[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

The attacker was besieged by many soul masters and still showed no sign of decline. Yuan Yi took advantage of the fact that no one had time to pay attention to him, and ran towards Cecil quickly with his waist hunched over.

He was so frightened that his hands and feet became weak and he staggered several times.

Yuan Yi turned the person with his back to him. The sight of Cecil's lips bleeding and his eyes tightly closed made Yuan Yi burst into tears. He hurriedly wiped away his tears without any delay, reaching out to feel it. breath.

A faint breath hit his fingers.

It turned out that tears turned into laughter.

Then he took a cursory glance at Cecil's wounds and confirmed that his spine was not injured before putting out a bandage and pulling on Cecil's armpits, dragging him away from the range of combat fire.

After practicing for many days, the toughness and tensile strength of the bandage have improved a lot, so it doesn't take much effort.

It wasn't until he reached a safer corner that Yuan Yi's pounding heart finally slowed down a little.

The healing soul masters in the Wuhun Palace are very powerful. If there is enough time, the injury can be cured. Now I don’t know where I was injured in the abdomen. I can only take some medicine to keep the soul power restless to prolong the survival time.

"—"

The soul guide around his neck flashed, and the small jade bottle containing pills rolled into his hand.

Yuan Yi held Cecil's neck with one hand, held the pill in his other hand and hurriedly opened his teeth.

But the unconscious person couldn't swallow. Yuan Yi remembered that the tips of his ears were sweating and his hands were shaking more and more. He finally took out another bottle of water from the soul guide and fed it to Cecil's mouth with tears in his eyes.

The movements were unfamiliar and most of the water was spilled.

"Drink a little...just drink water..."

He choked with sobs and cried, his head in chaos, "Please, please, wuwu..."

Yuan Yi had never been so scared before. It was different from the fear when he was being chased by the spirit beast. The unknown of Cecil's life and death made him feel cold all over, and he couldn't speak any words in his throat that was blocked and swollen.

Tears filled his eyes. Yuan Yi could not control his rapid breathing. He began to spurn his own weakness and inappropriate crying. He wanted to use a more mature way to deal with everything in front of him.

But he can't.

His father's weak breath seemed like the arrow of Damocles hanging above his head, ready to fall at any time.

--calm down!

——His life is now in your hands, hesitation is the stupidest behavior!

--Fool!

Dazai Osamu's voice had the clearness unique to a young man. At this moment, when he was swearing at someone's throat, it would inevitably sound sharp and a little broken.

The good thing is that Yuan Yi listened.

The white bandage held Yuan Yi's hand and steadily sent water into Cecil's mouth. The small pill was also washed into the throat by the water on the way to melting.

Yuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the bandage and kissed it several times while crying and laughing.

——Hey, let me go!

——Sex/harassment, pervert!

As the medicine took effect, Cecil's pale and bloodless cheeks finally became a little more alive, and the stone in Yuan Yi's heart finally fell to the ground.

Cecil's injury needs to be treated by a healing Soul Douluo to be on the safe side. Soul masters of this level are usually assigned by the Pope to stay in the main martial arts halls. Because their combat effectiveness is not high, they generally do not show up easily.

The fastest way is to ask the Pope for an order, but if someone attacks the Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong, as the Pope, must come forward to deal with it. This will definitely delay the best time for treatment.

"Grandpa Yue!" Yuan Yi immediately called out to the figure that was knocked away not far away.

Yue Guan was hit by a blow from Haotian's body, causing her head to swell and her chest to feel tight. When she heard a familiar voice, she subconsciously looked back.

"Oh, my ancestor!" Seeing Cecil who was in a coma, Yue Guan was almost frightened out of his wits. "Why are you here too? Why is Cecil..."

Yuan Yi didn't have time to explain to him. Now he only needed a healing soul master to treat his father. It was extremely urgent!

Recently, Ghost Douluo was sent abroad for a few days, but he didn't expect that without his protection around Yuan Yi, something unexpected happened during this free time.

Yueguan figured out the cause and effect, and made a decisive decision to take Yuan Yi and Cecil to find the healing soul master. Let them wait and maybe something else would happen, so it was better to be safe.

On the other side, a quarter of an hour ago.

"Tang Hao, you actually have the guts to appear in front of me!"

The man she called Tang Hao looked about 50 years old, but he was tall and burly. The torn robe he wore could not hide the strong soul power contained in his body, and the bronze skin underneath was exposed during the fight. , the originally fairly regular facial features were half covered by a beard, making it difficult to see the true appearance.

But as he swung the hammer, the nine soul rings behind him floated up and down, completely making people ignore his sloppiness.

Two yellows, two purples, four blacks and one red!

The red one... Yuan Yi remembered it, it was a 10-year-old soul ring, a legendary soul ring that only existed in books!

The man was breathing heavily, holding the sledgehammer tightly in his hand. All the soul masters who seemed to besieging him were beaten to the ground. Their injuries varied, but they all fell to the ground seriously injured.

The pope standing opposite him still looked elegant and noble, but the purple aura lingering around her weakened the sense of holiness, and the evil spirit was wanton. Her soft and fair face was filled with a purple-black color. Behind her was a giant that could cover the sky and the sun. The spider swings its legs covered with barbs and is very aggressive.

Same thing, two yellow, two purple, four black and one red!

The two faced each other, and the two 10-year-old red soul rings almost made the soul masters on the scene breathless.

Tang Hao raised his eyes, Bibi Dong's appearance reflected in his cloudy eyes, "You killed my wife and children, why can't I come?!"

Bibi Dong sneered coldly. The embarrassed Tang Hao in front of her was much stronger than a few years ago, but so what, she would never regret the hunting that year!

"Should I kill your wife and children?" Bibi Dong looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing at Tang Hao's hypocrisy. "Your wife died for you, and you got the benefit, so why did you blame me?"

Tang Hao suppressed his anger, "Who did she die for?"

Bibi Dong stopped laughing and slowly looked at Tang Hao standing in front of her. She did not fail to answer the previous question.

"It seems that your life has not been satisfactory these past few years." Bibi Dong said softly, "Wife and children, wife and children, I didn't expect that your child died in infancy?"

"It seems that the crystallization of people and that kind of thing is indeed not allowed by the law."

"Tang Hao, what do you have left now?"

"The Haotian Sect has eliminated you. Your wife and children are all dead. There is no place for you in the world. No matter how talented and powerful you are, what can you do to me?"

Tang Hao attacked Wuhun Palace this time and lost a lot of soul masters. After the incident, he still had to block the news to maintain the dignity of Wuhun Palace. Bibi Dong was filled with anger, and only then did he have the heart to say so many words to provoke Tang Hao.

"I wonder if the world knows that your reputation as Haotian Douluo was forged by stepping on your wife's flesh and blood, right?"

Tang Hao's hand holding the handle of the hammer slowly tightened, murderous intent emerged, and soul power surged throughout his body.

He wanted to kill Bibi Dong right away, but now his strength was not enough. The only thing he could do was to protect his son Tang San's safety.

A few days ago, Bibi Dong sent people to trace Yuan Yi's life experience. Fortunately, the master had already made arrangements to blur all the information about Tang San so that it seemed true but not false. The people from Wuhun Palace did not check for any errors.

But the surname "Tang" and the Holy Soul Village were detonated at an unknown time. If the people of Wuhun Palace were to investigate further, flaws would inevitably be revealed, so Tang Hao decided to personally admit the "death" of his wife and children.

The acting is real, and so is Bibi Dong's murderous intention.

He knew that it would be difficult to severely injure Bibi Dong with his own strength, but Bibi Dong would not use all his strength to cover up certain things, so he could just attack with all his strength.

Everything is for my son.

Even though Tang Hao knew clearly that he would inevitably be seriously injured after this battle, he still came.

Today, we only need one battle!

While dealing with the attacks of several other Titled Douluo, Tang Hao paid attention to the surrounding situation. He glanced at Yue Guan in the corner. He remembered that that person's martial spirit was Chrysanthemum, and large-scale soul skills were more difficult to deal with.

The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand came out and flew straight towards Yueguan!

Get rid of him first!

"Damn it!"

Yueguan noticed the hammer rushing toward him and quickly pushed Yuan Yi away from him. He had no time to avoid it.

Directly and subconsciously, he chose the eighth soul skill with the fastest soul power to resist. The hammer only froze for less than half a second. With a click, the barrier shattered.

The Clear Sky Hammer was still pointing straight at Yue Guan's face, but at the critical moment the hammer head tilted.

bang——

It flew past Yue Guan's ear and smashed through the hard stone wall.

Yue Guan's pupils shrank.

The Clear Sky Hammer flew back to his hand automatically, and Tang Hao frowned. There seemed to be a fluctuation in his soul power just now.

Bibi Dong naturally noticed the pale-faced Yuan Yi, and then caught Tang Hao's momentary distraction, condensing a majestic soul power attack and directly knocked him away.

The two of them went for more than ten rounds. Tang Hao felt the remaining [-]% of the power in his body and knew that he had achieved his goal. Several jumps disappeared in the distance, and several people wanted to follow.

Bibi Dong scolded his men: "Stop chasing."

Tang Hao's strength cannot be underestimated among Titled Douluo. Even if he is injured, these people cannot defeat him.

What matters now is Yuan Yi and Bibi Dong speeding up.

The child, who had almost drained all his soul power just now, was already unconscious and huddled next to his father. When he saw her coming, he sobbed and said: "Master..."

Yueguan pinched Yuan Yi's teeth to prevent him from biting her, and explained on behalf of Yuan Yi and the Pope: "Cecil is injured, and the situation looks bad. The healing soul master in the temple..."

Bibi Dong nodded knowingly.

Her beautiful eyes rested on the unconscious Cecil for a while, and she slowly made a promise.

"Master knows, your father will be fine.