Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

Shrek...

She can only live on in his memory now.

"Ye Qiu, we will meet again."

Before leaving, Davis made sure to say goodbye to Ye Qiu.

Then he glanced at Zhu Zhuqing...

"Heh... Zhu Qing, you should just stay with him. When you have time, you can bring Ye Qiu to the Star Luo Empire. There are beauties, power... everything you could want."

The end of the story.

Davis then turned his gaze to Ye Qiu.

If possible... giving Zhu Zhuyun to Ye Qiu wouldn't be out of the question.

"Ok?"

Zhu Zhuqing frowned.

After Davis said that, it felt like her behavior of staying by Ye Qiu's side had become somewhat distorted.

Before Ye Qiu could answer.

Zhu Zhuqing then said, "Your Highness, I am now a member of the Ye family. Whether or not to go to the Star Luo Empire... is entirely up to my husband's own decision."

"Oh?"

Davis twitched the corner of his mouth.

Zhu Zhuyun looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a hint of envy in her eyes.

"Is the eldest prince of the Star Luo Empire really taking me too lightly?"

Xue Qinghe also strolled over in this direction.

With a smile on his face, regardless of whether it was the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy or the Blue Tyrant Academy that won, he should have been in a joyful mood.

The only downside is that Mo Wuchang and his gang have to come out and spoil people's appetite.

Nowadays, princes from other countries are trying to win over their own country's geniuses.

He should perform better.

"The Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire?"

Davis glanced at Xue Qinghe, a hint of a cold smile appearing in his eyes.

“In my eyes, the strong are respected, and you are not worthy of respect.”

"you...!"

Xue Qinghe's expression changed slightly, and he clenched his fists.

When had Qian Renxue ever suffered such humiliation? At any time... she should be the strong one.

Aside from being unable to become strong under Ye Qiu's manipulation...

No matter when.

They were all proud and unyielding women of heaven.

"Davis, I'll go see him when I have the chance."

Ye Qiu smiled and addressed Davis by his full name. They were destined to be enemies, and Ye Qiu didn't need to engage in any pretense.

"Okay! Then I'll be waiting for you..."

Davis nodded.

Chao Ningfeng and Sword Douluo glanced at each other and immediately turned and left.

"This guy is dangerous..."

Sword Douluo looked at Davis, and he could actually feel a threat from Davis.

"Of course it's dangerous, but it's someone on the same level as Tang San."

Ye Qiu murmured meaningfully.

Sword Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, and the others' expressions changed abruptly.

They already knew from Ye Qiu that Tang Sanji might be the inheritor of a deity.

Davis and Tang San are on the same level?!

The answer is clear: the other party is also a successor of the gods.

Qian Renxue's heart also became somewhat solemn.

Hen Qiutian, standing nearby, stared at the surrounding bloodstains, his expression dazed, yet tinged with a hint of pleasure...

Sooner or later.

She also intends to attack the Haotian Sect and make them regret what they did.

"Xiao Tian, ​​don't worry, your husband will help you."

Dugu Yan gently rubbed Hen Qiutian's head.

"Alright, let's go back to our lodgings first and then talk about other things."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and shook his head.

"Great, great, Uncle Ning...can we go out to eat again to celebrate?"

Little Blue jumped up and clapped her hands happily.

"Haha...Of course you can."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded.

The crowds in front of the Papal Palace gradually dispersed.

In the city's long-abandoned latrines, clean water was poured in, and the latrines were soaked again...

Yu Xiaogang's wails could be heard from inside from time to time.

……

In the restaurant.

The extravagant Ning Fengzhi has booked the entire floor.

Ye Qiu sat at the same table with Liu Erlong, Xue Qinghe, Xiao Lan, and Ning Fengzhi, among other elders.

Meng Yiran's grandparents were also among those listed.

As for the other women...

Ning Rongrong and her two daughters, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, Jiang Zhu, Bai Chenxiang, and Meng Yiran sat at a table.

At the other table were Henyu Tian, ​​Huo Wu, and the Tianshui Girls' Group.

Among the girls present, it seemed that only Huo Wu's table was not Ye Qiu's confidante.

But Shuiyue'er and Huowu were already staring longingly at Ning Rongrong and the others.

"Hey! What are you doing here?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at Huo Wu, who was standing beside her, and looked at her with confusion...

"I'm out of dried bean curd sticks over there, can't I just come over and get some?"

Huo Wu blushed, casually pulled up a stool, and sat down next to Meng Yiran and Jiang Zhu...

She knew it.

These two women were the easiest to talk to, or rather... these two women were the weakest among the women at this table.

Jiangzhu was at a disadvantage in terms of cultivation, talent, and birth.

She never competed or fought for anything...

When she occasionally lay down with Ye Qiu, she was always careful and gentle, showering Ye Qiu with tenderness and care.

As for Meng Yiran, she had only joined not long ago...

Naturally, I wouldn't steal the spotlight and meddle in this kind of thing.

"Why didn't you go back after you finished?"

Dugu Yan smiled as she added food to Huo Wu's plate, then subtly stabbed Huo Wu with a knife.

"Yes, yes, you can take it away!"

Xiao Wu nodded repeatedly.

"..."

Huo Wu bit her chopsticks, her face flushed, and refused to leave.

"No... I don't get along with the girls from Tianshui Academy, it's better for me to sit here."

"Fire Dance, why do we not get along? It's all because of your own bad temper!"

At the table next to her, Shen Liuyu pouted, her lips, red from eating spicy food, looking luscious.