Legend of the Holy God of Douluo

"Pretending to be mysterious and boring."

Tang San sneered coldly, Zhao Qian ignored him, and the two of them fell into silence again.

"What are your plans after revenge?"

Zhao Chou's words came again, and Tang San continued to mock.

"Look how lightly you said it. You really think that Wuhun Palace is a soft persimmon. Do you know how many titled Douluo they have?"

He has very complicated emotions about Wuhun Palace. On the one hand, he respects this force and Wuhun Palace has also contributed to his growth. But at the same time, he will not hesitate to kill his father no matter what. Revenge, no matter what the means.

"Jie Jie, yes, it will take some effort to chew off this bone."

Hearing this, Tang San rolled his eyes angrily.

"It took a little effort, but I'm really old and can't even speak with my head."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qian in front of him stopped immediately. He turned back to look at Tang San, and that enchanting smile sent shivers down Tang San's spine.

"Are your skin itchy again? Do you want me to help you recall everything that happened before you fell into coma?"

Tang San shook his head subconsciously, and then lowered his head. He didn't want to feel the bone-deep pain again.

Seeing this, Zhao Qian didn't say anything more. He continued to walk forward and continued the topic just now.

"You haven't experienced the world of the truly strong yet. Only then will you understand what I just said."

It was another pretentious statement, but this time Tang San didn't refute it. He stared at the ground without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking in his mind.

It wasn't until late at night that the two of them walked out of the desert. Looking at a small town not far away, Tang San suddenly felt that all the hardships had come with joy.

It wasn't that he was physically tired, but the loneliness during the entire trip was tiring.

After the two entered the town, Zhao Qian led him into a hotel with ease.

At that time, Tang San thought he would check in here tonight, but Zhao Qian didn't go to the front desk at all, but took him directly into the private room at the back.

The two stopped in front of Room 520. At this time, Tang San felt a weak soul power slowly surge from Zhao Qian's body towards the room. In the blink of an eye, the whole room was filled with his vague soul power. pack.

"Oh, not bad, I can feel this. It seems that your kid's mental strength is not low."

As he spoke, he reached out and knocked on them.

Soon, the door opened.

"Who is it? It's so late and you're not letting anyone sleep!"

The familiar voice instantly made Tang San under the cloak look up.

At this time, the other party also saw clearly who was coming. When he looked past Zhao Qian and focused on Tang San, a cry of surprise came from his mouth.

"Mistress, why is it you!"

Tang San was also in a daze at this time. The person in front of him was none other than Oscar, his companion who had been with him day and night.

"Xiao Ao, why are you here!"

At this time, there were sounds of footsteps in the room, and soon, Dai Mubai and others appeared in front of them.

Seeing their former partners appearing in front of them, everyone fell into shock and confusion. They all looked at Zhao Qian, who was smiling all over his face, and then said slowly.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it after we go in."

The group of people did not dare to disobey. After entering the room and closing the door, Dai Mubai locked Tang San's neck from behind, and kept beating his chest with his right fist.

"You're such a young boy. You ran away without even having a meal. Do you know how sad Xiao Wu was at that time, you bastard."

At the mention of Xiao Wu, Tang San's expression darkened, and a trace of guilt appeared on his face. He glanced around the people in the room, and immediately noticed something strange.

"Boss, where are Xiao Wu and Rongrong? Aren't they with you?"

As soon as these two people were mentioned, the originally lively atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet. The sleepiness on Oscar's face had long since dissipated. As soon as Ning Rongrong was mentioned, his heart ached. The thought of the girl's unique back still makes him sad. His heart throbbed.

"Well, Xiao Wu and Rongrong have both been picked up. Don't worry, they should be their relatives, but I don't know how long it will take before we can see them."

Dai Mubai had already let go at this moment. He stood beside Tang San and explained.

"relative?"

This question is naturally for Xiao Wu. Everyone already knows Ning Rongrong's identity. It is completely reasonable if she doesn't take her away.But Xiao Wu was different. He had grown up with her and knew her very well. Occasionally he heard her mention that she had two brothers, both of whom seemed to have gone away.

"It should have been her brother who came to pick her up."

Tang San murmured in a low voice, this was the only explanation that convinced him at this time, otherwise if something happened to her, the meaning of his life would be gone.

"Xiao Wu, are you talking about the girl with the ponytail?"

Zhao Qian turned to look at them, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Why are you asking this?"

When he heard that Xiao Wu was mentioned, Tang San was immediately alert. He still couldn't develop a good impression of this cold and weird man, and if this person mentioned Xiao Wu for no reason, there must be a demon among them.

"Jie Jie, that girl is not simple. Boy, if you have any thoughts about a man and a woman towards her, I advise you to give up as soon as possible. You have no future."

"What do you mean! What do you know!"

Tang San finally had enough of such vague words. He rushed in front of Zhao Qian, reaching out to grab his collar and question him. Even the gap between them had been forgotten at this time.

But Dai Mubai hugged him. He was also the one who knew the details of the other party. Naturally, he couldn't let his brother do such a stupid thing.

"Xiao San, calm down. Have you forgotten who Mr. Zhao is? Calm down!"

"Zhao Qian, I beg you, can you tell me what you know? I beg you."

At this moment, the young man finally showed his surrender in front of Zhao Qian. He suddenly knelt on the ground and looked at him with red eyes.

"Oh, I advise you not to know."

Zhao Qian looked at Tang San with a smile. Seeing the painful expression on the other man's face, his smile turned out to be so joyful.

"I beg you, please tell me, please tell me, tell me!"

At this moment, Tang San was tortured to the point of going crazy. If Dai Mubai hadn't been holding him down, he would have collapsed long ago.

The others saw that Tang San had fallen into madness at this moment, with distressed expressions on their faces, but there was nothing they could do at this moment. Dai Mubai had told them some information about Zhao Qian when he came here.

This was a Titled Douluo who could decide their life or death with a single thought, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

"Hahahaha, Tang San, Tang San, I didn't expect you to be here today. Aren't you just a spirit beast? Is it worth all the effort you put in?"