. Liu
Erlong was silent for a while, then sighed, her face darkening. She suddenly felt like there wasn't a good man in the whole world.
She was long past her prime; would anyone really want an old aunt like her?
At this moment, Bibi Dong was toying with Ye Fan. Because of her limited mouth, her expression was quite strange, but the provocation in her eyes was obvious.
This provocative gaze was fixed on Liu Erlong. Although Bibi Dong's expression was grotesque, Liu Erlong still couldn't stand it.
It's just a dream! What are you being so arrogant about?
She clicked her tongue, blushing, covering her private parts, and desperately trying to divert her attention elsewhere.
Seeing her awkward appearance, Ye Fan smiled and said, "By the way, Miss Liu is over forty now, isn't she? With your talent, becoming a Title Douluo might not be difficult, but by then you'll be seventy or eighty, right? Don't you consider finding someone to rely on in the future?"
Liu Erlong didn't answer, her fists clenched tightly.
How could she not want to? But because of that feeling, she couldn't find a suitable candidate.
Indeed, it was time to settle down and start a family.
As the dean of Blue Tyrant Academy, she was far from lacking money. In terms of strength, she was virtually unmatched among Soul Saints, and in a few years she would reach the Soul Douluo level, making her a powerful figure.
All she needed to do was choose a husband she liked and who was suitable.
She took a deep breath and looked at Ye Fan.
If we're talking about suitable, wasn't there someone like him?
He was really suitable in that aspect. As for what she liked, there were some things she liked, but others she didn't.
After all, what girl would be happy with such a forceful approach?
But it seemed there weren't any other more suitable candidates for the time being. She'd have to
choose the tallest among the short.
Her face flushed, she crawled step by step to Ye Fan, using both hands and feet, her pretty face quickly getting close, almost feeling his breath.
She asked nervously, "So, are you willing to accept this old auntie?"
Ye Fan naturally wanted to answer yes immediately, but the system beat him to it, a voice sounding, but only he could hear it.
"Ding! Dream choice triggered!" "
Option 1: Agree to Liu Erlong's confession! Obtain a 100,000-year-old soul bone!"
"Option 2: Reject Liu Erlong's confession! Obtain an opportunity to bathe in the essence of a pure-blooded ferocious beast and a large amount of precious medicinal herbs!"
These two options were completely incomparable!
Ye Fan immediately made his choice. He gently grasped Liu Erlong's jade-like arm, saying with a regretful expression, "Erlong, you're a good girl."
Hearing this, Liu Erlong was overjoyed. Finally, was she, Liu Erlong, going to find love?
Then, Ye Fan's words shattered her heart.
"But I can't agree to your proposal. It's not that I dislike you, but you must cherish yourself! Think carefully before making a choice, understand?"
Such a tactful rejection—how could Liu Erlong not understand?
She lay down dejectedly, looking utterly hopeless.
Ye Fan didn't care at all. This was pure system reward for him!
It was just a dream; what impact would his words or actions have on them in reality?
He'd continue flirting with them as usual!
"They couldn't possibly be eavesdropping on my dreams, could they?"
A 100,000-year-old soul bone is a top-tier item in Douluo Continent, but in Ye Fan's eyes, it's trash.
Implanting it into his body and worrying about lowering his physique? He
can even take a nice bath after waking up—it's amazing!
Liu Erlong clicked her tongue, coldly lunging at him. Her frantic actions startled Bibi Dong, who dared not stop her.
"Oh, I see. I'll consider it carefully." Her eyes were vacant, her movements mechanical, as if she were channeling her grief into appetite, striving for improvement!
Ye Fan let out a heavy sigh. No wonder she's a female tyrant, truly terrifying!
He gently stroked Liu Erlong, saying, "That's right, cherish yourself. After all, you don't even know who I am, how could you possibly fall in love with a stranger?"
Liu Erlong coldly asked, "Then who are you?"
She'd come after him with a kitchen knife! Damn!
Ye Fan grunted. With his conditions, aside from his physique and background, Liu Erlong probably wouldn't even look at him.
He replied, "My name is Ye Fan, I live in Wuhun City, I'm twenty years old, and my soul power is level thirty-one."
"Huh?" Liu Erlong was a little dumbfounded. Twenty years old and only level thirty-one?
However, as long as he's happy, that's fine. After all, it's much better than some good-for-nothing.
Ye Fan knew this would happen, shrugged, and didn't care.
He had long since given up on cultivating soul power.
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Liu Erlong then looked at Bibi Dong curiously and asked, "And who are you?"
Bibi Dong hesitated for a moment, somewhat reluctant to answer.
It was a bit embarrassing, but it would be known sooner or later, and she had a perfectly good excuse. She
honestly replied, "Bibi Dong, the one you're thinking of."
Liu Erlong was instantly shocked. Bibi Dong?
The Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong?
That peerless Douluo! The strongest beauty on the Douluo Continent!
But how could she be in this dream? And so willingly becoming Ye Fan's lover?
Right! She must just be a figment of Ye Fan's imagination, right?
How could such a person lower herself to give way to a Soul Master?
"Spirit City... I don't have time to go right now. Although Yu Xiaogang is disgusting, the students are innocent."
She sighed; it seemed she couldn't see Ye Fan anytime soon.
Hearing this, Ye Fan suddenly remembered and said to Bibi Dong, "By the way, Dong'er, don't forget, we have to choose Wuhun City as the competition venue! Otherwise, how will we deal with Tang San?"
Bibi Dong paused for a moment before remembering this. If they sent ordinary assassins to kill Tang San, with Tang Hao around, it would just be sending them to their deaths.
She nodded and said, "No problem."
Ye Fan thought for a moment, then tilted his head. Wait, what's the point of telling her this in my dream?
Liu Erlong, standing to the side, was dumbfounded and asked, "Tang San? What about Xiao San?"
Bibi Dong coldly replied, "He's a threat."
Liu Erlong's eyes widened instantly, extremely displeased.
Just a child!
Seeing their atmosphere worsening, Ye Fan quickly intervened to calm things down, saying, "Miss Liu, like master, like disciple. These two are in cahoots and have done a lot of bad things. Other students might be one thing, but Tang San has been bad since childhood! After all, he wasn't a good person in his past life!"
Liu Erlong tilted her head and asked, "Past life?"
Ye Fan sighed, unable to explain for a moment, but warned, "Anyway, remember not to underestimate this master and disciple pair; they're very dangerous!"
Then, he said goodbye, "It's getting late; it's time to get up."
He stretched, and although Liu Erlong wanted to stay, she was too embarrassed.
The scene before her grew increasingly unreal.
Liu Erlong got out of bed, looked at the familiar surroundings, and checked her surroundings again.
"It's still here; it's not missing." She breathed a sigh of relief; it really was a dream.
But the person in the dream was probably not a dream.
"Ye Fan… Ye Fan~"
She quickly felt uneasy, her fingers slowly probing her lower abdomen.
But then, an untimely knock sounded on the door.
"Erlong, it's me, Yu Xiaogang."
Yu Xiaogang's voice rang out. If she had been happy to hear this voice before, now she felt annoyed.
She opened the door, coldly looking at the disheveled Yu Xiaogang, whose eyes were fixed on her chest, and said coldly, "Get out! I don't want to see you!"
Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded. What happened? Wasn't everything fine before?
He laughed, "What's wrong? Shall we go for a drink? It's been a long time since we drank alone together!"
He would get her completely drunk, and then disappear without a trace...
Liu Erlong coldly spat on the ground, then kicked him away, saying, "Disgusting!"
Then she angrily slammed the door shut.