Douluo's opening confession to the female pope

"Umm...uh..."

Under the coercion of a flash flood, Yu Xiaogang was like a small boat drifting on the sea, completely unable to stop him, he was shaking like chaff, sweat rolling down his face.

The shadow of death instantly enveloped his mind.

Yu Xiaogang spat out blood with a wow.

When Lin Langtian withdrew his soul power, the bed was already in a mess, blood, sweat, and urine were all mixed together, giving off an unpleasant smell, and Yu Xiaogang seemed to be fished out of the water.

"You...you are simply a devil..."

For so many years, it was the first time that Yu Xiaogang suffered such humiliation.

Rao is because of his Qi-nourishing skills, at this moment he can't help but stare at Lin Langtian with red eyes and hatred, as if he wants to engrave it in his heart.

Lin Langtian smiled faintly, stood up from the chair, looked at Yu Xiaogang and said:

"As a gift for the Landian Tyrannosaurus family, I will send you to Yu Yuanzhen. At that time, Liu Erlong will also be there. Alright, get ready, we will leave tomorrow."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened, and he was stunned for a long time.

Gradually, his eyes were filled with fear, and the memories of that unrequited love began to devour his heart.

"Don't...you can't do this..." Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself, his mental state was very strange, as if he had fallen into an endless loop, fearing the future.

He didn't even care about the mess beneath him.

Lin Langtian ignored him, but left the room and ordered two Soul Sect guards to prevent Yu Xiaogang from escaping.

Although the soul masters of Wuhundian didn't understand the reason, they carried it out obediently.

Sisi was in the next room, tidying up the house for Lin Langtian.

The entire Wuhun Hall's high-level staff was busy and had several small meetings in private, just to give the Holy Son a good experience, to serve him comfortably, and maybe everyone could be promoted to a higher level.

However, in a tavern, a handsome young man in Chinese clothes was raising his glass to drink, but when the wine entered his throat, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his expression was very bitter.

"Sisi...why..."

Su Yuntao stared at the bustling streets in a daze, thinking of Si Si who wanted to recommend himself as a pillow for the Holy Son, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Wait, the Holy Son seems to have captured the master..."

"If, if you let Sisi know who the Son of God is, she should change her mind, right?"

Unknowingly, Su Yuntao, who had turned into a dog-licking dog, fell into a misunderstanding.

Shaking his head vigorously to dispel some drunkenness, Su Yuntao staggered to Nuoding Elementary Soul Master Academy.

……

After half an hour.

Su Yuntao brought Tang San and Xiao Wu to the gate of Wuhun Hall.

"Master Su Yuntao, is it true that the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall took my teacher?" Looking at the huge dome building, Tang San's face was solemn, with a vague premonition.

Xiao Wu next to her also lowered her eyes to hide the resentment in her eyes.

When he came to the door, Su Yuntao, who was a little sober, couldn't help hesitating. He didn't know what the price would be for offending the Holy Son, but when he thought of Sisi, he became ruthless.

"No, yes, many people have seen it."

Hearing this answer, Tang San frowned tightly. Although he didn't know the reason why the Holy Son of Wuhundian took the teacher away, it was not something he could control when it came to the level of the Holy Son.

At this time, Tang San still didn't know that his father was Titled Douluo.

"No matter what, I must bring the teacher back." Tang San secretly said in his heart.

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes and asked softly:

"Excuse me, what is the realm of that Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?"

Hearing this, Su Yuntao was slightly taken aback, with a bitter smile on his face, he shook his head and said, "You haven't even heard of the name of the son of the God of the Wuhun Palace? That's right, you haven't gone deep into the world of soul masters yet."

"Hehe, the Holy Son is 16 years old this year, but he is already in the realm of a soul sage..."

There is also a self-deprecating sentence, which Su Yuntao didn't say: Otherwise, it would be impossible for Sisi to be so flattering, wishing to climb into the other's bed, even if she has no status.

Hearing that it wasn't a Titled Douluo, Xiao Wu let out a long sigh of relief.

But there was still a burst of annoyance in his heart, the Holy Son must be Bibi Dong's disciple, and could also be regarded as one of her enemies.

But Tang San couldn't help blurting out: "How is it possible?!"

According to Yu Xiaogang's theory, it is impossible for someone to break through to the Soul Sage at the age of 16, because the mental strength of around the age of 13 is absolutely impossible to withstand the impact of the ten thousand year spirit ring.

Of course, this has not been strengthened by the immortal treasure medicine.

At this moment, Tang San showed an expression of disbelief, a sense of absurdity arose in his heart, and asked doubtfully: "Master Su Yuntao, do you know the ratio of the soul rings of that holy son?"

"I don't know, but it should be the best soul ring ratio." Su Yuntao shook his head.

Glancing at the two of them, he took a deep breath, took the lead to enter the Wuhun Hall, and said as he walked, "Go in quickly, I don't know what the purpose of the Son of Heaven is to take the master away."

Tang San and Xiao Wu looked at each other, then immediately followed.

up to the top.

There are only three rooms on the top floor, and there are two soul guards at the door.

The two soul sects were originally high-ranking members of the Wuhun Hall, and their positions were only below the hall master, but they acted as security guards at this time.

One of the soul sects raised his chin haughtily, and said coldly: "Su Yuntao, why are you bringing them here? Don't you know that this is the temporary residence of His Royal Highness the Son?!"

Su Yuntao panicked in his heart, and his face was embarrassing.

When he was reprimanded by the "big shot", he immediately sobered up for the most part, faltering and hawing, not knowing how to reply.

Tang San bowed slightly neither humble nor overbearing, raised his eyes to look at the two soul sects, and said loudly: "That holy son took away my teacher Yu Xiaogang, I want to ask why, please make it easy. "

Xiao Wu stood behind Tang San, glaring at the two of them fiercely.

Seeing the young man looking straight at him without fear, the soul sect frowned, and reprimanded unkindly: "His Royal Highness is acting, and you don't need you, a kid, to ask questions. Leave quickly."

"Leave, don't ask for trouble." Another Soul Sect reminded kindly.

Wuhundian is the well-deserved overlord of the mainland, and can even control the situation of the two great empires. As the contemporary son of God, Lin Langtian's honor is not something that everyone can see.

Su Yuntao also woke up completely at this time, swallowed, and whispered to Tang San next to him:

"Let's go back first? The master will have no problem..."

"Sorry, please let me see the teacher."

Tang San still persisted.

His ignorance made the two soul sects very angry, staring at Tang San with gloomy eyes and said: "Without the order of His Royal Highness, you can't get in, don't blame me if you dare to be ignorant! "

"Is this how Wuhundian bullies the weak?!"

Tang San clenched his fists, suppressing the anger in his heart, he knew that he couldn't get in by force, so he had to use his reputation to suppress the two of them.

The two soul sects were really pissed off now, they both burst out their soul power, wanting to teach Tang San a lesson.

Just when the atmosphere was extremely tense, an indifferent voice came out.

"Let him in..."