Douluo Continent: The God King of Other Worlds

the next morning.

Tang Shan, who was still sleeping, was awakened by a slight knock on the door.

There was a gentle knock on the door, as soft as a woman's hand knocking on the door.

Tang Shan opened his eyes slightly, half-sitting on the bed, frowning, and thought to himself: "Who came to visit so early."

A maid or a servant?

At this time, Tang Shan was not sure, but after listening to the knock on the door, there was a high probability that it was the maid.

Afterwards, Tang Shan got off the bed, put on his boots, and lazily walked towards the door.

His hands were weak and he opened the door. With a creaking sound, the door was slowly opened, and a beam of light came from outside the door, stabbing Tang Shan inadvertently.

He quickly covered his eyes with his hands, raised his head slightly, and looked through the small gap in his hands. Sleepily, he seemed to see the figure of a person in front of him disappearing and appearing. When he looked again, he was so scared that he lost his mind. , and quickly took a few steps back.

When the man saw this, he was also surprised, what are you doing? With such a big response, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold Tang Shan, but of course he failed. Then he pretended to be concerned and said: "Mr. Tang, are you okay?"

After calming down, Tang Shan looked up and took another look. He was already sure that this person was Ye Qingyang, but at this time, he had an additional question in his mind, could there be any ghosts coming so early?

But in an instant, Tang Shan looked calm and seemed to have already thought of a countermeasure.

His eyes were lifeless, his consciousness was unclear, he was confused, and he said directly: "City Lord Ye, it's you! I was shocked, who did I think it was?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingyang smiled awkwardly. For a moment, he didn't know how to interrupt and was in a dilemma. After thinking about it, he smiled and took the initiative to take the blame: "Young Master Tang, it was me who was abrupt."

But with the next sentence, he went straight to the topic.

"Originally, I thought it was getting late, so I wanted to ask you some questions, but you didn't know..."

"Problem?" After hearing this, Tang Shan couldn't help but have a hint of something bad in his heart. He thought to himself for a while, but didn't notice that Ye Qingyang had already stepped into his room.

Like an eagle's eye, his eyes quickly scanned every corner of the room, every area that might contain secrets, but upon inspection, he seemed to only see a long sword on a mahogany rosewood sword rack.

The sword is three feet and one inch long and half a finger wide. The sword body is made of black iron and is very thin, with a faint cold light. There is a unique mark on the hilt - the shape of a budding lotus, and the blade is extremely sharp.

After a while, Ye Qingyang pointed at the long sword. He didn't know whether it was true curiosity or fake curiosity, and asked: "Master Tang, this is the long sword you have made with your own hands for many days."

Tang Shan reacted in time and glanced in front of him, but was surprised to find that the person was missing.

What about people?

gone?

His eyes were full of doubts, but suddenly he thought of something. When he turned around, he realized that Ye Qingyang was behind him.

Tang Shan walked forward with a calm demeanor, came to Ye Qingyang's side, and asked with a serious look: "City Lord Ye, just now you said..."

When Ye Qingyang heard this, his eyes widened, and after a while, he repeated it honestly.

"Mr. Tang, you must have made this one!"

When Tang Shan heard this, he didn't answer him in a hurry. Instead, he turned around and sat on the round chair in front of the case. He paused for a while, his heart not beating, his face not blushing, and he said: "City Lord, what are you talking about?" mean?"

After hearing this, Ye Qingyang paused, feeling faintly panicked. He thought he had said something wrong, but recalling what he just said, it was all normal.

After some careful consideration, he looked serious and said: "Mr. Tang, what do you think this city wants to ask?"

"Haha~" Tang Shan burst into laughter without knowing why, and then said with a smile: "City Lord Ye, don't get me wrong, it's just a joke."

Hearing this, Ye Qingyang shook his sleeves decisively, sat on the round table in front of the desk with Tang Shan, and said unhappily: "Mr. Tang, is this joke a bit too much?"

Tang Shan quickly waved his hand in denial, then changed the topic to the topic, and said with a serious face: "City Lord Ye, this sword was indeed made by me. Is there any problem?"

"Really?" Ye Qingyang seemed to be led by Tang Shan and led him to this topic. Now that he said it, he seemed to have no idea what happened just now.

Tang Shan affirmed again and again: "It's absolutely true."

After hearing this, Ye Qingyang smiled, then lowered his posture and complimented: "Master Tang, not only is he powerful, he is also so good at refining weapons. He is really extraordinary!"

"City Lord, I'm sorry. I wonder why the City Lord is here today?"

After Tang Shan asked, Ye Qingyang seemed to be awakened. He remembered the real purpose of coming here. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said: "I wonder if Mr. Tang knows about Tang Clan."

"Tangmen?" Tang Shan repeated it to his lips first, and then pretended to be confused and asked: "City Lord, why did you mention Tangmen for no reason today?"

In the next sentence, Tang Shan revealed that he didn't know anything about it.

Hearing these words, Ye Qingyang rolled his eyes unnoticeably, as if he already had a new plan in his mind.

However, he was still patient and looked at it from the side, explaining: "Tang Sect is the first sect of our Cangwu Empire. Not only does this sect have many martial arts masters, but its inner disciples are good at refining weapons, especially hidden weapons. , are at the top of the empire, and the outer disciples are also superb at using poison, but I heard a strange thing recently?"

"What strange thing?"

Ye Qingyang suddenly turned sideways, his expression suddenly changed, and immediately he stared at Tang Shan with his eyes fixed on Tang Shan, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that a young man secretly learned the secrets of Tang Clan recently, and jumped off a cliff when he saw ghosts. His life and death are unknown."

When Tang Shan heard this, his heart tightened. There was no need to think about it. Ye Qingyang was testing himself to see if it was Tang San whose life or death was unknown. He smiled coldly and asked, "City Lord, what do you mean by this?"

"It's not interesting, just a casual question." Ye Qingyang joked.

It turned out that the last time he secretly met with Ye Qingyang in the main hall was Qin Kuang, the elder of the outer sect of the Tang Sect.

Qin Kuang had a premonition that Tang San would not be so easy to catch, so he came to Ye Qingyang alone at night. The purpose was very simple, that is, to ask him to pay more attention to any young man who entered the city gate that day, and to inquire carefully about anyone of similar age. , without missing a single one, arrest and lock them all up.

During the conversation, Qin Kuang did not reveal the young man's true identity at all, but only told him that the young man was an extremely important person to the Tang clan. In order to conceal Tang San's identity, Qin Kuang randomly found an identity for Tang San to wear. .

That was Qian Chuang, the Yinggexuan-level killer of the Tang Sect's hostile forces.