I, the Lord of the Fifth Heavenly Throne, flow out of all things!

Since he was confident in his own possibilities, he naturally believed in Shiyin's possibilities.

If you like someone, you just like him/her. Once you like him/her, you don’t need any reason anymore.

Duanmu Lian never thought of herself as anything great.

His pride lies in the countless contributions and sacrifices he has made in the past, and he is proud of the achievements he has made in the countless past selves.

Even more, I feel a strong sense of gratitude to the countless "me"s in the past for the powerful strength and happiness I have now because of them.

why?

If the current Duanmu Lian is the first generation Duanmu Lian, when Shiyin is about to die, what power does he have to change the status quo?

Can I only give her freedom and warmth in the last moments of her life?

In the end, can I only watch her die and bury her with my own hands?

Who would agree with that kind of thing, and who would be willing to accept it! ?

This is why Duanmulian cherishes the happiness he has so much, because he can understand that the happiness he has obtained is hard-won, and he has already paid a huge price to protect it.

"Lian is just too good to me. She is so overly gentle to me. I... don't even know how to respond..."

Shion smiled slightly confused.

Although she needs care, she is also a very hard-working and strong girl.

It is because she is such a self-respecting and strong girl that she cannot accept Duanmulian's tenderness and devotion to her with peace of mind.

Especially when the tenderness and dedication are not equal.

"Lian... do you want more?"

Shiyin looked at Duanmu Lian with a slightly red face, and said to her shyly: "If you can make Lian continue to feel comfortable... I... am willing to cooperate with Lian in everything."

Duanmulian's heart skipped a beat and her breathing became disordered for a moment.

But his willpower is an uncommon sense that can distort reality. After he suppressed his unbridled thoughts with his willpower, a helpless smile appeared on his face.

This girl may not know how offensive and destructive it is to a man to look at him with a defiant look and then say such words in such a clumsy tone.

And as mentioned before, Duanmu Lian’s love for Shiyin is full of a strong desire to protect her.

I won't let others hurt her, and naturally I won't do anything to her that I think is excessive or disrespectful.

Duan Mulian lifted the soft quilt covering the two of them, then pinched Shiyin's soft and tender little face and said:

"Shion, don't treat me like a bulldozer of excess desire."

"If you're a man, you should be better at and like that kind of thing, right?"

Shiyin blinked her beautiful eyes and spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Your knowledge in that area is a bit too extreme."

"……Yeah?"

"Yes."

Duan Mulian raised her finger and pointed at her heart, and said to Shiyin with a gentle and serious expression: "My heart, which is connected with yours, is temporarily satisfied, and that was my first time, how do you feel now?"

His pure Yang boyhood had been broken, and all of his super-high-quality pure Yang energy had been poured into Shiyin along with their previous intimacy.

The most important effect of the boy's skill he practiced was the accumulation of the [Pure Yang Boy's Qi].

The deeper it is, the stronger its auxiliary effect on the practitioner, and the more obvious its auxiliary effect on the practice of other martial arts.

The longer the Boy's Kung Fu maintains the [Pure Yang Boy's Body], the more strength can be gathered through the [Pure Yang Boy's Qi]. The longer the time, the deeper and more powerful the cultivation will be.

Just like fine wine that has been stored for many years, it becomes more mellow with age, and its boyish spirit is a super killer move that can only be used once in a lifetime.

After using it up, you have to spend time accumulating the pure yang boy's energy again.

However, if all of this pure Yang boy energy that has been accumulated over the years is fully released, the power will be earth-shattering and no one can stop it.

This so-called [Boy's Kung Fu] is a martial art that can be used once every thousand years and becomes withered after being fired. It feels like holding a [nuclear bomb].

Although Duanmulian maintained his pure yang boy body for quite some time, the quality of the pure yang energy he accumulated was quite terrifying. After all, his life level was now ridiculously high.

Most women would not be able to withstand Duanmulian at all, but fortunately, after Shiyin developed her own strength, her life level also rose a lot.

"I feel hot and bloated, and I feel more and more energetic... Is it because of Lian?"

Hearing Duanmulian asking her how she felt, Shiyin blushed and reached out to touch her slightly bulging belly, whispering her feelings.

She still didn't feel sleepy at all, and her body wasn't tired at all, because she felt a warmth in her lower abdomen spreading along her limbs.

That feeling made Shiyin feel refreshed.

"Well, I'm glad you're not feeling unwell..."

Duanmulian heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that Shiyin did not feel unwell, and then told her about her virgin skills.

If his pure yang energy is converted into a pure energy reaction, it would not be a big deal to destroy celestial bodies after it explodes.

However, if converted into absorbable nutritional energy, its level is no less than that of the fairy peach and ginseng fruit.

After Shiyin knew what she received from Duanmulian, the expression on her face became a little silly.

"Lian, I..."

"Don't apologize or say anything. It doesn't mean anything to me. Do you want me to give this thing to someone else?"

Duanmulian interrupted Shiyin before she finished speaking.

He didn't want to listen, nor did he want to see her look embarrassed.

Things like pure yang energy and virginity mean nothing to him now.

If Duanmulian wanted, she could use the power of her dreams to reverse her physique at any time and transform herself into a virgin.

He can now distort the special physique and special bloodline in his memory.

"It's really tough..."

Looking at Duanmulian's expression, Shiyin didn't say anything more.

After giving a faint smile, she moved her petite body closer to the other person, almost snuggling in the other person's arms.

Duan Mulian also reached out and hugged the other person, looking down at the other person's eyes and smiled:

"Do you hate it?"

"No matter what Lian does to me...I will never hate Lian."

"...Shion, let me teach you something. Don't say things like 'do whatever you want to me' to a man with a serious and innocent expression. A man with a weak will will eat you up."

"Well... I wouldn't say something like that to a man other than Lian."

Facing Duan Mulian's serious expression and oppressive gaze, Shiyin blushed and pouted, then said to Duan Mulian in a very serious tone: "And if other men want to be rude to me, I remember that Zai Lian has a million punches to beat them away."

“Puff——”

Duanmu Lian was amused when she heard Shiyin's clumsy words.

Use a million horses' worth of punches to beat someone away?

Because Shiyin was gentle and kind by nature, she was told to run him away instead of killing him.

But once the force of one million horses is unleashed, either the enemy will die or I will die.

His initial one million horsepower of strength was also driven by his love and commitment to Shion, as well as his conscious sense and desire to survive, which was to survive at all costs and not want to make Shion sad.

So I'm sorry, it would have been better if I hadn't thrown that punch, but once I threw it, I was going to destroy the opponent without leaving any trace.

"You, you are very smart, but you lack common sense. This is your cute contrast, Shion."

Duan Mulian raised her hand and rubbed Shiyin's head, speaking in a doting and tolerant tone.

"Hmm... Erica used to bring me a lot of strange books... but I thought they were useless knowledge, so I ignored them."

Shion, who is willful but not arrogant, blames half of her common sense problems on Erica and the other half on having no choice.

After all, in the life in the research institute, the other knowledge learned is useless.

For example, knowledge about men and women, Shiyin, who was not aware that she was a girl, ignored it as useless knowledge.

"I see. It's really not all your fault."

"It would have been nice if I had asked properly at that time."

"No, I think your judgment is correct, Shion... I also like your innocence."

"Hmm, then...reward me?"

Hearing Duanmulian's words, Shiyin happily smiled like a blooming flower, then tilted her head back and closed her eyes.

Duanmu Lian did not praise her verbally. Instead, he lowered his head, moved his face closer, and gently kissed Shiyin's cherry lips.

This dreamlike moment was the happiest moment for him and her.

……

"Um……"

At Suwahara Railway Station, Duanmu Lian was sitting on a bench like a statue, with her eyes closed and dozing off.

The decline in his body functions made him very sleepy.

This is the body's self-protection mechanism, and it is also a side effect caused by his frequent medication.

In a sleeping state, the damage to the body and the loss of vitality can be minimized.

His deep sleep was like that of a dead person; even his breathing became shallow, making one worry that he would sleep forever.

But at least there's no need to worry this time.

It was just because the dream was so sweet that he was so immersed in it that he didn't want to wake up.

At this time, a woman with short blue hair got off the train and saw Duanmulian sitting on a bench. She was not an ordinary person, but she could sense that his energy was declining, so she kindly came to take a look.

"This sir, this sir."

Kirisaki Jinghua raised her hand and gently pushed Duan Mulian's shoulder. She frowned slightly as she looked at Duan Mulian, who seemed to be turning into a corpse, and called out softly:

"Are you okay? Please wake up. Wake up."

"Well……"

Duanmulian opened his eyes in a trance. He was in a bad mood as his sweet dream was disturbed, but it did not show on his face.

He looked up at the woman in front of him with sleepy eyes, then rubbed his eyes, yawned and said:

"You look familiar, are you from this city, ma'am?"

"Huh? No, I'm here to travel in this city."

"Ah, I remember now. You are the same school as the crybaby's brother, Sakurai Kai. Although I can't remember the name, it should be you, right?"

Duanmulian kept talking to herself, which made Kirisaki Jinghua stunned.

Hearing the name of an old friend, Sakurai Kei, reminded her of the past.

As Duanmu Lian said, she used to be a female student at the private Tsukinoze Academy in Suwahara, and was a classmate of Sakurai Kai and Beatrice.

I often play with both of them, sometimes teasing and sometimes hindering.

But her true identity is actually an agent of the Eastern Orthodox Church's Two-Headed Eagle. Her original purpose of coming to Suwahara was to monitor the people of the Black Round Table.

When the Eastern Orthodox Church attacked the Black Round Table in Suwahara, she also participated in the action.

She should have died, but was spared by Sakurai Kai, so she survived by chance.

Now, Kirisaki Kyoka, who is now independent and free, returns to Suwahara in order to reminisce about her deceased friends.

Unexpectedly, I met someone who knew me.

After taking a closer look at Duanmulian's neutral, beautiful and handsome face, Kirisaki Jinghua came to her senses and had a vague impression.

It seems that when Sakurai Kai was picking up his younger sister Sakurai Hotaru from school, there was also a little boy with blue hair who looked like a girl.

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Chapter 75 [God's Throne] The Black Round Table returns, the last life of the Sea Tiger Explosive Fist!