Douluo: I can steal other people's martial arts

Chapter 440 Tang Chen's Secret

"What do you mean?"

Tang San didn't quite understand Ling Mo's words, so the more he listened, the more confused he became.

What happened to the killing capital?What happened to God Shura?

"Little San, believe it or not! I have to tell you something, in the future... the position of God Asura will be yours..."

Ling Mo smiled slightly, he felt that there was no need to hide anything.

"what??"

Tang San was shocked, and so was Hu Liena. Ling Mo's words contained a lot of information...

"Don't be surprised! You are the heir chosen by God Shura. This is a fact that no one can change..."

Seeing Tang San's surprised expression, Ling Mo smiled and continued.

"How do you know these secrets?"

Hu Liena suddenly came over and said in doubt, she was very curious, how did Lingmo know these secrets?

"Because, with my pair of eyes, I can see through the good and evil in the world, the past, the past and the future.

Not only Xiaosan, I can even see your fate..."

Ling Mo suddenly had a bad taste, and he suddenly had an evil thought.

Isn't there still one difference between the two tables of mahjong now, it should be all there now...

"Ah? Really fake?"

Hu Liena said in disbelief, "Then tell me, what kind of god will I be in the future?"

"You don't have a god position! However, you will become my wife in the future..."

"Bah! I believe you, you bastard, you stinky rascal..."

Hu Liena blushed when she heard this, is this guy trying to trick her?

Or is what he said true?

Hu Liena was a little skeptical, as if since she knew him, she hadn't missed every word he said, right?

"Don't believe me! You can't escape from my palm anyway... Why don't you just follow now, so as not to suffer later..."

Ling Mo smiled wickedly, hugged Hu Liena over, and scratched her butt dishonestly.

"Let go!"

Hu Liena became impatient, and glared at Lingmo angrily, but this is the capital of slaughter, and she couldn't beat Lingmo, Lingmo really wanted to do something, but she really couldn't resist.

"Cough cough..."

Tang San watched from the side as the two talked as if they were about to fight, as a pure and innocent little man, how could Tang San endure it.

Stop it with a loud voice, even if you two want to do something good, it depends on the place.

Didn't you see there was a pure young man next to me? You guys spoiled me, a pure young man.

"Little San, do you have a cold? Why do you keep coughing..."

Ling Mo noticed Tang San's actions, but he didn't want to let go at all, so it's good to just hug...

Moreover, Hu Liena didn't resist either, she was cursing, but her body was honest...

"Ahem, Xiaomo! Have we lost track of our conversation? Didn't we just keep talking about God Shura?"

Tang San said embarrassedly, to be honest, he envied Ling Mo very much.

Being shameless to such an extent, it's no wonder that he embraces both sides and embraces right and left.

Poor little San, who has never even kissed her little mouth, is so envious.

Ling Mo seems to have brought shamelessness to its essence, but it seems more natural, a kind of extra detachment.

Is this what the ancients often said, after being polished by the world, one can truly enter the world with peace of mind?

Although Ling Mo is shameless, no one dares to say that he is shameless, because shamelessness and incompetence are two different concepts.

No one would confuse these two issues, so... Although Ling Mo is shameless, he is very strong.

As long as you are strong enough, no matter what you do, no one will dare to say no...

"Oh, that's right! God Shura..."

Ling Mo finally remembered the topic just now, and with a look of sudden realization, he squeezed his hand again honestly, the degree of softness, tsk tsk...wonderful~

Hu Liena was very angry at first, but gradually, she didn't seem to be resisting, and instead became very calm.

Obviously, she knew she couldn't resist, so she could only try to obey.

Moreover, she is also very curious about the secret of God Shura that Ling Mo said...

"As far as I know, God Shura has already chosen an heir in the world a hundred years ago, and you are that heir...

But about the secret of God Shura, I still have one more!

This secret is about your great-grandfather Tang Chen, one of the top three Limit Douluo in the world..."

"what!!!"

Upon hearing that it was related to his great-grandfather, Tang San's face changed drastically in an instant.

He had never heard of the rumors about his great-grandfather, so why did Ling Mo know about it?

"Your grandfather Tang Chen, the first patriarch of the Clear Sky School! One of the top three Limit Douluos in the world, he is known as the strongest man on land.

Originally, with his talent and aptitude, even if he couldn't become a master god-level powerhouse, he could at least be a second-level god.

It's a pity... your great-grandfather was not very lucky, and in the end he didn't become the God of Shura...

The secret is that...

When your great-grandfather participated in the Nine Trials of the God of Shura, he was framed by Rakshasa, and finally fell into the capital of killing, becoming an envoy of Shura...

The reason why he didn't become a god was not because of his talent, but...he was not the heir chosen by God Shura.

And his existence is just to shape you, to make room for you, and finally degenerated..."

Regarding Tang Chen's story, Ling Mo had to tell Tang San, because he was going to attack Tang Chen next.

Therefore...he had to seek Tang San's opinion, first let him know the story inside, and then it was his business to make a decision later.

"What, you mean, my great-grandfather is in the killing capital?"

Tang San's expression was very serious, he had never heard Tang Hao tell him about this matter.

But why is Ling Mo so clear, can he really see the past and the future?

Regarding this point, Tang San never believed it from the beginning to the end, and always thought that Ling Mo was playing tricks, an excuse to deliberately fool people.

"That's right! Your great-grandfather Tang Chen is in the Slaughter City, and... he is the most powerful God of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter..."

Ling Mo replied very positively.

"You mean, the owner of the Slaughter Capital, the Slaughter King, is my great-grandfather?"

Tang San really couldn't believe that the owner of the Slaughter Capital was actually his great-grandfather.

"That's right! The King of Slaughter is indeed your great-grandfather Tang Chen, but unfortunately... now he has lost his sanity and is controlled by a blood-red nine-headed bat king soul beast...

So, even if you know that he is your great-grandfather, it's useless, because he doesn't know you at all..."

Because of Raksha's intervention, Tang Chen fell into a massacre and evil depravity. Later, a blood-red nine-headed bat king took advantage of it and controlled his mind.

At this time, he can no longer be regarded as the real him, which is why he didn't recognize Tang Hao when Tang Hao entered the capital of killing and became a god of killing.

Because it is under the control of the Nine-Headed Bat King, its spirit beasts are afraid of Tang Hao and Bibi Dong, so during this period of time, when Tang San and the others entered Hell Road, the Slaughter King never dared to kill them.

Otherwise, even ten Tang Haos would not be able to save Tang San. That guy... the man who claims to be the strongest man on the surface, could Tang Hao be able to save him if he wanted to...

(End of this chapter)