Douluo Continent: Dark Demon God Biao, inheriting the position of an evil god

Chapter 107 Look who's that? Tang Ya: It's irrelevant!

During the process, Dai Yuntian also made sure to activate his external soul bone to devour other souls.

The evil thought, the Xuanbing Hook, pierced Tang Ya's jade back.

It gradually absorbed the life essence of the Blue Silver Grass that Tang Ya had just absorbed.

These life essences gradually strengthen the external soul bone.

Maybe someday in the future.

Dai Yuntian's external soul bone will also upgrade and evolve, just like Tang San's!

"Hiss... I mean, can't you be a little gentler?"

Tang Ya's face was almost completely blurred with consciousness.

Tears welled in her eyes, a mixture of humiliating guilt and physical excitement.

……

In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed.

"I said, couldn't you have slowed down a bit earlier?!"

Tang Ya blushed and slapped Dai Yuntian's chest in an annoyed tone.

"Oh? You're not going to curse anymore?"

Dai Yuntian curled his lips and teased playfully.

The way she cried and cursed just now had a unique charm, but now that she's quiet, he feels a little uneasy.

It's strange to feel good while cursing, and that feeling is particularly addictive.

"Hmph... Who told you to be so rough? Just consider it... consider it a bargain for you!"

Tang Ya turned her face away, her ears burning red, and her voice became much softer: "And what about your grudge with Huo Yuhao? Could you... please not involve our Tang Clan?"

She hesitated, but finally mustered her courage and, with a hint of pleading, hugged Dai Yuntian tightly.

"Then it depends on your performance."

Dai Yuntian deliberately dragged out his words.

His gaze swept meaningfully over her long, shapely legs, and he leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

Tang Ya's cheeks flushed instantly, and she glared at her in embarrassment and indignation: "Ugh... Dai Yuntian, you're such a pervert!"

"This isn't called perverted, this is called wisdom. Even a fool wouldn't think of this. So tell me, do you agree or not?"

Dai Yuntian's voice turned cold again.

Tang Ya gritted her teeth, struggled internally for a moment, and as if she had made up her mind, stretched out her hand to him: "You're lucky, give it to me!"

"What to take?"

"Those socks! I don't usually wear these."

Tang Ya rolled her eyes at him, feeling embarrassed and annoyed. She really didn't know where this guy got so many strange and wonderful ideas from.
Wearing stockings and stepping on?
Is this something a human could come up with?
"I don't think I have any."

Who in their family would wear stockings out in public?

Tang Ya pouted: "Then what the hell are you talking about?"

"Wait, let me look for it."

Dai Yuntian rummaged through the items and finally found a pair of red stockings in his soul tool, which still had a faint fragrance on them.

"Has this been worn by someone before?"

Tang Ya looked at the wrinkles on it and frowned slightly in disapproval.

When Dai Yuntian thought back, it seemed to be Ma Xiaotao.

But why is it in its own storage soul tool?

Forget it, he couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

"Oh, it's alright. Sister Tao only wore it once. You should try it on quickly."

"Pooh."

Tang Ya took the stockings with a mixture of disgust and annoyance.

She clumsily and slowly rolled up the stockings, then carefully slipped them onto her fair and slender legs.

At first, she thought wearing stockings would be very uncomfortable.

After all, it is well known that when humans tame wild socks they have never worn before, the first time is always very uncomfortable, and it takes several times to get used to them.

But to Tang Ya's surprise, it felt surprisingly good.

It's soft, rustling, and very gentle on the skin.

Tang Ya stood up, her slightly fleshy yet beautifully shaped legs, encased in red stockings, exuding an alluring charm.

With her head bowed and cheeks flushed, she asked, her face radiant with beauty, "How is it... good, pretty?"

"Hmm, not bad, it suits you very well."

Dai Yuntian looked at him with admiration and praised him sincerely.

Tang Ya wasn't particularly tall, nor were her legs especially long, but they were the kind of legs that were a bit fleshy. The stockings made her legs look even more plump.

It looks so pleasing to the eye!

"Really?" Tang Ya asked in surprise.

But as soon as she said it, she suddenly regretted it, feeling both angry and ashamed.

How could I be happy because of this bastard's praise?

"Let's begin." "Okay...here I come."

Tang Ya took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Then she raised her jade-like foot, wrapped in red silk, and gently stepped on it...

Nearly half an hour later.

Dai Yuntian, that tireless beast.

It finally stopped.

Tang Ya let out a long sigh of relief; her legs felt weak.

He bent down, immediately wanting to tear off the shameful red stockings on his legs.

It was as if they wanted to tear off this humiliating mark.

"Don't take it off."

Dai Yuntian reached out and pressed down on her wrist, his tone leaving no room for refusal: "Wearing this, doesn't it look quite nice?"

He caressed Tang Ya's beautiful legs with his fingertips, a playful smile playing on his lips: "What, don't you want others to admire it too?"

Tang Ya's cheeks instantly flushed red, and she spat out angrily, "Pah! Who wants to show this to others! Do you think I'm a monkey in a circus?"

She wished she could hide this embarrassing state of hers forever.

Dai Yuntian raised an eyebrow, leaned closer, and his warm breath brushed against her ear: "Oh? So you mean you only want me to see it?"

"What...what nonsense are you spouting!"

Tang Ya turned her face away abruptly, like a rabbit whose ear had been grabbed, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible panic: "We...we've only had a transaction, each of us getting what we needed."

Dai Yuntian chuckled: "A transaction? Do you know what kind of people usually make these kinds of transactions?"

chicken……

The extremely insulting word exploded in Tang Ya's mind.

Yes, how am I any different from those women of the night now?

For the sake of her sect's survival, for the sake of power, she actually...

A tear rolled down Tang Ya's cheek. Feeling deeply humiliated, she turned away from Dai Yuntian, her shoulders trembling slightly as she wiped away the tears that kept flowing from her eyes with the back of her hand.

I didn't want him to see me in such a disheveled state.

She should at least retain a shred of dignity.

Seeing this, Dai Yuntian pulled her directly into his arms and said in an unyielding tone, "Remember, you're not a chicken, you're my little maid, understand? You're mine alone!"

This domineering yet eerie declaration strangely soothed a part of the pain in Tang Ya's heart.

At least... it's no longer that lowly status...

Tang Ya struggled slightly in his warm embrace, but her strength was weak and her efforts were ineffective, so she simply stopped struggling.

A little while later.

Tang Ya felt much better. She wiped away her tears and looked at his handsome face so close to hers, feeling the warmth from his chest and his strong heartbeat.

Her cheeks felt inexplicably hot, and she pleaded softly, "I... I know, but could you please not get so close to me?"

"can."

Dai Yuntian loosened his grip slightly, but then lifted her chin with his fingers, forcing her to look at him through teary eyes: "Now, call me master."

Tang Ya's eyes darted away, and her lips hesitated for a long time before she finally managed to squeeze out two words in an almost inaudible voice: "Master...Master..."

"Well, good."

Dai Yuntian seemed satisfied, his fingertips brushing against the corner of her moist eyes, his tone carrying a hint of promise:

"Next time you come to see me, I want to see you wearing a real maid outfit, if you're obedient enough..."

"Perhaps at the end of this year, I will give you an unexpected surprise."

surprise?

Tang Ya's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be related to avenging the Tang Clan?
Despite the fact that her heart was still filled with humiliation and turmoil.

But a tiny spark of hope was involuntarily ignited by this sentence.

Tang Ya lowered her eyes, tears still clinging to her long eyelashes, and answered in a barely audible voice:

"it is good."

……

The two returned to the academy together.

This time, Tang Ya didn't think about taking off her stockings; she simply wore them gracefully.

It has to be said that it attracted the attention of almost every passing boy and girl.

Dai Yuntian was envied and envied by countless people.

Suddenly, Dai Yuntian caught sight of a familiar figure and patted Tang Ya on the shoulder: "Tang Ya, look who's that?"

Tang Ya looked in the direction he was pointing.

When they saw that it was Huo Yuhao covered in bandages.

She snorted coldly and turned her head away:
"Hmph, irrelevant!"

(End of this chapter)