Douluo: I am sister Tang San

Chapter 9 Pure Heart
Tang Weiwei held back his smile, and said with a serious face: "Somersault Yun, come and give my father a ride for a while."

Sure enough, somersault cloud flew to Tang Hao slowly.

Tang Hao's palms were sweating with excitement, and he was finally able to sit on...

Before he could finish his thoughts, he immediately fell a buttock and passed through the clouds.

Tang San and Tang Weiwei hurried forward to help Tang Hao up, such a sudden situation was unexpected by the three of them.

"What's going on?" Tang Weiwei asked first, but Doubling Yun just shook his body, indicating that this matter had nothing to do with it.

At this time, the previous child's voice appeared again, "Stupid, only people with a pure heart can sit, don't you know that you summoned it yourself?"

Pure heart?After hearing these four words, Tang Weiwei looked at Tang Hao with a complicated expression.

Tang Hao was very uncomfortable being looked at by her, "What do you have to say?"

Tang slightly hesitated, should I say it?
Both father and son looked at her with puzzled faces, without speaking.

Only then did Tang Weiwei curl his lips and said, "Only those with a pure heart can sit on Somersault Cloud."

Tang Hao's face darkened in an instant, and Tang San on the side also looked embarrassed after hearing it, feeling as if he knew something he shouldn't know.

"Nonsense!" Tang Hao yelled, flicking his sleeves, and then left in a hurry with his old face flushed.

What do you mean, why is he not a pure heart, his heart for Ah Yin is evident.

Only Tang San and Tang Weiwei were left on the spot, Tang San sighed lightly, "Xiaowei, how do you know that."

Tang slightly raised his left hand and said as a matter of course: "It said so."

At this time, in the palm of her left hand, a small flower was spinning, but there were originally seven petals, but now only six are left.

Tang San also remembered at this time, just now he was only concerned about his excitement, but he didn't ask his sister where the somersault cloud came from.

"Where did your somersault cloud come from?"

"I made a wish on it."

What Tang Weiwei was referring to was the spirit on her left hand.

"Your spirit can make a wish?" Tang San was shocked, he had never heard of a spirit with such characteristics.

"Well, you can make a wish, but it seems that there are restrictions. I made a wish to become a god before, but the titled Douluo didn't come true. The petals of the wish almost disappeared. In the end, I just said something casually, which is this somersault cloud, and then It's done."

Tang San's head was full of black lines, this girl really expected the pie to fall from the sky, and she became a god, but I really dare to think, I don't know if there is a god in the world?

Efforts and rewards are equal. If she really achieves becoming a god, she still doesn't know what huge price is waiting for her.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly checked whether Tang Weiwei was injured, "Did you hurt yourself by making a wish?"

"A piece of the petal disappeared, does that count?" Tang Weiwei only said this jokingly.

But Tang San was serious, and thought for a long time with his chin resting on his shoulders before he said: "At present, although your spirit can make wishes, not all wishes can be fulfilled, and the petals you pluck will disappear after time passes."

He paused for a while, and then continued: "This flower is your martial soul. I don't know how much harm it will do to your body without a martial soul, but you should try not to make any more wishes in the future."

Tang nodded slightly, agreeing, "Okay, by the way, it seems to be curable."

"Ok?"

"How did you know?"

Tang slightly wrinkled his small face, and didn't know how to explain it, "Well, it's just a feeling, I can't explain it clearly."

Tang San looked up at his sister in surprise, the little girl's martial spirit is a little, no, very powerful ah?The master of the Wuhun Temple didn't see it, and concluded that it was a waste martial soul. This is not like a waste martial spirit. If the waste martial spirits are so powerful, how many people will fight for them.

(End of this chapter)