Douluo: My martial spirit is the Sharingan.

In his dream, Tang San screamed hysterically. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him. His Xiao Wu was obviously so well protected by him. Even in order to keep himself alive, he paid the price of his life and gave everything he had to himself in the form of a sacrifice.

But why, why on such an important day, when the relationship between two people was about to change from brother and sister to each other, such a ridiculous thing happened in their wedding room.

Tang San's eyes were about to burst. The scene in front of him really broke his Taoist heart. A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and his whole aura became much weaker.

Xiao Wu's face was flushed, and a trace of charm appeared on her delicate face. She seemed to have gone to the paradise world, and she didn't care at all about Tang San, who was vomiting blood and kneeling on the ground.

"I...I still want...can...can you give it to me?" Xiao Wu tilted her head, holding the head of the man holding her in her arms with both hands, looking at him with blurred eyes, as if she was enjoying it very much. This immersive pleasure.

Looking at Xiao Wu, who was panting and blushing, the man freed up a hand, pinched Xiao Wu's mouth where she was breathing warm breath, and said in his low and magnetic voice: "You seem to like me very much. I’ll give you a massage, but in front of your lover brother, okay?”

"Brother Qing..." Xiao Wu murmured.

"Xiao Wu, look at me, I'm your brother Tang San." After hearing the words "brother Qing", Tang San, who was originally depressed, suddenly spoke, the twinkling light in his eyes seemed to be waiting for Xiao Wu's response.

Tang San secretly swore in his heart that as long as Xiao Wu said that she was forced, the hidden weapon in his hand would definitely shoot through the opponent's forehead without hesitation.

But if Xiao Wu did it voluntarily, no, Xiao Wu couldn't do it voluntarily. If she could sacrifice her hundred thousand year soul ring and soul bone for herself, then she loved him. She was definitely bewitched by the monster in front of her, and she would definitely be able to awaken the beautiful and innocent Xiao Wu from before.

"Tang San, didn't anyone tell you when you came?" The man hugged Xiao Wu and squatted down, approaching Tang San who was kneeling on the ground. His lips twitched slightly, and then he kicked Tang San away. , sitting on the already messy and slightly damp red sheets.

"Impossible, you are lying to me, you are lying to me! How could Xiao Wu, how could..." Tang San's pupils were blurred, and he seemed to have lost his mind. Although the man didn't say it clearly, he could still read the lips. language.

That is obviously saying that with your strength, you cannot satisfy her at all. Tang San naturally didn't believe these words, but before he came, he heard a lot about how soul beasts transformed into humans and had much larger appetites than humans. He thought they were just flattery, but he didn't expect that what they said It turned out to be true.

"No... I don't want brother Qing, I want you, I want you to continue massaging me." At this moment, Xiao Wu, whose eyes were blurred, seemed to have firmed up her inner thoughts, raised her head and kissed the man's thin lips.

"Well... I still want it, please massage me a little longer..." Xiao Wu's voice was trembling, as if she was impressed by the man's superb massage techniques.

"Xiao Wu..." Tang San's eyes lost their former sparkle. He used to boast that he was pure and pure, like a white lotus blooming in the quagmire. But now, the white lotus in his heart has been taken away by the man in front of him, and Himself, it's like a joke.

Time passed quickly, and Tang San had been kneeling on the ground for an unknown length of time. His expression was dull and his eyes were dull, as if he somewhat understood why Xiao Wu left him.

Following Xiao Wu's moan, Tang San's eyes suddenly shed tears of shame, and his whole body trembled violently at the moan. But the more he trembled, the more tears of shame gushed out, as if the floodgates were opening to release water. .

"Holy shit, Sect Leader Tang is so awesome. He has been fighting for so long. With his fighting power, he deserves to be the leader of the No. 1 sect in the world!"

"His grandma's mistress deserves to be my Tang Hao's son. Even I am ashamed of his fighting prowess."

"Xiaosan, although the teacher is not as good as you, his cultivation level is not as high as yours, and his fighting ability is not as strong as yours, but the teacher still regards you as proud of you."

The sounds coming from outside the door all stimulated Tang San's nerves. Every word spoken by the people outside made him feel a strong feeling. As for what it felt like, he couldn't tell and didn't want to Distinguish.

After a while, Xiao Wu seemed to have fallen asleep. Her delicate face was slightly flushed, and there was still a trace of saliva at the corner of her mouth, as if she had had a sweet dream.

The man covered Xiao Wu with a quilt, then looked at Tang San who was kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes, and said sarcastically: "You are really affectionate, but you actually show off in front of the woman you love."

Tang San didn't answer. At this moment, his tears were dripping on the ground, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he wanted to hide something.

The man looked at it for a while, and seemed to see Tang San's difficulty, and said with a smile: "So, you are worthy of being the famous leader of the Haotian Sect. He is so pure and pure, so pure and pure!"

"Asshole! This is all your fault. If it weren't for you, how could I...how could I..." Tang San's voice suddenly rose in pitch, but the further he spoke, the less confident he became to compete with the man in front of him.

"Can you tell me who you are?" After a long silence, Tang San suddenly said. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white from excessive exertion, his facial muscles were tense, and his eyes revealed inferiority, disappointment, and various negative emotions.

"Me?" Hearing these words, the man pointed to his face, then walked to Tang San, slowly squatted down, and said word by word: "Who am I? I am your most beloved Relatives, friends, brothers, and also the guy you want to kill the most in your heart, the person you hate the most."

"I am your brother who should have died, Tang Yin..."

"How could it be...how could it be you...my Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu! No! My love!"

In the dream, Tang San's spirit collapsed, as if he had lost his soul. Everything in his eyes was dissipating at a very fast speed, except for Xiao Wu lying on the bed and the man who was laughing at him in front of him.

"Tang Yin, tell me why you and Xiao Wu are together, why! Why!"

"Mistress? Mistress?" Outside the dream, Tang Yuehua, who had been awakened by Tang San's roar, was standing beside his bed. In the night, her light cotton short robe was looming, and her tight-fitting pajamas depicted her graceful figure. The posture is like an orchid in a moonlit night, quiet and elegant.

Seeing tears continuously flowing out of the corners of Tang San's eyes, Tang Yuehua's heart seemed to be pinched and he couldn't breathe.

"Xiao San, what's wrong with you?" Tang Yuehua caressed Tang San's cheek, his eyes filled with anxiety.

Seeing that Tang San still didn't wake up, Tang Yuehua gritted his teeth and raised his palm to slap Tang San's cheek. With a "pop" sound, Tang San grunted in pain and slowly opened his eyes.

"Aunt?" After opening his eyes and seeing Tang Yuehua standing in front of the window, Tang San's originally dull eyes suddenly returned to calmness. He looked around and made sure that there was no Tang Yin or Xiao Wu, and he was immediately relieved. He said in his heart: "Fortunately, it's just a dream, okay..."

"Xiaosan, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?" Tang Yuehua said gently with a worried look on his face.

"I'm fine aunt, I just had a nightmare." Tang San's face was a little pale, but he still showed a reluctant smile.