GBP Chapter 87 You Don't Understand Love
Chapter 87 You Don't Understand Love
Xu Tianyi chuckled and said, "That's right, we're on the same side! I'm a transvestite too... uh... I meant transvestite... but that doesn't seem quite right..."
The more I talked about it, the uglier it sounded.
Yu Linglong was amused by his conflicted and embarrassed expression.
"Alright, alright, I know you have demon blood, but your other half is human, which is different from the blood of us hidden races."
"That's right, that's why I've come here to get your guidance..."
Xu Tianyi had a flash of inspiration.
Yu Linglong is a real gem of a girl.
Gu Qinghan's martial arts techniques could not be passed on, nor could Ning Hongye's. Shen Miao's techniques were not very good, and Wei Qing's could not be passed on either.
If there's a little fox around now, it would be wonderful to be able to cling to its leg.
Regardless of whether she's good or bad, at least her baby is good.
Leaving aside the superiority and adaptability of the Tongjiao cultivation method, her numerous strange and wonderful techniques are all incredibly useful.
Moreover, she has many powerful weapons.
The Sun Wheel Spear, the Moon-Holding Twin Halberds, the Blazing Sun Blade, the Spirit Fox Gauntlets, and so on...
She's a rich woman.
Looking at his submissive appearance, Yu Linglong said with some disdain, "Guidance? You couldn't even make me happy today, how can I give you guidance?"
Xu Tianyi's eyes lit up; there was definitely a chance.
"What are you saying, Master? You're just looking for some fun. How about I teach you to sing?"
Yu Linglong shook her head: "If you, someone who's tone-deaf, are going to teach me... let's find someone else..."
"Then shall I tell you a story?"
"Your story is utterly pointless..."
Xu Tianyi was stunned: "Then should I confess my feelings?"
"Oh? How about you confess your feelings to me in front of your wife? I think that would be interesting..."
Xu Tianyi rolled his eyes at her: "Never mind then, go to sleep. Sorry to bother you..."
Yu Linglong was displeased: "You're leaving already? Am I not as good as her...?"
Xu Tianyi scoffed, "This is what you call love? Do you even understand love? Do you even have love? Really..."
With that, he turned and left.
Yu Linglong was silenced. Seeing him leave, she didn't continue to pester him, closed the door, and lay down silently.
His mind was filled with Xu Tianyi's questions.
Do you have love?
She suddenly felt a little lonely.
The Grandmaster's soul perception allowed her to see many heartwarming scenes of others.
At the age of eight, the soul of a thousand-year-old fox demon was forcibly sealed into his body.
For decades or even centuries, she has lived a carefree life, carrying out her missions.
Until I met Wuchen.
And this deep-thinking man initially attracted her deeply.
But he was too mysterious, and always seemed to be wary of himself.
He would occasionally deceive himself into giving him his soul back, which made their relationship worse and worse, and they even fought several times.
This also led to him not wanting to see me at all except when he was on a mission.
More often than not, I'm the one clinging to him.
Perhaps it's because of loneliness, or perhaps it's because I also want someone to rely on.
But he himself could not fully trust Wuchen.
Every word he said seemed insincere.
Last time, I asked him to confess his feelings, but he did so indifferently and boringly.
Even when she leaned against him, he remained completely unmoved, showing no impulse or thought whatsoever.
At this moment, he saw Xu Tianyi resolutely refuse to leave because of his wife.
She suddenly understood something.
Perhaps, Wuchen also has another woman in his heart.
Thinking of this, Yu Linglong couldn't help but give a bitter smile.
The long lifespan of the Hidden Clan is accompanied by prolonged solitude.
It's so hard to find someone who can stay with you forever.
Therefore, the more Wuchen wanted to get the soul and spirit that he had left in his hands, the less he wanted to give it up.
Once I give it away, I'll truly be all alone.
The more I think about it, the more frustrated I become.
Perhaps I don't understand it myself. Maybe I should ask him for help?
If Senior Brother Wuchen could treat me as well as the scholar in the story, I might be very happy...
As she thought about it, she blushed.
"You little brat, wait until I learn how to handle you, and see how I'll deal with you...hehe..."
Her delicate little mouth pouted, as if she had thought of something happy.
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