The Tyrant of Douluo Comes

"Xiao San...don't you blame me for hiding it from you and deceiving you?" Xiao Wu asked with a trembling tone.

"Silly girl, why should I blame you? No matter what you are, human or beast, you are still my sister." Tang San looked at Xiao Wu firmly and said

"Sister?" Xiao Wu lowered her head and whispered softly.

"Xiao Wu, what did you say?" Tang San asked doubtfully

"It's nothing, idiot," Xiao Wu hummed dejectedly.

Tang San's head was confused.

"Pfft" Xiao Wu couldn't help laughing when she saw Tang San's stupid look.

Tang San also laughed naively

"Xiaosan, when did you find out that I was a soul beast?"

"It is small……"

Tang San was about to say something, but suddenly thought of Mo Feng's words and said, "It was when we first entered Shrek."

"Ah? You knew it at that time? Doesn't that mean everyone else knows it?" Xiao Wu said in panic.

"That's not true, Xiao Wu, do you still remember how strange it was when you first joined Shrek? You said it was fortunate that the dean was a soul saint, not a titled Douluo," Tang San said.

"At that time, I was still wondering why you were so afraid of Titled Douluo. Later, in the Star Dou Forest, you looked as happy as if you were home, and I became suspicious. Then you asked me if you could stop killing soul beasts. After that, I saw again that the Titan Giant Ape only caught you and didn't hurt anyone else, and I understood everything." Tang San touched Xiao Wu's head and said

"That's it, it's so boring. You actually discovered it," Xiao Wu said with a depressed pout.

"Ha ha"

"Little Dance"

"Ok?"

"I'll tell you a secret"

"What secret?"

"My mother is also a spirit beast" Tang San turned to look at Xiao Wu and said

"Hmph, did you say that your mother is also a spirit beast just to make me happy?" Xiao Wu said angrily.

"No, no, Xiao Wu, my mother is really a 10-year-old soul beast."

As Tang San spoke, he released his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit.

"Is your mother a Blue Silver Grass?" Xiao Wu said with a puff.

suddenly

Xiao Wu seemed to have thought of something

"Xiao San, is your mother the 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor?" Xiao Wu covered her mouth and looked at Tang San in surprise.

"Yes, my mother is the 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor."

"It's just..." Tang San said in a low tone

"Xiao San, was your mother killed by humans?" Xiao Wu touched Tang San's head sympathetically.

"No, but it's almost the same."

"My mother sacrificed herself to my father in order to avoid being hunted by Wuhun Palace."

Tang San said in a low voice with red eyes

"Xiao San, don't be sad, my mother was also killed by Wuhun Palace," Xiao Wu said angrily while comforting Tang San.

"Xiao Wu, your mother was also killed by Wuhun Palace?" Tang San looked at Xiao Wu and frowned.

"Yes, that's Pope Bibi Dong, and it became her ninth soul ring," Xiao Wu said with red eyes.

"Xiao Wu..." Tang San hugged Xiao Wu and comforted her

'I didn't expect that the fate of the three of us would be so tragic. Xiao Feng's grandfather was killed by Qian Renlin, my mother was forced to sacrifice by his father, and Xiao Wu's mother was killed by his mother to seize the ring.'

Tang San hugged Xiao Wu and looked at the slowly setting sun, thinking

"Xiao San, do you like me?" Xiao Wu suddenly asked

"Xiao Wu, what are you talking about? Of course I like you."

"It's not because I like my sister... I don't want to be your sister anymore."

"Xiao Wu... we are brothers and sisters, how could you have such an idea?" Tang San said to Xiao Wu seriously

"I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen" Xiao Wu covered her ears and ran away

"Hey!" Tang San shook his head and sighed.

"You obviously like her too, why don't you accept her?"

Tang San glanced at Mo Feng and said, "We are brother and sister."

"But you are not related by blood. You are just classmates at the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City," Mo Feng said sitting next to him.

"I...that's my sister too," Tang San said stubbornly

"Do you know how much you hurt Xiao Wu like this? She has never treated you like an older brother." Mo Feng shook his head and said

The authorities are confused, but the onlookers know clearly. The relationship between Tang San and Xiao Wu is clearly visible to the people around them.

"Xiao San, I don't want you to be like your teacher," Mo Feng said to Tang San seriously.

"My teacher? What happened to my teacher?" Tang San was stunned.

"Mistress, as a man, you must be responsible and don't let girls wait too long."

Mo Feng shook his head and left.

Tang San was left alone and messy in the wind

"My teacher?" Tang San racked his brains and couldn't figure out what Mo Feng said.

"Does Xiaofeng mean that I don't want to be single all my life like my teacher? Yes, that must be the case."

Tang San, who is new to emotions, feels that this possibility becomes more real the more he thinks about it.

Tang San, who specialized in hidden weapons in his previous life and had never left the Tang Sect or communicated with anyone else, was a blank slate when it came to relationships.

……

When Sword Douluo returned to the Qibao Glazed Sect, he told Ning Fengzhi about Ning Rongrong and Mo Feng, and asked several healing soul masters to be sent to Shrek to treat Zhao Wuji.

Tang Hao still lives a life that is worse than death every day.

No food can be eaten and no wine can be drunk

"Uncle Jian, have you heard about what happened on the mainland in recent days?"

In the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi said to Sword Douluo on the left

"Fengzhi, are you talking about Wuhun Palace sending out Titled Douluo to personally arrest criminals?"

"Yes! The soul master world that has been peaceful for decades will not last long," Ning Fengzhi said worriedly.

"Feng Zhi, what do you mean?" Sword Douluo asked doubtfully

"It's time for us to contact other sects and empires"

"Are you going to join forces with other forces to resist the Spirit Hall?"

"The Wuhun Palace is too powerful. There are no less than a dozen titled Douluo on the surface, and there is also a Qiandao Flow. Before, the Haotian Sect had an ancestor who could resist, but now Tang Chen has several missing people. In ten years, the Haotian Sect has also disappeared from the world. If we want to resist the Wuhun Palace, we can only unite."

"What's more, the spies came from the news a few days ago that the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace has developed a soul guide device," Ning Fengzhi said with a sad face.

"What? Wuhun Palace actually developed a soul guide? How is this possible? Hasn't the method of making soul guides been lost for tens of thousands of years?" Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were shocked.

"Yes, Mr. Lin risked his life to send the news," Ning Fengzhi sighed.

"Can't you contact Mr. Lin now?"

Ning Fengzhi slowly shook his head

No need to think about it, Mr. Lin is probably already...

"This is going to be difficult. The only high-level person we have installed in Wuhun Hall is now alive or dead. Even if he is not dead, we can't save him."

Mr. Lin is Ning Fengzhi's father's brother with a different surname. He is an 84-level Soul Douluo and the only internal Soul Douluo. After Ning Fengzhi's father passed away and Ning Fengzhi inherited the sect, he volunteered to go to the Wuhun Palace.

This was the only time I contacted the sects, and the news was only a few sentences:

The Holy Son has the gift of heaven, the soul guide appears, and the traps are all over the continent, so be prepared in advance.

"I think other companies have also gotten the news. Uncle Jian, please come with me this time."

"Um"

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