Chapter 162 Yu Xiaogang: Don't come to me, I'm afraid Dong'er will misunderstand!
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Inside the small wooden house.
Liu Erlong blocked the doorway, glaring at Zhuge Lan with a fierce gaze.
You better have a good reason, kid!
"Don't be so anxious."
Zhuge Lan said with a smile—
"Before I give you the letter for Yu Xiaogang, watch this short video first."
"Trust me."
"This is for your own good."
Liu Erlong didn't say a word, just glared at Zhuge Lan.
But even the pressure of a Titled Douluo had no effect on him.
What good could that possibly do?
Zhuge Lan casually drew the curtains of the wooden house, immediately dimming the light.
He tried his best to allow Liu Erlong to immerse herself in experiencing the scene firsthand.
Only then did he take out the Wave Communication Soul Tool and press the switch.
The first thing projected was Liu Erlong herself.
From her expression to her figure, it was lifelike, as if she were a real person.
Then, she summoned her Fire Dragon Soul and used her soul skills to fly into the sky.
It was exactly Liu Erlong's performance on the training field earlier.
Zhuge Lan explained in a timely manner—
"This is called the Wave Communication Soul Tool, a type of auxiliary soul tool that records images and then projects them."
"The footage of Yu Xiaogang was also recorded with this Wave Communication Soul Tool, ensuring it's exactly the same."
"I was entrusted by someone to deliver this to you."
"As for who it is..."
"I can't reveal it yet, but you can ask Yu Xiaogang yourself when the time comes."
Liu Erlong nodded knowingly, her eyes urging Zhuge Lan to hurry up.
Zhuge Lan didn't delay any further and pressed the switch again.
Yu Xiaogang's distressed figure, begging for mercy, was projected in the center.
Liu Erlong's body trembled as she watched!
Who was it!
Who dared to make her Xiaogang so humble!
"Don't be so quick to get angry."
Zhuge Lan said, as if he could read her mind—
"After you finish watching, if you still want to do anything, I'll gladly accompany you."
Liu Erlong glared at Zhuge Lan, suppressing her temper and continuing to watch.
She saw Yu Xiaogang begging for mercy—
"Considering that I carefully taught Little San, can I write a few wills before I die?"
"Don't worry, I definitely won't expose you!"
"I owe my father, I want to apologize to him."
"As for Erlong-mei, Flender is right, I should sever her thoughts."
Hearing this.
A look of emotion appeared on Liu Erlong's face.
Although she didn't know what had happened over there.
But Xiaogang was still as always...
"I also want to understand about Bibi Dong before I die!"
Liu Erlong's expression froze!
What the hell?
Next, a segment of Yu Xiaogang's "unspoken" words was inserted—videos could be edited, so why couldn't projections?
She saw Yu Xiaogang sink into deep memories, heartbroken as he said—
"I just don't understand, why didn't she keep our appointment back then?"
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have left Wuhun City, and I wouldn't have taken Erlong-mei as her substitute, and there wouldn't have been that unfortunate fate."
"Why would I have to hide like this for so many years?"
"I'm not reconciled!"
Liu Erlong was struck by lightning!
Substitute?
Unfortunate fate?
Not reconciled?
[Emotion Points + 190,000]
Do you want to hear what you're saying yourself?
Before she could recover.
Something even more explosive came!
"There's also Ye En, I promised her back then that I would go back to see her, but I didn't expect that one departure would be for 20 years."
"I also feel sorry for Zuo Ling, I shouldn't have stayed overnight at her house back then."
"Na'er was pregnant back then, and I ran away, I don't even know how she is now."
Yu Xiaogang counted his treasures one by one.
Not even three minutes without repetition!
Giving Liu Erlong a sense of shattered worldview.
Because.
A considerable portion of the names Yu Xiaogang mentioned were people they had met together when their Golden Iron Triangle roamed the continent!
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