Douluo Continent: Dark Dragons, they all refused to turn evil.

Chapter 34 Tang San's Lament

"Getting impatient?"

Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes slightly. She slowly walked to Bibi Dong's side, and a dark light slowly gathered in her hand. "So what if I told you? If you hadn't come with us, I might have respected you a bit more. But you came here with us, which proves that the person in your heart is not as important as this power."

"Since you're already here, you should know what to do. You're such a shrewd person, I want to compete with you."

"What?!"

Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, and goosebumps involuntarily rose all over her body.

"Stop pretending. You know what I'm talking about. I'm waiting for you tonight. If you don't dare to come, then get out of here now."

A cold glint appeared in Qian Renxue's eyes. She didn't believe that someone who had been strengthened by the blood of the demonic dragon was inferior to a woman who sat in the Papal Palace all day.

"You're absolutely insane!"

Bibi Dong's face was grim. She gripped the scepter tightly, wanting to smash this rebellious son to death with one blow.

"Let me give you a piece of advice: instead of thinking about how to leave, you should focus on how to climb the ranks. After all, the treatment of servants isn't very good."

"You'd better watch yourself."

The light in Qian Renxue's hand dissipated, and she turned and left the tent.

"Xiao Wu, I thought I was seeing things, it really is you!"

Ning Rongrong, dressed in a hazy light blue gauze dress, hugged Xiao Wu tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Rongrong, what are you doing here?"

A glimmer of light gradually appeared in Xiao Wu's empty eyes. She subconsciously hugged Ning Rongrong, feeling that something was off about her.

"That beast destroyed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! I was captured and brought here. They are utterly depraved! Over a thousand disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School have all died tragically. It was all Xiao Lin's doing!"

"It's him!"

Xiao Wu's eyes widened as she recalled the previous battle, in which she had suppressed the two Ming emperors with a single move, and even Pope Bibi Dong had been severely injured and subdued on the spot.

"Yes, I should have known. He came to the Star Dou Great Forest with his sights set on you!"

"This demonic dragon has committed countless evil deeds. First, he attacked the master and the dean, then he destroyed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. I feel he's taking revenge!"

Ning Rongrong was very excited, hugging Xiao Wu tightly, her face getting redder and redder.

"Rongrong, you..."

Xiao Wu gradually noticed something was wrong; Ning Rongrong's hands were becoming increasingly restless, always wandering towards her waist and hips.

"Xiao Wu, don't go... Can you protect me? I'm just a support-type Soul Master, I have no power to resist."

"Rongrong, you, you let go first..."

Xiao Wu tensed up, hurriedly pried off Ning Rongrong's groping hands, and quickly took a few steps back.

"Xiao Wu, you..."

Ning Rongrong's legs went weak and she fell to the ground, her cheeks becoming even redder.

"You are not Rongrong!"

Xiao Wu felt that Ning Rongrong in front of her was completely unfamiliar. She fled the tent in terror, and seeing that no one was around, she quickly scrambled out of the camp.

"Hmph, you came and then dared to run away. You really need some discipline."

Tang Yuehua slowly walked out from behind the tent. She looked in the direction Xiao Wu had run away, but did not chase after her. Instead, she went into the tent.

"Princess Ning, how did you manage to scare your companions away?"

Looking at Ning Rongrong, who was slumped on the ground with her legs tightly gripping her skirt, Tang Yuehua's eyes revealed a mocking smile.

"It's you again! Give me... um, the antidote!"

"There is only one antidote for this medicine, but there are more and more women here, and we can't even take them all ourselves, let alone a little lowly slave like you."

"You would normally have to endure it for ten days to half a month before you can get rid of this, but since you behaved well today, I'll make an exception and give you a reward."

"What...?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes narrowed, her gaze fixed on the leather whip in terror, her body trembling involuntarily with fear.

"Don't be afraid, being whipped by this whip will make you wish you were dead."

Without further ado, Tang Yuehua struck Ning Rongrong's full chest with her whip.

"Hmm!"

Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled. She felt as if her soul was about to scatter from the blow. A long tear appeared in her thin dress, and she gripped the hem of her dress tightly with her fingers. A dark patch appeared on her lower abdomen.

"really."

Tang Yuehua's eyes brightened slightly. This whip brought more than just pain; in that case, she didn't need to hold back!

Snapped--

"Well……"

Snapped--

"Well……"

As night fell, a weary-looking Tang Yuehua rubbed her aching shoulders and went into her tent to rest.

Ning Rongrong lay on the damp earth, the tear stains on her cheeks already dried. She covered her body, which was covered with whip marks, and her eyes were glazed over.

Xiao Wu fled towards the location where Tang San had been sent. Her cultivation had been sealed, so she was extremely careful along the way.

"Brother! Where are you?"

She called out softly, afraid of disturbing the other soul beasts.

However, she did not notice that the trees along the way seemed to be changing, creating a more rugged path for her.

Deep within the Starry Sky Forest, in a foul-smelling ditch, a hand gripped a dead tree on the bank. Then, the figure tumbled out of the ditch, collapsing onto the bank, his eyes filled with the relief of surviving a close call.

"I'm still alive! Oh no, Xiao Wu!"

The figure sat up abruptly, his eyes filled with pain.

"Damn the Spirit Hall! And that woman! If it weren't for her interference, Xiao Wu and I would have run away long ago!"

Tang San was filled with hatred. He sat up angrily, wanting to go find Xiao Wu, but feeling the emptiness of his soul power, he sat back down dejectedly.

"Let's recover our soul power first!"

With the Xuan Tian Gong activated, Tang San absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, gradually restoring his soul power.

Suddenly, a dark shadow darted through the forest, and from within the bushes, a pair of dark red vertical pupils fell upon Tang San.

"Who goes there!"

Tang San was startled and quickly got up, looking warily at the bushes.

Just as he was fully focused on guarding, a dark figure suddenly darted out from behind and tackled him to the ground.

"Blood Demon Baboon!"

Tang San was shocked. He struggled to use his Shadow Cloak to escape, but his legs were grabbed by another Blood Demon Baboon.

"Oh no! The Blood Demon Baboon has a homosexual preference..."

Before he could finish his thought, he felt a chill beneath him; his pants had already been torn to shreds.

"No!"

Two Blood Demon Baboons sandwiched Tang San between them, one in front and one behind.

A pitiful cry echoed through the jungle, chrysanthemums withered, wounds littered the ground, and the stirring stick had turned yellow.

"What's that sound!"

Not far away, Xiao Wu suddenly heard a scream. She felt a sense of alarm, but the voice also sounded somewhat familiar.

"Could it be... Brother San!"

Without thinking twice, she hurriedly ran in the direction from which the sound came.

Inside the camp, as the purple cloak draped over her body slipped off, Bibi Dong, wearing only a bra and underpants, crossed her arms and, under Qian Renxue's disdainful gaze, slowly climbed onto Xiao Lin's large bed with a trembling heart.

"Hehehe... You're already here, what are you dawdling for?"

Sitting to the side, Qian Renxue kicked Bibi Dong's plump buttocks, sending her into Xiao Lin's arms.

(End of this chapter)