Xue Ke has been confused since the moment she found out that the Xue Qinghe she knew was actually Qian Renxue. Although Qian Renxue killed Xue Qinghe, it was actually Qian Renxue, not Xue Qinghe, who had always been good to her, and the royal brother in her mind had actually always been Qian Renxue.

Although Qian Renxue caused the destruction of the Tiandou Empire, she could no longer hate Qian Renxue. Because her beloved royal brother was never Xue Qinghe, but Qian Renxue. Besides, there was no family affection in the royal family. Apart from Qian Renxue, she really had no feelings for other royal children.

When Qian Renxue and Xue Ke were easing their relationship, Shang An came to Poseidon's bedroom.

"Xixi, how about it, have you thought about it?"

At this moment, Poseidon was still as noble and elegant as ever, with a hint of inviolable sacredness, but her aura had dropped from the peak of Peerless Douluo to the level that barely reached Peerless Douluo.

"Do you really want me to inherit the throne of the God of the Sea?" Poseidon asked Shang An.

By now, she no longer believed in the Sea God, so her strength had declined. But when Shang An said he wanted her to become the Sea God, she was still shocked and couldn't calm down for a long time.

After all, Poseidon was a belief that had been engraved in her heart since she was young. Even though Poseidon was now just a despicable and powerful man in her eyes, the deep impression still made her unable to surpass Poseidon, so she did not give an answer immediately.

"That's right. If you want to take revenge on the God of the Sea, then your strength cannot be too weak." Shang An replied.

Poseidon was silent for a while. It was the first time that she was called weak. However, she also knew that her strength was nothing in front of the gods.

"Xixi, I need more strong people to help me, okay?" Shang An suddenly walked over and stretched out his hand to gently stroke Poseidon's face.

Poseidon's hair stood on end and she quickly took two steps back. Although she was used to Shang An calling her Xixi, she couldn't accept being touched for the time being, and she was also unwilling to admit that she had a crush on Shang An.

"Why must I be the one to take over? Can't someone else take over?"

"You are the most suitable person for the position of Poseidon. Please come and help me." Shang An was not annoyed when he saw Poseidon avoiding him. It was originally a test. Now Poseidon had begun to slowly accept him, even if she herself had not noticed.

For some reason, when she heard that Shang An needed her help, Poseidon no longer had any thoughts of resisting.

I hesitated for a long time.

"Okay, I promise you."

Poseidon agreed, and she comforted herself in her heart that she was helping a friend. Although she was abducted by Shang An, she found that Shang An's people were actually quite nice, and they should be friends now.

Shang An smiled slightly when he heard this.

It became.

(End of this chapter)