Chapter 161. Ah Yin, you don't want anything to happen to your grandson, do you?
In the Divine Realm,
Xiao Wu's heart skipped a beat. She asked worriedly, "Sangiegie, do you know how Wu Lin is doing now?"
Tang San's face darkened as he said, "The restrictions I placed on Wu Lin have loosened."
"Then what should we do?"
Tang San said, "Our parents must be in trouble. However, aside from that silver dragon, there's probably no one else on the entire Douluo Continent who could threaten them."
Tang San remembered that when he left Douluo Continent, he had scanned the planet repeatedly. Apart from the Silver Dragon King recovering from his injuries, there was no one else.
He had selected the most capable people on Douluo Continent, Tang Hao, the most suitable to be the Lord of the Plane, and Ah Yin, the most suitable to become the core of life on Douluo Continent. He had them stay on Douluo Continent and handle most of his problems.
If Wu Lin was in trouble, it could only be related to the Silver Dragon King; there was no other reason.
Could it be that the Silver Dragon King had detected Wu Lin's Golden Dragon King bloodline?
Thinking of this, Tang San's face suddenly darkened.
"Silver Dragon King? I hope you won't harm my son or my parents, or you'll be unworthy of being a daughter-in-law of the Tang family."
Indeed, according to the family rules Tang Hao had set for Tang San, his son was to marry a spirit beast. Ordinary spirit beasts didn't meet the Tang family's noble aesthetic standards; they had to be at least a hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beast, let alone Tang San's own son.
Therefore, Tang San and Xiao Wu discussed it and decided to marry the Silver Dragon King to their son.
"I almost forgot, San'er, that boss even put a chastity belt on his daughter, so why wouldn't he put something on his son?" Qian Xunji crouched down and observed the infant Tang Wulin, who was gradually unlocking the Golden Dragon King's bloodline.
His eyes had already transformed into those of a dragon, and his body was gradually developing the characteristics of dragon scales.
"The Golden Dragon King's bloodline? Let me guess, San'er has set his sights on the Dragon God. According to your family tradition, you're going to be a dragon, right?" Qian Xunji said with a smile.
Tang Wulin had no idea what Qianxunji meant. He was constantly resisting him, and although his seal was gradually being lifted, he still couldn't stand up to him.
"I, Qianxunji, love seeing relationships broken off. With your sharp face and monkey-like appearance, are you worthy of the Silver Dragon King?" Qianxunji opened the system and, rather than draw a lottery, searched through it, deducted twenty million emotion points, and a card appeared in his hand.
As the card appeared, Ah Yin felt a flicker of unease and demanded, "What are you doing?"
"What?" Qianxunji said, "I want the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King."
As he spoke, Qianxunji pointed the card at Tang Wulin, and Tang Wulin felt something ripped from him, moving towards the card.
"No, don't—" Ah Yin struggled, but was unable to break free from Qianxunji's grasp. She could only watch helplessly as Qianxunji, using some unknown method, drained Tang Wulin's blood completely.
A dragon roared, and the dragon soul of the Golden Dragon King roared unwillingly, and finally merged into Qianxunji's card.
In the end, a ferocious golden dragon image appeared on Qianxunji's card.
"These 20 million are worth it." Using the pain of Tang San and the others to buy something that would cause them even more pain, this was a kind of pleasure for Qianxunji.
After Qianxunji put away the card, he looked down at Tang San's cub below and said coldly: "The Golden Dragon King bloodline is something you can't control, Dabogong will help you control it. You'd better just play with your Blue Silver Entanglement."
With that, Qianxunji lifted his foot and slammed Tang Wulin into the wall, imprinting him right into it, leaving a large, baby-shaped hole.
"As expected of a Divine King's offspring, he's still surviving, haha."
"Wulin." Ah Yin was overcome with grief. She had failed to protect her grandson. Wulin's Golden Dragon King bloodline had been drained by that thief, Qianxunji. This also meant that Xiao San's grand plan had partially failed.
Ah Yin even considered dying to apologize for her son and grandson. Suddenly, Qian Xunji looked at Ah Yin with a lewd smile and said, "Alright, Ah Yin, it's time to start our private affairs."
Ah Yin looked at Qian Xunji with a fearless attitude and said, "Qian Xunji, you've drained my grandson's dragon vein and oppressed him like this. You've treated my grandson like this, what else can you threaten me with? Just kill me and let me apologize to Xiao San, Xiao Wu and the others in hell."
"You can't say that. I, Qian Xunji, am such a kind person. Although I drained your grandson's dragon vein, I also saved his life." Qian Xunji drew the Angel Sword, his fingers playing the blade like a piano. Then, he licked it with his tongue and said meaningfully, "Hehehe, Madam Haozi, you don't want your grandson to die, do you?"
"Or do you think that Tang Wulin, who has lost the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, is no longer worthy of being your grandson?"
"No!" Yin shook her head at Qianxunji's threat, saying, "Don't kill Wu Lin, don't kill Wu Lin. I'll do whatever you say."
Tears welled up in Yin's eyes, and she thought to herself ,"Brother Hao, for Wu Lin, I can only let you down."
"That's right." Qianxunji, holding the Angel Sword, approached Yin, picked her up, and sat down in the happy nest of Haozi and Yin.
Yin's expression was icy, and she kept repeating, "Just treat it as a dog bite, just treat it as a dog bite."
Qianxunji wasn't so impatient. He picked up his soul guide and activated it, saying, "Don't look like a zombie. Come on, smile."
A screen appeared in front of Yin and Qianxunji. Seeing the light screen, Yin's icy expression suddenly faltered.
A look of horror crossed her face.
What did she see? On the screen was Shrek, executing Lin Mengtong. A large number of people looked up, gazing in the direction of the screen, which frightened Ah Yin.
She wasn't familiar with the term "social death," but it was the only way she could describe it.
Suddenly, the screen flashed, and the imposing figure of Haozi appeared before her. Haozi stared in shock and anger at Ah Yin, Qianxunji, and the humanoid hole in which Tang Wulin had been embedded.
Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily as he let out a furious cry: "Ah Yin—"
Qianxunji kissed Ah Yin's collagen-rich face, then turned his head to look at Tang Hao playfully, saying,
"Don't bother with me, Haozi. We haven't seen each other in 16,000 years."
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