Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 217: Planning and Layout, the Prologue of the Tiandou Palace Incident
"It's been so long, so boring." Xiao Wu pouted.

But even though she complained, Xiao Wu also understood that it would take time for Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong to condense their eighth soul ring in the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire.

Looking at the hazy sky covered with mist and rain, and then the gradually darkening sky, she didn't know why she had to keep her eyes on Feng Yan.

Feng Yan looked back and saw that as a mother, she was holding down the capricious Xiao Wu, which looked particularly touching.

She was wearing a pink and white silk dress, with her fair shoulders exposed and her arms draped with lotus leaf sleeves. All the ribbons on her fair chest were tied to a pink gem, which made it sparkle.

Her swan neck was slightly raised, and her calves wrapped in translucent tights were swinging, but it seemed as if she could step on Feng Yan's heart.

Feng Yan was standing in front of the cave in the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire at this time, with his clothes and hair swaying gently.

Although it was daytime, above the drizzling rain outside was a gray sky that did not let in much light.

Controlling the flowing wind, Feng Yan held up a huge umbrella to shield them from the wind and rain.

Hearing Xiao Wu say that it was boring, he not only wanted to complain, but also felt calm.

"I've already cleaned the cave for you eight times, and we won't be living here for long, so is it necessary to put all the furniture in?"

"I see you are still a rabbit by nature. I'm not surprised when you make a few holes."

That being said, why did Xiao Wu make it so complicated? The sneaky Xiao Wu came to Feng Yan's side in a flash, and without making a sound, she put her hand on Feng Yan's thigh.

Feng Yan subconsciously slapped her hand away.

"What do you mean? Huh? Now you can't even touch me?" Her face suddenly turned gloomy, and she pointed at Feng Yan with her index finger.

"Still drilling holes? You haven't drilled enough holes yet?"

"I washed the underwear you are wearing now. Will you cook for yourself in the future? Are you still dissatisfied with my rabbit nature? You are so strong that you do all the housework yourself?"

Do housework? Cook?

If he knows all these, does Feng Yan need to be unable to take care of himself?
Besides, if there weren’t so many pieces of furniture, would we still need to do housework?
Why are there so many pairs of pants on the clothesline, and stockings and skirts of various colors fluttering in the wind?
What kind of cultivation is that? With a shock of soul power, there’s no need to even take a bath, let alone hydration!
"Hehe, it's just a touch, isn't it? I did it subconsciously?" Feng Yan grabbed her hand flatteringly and pressed it back on his leg.

“…Wow~ Don’t do this next time~” As Xiao Wu said this, her arms began to move and her three-petal mouth became crooked.

As for the hands, no one knew where they had gone.

Oh, the evil married life.

Men and women, with nothing to do, isn't that the only thing they do?
Not to mention women's lust for food and sex, which is simply boundless. Rabbits' nature is even wilder.

Not to mention that he is so close to Xiao Wu. No matter how round and smooth her breasts are, or how soft and fragrant she is, the scent of a woman is so strong that it cannot withstand the constant humming of her day and night.

Although Xiao Wu's fingertips were indeed very soft, the translucent gauze skirt and stockings were also hesitant.

However, Xiao Wu's originally intoxicated and enjoyable expression had already revealed dissatisfaction due to Feng Yan's indifference, "What's the matter? You don't need to replenish your body, do you?"

You're talking about nourishing your body in a medicinal garden?! How about catching an old hen and planting some wolfberries?
Feng Yan pointed outside the Ice and Fire Yin and Yang without any expression, "Someone is coming."

As soon as the words fell, a dark green figure passed through the rain.

Xiao Wu was startled and quickly retracted her hand.

"Boy, is this how you act as a father? This is the core area of ​​Sunset Forest, and you're just going to let your daughter and a cat run around like this?"

Dugu Bo walked through the rain and came in front of Feng Yan.

"So what about Xiaoyu?" Feng Yan grinned.

"Uh... he ran away with the kitten and I couldn't catch him." Dugu Bo scratched his head, looking quite embarrassed.

"That's it."

Qiuqiu is the emperor's auspicious beast, no matter how powerful the soul beast is, it will avoid her.

Otherwise, Feng Yan would not have let his daughter go out to play, and Xiao Wu would not have watched Feng Yan so closely.

After making a joke, Feng Yan didn't care about looking up at the sky, pretending to be profound Xiao Wu, and asked: "By the way, old poison, aren't you looking at Xue Ye?"

At this time, Dugu Bo became anxious. "I heard from Oscar that you left with your girlfriends after you came back, saying you were going to get a spirit ring. I knew you would come here. Come with me now, something bad is going to happen."

"Oh? What's the hurry? You talk as if the emperor is going to die."

"You guessed right." Dugu Bo finally revealed a very solemn expression on his face. "I'm afraid this time we're in trouble. Emperor Xue Ye is going to die."

"After your reminder last time, we have been on guard against Xue Qinghe. But no matter how tight the palace is, it still cannot stop the regent prince from taking full power."

"Stop talking nonsense and come with me to the Tiandou Empire Palace. Didn't you say that you want Xue Beng to take the throne so that you can have better control? If we don't go, the Tiandou Empire will really change."

Having said that, Dugu Bo picked up Feng Yan and was about to leave.

"What's the hurry?" After the blazing sky-blue wind dissipated, Feng Yan still managed to get Dugu Bo.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, who were sitting cross-legged on the left and right of the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, with two red soul rings gradually deepening around them, Xiao Wu asked, "Are we going to wait for Rongrong and Zhuqing?"

The strength of Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong is unquestionable. Once the eighth soul ring is absorbed, they will be Feng Yan's greatest help.

However, Feng Yan shook his head.

This matter had always been within Feng Yan's expectations, and he also knew very well that if Xue Qinghe, who had Golden Crocodile Douluo and Blue Luan Douluo under his control, confronted him head-on, he would have absolutely no chance of winning.

"The key to breaking the impasse is not within the palace, you cannot come."

"Why? This matter is too big, what can you do alone?" Dugu Bo almost jumped up in anxiety.

"Don't tell me you want to kill through the heavy siege of Tiandou City's armaments by yourself? Do you think you are your father Feng Yan, the Sword Demon Reborn?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Wu looked at Dugu Bo with an indescribable strangeness in her eyes.

"He is really..."

When Xiao Wu pointed at Feng Yan, Feng Yan quickly pressed down her finger, "Old poisonous creature, don't you forget who I am."

"Yan Feng..." Dugu Bo then remembered something he shouldn't have forgotten, "How could I have forgotten that you were adopted by Xue Qinghe..."

"But that's too much nonsense. Don't tell me you can convince him with just your mouth."

"Who said I only rely on my mouth? I would like to rely on my mouth alone." Feng Yan rolled his eyes and was about to walk away.

Xiao Wu, however, tilted her head and wondered what she was thinking. She only added: "Is it possible to use my mouth?"

When Feng Yan heard this, he staggered and almost fell down.

You're talking with your mouth, are you serious?
……

After returning to Tiandou City, Feng Yan separated from Dugu Bo.

But he did not go to the Prince's Mansion, but went to Tiandou Hotel.

The reason was very simple. He met Meng Yiran on the way. She crossed the drizzling streets and sneaked into a carriage under the cover of night. Feng Yan knew this luxuriously decorated carriage. It was specially licensed by the royal family and made for the prince.

It was obvious who he was going to find.

"Isn't this a coincidence?"

When Feng Yan saw Xue Beng and Meng Yiran biting each other mouth to mouth, he lifted the Wind King's Order's invisibility.

They were both startled, and the balloons suddenly bounced away as if the hands holding them were removed.

"Yan...Yan Feng?! Why are you here?" Meng Yiran looked at Yan Feng, who was standing in front of the French window, looking out the window, feeling extremely terrified, "It's the mistress..."

"What does your little shit have to do with me?" Feng Yan immediately interrupted Meng Yiran.

Then he looked at Avalanche, "What? Come with me."

"Where...going?" Xue Beng was like a mouse seeing a cat when he saw Feng Yan.

He was horrified, anxious, and hopeful, "Didn't Senior Dugu say you wanted to cooperate with me?!"

"It's a cooperation, so I'm giving you face." Feng Yan turned around and looked at Xue Beng expressionlessly.

“…Are you giving me face?!”

Give him face and catch him in adultery? Xue Beng almost went crazy and collapsed.

Feng Yan immediately said with contempt: "What? You want me to knock you out and take you away directly? Have you considered what the consequences will be if she can't see you when she gets there?"

The disappearance of the prince was a big deal in itself, not to mention the avalanche.

If Meng Yiran made the matter even a little more serious, the result would not be what Feng Yan wanted to see.

"If you don't even have this much vision, then you'd better wash yourself clean and go to the Prince's Mansion by yourself."

As he said this, he was about to walk out. He had now learned the art of playing hard to get.

"…Wait a minute! My affair with her was just to confuse Xue Qinghe! You should know that even if it seems like I'm acting secretly, how many people in the outside world are watching me?"

'Yan Feng' is Xue Beng's only hope now, even though he is a member of Xue Qinghe's party.

After all, it was Yan Feng who pointed out that it was Xue Qinghe who poisoned Emperor Xue Ye.

"I'll go with you, but you have to tell me clearly what you are going to do." Xue Beng became serious at this time. He also wanted to know the consequences of his actions.

"What did you say?!" Meng Yiran was stunned at first, then immediately exploded, "You said you would use me to confuse Xue Qinghe?!"

Her eyes were red and she held on to Xue Beng's arm tightly.

What’s interesting is that Xue Beng clearly wanted to break free, but his cultivation was too low, and his body was damaged by years of drinking and eating, so he was completely unable to resist the Soul King-level Meng Yiran.

"Avalanche, you bastard! Do you know how much I have sacrificed for you?!"

"You asked me to come and I came. I never refused! You asked me to stay in Shrek Academy and I stayed there safely. I have to face those civilians every day!"

Then, Meng Yiran revealed something even bigger while spitting: "I've had miscarriage eight times! Eight times!"

Feng Yan almost laughed out loud and applauded them. To what extent had they indulged themselves in five years?
After all, not all soul masters have the fertility of rabbits. The higher the level of the soul master, the more difficult it is to conceive and have children.

In a situation like Meng Yiran, with a body as depleted as Xue Beng, he was able to do it eight times. Feng Yandou could only give him a thumbs up and praise it as an effort and a miracle.

"Yan Feng! Now is not the time to dwell on this kind of thing. Isn't our business more important?"

Xue Beng's meaning was very clear, he hoped Feng Yan could deal with Meng Yiran so that they could continue to do "big things".

"Indeed, it's about the throne." Feng Yan glanced at Meng Yiran jokingly.

Feng Yan mentioned the matter of the throne because he wanted to see if Meng Yiran had a sense of the overall situation.

Unfortunately, human nature cannot stand the test.

"So what about the throne?! Do you think you can beat Xue Qinghe?! He is a disciple of Ning Fengzhi from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!"

Then, the furious Meng Yiran pointed at Feng Yan again, "Who doesn't know that he is also a disciple of Jian Douluo?"

"Everyone in Tiandou City knows that Xue Qinghe treats him as his private lover, and he can enter Tiandou's big-brand stores whenever he wants. Xue Beng, you might as well jump off this place than cooperate with him! If you can't do it, I can help you!"

"Shut up!" Xue Beng's expression finally twisted, his eyes filled with cruelty and determination, "Yan Feng! Kill her! Don't waste time!"

"I know you disdain power! But if I ascend to the throne, the Heaven Dou Empire will do whatever you want to me. What do you want? Spirit rings and bones! Wealth! Women! As long as I can afford it, as long as the Heaven Dou Empire can afford it, I will give it to you!"

Sure enough, a woman is insignificant compared to the throne, not to mention that it is still a question whether Meng Yiran can give birth.

As a weakling, as a gambler, and as a prince, Avalanche is qualified.

Forced to the edge of the cliff, he didn't dare to hesitate, nor did he have the right to hesitate, and even less did he want to hesitate.

You know, that’s Xueqing River!

Meng Yiran was right in one thing. Xue Qinghe’s teacher was the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and the child he adopted was the biological son of Sword Demon Douluo, plus he had been building up a terrifying force for many years.

If Yan Feng had not betrayed him, Xue Beng would have already determined that he had no chance of winning. How could he possibly give up this life-saving straw?

"You are very smart." Feng Yan pretended to think and nodded slightly.

Xue Beng did not mention dividing the empire equally because he knew that as long as Yan Feng was willing, he would not even need to do anything. He only needed to wait for Xue Qinghe to ascend the throne.

But the price Xue Beng offered was to let Yan Feng take whatever he wanted, which, in his opinion, was something that Xue Qinghe could not do.

And he, the Avalanche Emperor, will obtain the 'Word Wind'.

He was betting on how powerful Yan Feng was, and whether he would end up as the number one man in the world, Sword Demon Douluo.

The final result was to stab Xue Qinghe hard in the back while decisively pulling Feng Jian Zong and even the world's number one man, Sword Demon Douluo, to his side.

After all, the game of politics, simply put, is about recruiting people. Whoever has more and stronger supporters will have the final say on rights.

However, Xue Beng thought that Yan Feng would easily agree to his request, but what he got in return was his silence.

"Ha! What a joke! Avalanche, you're such a joke!" Meng Yiran got the chance and left this cold-blooded careerist with a sneer.

"My grandparents and the Meng family are behind me!"

"Tang San took his brothers to the Metal City Gengxin City, but he is also the son of Clear Sky Douluo and a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect! You want to kill me now? What evidence do you have to prove that you have nothing to do with this?"

"Oh! I don't know whether to call you smart or stupid!"

It is said that ethical dramas are the best to watch. Feng Yan really couldn’t imagine that this drama could be so exciting.

So he decided to raise the stakes, "I don't care what the consequences of killing you are. Just find someone and throw your body to Tang San. He will naturally find that you have lost your fertility."

(End of this chapter)