Douluo: The soul skills are too abstract, Tang San burst into tears!.

This is exactly what he said.

It immediately made Xueya's heart feel so warm that her eyes began to shine.

The feeling of being cared for and affirmed made her feel very comfortable.

"Thank you, Master. I feel very happy!"

Xueya was filled with joy.

But Zhuge Lan on the side raised his eyebrows slightly. Looking at the well-behaved and sensible Xueya, he actually felt a little guilty in his heart.

Guilty sin.

It's all his own fault and has nothing to do with me.

Zhuge Lan secretly comforted himself in his heart.

…………

Inside at night.

Zhuge Lan yawned and went straight into the soft bed.

This stronghold has obviously been around for a long time. It has many houses, each equipped with all kinds of equipment.

The house Zhuge Lan chose was the best one in the entire stronghold.

He just got into bed and crawled under the quilt, intending to have a good sleep.

But at this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open. Looking closely, Zhuge Lan saw Xueya tiptoeing into the room. This scene scared Zhuge Lan.

I thought this girl had recovered her memory and was planning to assassinate me.

Just when Zhuge Lan was about to deal with Xueya's sneak attack, he found that Xueya seemed to have something sliding down with a rustling sound.

Zhuge Lan secretly opened his eyes and took a look in the dim light, only to see that it was the moonlight Linglong. Through the moonlight, the faint light shone directly on Xueya.

But at this time, Xueya's exquisite body appeared in front of him, looking at him shyly.

What the hell!

What does she want to do?
Zhuge Lan could no longer sit still and pretend to be asleep. He suddenly stood up and looked at Xue Ya in front of him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Master... I heard Mr. Du outside say that only by being with you can I prove my innocence. I was curious and asked him what I should do. He told me that I just need to take off all my clothes."

Xueya has a look of innocence.

Those ignorant eyes blinked at Zhuge Lan, as if they remained crystal clear.

There are no appropriate emotions in the eyes, only the most simple innocence of human nature.

Dry!
What the hell is this evil old man doing? He always comes up with some bad ideas.

Zhuge Lan was speechless. Although he had a special hobby in this area and accepted all women, it didn't mean that he would take any woman.

The assassin in front of him was a night killer who could kill Titled Douluo.

The current memory has been erased, and who knows whether the memory can be recovered in the future, and even if it can be recovered.

Doesn't that also mean that when this girl finds out what I have done to her, she will probably chase me to the ends of the earth?

He couldn't bear to kill the woman with whom he had physical contact.

This is fucking like labeling yourself as doomed to die. It's so abominable.

"You old bastard, I'll deal with you later!"

Zhuge Lan cursed inwardly, but at this moment, Xueya was gradually approaching, and Zhuge Lan was so scared that he waved his hands quickly: "Little girl, put on your clothes quickly, you don't need to listen to that idiot's advice, he is just joking."

"But Master, as your maid, isn't it right for me to do this? You don't have to care about me!"

Xueya has obviously been deeply influenced by the old poisoner's teachings, and it is impossible for her to leave easily.

This forced Zhuge Lan directly onto the bed. At this moment, Zhuge Lan was sweating all over and the corners of his mouth began to tremble.

"You, you, you...don't mess around!" Zhuge Lan felt like he was about to lose control.

Xueya still didn't know what Zhuge Lan was afraid of, but she obeyed her master's orders and stood still obediently, not daring to move.

"I order you to put your clothes on!"

Zhuge Lan had a headache and could only give orders. Xueya put on her clothes obediently and waited for her fate.

Zhuge Lan, who saw this scene, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stay here and don't move for now. You can go to bed first and don't need to wait for me to come back. I still have some things to take care of. You are not allowed to follow me!"

Zhuge Lan issued several orders.

Xueya then nodded obediently, took the initiative to get into the quilt, and began to warm the bed for Zhuge Lan.

Zhuge Lan sighed deeply.

He rolled up his sleeves and went out.

Oh shit!

Poison Douluo, you are dead.

Zhuge Lan quickly arrived at the room where Poison Douluo lived.

At this time, Dahai came back and didn't know that danger had come. He leisurely opened something like a formation in the room, placed the monster's gallbladder on it, and absorbed its power.

But at this moment there was a loud bang.

Poison Douluo was so frightened that he thought an enemy was attacking him, so he quickly took an offensive stance to resist the attack.

"So it's you, Zhuge Lan. Are you kidding me? Why are you breaking into my door in the middle of the night?"

Before Poison Douluo realized the seriousness of the situation, he continued to absorb the poisonous gall.

But in the next second.

Zhuge Lan's flying kick came instantly.

Damn it.

It was only at this time that Poison Douluo discovered that Zhuge Lan was kicking him.

Not understanding the situation, he suddenly lowered his head and thus escaped the disaster.

"My ancestor, what are you doing?"

Poison Douluo was a little confused and couldn't understand why Zhuge Lan suddenly went crazy and wanted to attack him.

"That Snowflake Douluo... did you ask him to come to my room and talk to me..." Zhuge Lan was too embarrassed to continue talking. What a damn thing.

"Ahaha, isn't this your favorite thing? I helped you with this, but why are you repaying kindness with hatred?"

Poison Douluo looked depressed. He thought he had helped a lot, but he didn't expect that he was actually more of a hindrance.

"Even if I like you, I can't do this. We all have a story. This... I'm just taking advantage of someone's misfortune. If he recovers his memory one day, he will hunt me down to the ends of the earth."

"Besides, if he regained his memory, secretly came to my side, pretended to be close to me, and suddenly hit me like that, wouldn't I have died unjustly?"

Zhuge Lan pointed out the dangers of various problems, which made Du Douluo realize that he seemed to be in trouble.

“Uh…”

"Oh shit, stop worrying about this kind of thing on me in the future. If you have the time, why not help him with his blood oxygen and how can he learn to use his martial arts spirit as quickly as possible?"

Zhuge Lan left this sentence and slammed the door and left.

Poison Douluo stayed in the room awkwardly for a long time. Looking at Zhuge Lan walking away, he felt inexplicably funny.

Don’t even touch the beautiful women who are given to you for free, just pretend!

Sooner or later you will lose your patience and force yourself on me without my help. (End of this chapter)