Douluo: Dragon King's Divine Elegy

Chapter 150 Leng Yulai, if your sister won't teach you a lesson, your brother-in-law will!

In the western suburbs of Tiandou City, there is a large area of ​​abandoned factories waiting to be demolished and rebuilt.

The night was quiet, and the interconnected factory buildings resembled a maze.

Without any artificial lighting, only the faint moonlight cast a hazy glow over all the buildings, while the occasional mournful meows of cats added to the eerie atmosphere.

call out.

A whooshing sound came as a figure stopped outside one of the abandoned factory buildings.

"Come in, let your aunt take a good look at you!"

A chilling laugh ripped through the silence, emanating from the terrifying factory gates that resembled the gaping maw of a monstrous beast.

Nan Liujing took a step forward expressionlessly, the sound of withered leaves breaking under his feet echoing.

A moment later, he passed through the dismantled gate and stepped into the factory. As soon as he stepped onto the floor, a dark purple ripple, like a flame, quietly spread out.

There was a boom.

Twisted phoenix flames rose from behind him, sealing off all possible escape routes.

Nan Liujing didn't pay much attention and continued walking forward. About a minute later, he came to a very large open space. All the machines that had been placed there had been removed, and pale moonlight poured in through the windows on both sides of the wall.

"I arrived alone as promised, without inviting anyone else. Where is Xinglan?"

Standing still, Nan Liujing looked ahead with an icy expression. On a high platform in front of him stood a woman.

She was tall and slender, her voluptuous body revealing skin as pale as porcelain, exuding a sickly cold beauty. Her features were extremely delicate, and her stunning face constantly released a captivating charm. Upon closer inspection, she bore a four or five-point resemblance to Leng Yaozhu, even sharing remarkably similar deep pupils. However, unlike her sister, her eyes were as deep as a dead pool, gleaming with an eerie purple light that sent chills down one's spine.

"Quite sentimental," Leng Yulai said with a playful tone. With a wave of her hand, a cage constructed of dark purple phoenix flames slowly rose from one side of the platform, inside which Ye Xinglan was imprisoned.

"Ajing!"

Ye Xinglan sat on the ground, quite weak. The moment she saw Nan Liujing, she suddenly regained her strength, stood up, and said in a tearful voice, "You shouldn't have come. This is a trap."

Leng Yulai rested her smooth chin on one hand, watching the show without any hurry, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Nan Liujing said softly, "You've been implicated because of me. That's why I had to come."

Ye Xinglan's delicate body trembled, she held her head in her hands, and said in a daze, "But I would rather die and let you avenge me. I don't want to see you lose your life to save me."

"One of you will indeed die."

Leng Yulai interjected with a smile, "But one person will survive."

As she spoke, she casually took out a photographic soul guide device, placed it on the railing, and then snapped her fingers. Instantly, the floor cracked, and a series of terrifying torture instruments emerged, surrounding Nan Liujing in the middle.

"What do you want to do?" Ye Xinglan's heart skipped a beat.

"What are you going to do?" Leng Yulai's smile turned into a devilish chill. "My sister ruined my life back then, and now I'm going to ruin hers."

"You must have spoiled her a lot to have become her disciple. So what would she do if I sent back the video of her torturing you to death?"

"I can't wait!"

"Hahaha!"

Leng Yulai burst into laughter in her excitement, her pretty face flushed, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

Nan Liujing narrowed his eyes, a glint of blue-gold light flashing in them.

Laugh now, but you won't be able to laugh for long.

"And you!"

Leng Yulai suddenly turned to look at Ye Xinglan, whose face was solemn, "After I torture him to death, you can leave with the photographic soul tool and personally hand it over to Leng Yaozhu."

"You're a madman, you're a madman!" Ye Xinglan's expression tightened, and she summoned the Star God Sword to fiercely slash at the cage formed by the Dark Phoenix Flame. Unfortunately, she was powerless against the soul power of a Super Douluo.

"You're right, I am a madman!" Leng Yulai's face gradually turned ferocious, and with a flash, she moved directly in front of Nan Liujing.

The sickly flush ruined the allure of her exquisite face. She extended her slender white index finger, lifted Nan Liujing's chin, and said with a sinister smile, "Tell me, which of these torture instruments would you like to experience first?"

Ye Xinglan's pretty face was pale, and her eyes revealed a hollow despair.

She knew who Leng Yulai was, but she was also well aware that Leng Yulai's strength was at least at the Title Douluo level, after all, she was a powerful figure from the same era as Leng Yaozhu.

This is definitely not something Nan Liujing can handle.

It's over, it's over!

A trace of regret appeared on Ye Xinglan's face, regretting that she hadn't committed suicide before she lost consciousness.

"That's it."

Nan Liujing looked around at the instruments of torture and finally focused his gaze on a very long whip. The surface of the whip was covered with barbs, and he estimated that one lash would be enough to tear a person's skin apart.

"Oh~" Leng Yulai turned her gaze and suddenly became interested. "Hmm, a whip is good. It feels good to be whipped."

He reached out and, with a flick of his wrist, the whip landed in her hand.

Leng Yulai looked back with a cold smile. Just as she was about to speak, a tremor suddenly erupted from the depths of her soul. As a level 97 Super Douluo, she reacted almost immediately.

But when her eyes met Nan Liujing's, her expression instantly froze.

What kind of eyes are those?
Originally dark blue, his eyes had now transformed into a dazzling blue-gold. The swirling pupils seemed to hold a vast ocean, as deep as an abyss, and a single glance would instantly sink one's soul into them.

"You!?" Leng Yulai instinctively reacted and was about to make a move, but she was horrified to find that apart from speaking normally, everything else seemed to be restrained.

In front of her, Nan Liujing took the whip with one hand and waved it lightly with the other. The cage formed by the Dark Phoenix Flame instantly shattered, and Ye Xinglan fell into a deep sleep.

This time, it was Nan Liujing's turn to extend a finger and lift the other person's chin.

"You were able to pinpoint Xinglan's location and then threaten me; there's a high probability someone is behind this," Nan Liujing said coldly. "Let me guess, that person is Qian Gu Dongfeng, isn't it?"

Leng Yulai did not reply. Incredulity and a sense of crisis drove her to frantically channel her mental energy in an attempt to find the reason why her body had lost control of itself.

"Snapped--"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the empty workshop.

Leng Yulai's delicate profile turned to one side, revealing a clearly visible handprint on her pale, porcelain-like cheek.

Her eyes glazed over, as if she couldn't believe it.

"You hit me?"

"As your future brother-in-law, is it a problem for me to hit you?" Nan Liujing said, turning her head back after hitting her.

Brother-in-law?!

Leng Yulai was stunned, even forgetting to let out the loud bang after being hit.

Nan Liujing didn't have time to explain the meaning of 'brother-in-law' to her. He reached out with one hand, grabbed her chin, and pinched it into a pout.
"Qian Gu Dong Feng wants to kill me, which is a matter of our respective positions. I think that's normal. After all, if anyone threatens my interests, I will kill them too, because that's the rule of this world. But Qian Gu Dong Feng shouldn't have dragged Xing Lan into this, and you shouldn't have threatened me with Xing Lan's life."

"You should be glad Xinglan is alright, otherwise I wouldn't even have the heart to use you, and I would have crushed you to ashes today!"

Leng Yulai could sense how strong the killing intent in Nan Liujing's words was, and she felt a chill run down her spine. Her originally fierce eyes became clearer.

"how do you want to do it?"

Leng Yulai's eyes darkened, realizing that she wouldn't die, and she asked tentatively.

She decided to act subservient today, and then take revenge and wash away her shame in the future.

"Snapped--"

Nan Liujing cracked his whip and, seeing Leng Yulai's dilated pupils, sneered, "What are you doing? We'll talk after I'm done."

"you?!"

Leng Yulai was shocked. "My sister has never hit me, you can't do this!"

“Your sister is your sister, and your brother-in-law is your brother-in-law. They are two different things.”

Nan Liujing said calmly, then used his mind to control her body to bend down, making a bow that was almost ninety degrees.

Her round, peach-shaped buttocks were perky.

With her long hair hanging down, the crackling sound of the whip echoed in Leng Yulai's ears, and her eyes widened in terror as she stared at the floor.

While her mind was completely blank and she didn't know what to do.

Swish!
The sound of something cutting through the air came, and the next moment, Leng Yulai's face turned bright red, and a burning pain shot through her buttocks.

Nan Liujing held a long whip and lashed it hard.

After just one whipping, Leng Yulai's pants were noticeably torn, revealing a small patch of her fair and delicate skin.

clap clap clap!
In the dilapidated workshop, the continuous sound of whipping echoed, and the incessant shouts of anger gradually turned into groans of pain.

A few minutes later.

Leng Yulai, whose complexion was now many times rosier than before, finally welcomed the end of the downpour. When Nan Liujing restored her to a standing position, she was already drenched in sweat, and her deep, still eyes held an indescribable meaning.

Nan Liujing didn't pay much attention; he wasn't so infatuated that he would eat anyone.

Compared to Leng Yulai, Bibi Dong is the epitome of truth, goodness, and beauty.

Glancing around at the bloodstains splattered from the torn flesh, Nan Liujing felt a surge of satisfaction: "You're right, whipping someone really does feel good."

"Hmm..." He pinched his chin, his voice terrifying, "Should we try some other torture instruments?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yulai's inexplicable look vanished instantly, and she said with a fierce but weak voice, "Nan Liujing, if you continue like this, you'd better kill me right now, otherwise I will break free of my restraints and even self-destruct to trade with you."

Nan Liujing scoffed: "The fact that you can still threaten me means you haven't had enough yet and need to continue."

Leng Yulai's pupils contracted, and before she could say a word, she bent down again.

"Snapped--"

The crisp sound of whipping continued.

"Nan Liujing...you...ah..."

"My sister... will absolutely... not... um~, let you get away with this!"

Ten minutes later, Leng Yulai was panting heavily, her eyes vacant, and she lay sprawled on the ground like a lump of mud.

Nan Liujing got tired of smoking and sat down to rest.

Super Douluo is Super Douluo after all; it will be quite difficult to subdue her.

"I said, that's enough," Xia Mi said irritably. "I seriously suspect that you started out venting your anger, but later you were just playing around."

“No way,” Nan Liujing retorted. “Sister Xia, I’ll leave the process of arranging the contract to you.”

"Don't worry, I'll make sure it's done perfectly for you," Xia Mi said.

Nan Liujing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the person controlling his body had become Xia Mi.

Walking to Leng Yulai's side, Xia Mi chanted a strange incantation, her fingers tracing patterns in the air, wisps of light swirling around her, and strange incantation seals quietly condensing.

This is a benevolent covenant specifically designed to combat evil forces.

In Xia Mi's world, if a person who has been afflicted with evil begins to do good, the contract will automatically be dissolved. If they revert to evil, the contract will destroy their soul, making reincarnation impossible.

"go with!"

With a flick of her finger, the servant contract instantly merged into Leng Yulai's body. As her delicate body radiated a blue-gold light, an invisible curse mark appeared on her forehead.

"Under the contract of goodwill, she will follow your wishes and never betray you. There will be no problem if you let her go back to that Holy Spirit Cult."

After Xia Mi relinquished control of the body, she spoke softly.

"Thank you, Sister Xia," Nan Liujing said sincerely.

Xia Mi said helplessly, "Personally, I think it's not a good idea for you to use your protection opportunity here. If you encounter danger again in the future, unless a god-level expert takes action, I won't care about your life or death."

Nan Liujing said solemnly, "Since I've used it, I won't regret it. If I encounter life-or-death danger in the future and can't avoid it, then it can only mean that it's my fate."

"Fine," Xia Mi said helplessly. "Since you've come to this conclusion, what can I say?"

The noise subsided, and Nan Liujing glanced at Leng Yulai, who was basically unconscious, then quickly ran to the high platform and pulled the sleeping Ye Xinglan into his arms.

Nan Liujing gently stroked Qingmei's fair and delicate face, his expression not looking good, and he also felt somewhat guilty.

"Ah Jing, you shouldn't have come."

Suddenly, Ye Xinglan started muttering in her sleep.

Nan Liujing was taken aback. Seeing her talking in her sleep, the gloom on her face vanished, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

"How can I take you home if I don't come?"

Nan Liujing pulled Ye Xinglan into his arms in a princess carry, then took the recording device and walked straight out of the factory.

The footsteps faded into the distance.
"From now on, you must report to me immediately any major events that occur within the Holy Spirit Church."

After an unknown amount of time, Leng Yulai slowly opened her eyes on the floor. Before she could move, she gasped as she felt the sharp pain in her buttocks.

She could no longer sit, so she struggled to her feet. Looking at her miserable state, a look of shame and anger appeared on her face.

The pain in her buttocks constantly reminded her of what had happened not long ago.

You should know that even in the Holy Spirit Church, a place where relationships between men and women were extremely chaotic, she maintained her purity and had never suffered such humiliation.

"Damn master!" Leng Yulai cursed, but as soon as she finished, she realized something was wrong.

Master? He's clearly trash!

Leng Yulai's face stiffened, and suddenly a sharp pain shot through her brain.

"what!!!"

A tearing pain, like having one's brain ripped apart, swept through Leng Yulai's body. She was drenched in cold sweat, and her face was contorted into a grotesque expression.

"I was wrong!"

She screamed inwardly, desperate for forgiveness.

The moment the words of apology were uttered, the excruciating pain vanished instantly.

boom.

Kneeling on both knees, Leng Yulai's lips trembled uncontrollably.

She had seen similar situations before within the Holy Spirit Church.

This time, it's completely over!
……

A cold wind blew, ruffling the girl's golden hair.

uh~
The girl in his arms slowly opened her eyes, and Nan Liujing's gentle voice rang out: "You're awake?"

"Ah Jing?" Ye Xinglan blinked her azure eyes, then suddenly remembered something and her expression changed. "Why did you come? Now look what's happened, we're going to the underworld together."

"What are you talking about? Is this the underworld?"

Nan Liujing stopped and gestured for her to take a good look.

Ye Xinglan was taken aback and looked up to glance around.

The two were on a quiet road, with streetlights providing soft illumination, and the sky was filled with stars. This was the legendary, terrifying underworld.

"Huh?" Ye Xinglan asked in surprise, "That Leng Yulai is Aunt Leng's sister, and she's guaranteed to be at least a Title Douluo. Do you think we can survive?"

"Because I didn't come alone." Nan Liujing had prepared his explanation in advance. "From beginning to end, a powerful member of the Spirit Pagoda has been with me. When Leng Yulai was dealing with me, the senior intervened, but unfortunately, he couldn't completely subdue and escort Leng Yulai away. Right now, the senior has gone to chase after someone and asked me to take you away first."

"I see." Ye Xinglan suddenly realized. "I thought you really came alone. I was so worried."

Nan Liujing said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Leng Yulai was clearly targeting me, but I dragged you into this."

Ye Xinglan shook her head and said, "Do you still remember the promise we made when we were little?"

"On the path of a Soul Master, we walk hand in hand, sharing both joys and sorrows!" Nan Liujing remembered.

"So why are you apologizing?" Ye Xinglan asked back.

Nan Liujing's expression froze.

Ye Xinglan smiled gently, took the initiative to break free from the embrace, put her hands behind her back, and walked slowly ahead.

"Xinglan."

Nan Liujing shouted from behind.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xinglan asked without turning her head.

"Let's be together." Nan Liujing's voice was neither loud nor soft.

Ye Xinglan paused, frozen in place, her azure eyes, which had been smiling from the relief of surviving the ordeal, gradually freezing in place.

She turned around with difficulty, like a rusty robot, her eyes wide: "Are you serious?"

Nan Liujing didn't say anything, but stepped forward and pulled her into his strong arms, greedily inhaling her scent.

Ye Xinglan was stunned. She had thought about this day, but she never expected it to be today, nor did she expect it to happen in this situation.

Looking up, I saw my childhood friend's expectant expression as he awaited the outcome.

Ye Xinglan smiled, and the night was made more radiant by her tender smile. She didn't say whether she was willing or not, but she stood on tiptoe.

Perhaps a passionate and emotional kiss is the best answer.

(End of this chapter)