Tang San of Douluo suspects that I am his father

The early morning sunlight fell on Wang Er's face again. The early morning sunlight was so warm that it was not dazzling, but it only woke up Wang Er, who was sleeping soundly.

After tidying up casually, washing his face and having breakfast, Wang Er was ready to go back to Notting College.

Tang San was obviously going to lose his temper, and Wang Er wasn't the kind of person to take the initiative to show weakness, so naturally he wouldn't try to coax him.

The blanket used as a bedding last night slipped under Wang Er's feet very intelligently and took him flying at low altitude.

This is also one of the rewards he got from the lottery, the magic flying carpet. Although the speed is not very fast and the flying height is not high, it is enough for a lazy person to travel.

Wang Er stepped on the flying carpet and left the Soul Hunting Forest, but Tang San had just woken up after absorbing the Mandala Snake's soul ring.

Tang San, who had just woken up, saw the unconscious Yu Xiaogang, foaming at the mouth, twitching from time to time, and his face was dark.

Only then did he remember that Luo Sanpao seemed to have been bitten by a mandala snake last night, and according to the teacher's popular science, injuries to the martial soul would appear on the body accordingly.

So Yu Xiaogang was suffering from snake venom. Tang San was a little moved, but also a little disgusted.

He was moved that Yu Xiaogang ignored his own safety and asked him to seize the time to absorb the soul ring, but he also really disliked Yu Xiaogang's strength.

It was really too weak. With this kind of strength, Tang San felt that in another year and a half, he would not dare to take Yu Xiaogang out on adventures, for fear that he would die from unknown AOE damage.

While feeling disgusted, Tang San took out the dagger Yu Xiaogang gave him and reached out to grope around Yu Xiaogang's body.

The best way to get poisoned by snake venom is to first find a way to suck out the poison from the wound, and then cooperate with his Tang Sect Xuantian Mental Technique to dispel the toxins that have spread throughout Yu Xiaogang's body.

But a few minutes later, Tang San withdrew his groping hands and looked at Yu Xiaogang with a constipated expression.

"Teacher, you are probably at the end of your life, and the mistress can't help you anymore. I'm sorry, by the way."

Tang San stood up and quickly left the crime scene where Yu Xiaogang was bitten.

Frankly speaking, Tang San was really not the kind of person who was completely ungrateful. If he could be saved easily, he would definitely save her. After all, he had already extended his hand just now.

But when he discovered the location of Yu Xiaogang's wound, it was not something that could be easily saved, and it might even involve his innocence.

The place where Gai Yinyu Xiaogang was bitten was exactly two fingers below the tailbone. Due to the snake venom, it was swollen like hemorrhoids caused by sitting for a long time. Tang San felt this abnormality as soon as he touched it, and then discovered the wound. .

Tang San turned around and left, cursing, the mandala snake's bite was too embarrassing.

Even if you change the place slightly, Tang San won't run away on the spot. That place can also be sucked?

Yu Xiaogang was lying on the ground, his body gradually stopped shaking, and his complexion gradually changed from livid to purple-black. Once his complexion completely turned into purple-black, it was basically hopeless.

Lying there alone, due to the influence of snake repellent powder around him, no other animals came to take advantage of it. It was deserted and looked very desolate.

But not long after, there were many red-eyed crows on the nearby branches, squawking with saliva, waiting for Yu Xiaogang to have a hot bite after he was completely cooled down.

……

After about ten minutes, the cursing Tang San returned to this place, frightening away countless watching crows.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang, whose face was getting darker and darker, Tang San looked depressed.

"That's all, it's a master-disciple battle, I'll risk my life for you."

Holding back his physical and mental discomfort, Tang San untied Yu Xiaogang's waistband, took out his dagger, and prepared to help Yu Xiaogang's wounds.

(The process was too uncomfortable, so Tang San strongly requested that it be omitted...)

Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes drowsily, and looked up to see Tang San with his mouth full of blood.

"Mistress?

I'm alive? "

Tang San didn't answer, his eyes kept staring blankly in the distance, as if he was wandering in the sky.

"Little San?"

Yu Xiaogang called out again tentatively, finally bringing Tang San back to his senses.

"Teacher, are you awake?

Then let's go back. "

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Yu Xiaogang always felt that he could feel a sense of detachment from the six-year-old Tang San, who saw through the world of mortals and saw that everything was meaningless.

When Tang San helped him up and prepared to return to the city, Yu Xiao just vaguely guessed something.

As he limped along, although the paralysis effect of the snake venom was still there, Yu Xiaogang clearly felt that something was wrong.

And that strange feeling came from a certain part under his tailbone.

Only then did he remember that he seemed to have been bitten by a mandala snake and Luo Sanpao was bitten, and then the injury also appeared on his body.

Just that part, combined with the blood on the corner of Tang San's mouth, Yu Xiaogang, who was experienced in surviving in the wild, naturally figured out what had just happened.

Generally, the venom of snake venom must be sucked out from the wound.

Thinking of this, a feeling of emotion and guilt instantly surged into my heart.

"Xiaosan, I'm sorry for you."

The trembling voice couldn't hide the emotion in Yu Xiaogang's heart, but Tang San turned a blind eye and had no reaction. He just nodded indifferently and helped Yu Xiaogang continue to move forward.

Seeing Tang San's reaction, Yu Xiaogang naturally understood why the child didn't want to say more, and was naturally moved beyond words.

"Xiao San is really a filial child. I, Yu Xiaogang, swear that I will train Xiao San to be the strongest person in Douluo Continent!"

Yu Xiaogang was moved and secretly swore in his heart.

The master and apprentice kept this silent atmosphere as they limped out of the Soul Hunting Forest.

Until they passed by the card exchange guarded by soldiers, they heard a conversation between a soldier and his companions.

"Lao Li, why are you walking like a girl today?"

"Don't mention it. I had hemorrhoids last night and almost killed me."

A group of soldiers guarding the checkpoint burst into laughter at what happened to their companions, but Tang San's expression suddenly changed. He didn't even bother to help Yu Xiaogang, and started retching while holding on to the big tree on the side of the road.

Without Tang San's support, Yu Xiaogang staggered, but he did not show any intention of blaming Tang San. Instead, he looked at Tang San who was retching with a distressed look on his face, and secretly clenched his fists.

"If only, if I could have the power!"

In fact, this kind of psychological activity has appeared in Yu Xiaogang's mind countless times.

Every time he is despised and ridiculed by others, or encounters something that he cannot change, he will have this kind of psychological fluctuation.

A person with super high self-esteem is actually a mediocre talented person. This should be the cruelest thing God can do.

But no matter how painful the heart is or how great the mental pressure is, it cannot affect reality. Not everyone is the protagonist and can explode in desperate situations.

Most people are members of the general public, and they can only stay angry all day long in jealousy and anger, and finally nothing comes to an end.

Yu Xiaogang is a member of the general public. He has been driven away from his family due to jealousy and anger, and has stayed away from all old friends. He has lived alone in this small border town for most of his life.