Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect.

Chapter 1268 Where is the vanished Long Xiaoyao?

The man stood up and looked down into the lake.

"Where are the fish? There isn't a single one!"

The bucket at his feet contained only some water drawn from the lake and a few weeds; there were no spoils of war.

Clearly, this fisherman lost money today.

"Impossible! I am Long Xiaoyao! How could I be stumped by a mere little fish?"

The young man is none other than Long Xiaoyao, who has been missing from the mainland for a long time.

At this moment, Long Xiaoyao, who was in the air force, was just like an ordinary person, cursing at the lake and casually throwing a few stones, causing ripples to appear on the lake.

After venting his frustrations, Long Xiaoyao carried his bucket and strolled leisurely toward a small village not far away.

"Young Master Xiao, you seem to be in such a good mood that you went fishing again today?"

"Hey, Lao Xiao, any fish biting today?"

"Young Master Xiao! We just received our fresh river seafood today! There are several big fish! Come and take a look!"

Long Xiaoyao greeted the villagers naturally and jokingly scolded the fishmonger, "Old Chen! Can't you give me some face when you talk? What do you mean 'sold out again'? I was just scouting new fishing spots! I just didn't have time to fish!"

"Okay, okay! Come and see these big fish! I guarantee you'll love them! You'll look really impressive carrying them out!"

Long Xiaoyao muttered a few words about not being in the air force, then picked out a fat fish, threaded a rope through it, and pretended to put it into his bucket.

"Hmph! It's huge!"

"I suspect you got up early this morning and netted all the fish! You didn't leave me a single one!"

Long Xiaoyao pretended to carry the bucket of spoils back to his small home.

It is a two-courtyard house located on the east side of the village.

The courtyard was somewhat old, and some of the outer walls were even peeling off.

But once you push open the door and go inside, you are greeted by a lush green landscape.

The pruned ivy hung on the wall shelf, and grapes hung on a large shelf. Plants filled every corner of the yard.

This is a courtyard that once exuded a slow-paced lifestyle.

"Squeak~"

The door to the cottage was pushed open, and a bright woman emerged, exuding a youthful charm yet retaining a touch of allure.

"You brought back a bucket full of water again today?"

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyao's smile froze. He then picked up the fish, which was already strung with a rope, from the bucket and arrogantly declared, "What do you mean by 'buy'! Look! This is what I caught!"

air force?

I brought the fish back, how can you still say it's the Air Force?

Just tell me if you brought any fish back!

Ye Xishui reached out and took the plump fish, her eyes crinkling with a smile. "How amazing is that today? You caught a big one?"

"But can there really be sea fish in that small lake?"

"This... might be an underground sewer!" Long Xiaoyao confirmed, then grabbed a bucket and ran off to water the flowers.

Ye Xishui didn't expose Long Xiaoyao; she just found these little everyday moments really interesting.

Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao, Death God Douluo, Ye Xishui.

They enjoy the life of ordinary people in this small, unknown village.

Apart from the village thugs who initially coveted them, they had no worries living here.

The two of them possessed enough wealth to live comfortably for several lifetimes, and they could even survive by cultivating their skills.

Because Long Xiaoyao beat up the village thugs, he became a celebrity in the village, and people would chat with him wherever he went. Long Xiaoyao was happy to chat with him.

I learned from Ye Nanxiao how to eat sunflower seeds skillfully and how to gossip fluently.

They easily blended into the village's internal life.

Every day, he either fishes or goes to the village entrance to gossip, and occasionally checks out any interesting things happening around him.

Although Long Xiaoyao had a noble appearance, his simple clothes and skillful Bagua techniques meant that the villagers didn't discriminate against him.

Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui were able to live the life of ordinary people.

Thanks to the peaceful atmosphere created by Long Xiaoyao, Ye Xishui's Blood Soul Demon Puppet Martial Soul actually went dormant, and the killing intent and death aura on her body "fell into slumber".

Instead, Ye Xishui's other martial soul, the Phoenix of Light, emerged.

This gave Ye Xishui a gentle aura, and light elements danced around her.

Long Xiaoyao was also deeply moved by this.

Ideally, Ye Xishui's Blood Soul Demon Puppet should remain dormant, so that Ye Xishui will simply be Ye Xishui and not Death God Douluo.

Ye Xishui hummed an unknown tune as she skillfully processed the fish that Long Xiaoyao had brought back, gutting it, scraping off the scales, and slicing the meat.

The way Long Xiaoyao ate fish, which he learned from his grand-disciple, was to eat thin slices of fish with a little wine – that was the most enjoyable way to eat it.

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So Ye Xishui specially learned this skill, and every now and then, whenever Long Xiaoyao couldn't resist going to the market to buy a fish, she would cook it for him.

At dinner time, Long Xiaoyao carried a small wine jug containing bulk wine he had bought from the market.

Ye Xishui carried a few dishes and placed them on a small round table.

The two sat together, and Ye Xishui poured wine for Long Xiaoyao, who ate heartily.

During this time, the two acted like a couple deeply in love, playfully fidgeting with their feet under the table.

After finishing his meal, Long Xiaoyao quickly went to wash the dishes, even using a bit of force to polish them.

The secret taught by Ye Huli: a cozy or romantic dinner, after which you can contemplate... well, you know.

Originally, Long Xiaoyao wasn't very interested in this, since the higher his cultivation level, the stronger his control over himself.

However, Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui are now deliberately sealing their cultivation to experience the lives of ordinary people.

Therefore, some symphonies of primal human instincts have been rekindled.

Emotions and desires are human instincts, intertwined with love, and mutually reinforcing each other.

Long Xiaoyao gained a deeper understanding of this sentence once again.

"Tomorrow I need to go see Old Xu the carpenter and have a bigger and sturdier bed custom-made." Long Xiaoyao tightened his grip on the beauty in his arms.

Ye Xishui rolled her eyes at Long Xiaoyao, snorted softly, and then found a warm haven in Long Xiaoyao's arms, falling into a deep sleep.

The outpouring of genuine feelings and the release of emotions led her to actively experience a blissful exhaustion.

Long Xiaoyao chuckled and closed his eyes as well.

Before going to bed, he thanked his good grand-disciple as usual.

If it weren't for Ye Nanxiao, his good grand-disciple, Long Xiaoyao would never have come to his senses.

However, I recently heard that the grand-disciple has become famous again in the empire.

However, even if his grand-disciple is getting beaten up, it's just a training exercise for the grand-disciple, and it has little to do with him.

Given Ye Nanxiao's personality, he would not actively disturb Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui's secluded life unless absolutely necessary.

The moon rises halfway up the sky.

Long Xiaoyao, who was fast asleep, suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

He gently, very gently, laid Ye Xishui down on the soft bed.

Then, he transformed into a black shadow and vanished from the spot. (End of Chapter)