My Wuhun of Douluo is the Four Holy Beasts

Chapter 84 Xiao Wu

His robe could not move automatically, and it made a loud noise. The powerful aura on his body made them dare not resist.

Then, I saw him skillfully reaching out a hand and tapping a few times on Li Tian's body.

"It's not over yet? Is it possible that you also want to run around?" Lu Jianquan yelled angrily.

The students who were watching did not want to be implicated, so they immediately dispersed.

Notting City, Notting College.

"Mistress, what are you thinking about?" A clear voice sounded like an oriole singing in the green willows, a young girl said.

The girl wore a pink hairpin and carried a backpack decorated with carrots. Her hair was braided into long scorpion braids that hung down to her waist.

Her every frown and smile are full of youthful vitality, making people approachable.

In front of her, a young man was sitting by the window looking into the distance.

Although the boy is young, his eyes are not blank. The depth that occasionally passes by is unmatched by his age and is very eye-catching.

The young man was Tang San: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about something." When she called him, he immediately came back to his senses and pulled himself out of his thoughts.

Shaking his head slightly, he said: "Xiao Wu, how do you plan to spend this holiday?"

"Call me Sister Xiaowu!" Xiao Wu was dissatisfied with his address, her eyes as beautiful as stars widened, and her fleshy little mouth was closed, looking very cute.

"Okay, okay, Sister Xiaowu, Sister Xiaowu, that's it." Tang San raised his hands, as if he was surrendering.

Ignoring the helplessness in his tone, Xiao Wu nodded with satisfaction and said a long "hmm" before answering his question.

"I don't know where to go. I heard that Wang Sheng and the others are going home. What about you? If you want to go back, can I follow you."

"Of course." Tang San nodded, but when the words changed, he was a little confused: "Don't you miss home?"

When he asked this question, his heart trembled, and Tang San seemed to realize that he had asked something wrong.

Xiao Wu in front of her suddenly felt lonely. She sat on the edge of the bed beside her. She kicked off her pink leather shoes twice and huddled up, looking lonely.

"I have no home for a long time." She said softly, her voice full of longing and grief.

The two lived in the same dormitory for a lot of time, but they never heard her talk about her family situation.

"I'm sorry, I..." Tang San blamed himself, he didn't expect that her family would have that kind of problem.

Xiao Wu was not as lively as before and became taciturn.

Tang San quickly changed the subject: "This holiday, you can go to my house to play. My father is the only one in my house, but my brother will also come back from the academy."

When he talked about his relatives, the tenderness and intimacy in his eyes almost overflowed.

"I'm telling you, my brother was accepted as a disciple by the Pope of Wuhun Palace." As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Xiao Wu's face across from him became increasingly uncomfortable.

That seems like...hate?

"Xiao Wu, you..."

Just when he raised his hand and wanted to say something, Xiao Wu looked at him with eyes full of resentment and hatred: "You said your brother is the disciple of that bitch woman?"

Although Tang San didn't respect Bibi Dong as much as ordinary people, seeing how disrespectful she was, he still quickly looked around.

"Why do you have so much resentment against Wuhun Palace? Don't say it so loudly, it will be over if someone with a heart hears it."

Her deep hatred, the resentment in her bones, made Tang San, who was very familiar with her, feel strange.

In the past, she was always optimistic, positive and carefree, but I had never seen her look like this.

Just now, even Tang San was beating drums in his heart, frightened by her level of resentment.

Xiao Wu didn't say anything, but her eyes suddenly became unfamiliar. She looked at him coldly, got out of bed and left.

Tang San couldn't figure it out, but the only thing he could understand was that she seemed to have quite a connection with Wuhun Palace.

He chased after her in a few steps. When people around him saw Xiao Wu, they either took a detour or shouted to her, "Sister Xiao Wu."

If it were normal for her to be called such a girl because she likes to be the eldest sister, she would be happy to say something back to them.

But now, she didn't even hear or even look at it.

They also saw that something was wrong with her now, and none of them were sensible enough not to approach her and ask questions.

Tang San chased after her at this time and grabbed her hand: "Xiao Wu, what happened? Why are you acting like this suddenly?"

He held her hand, but found that the other person's soft and boneless hand was very cold at the moment.

Xiao Wu mercilessly shook off his hand and said coldly, "You don't have to worry about it." After that, she continued to move forward.

Most of the people around them are about the same age as them. It is human nature to eat melons and gossip, and they are naturally not immune to it.

Everyone lowered their heads, pretending that I didn't hear and didn't care, but in fact, everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

They chase each other like this, just like young lovers having a bad temper, which makes those people's eyes full of gossip.

Tang San ignored the glances of the people around him. His whole body was focused on her now, and when he saw her like this, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

He took a few more steps to catch up with her and grabbed her catkins. This time, to his surprise, the latter did not struggle, but let him control her.

Xiao Wu's body was trembling slightly, and a sad aura instantly filled her body.

Looking back slowly, she was shocked to find that her eyes were already red, and crystal tears were already sliding down her cheeks.

Dropping on the corner of her mouth, she sipped it slightly, but found that the tears were sour, just like her mood at this moment.

"Xiao Wu, what are you..." He was incoherent and quickly held her in his arms.

Although the college usually does not allow male and female students to be too intimate, they cannot have such close contact.

But at this moment, even if he follows the rules and disciplines, he can't care about so much now.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo......" Xiao Wu's inner emotions couldn't hold back any longer, they were buried in his chest, and she was in pain.

Feeling the moisture on his chest, he felt extra pity, patting her back while comforting her.

"Xiao Wu, I'm sorry for bringing up your sadness."

"Uuuuuuuu~" Xiao Wu didn't answer, she was still crying, and her inner grievances seemed to be vented out in her cries.

The people around her silently lowered their heads and left. She cried so heartbreakingly that they felt blocked and left quickly.

Soon they were alone.

When the cry of the girl in his arms gradually subsided, Tang San asked tentatively: "Xiao Wu, can you tell me why you have such a great hatred for Wuhun Palace?"

Xiao Wu was still sobbing, but the grief was no longer visible on her body, replaced by hatred and endless resentment.

"Xiao San... you, you have to remember that the people in Wuhun Hall are not good people." Xiao Wu said.

(End of this chapter)