Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 156 Blonde Girl
Tang Ling straightened his back. His slender body and the unique white color in this world made Tang Ling look even more lonely.

Ming Yu's words did not shake Tang Ling's mind: "What do you mean?"

"Ahhhhhhhhh, I'm going to do something, and that matter is about your life and death!!" Ming prison seemed to be in front of Tang Ling, and the distance was still very close, because he heard footsteps.

As soon as Ming Yu finished speaking, a Taiji diagram flashed in Tang Ling's eyes, and at the same time a name blurted out: "Jiuyou Sword!"

"That's right! My saber!!" Ming Prison's footsteps stopped suddenly, and then the voice became even crazier: "It seems that you remembered a lot of things! Hahahaha, but that's better! Like this We can fight more without any scruples!"

"No scruples?" Tang Ling's voice became colder, suppressing the raging anger in his heart: "My family, lover, and brothers are all here, no scruples? You know exactly what your no scruples represent !"

"Of course I know!!! But, that's your family, your brother, your lover!! Not mine!" Ming Prison's voice was full of laughter, crazy laughter and jealousy: "Tang Ling! You It has changed, it has become more restrained, and it has become more hypocritical!"

"Ming Prison!" Tang Ling's voice became very depressed, and he clenched his fists tightly. He could hear the killing intent in Ming Prison's voice: "If you dare to hurt them, I will never let you go! !"

"Ahahahaha, you won't let me go? You're saying that you'll let me go if I don't hurt them!" Undisguised jealousy, madness and killing intent hit Tang Ling like raging waves: " Destroy my body, seal my soul! Lock me in eternal darkness and despair to sleep! You have destroyed everything about me! I will destroy everything about you!!"

A huge sense of oppression pressed down on Tang Ling, but Tang Ling's body didn't move in any way, and his back didn't even bend.

"Hmph!" Ming Prison snorted coldly, and the oppressive feeling quickly subsided: "Tang Ling, you have no right to negotiate terms with me now, unless you have enough strength! You should be very clear why I won't kill you! You and I agree For the sake of heaven, I have jointly created this continent, this world, only you are worthy to be my opponent! If not, you would have already become dust in this world!"

creak, creak!
The fists creaked and creaked, the nails sank deeply into the flesh, a drop of blood red slipped from between the fingers, and fell into the pitch-black world, becoming the third color in this world.

"Don't look at me like that, you were the same person back then, even more extreme than me!" Mingyu's voice was extremely cold, and if a person with weak minds heard Mingyu's voice, they might directly give birth to an extremely powerful heart magic.

"It's just that your memory has not recovered. If you recover, you will probably understand what I mean by extreme! Ahahaha!" The voice became colder and more depressed, and the killing intent emitted was enough Destroy a person's soul: "At the beginning, you pierced my head with a sword, destroying my body and the source of God! Now I don't want to waste my power anymore. Now let you try my despair back then. !!!”

Whoosh!
A black arrow that was a hundred times deeper than the darkness of this world flew towards Tang Ling, not giving him a chance to speak, and pierced his head through Tang Ling's gradually dilated pupils.

There was no pain, but the body gradually lost control and fell backwards involuntarily.

boom!
Tang Ling's body fell to the ground, and a series of spider web-like cracks began to spread around Tang Ling. Only the dark world gradually shattered with the rampant laughter of Ming Prison.

The eyelids blinked slightly, and the black pupils opened but stared blankly at the ceiling like a puppet.The words Ming Gui said echoed in his heart one by one.

more extreme people...

Destroyed everything about him with his own hands...

Subconsciously, he placed his hands in front of his eyes. His hands were still as white as jade, unchanged from before. However, this time, what Tang Ling saw were lonely souls crying to him.

He didn't doubt what Ming Prison said, because it was unnecessary.

A shadow suddenly covered his eyes, he lowered his hands and looked sideways at the bedside.

Standing beside the bed was Di Yan, his face was much colder than before, his eyes were fixed on Tang Ling, he just felt a familiar power, a power that was born to be hostile to him, and at the same time, there was the breath of hell, although Very faint, but still captured by him.

Tang Ling sat up and leaned against the wall. Their eyes met, and neither of them said a word.

"He's here." Tang Ling looked away first, and looked out the window where the snow was falling.

Di Yan nodded slightly: "Where did he go?"

"Let's go. He's going to get something that is very important to him." Tang Ling's eyes shifted to the fire that was still burning.

"Ming Prison Sword." Di Yan spat out three words coldly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

Tang Ling didn't answer, just quietly staring at the fire in a daze.At this moment, he was like a real puppet without a soul.

"Would they like me with blood on my hands..." Tang Ling's words struck Di Yan's heart like a thunderbolt. The past scenes seemed to have nothing but killing... …

To put it mildly, it's called managing the balance of the world, and to put it mildly, it's called massacring those who don't listen to the regulators.

The grievances and fresh blood on his hands were already so strong that they couldn't be melted away. No matter how long it had passed, this bloody smell would always be with him.

"I don't know if they like you with your hands full of blood, but I know that if you continue like this, they will worry about you." After Di Yan's voice fell, his body had disappeared into the room.

"It's true, it doesn't comfort people at all." Tang Ling shook his head, got up and walked out of the wooden house, walking in the snow-wrapped world.

Tang Ling's heart completely calmed down when he heard their words. No matter how confused he was, he would never forget that he still had a promise to them.

Zhuqing and Xiaowu are the untouchable back scales in Tang Ling's heart, Ming prison is also very clear, so he will not do anything to Zhuqing and Xiaowu, on the contrary, he will help them adaptively, be strict In other words, they are still Ming prison's sister-in-law.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and even the air in the pure white world is slightly cold, and every step you take will leave a footprint behind you.

"Who!" Tang Ling's footsteps suddenly stopped, his muscles tensed subconsciously, and his eyes shone with a purple-gold light.He felt a powerful aura, at least not lower than himself.

Just as Tang Ling finished speaking, a woman in white with blond hair and golden eyes came out from behind a tree.

Dressed in white, like a snow elf.

(End of this chapter)