"Brother Flander, if you still consider me your third sister, I advise you to stay away from this good-for-nothing and hang out with Tang San's group. Sooner or later, there will be big problems."
Liu Erlong looked at Flander's back and couldn't help but warn him.
"Thank you, Third Sister, I'll think it over carefully."
Flander smiled bitterly. How could he not acknowledge Liu Erlong as his third sister?
In this situation…
it seemed it wasn't a question of whether he acknowledged her as his third sister, but whether she acknowledged him as her elder brother.
Yu Xiaogang, still bleeding…
turned to look at Liu Erlong, his eyes filled with pain.
The word "good-for-nothing" in Liu Erlong's words deeply stung him. He never understood.
When they were adventuring in the Soul Master world, Erlong was perfectly fine.
Why did she suddenly become like this?
And Flander…
he actually said he would think it over carefully?!
Suddenly, he remembered the two heaven-defying methods that Soul Wind had prepared for him to change his fate.
Yu Xiaogang's heart stirred with a sudden urge.
"Goodbye, Erlong."
Whoosh!
Flander said goodbye again, not lingering long, and soared into the sky carrying the crippled Yu Xiaogang.
Watching them leave,
Liu Erlong's expression softened.
She turned to Ye Qiu, "I'm sorry, husband, I didn't know this would happen."
"Alright, it's not your fault. Let's clean up our little home together."
Ye Qiu stepped forward and gently embraced Liu Erlong.
"Mmm."
Liu Erlong chuckled, kissing Ye Qiu briefly.
Next,
Ye Qiu and Liu Erlong cleaned up the bloodstains on the ground and watered
the listless flowers and plants in the courtyard. ... On the other side.
Flander , carrying the severely injured Yu Xiaogang, flew directly towards the avalanche-stricken mansion. He didn't have enough money for Yu Xiaogang's treatment. Even if he did, an ordinary healing-type Soul Master probably couldn't heal such injuries. In the backyard of the Avalanche Mansion, Yu Tianheng, Ma Hongjun, and others were gathered. They had finished their morning training and were enjoying lunch, sitting, squatting, and standing. "Hehe, Fatty, your Mu Bai is fickle!" Yu Feng teased Ma Hongjun, his eyes full of mockery. At a stone table not far away, beside Tang San who was eating, sat a voluptuous, heavily made-up figure. Golden hair, a gentle face, a high-pitched voice, and a tall figure. Ignoring Tang San's dark expression, she kept piling food onto his plate. "Third Brother, you need to eat more to have energy for training," Dai Mubai fawned over Tang San. Tang San's expression wasn't good; he had long since lost his appetite. He had refused countless times, but due to their past relationship, he couldn't refuse this kind of cuddling. Ma Hongjun, though somewhat annoyed, was helpless. He couldn't care less about that. After all, from the beginning, Dai Mubai was only closer to Tang San. He was merely taking care of Tang San during his injury. If it weren't for his limited funds preventing him from going to the brothels in Tian Dou City, he wouldn't have turned against his own comrade. Dai Mubai was a playful person, and he hadn't laughed in a long time since his injury. The two of them were a perfect match. Dai Mubai had found a reason to live besides revenge. Looking at the alluring figure flirting with Tang San beside him , Ma Hongjun sneered at Yu Feng's mockery, "Hmph! Just a tool for my peaceful cultivation. I'll be back tonight. If you don't believe me, come and see for yourselves tonight!" "Damn it! Fatty, don't disgust us!" Oslo yelled, goosebumps rising all over his body, and he immediately lost his appetite. Screech! A shadow suddenly fell from the sky. The accompanying gale carried a heavy smell of blood. Mo Wuchang and Tang San looked up at the sky one after the other. "It's the Dean," Ma Hongjun stood up.
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"Isn't that Master he's holding?"
Yu Feng frowned, uncertainly.
Flander landed, and Yu Tianheng looked at Yu Xiaogang's drooping, bloodied legs.
He couldn't help but gasp.
"Uncle! How could this happen... Senior Flander, what happened to my uncle?"
Flander opened his mouth, unsure what to say.
"Never mind that for now, let's think about how to save Xiaogang."
"Teacher?!"
Tang San, unable to bear Dai Mubai any longer, quickly pushed him away and strode towards Yu Xiaogang.
"Xiao San..."
Yu Xiaogang looked at his disciple, as if seeing his hope.
He couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Teacher, what happened to you?"
Tang San frowned, looking at Yu Xiaogang's clothes soaked with urine.
With a hint of disgust,
Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, trembling, and whispered, "Teacher, I accidentally got this on myself."
Tang San frowned.
Did Yu Xiaogang think everyone was stupid for lying through his teeth? "
How could I twist my legs like that?!"
"Since the teacher doesn't want to say more, then I won't ask any further."
"Dean Flander, rest assured, my godfather has a way to heal the teacher's injuries."
"In that case, I'll trouble you, Xiao San, to consult His Majesty the Evil Blood."
Flander breathed a sigh of relief.
He had thought Yu Xiaogang would be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
...
Soon.
Yu Xiaogang's screams echoed from within the Avalanche Mansion.
His legs had been severed by the Evil Blood Douluo.
Then, the eighth soul skill was used
to repair his legs.
Dai Mubai, witnessing this miraculous scene, didn't ask the Evil Blood Douluo to heal him.
He was already used to being subservient to others.
...
On the other side.
After Ye Qiu and Liu Erlong tidied up the courtyard,
they finally had time to consider what to eat for lunch.
Liu Erlong cooked the noodles and had Ye Qiu stay in the kitchen to watch over them.
She went out early to a pastry shop she frequented and
bought some soft, cream-filled breadsticks.
"Husband, let's have this for lunch."
Liu Erlong smiled, lifting the bag in her hand and pointing to the noodles in the pot.
"Eat the noodles I made first."
"Okay."
Ye Qiu nodded with a smile.
After lunch, Ye Qiu leaned back on the sofa for a short rest.
At this moment,
Liu Erlong brought over the bread she had bought earlier.
"Husband, have some dessert."
She took it out and handed it to Ye Qiu.
"Okay."
Leaning back on the sofa, Ye Qiu took the breadstick, took a small bite, and found it quite delicious.
"How is it? Is it good?"
Liu Erlong squatted down beside Ye Qiu like a submissive wife, resting her head on his lap, also holding bread in her hand.
"It's pretty good, soft and crumbly, and the cream inside is very sweet."
Ye Qiu licked his lips, which were stained with cream, and smiled.
"That's good."
Seeing that Ye Qiu was satisfied with the dessert she had bought, Liu Erlong also smiled and ate her own dessert.