Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2693: Harvest, Lu Changsheng Bewildered, Dragon Turtle Saint Heir!
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"What’s wrong, are you hesitating?"
Lu Changsheng looked at the Nine Tribulations-faced Flood Dragon Saint Son and raised an eyebrow, saying, "It seems you don’t love her that much. You’re not even willing to become a slave for her. What makes you think you love her!"
"No, for Nether Moon, I am willing!"
The Flood Dragon Saint Son, upon hearing this, immediately roared with red eyes.
Even though hundreds of years have passed.
He still remembers the glimpse of the Nether Moon Saintess while he was still a chores disciple feeding scale horses!
From that moment, he fell in love with her!
For no reason at all.
It was this love for the Nether Moon Saintess that allowed him to survive the impact of the Yellow Springs Flood Dragon Soul and integrate with it.
Therefore, the Nether Moon Saintess is his everything.He is willing to sacrifice everything for her!
Of course, the Flood Dragon Saint Son dared to accept this because he was gambling a little.
Once, someone used a Soul Secret Technique on him, attempting to body snatch, only to be devoured by the Yellow Springs Flood Dragon Soul.
Now that he is fully integrated with the Yellow Springs Flood Dragon Soul, he might be able to use this power to break free from servitude prohibitions.
"???
This time, it was Lu Changsheng’s turn to be confused.
No, I was just wasting time, joking around, letting Ah Wu observe the Nine Spirits True Monarch and the Demon Path Envoy’s location.
And you actually agreed?
Lu Changsheng was bewildered, not knowing whether to call the Flood Dragon Saint Son deeply passionate or a bootlicker.
Previously, the Flood Dragon Saint Son even called the Nether Moon Saintess his wife, yet she is clearly a chaste body.
Wife? Chaste body?
Damn, could he be a one-sided bootlicker, a turtle guy?
Why not just call him Dragon Turtle Saint Son instead of Flood Dragon Saint Son.
Lu Changsheng was truly at a loss with the Flood Dragon Saint Son.
Not just him.
Even Red Peak Immortal City was dumbfounded seeing this scene.
Though the Flood Dragon Saint Son’s admiration for the Nether Moon Saintess was no secret among the upper echelons of Yue Country.
But damn, this is too deeply passionate, isn’t it?
For the Nether Moon Saintess, he was willing to hand over his heart’s soul blood and lay down prohibitions.
For a moment, everyone looked at the Flood Dragon Saint Son, then at the tall and straight Great Dream City Lord in his Mystic Robe cloak, and the Nether Moon Saintess kneeling on the ground, restrained by the Beast Taming Ring, with no words to describe this scene.
The Heavenly Silkworm True Monarch was also bewildered.
He knew the Flood Dragon Saint Son’s overwhelming admiration for the Nether Moon Saintess.
Previously, when the Nether Moon Saintess had the opportunity to break through to Nascent Soul, it wasn’t only the Nine Spirits True Monarch who helped; the Flood Dragon Saint Son also fought to win it for her.
But he never imagined that the Flood Dragon Saint Son would be so enraptured for the Nether Moon Saintess that he would lose his wits.
"Alright, hand over your heart’s soul blood now."
Lu Changsheng said to the Flood Dragon Saint Son, wanting to see if he was truly a bootlicker. The Taiyi Divine Soul still observed the surroundings with the Sun and Moon Taiji Mysterious Light Mirror.
"Netherworld!"
The Heavenly Silkworm True Monarch saw the Flood Dragon Saint Son drawing with his nails on his brow, about to force out his heart’s soul blood, and chose to act immediately, intending to dissuade him and take him away.
Otherwise, he dared not imagine how the situation would turn out.
Lu Changsheng watched as the Flood Dragon Saint Son drew on his brow and was stunned, not expecting him truly to hand over his heart’s soul blood.
Bootlickers are really something!
However, seeing the worried look of the Heavenly Silkworm True Monarch.
And after so long of observing with Ah Wu, neither the Nine Spirits True Monarch nor the Demon Path Envoy’s traces had been discovered.
Lu Changsheng realized that the three people hastily approaching might not be the Nine Spirits True Monarch and Demon Path Envoy lurking in the dark to attack but likely because this bootlicker, the Flood Dragon Saint Son, was coming.
"Damn it, a mere trio of waste Nascent Souls dare trouble this True Monarch!"
Lu Ancestor saw this, knowing he was too cautious, scaring himself.
The Nine Tribulations Sword appeared in his hand.
"Golden Peng! Xiao Yan!"
Lu Changsheng, holding the Nine Tribulations Sword, called to Golden Peng and Qian Zhuyan, ready to solve the three in front of him once and for all!