Rebirth: The Redemption Heroine in Douluo

The current Tang San does not know that his father is the famous His Majesty Haotian, does not know that he has a blood feud with the Spirit Hall, does not know that he, who has always been single, will have a group of friends who are also chosen by heaven in the future; he does not know that in the future he will have a lover who will break through the shackles of soul beasts and humans and give him the most selfless love.

He was just, he was just a six-year-old boy who lived in a small mountain village with only his unknown father and his infant sister to depend on.

So what if I have memories of my previous life?

In his previous life, he struggled to grow up alone. He came naked and left naked. How lonely he was!

Tang Wuyou looked at Tang San who was hugging her tightly in front of her, and finally understood that Tang San's almost panicky love for her came from Wei Yi.

In the original novel, Tang Hao was not as gentle as he is now. After entering Notting Junior College, Tang San no longer knew the whereabouts of his father. However, Tang San still survived tenaciously and reached the pinnacle of the continent little by little.

But in this life, I appeared. Tang San raised me from an ignorant baby to the present day, and poured almost all his emotions into me, what he lacked, what he longed for, what he had...

Strictly speaking, Tang Wuyou is not just the sister that Tang San has raised since childhood, she is the person Tang San expects himself to be!

He loves her, just like he is caressing and comforting himself who is lonely and helpless in two lives through her. Tang San is her salvation in another world, and she is also Tang San’s salvation in another world! !

Tang Wuyou knew what he should do...

"Brother, brother, wait for me, I want to give you something"

Tang Wuyou gently patted Tang San's completely tense back, as a reminder, but more as a comfort.

Tang San, who had regained some of his sanity, raised his head slightly, and his gloomy eyes met Tang Wuyou's watery eyes.

Such a clear gaze, as if all the stars in the sky fell into the girl's eyes.

Tang San wished that such eyes could always be as bright as stars and stay by his side forever.

While Tang San was stunned, Tang Wuyou had already quickly taken out a delicate little wooden box from the house, with a blush on his face.

"Brother, I was going to give you this gift during dinner. I don't have anything good, so I could only make this myself."

As Tang Wuyou spoke, he opened the small wooden box, held it up and handed it to Tang San.

"I heard from the aunties in the village that tying a red string on a birthday can bring safety. I also learned a special knot from Grandma Wu. Look, this is it."

Tang Wuyou pointed to a small, beautiful knot on the red string with her small hand and continued

"Brother, this knot is called the Worry-Free Knot. Legend has it that people who have the Worry-Free Knot on their wrists can receive blessings from the gods and live without worries for years."

"Wuyou actually has a little selfish motive. You see, the Wuyou knot is exactly the same as Wuyou's name. It means Wuyou can be with his brother every day. Wuyou hopes to be with his brother forever~"

"Brother, today is your sixth birthday. Do you like the gift Wuyou gave you?"

Tang Wuyou, who had been talking for a long time, was immersed in the shyness of self-confession and did not notice Tang San's moved and slightly complicated expression at all.

"Brother, Wuyou hopes that you will be worry-free in the days ahead, and have Wuyou every year~"

After delivering his speech, Tang Wuyou secretly raised his head, only to find that Tang San's eyes were red and his expression was heavy. He panicked instantly.

"Brother, brother, why are you crying?"

As Tang Wuyou spoke, he pushed himself into Tang San's arms. This was Tang Wuyou's way of acting cute, and it always worked for Tang San and Tang Hao. After all, who could resist a little sweetie jumping into your arms and wanting to cuddle with you?

But this time Tang Wuyou got screwed. She never expected that Tang San would gently push her away. She was stunned and at a loss.

Tang San, who had been staring at Tang Wuyou, spoke in a very soft voice, but it seemed to be filled with a great deal of emotion.

"Baby, give the red string to your brother, okay?"

Hearing this, Tang Wuyou quickly took out the red ropes that were neatly arranged in the wooden box, fearing that Tang San would really cry if he was a little late.

The wooden box was a bit of a hindrance in her hands. She was about to put it on the ground, but she found that Tang San took the box away in an instant and held it in his hands with great care.

Tang Wuyou sighed inwardly and carefully wrapped the red rope around Tang San's wrist.

The red rope was very delicate and beautiful, and it was not difficult to see that the weaving technique had a hint of childishness. The long rope could be wrapped around Tang San's still thin wrist four times, and the bottom of the hanging worry-free knot was tied with two small wooden carvings, one like a star and the other like a moon.

Upon closer inspection, there were three small words engraved on the moon, and a small word "worry" engraved on the stars.

In the small courtyard shrouded in darkness, the moon and stars snuggle closely together, as if they will never be separated.

Brother, you are the worry-free moon.

Tang Wuyou watched Tang San stroking the Wuyou knot on his wrist in a daze, and silently thought in his heart

"Brother, I don't know if your original story will change because of your arrival. I just hope that you can be happier during the years you've been through hardships."

"As long as you are happy, Wuyou is willing to do anything."

Tang San's emotions gradually stabilized under Tang Wuyou's comfort.

Tang Hao, who had been watching, stepped forward, gently stroked Tang San's head, and said quietly:

"Okay, Xiao San, it's too early to talk about this now. What was the result of your martial arts awakening?"

The dignified father is still not good at speaking, but he has learned to comfort his young son in his own way.

Tang San calmed down for a moment and replied:

"Dad, I awakened the Blue Silver Grass. The deacon said it was a useless martial spirit."

"Brother still has full innate soul power!!!"

Tang Wuyou added positively.

Tang Hao was stunned for a moment. Blue Silver Grass? Could it be...

"Xiao San, hurry up and show me your martial spirit!"

Tang San was somewhat confused by Tang Hao's eagerness, but he still urged his mind to conjure up his martial spirit. However, for some reason, although his martial spirit conjured up on his right hand, his left hand felt itchy inexplicably, as if something was eager to come out.

"Sure enough, sure enough, Blue Silver Grass, hahahaha Blue Silver Grass, Ah Yin, he is the same as you, just like you!"

It was already getting late at night, and Tang Hao's dark face was hidden in the darkness. His vague expression seemed to be both sad and happy, and his voice was chaotic, as if he was crazy.

Tang San has tried his best to endure the abnormality of his left hand, but he is only at the bottleneck of the first level of Xuantian Gong, how can he suppress it for too long?

His left hand stretched out uncontrollably, and a hammer suddenly appeared in his hand. This hammer was completely black, with an extremely long handle and the same thickness at the top and bottom, which was quite strange.

His change alarmed Tang Wuyou, who was observing Tang San closely. She exclaimed:

"Dad, look!"

Tang Hao looked down and saw Tang San dragging grass with his right hand and holding a hammer with his left hand. He was stunned for a moment, then he rushed over and hugged Tang San tightly.