[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

When the attack was about to land on the Killing King's life gate, he seemed to wake up from his confusion. The dark pupils made the originally sinister face look more upright, and the black hair on the back of his head was calm. Standing there, he no longer had the frivolous attitude before.

The broad palm returned to its normal shape from the claw shape, and a red shadow appeared behind him. The giant hammer shining with magnificent magic patterns suddenly appeared, and in the next second it turned into a bloody sword with a length of more than two meters.

The tip of the sword was raised, his arm was swept horizontally, and the rampant blood shadow roared and rushed towards the two weapons.

"boom!"

The colliding wind and waves overturned the surrounding trees for dozens of miles, and the earth, rocks, flowers and grass... disappeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye.

——Obviously, neither side has any intention of holding back :)

There is a deep pit on the ground with a new width and depth.

The dragon formed by golden light and blood rose into the sky from the deep pit. Tang Lingyi licked the blood off her lips with the tip of her tongue and cursed in a low voice.

I originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity, but these perverts... Damn it! As expected of the people who once traversed the continent, each one was more perverted than the last.

It had been a long time since she had felt such a burning pain in her body. It should have been unbearable, but the nature of the "Lotus Blood Duck" made her feel more fighting while feeling pain.

Tang San grabbed the trident that almost came out of his hand, held back the blood rising in his throat, and slowly stood beside Tang Lingyi. Fortunately, it was him and Tang Lingyi who fought together just now, otherwise the consequence now would be to be unilaterally crushed.

Just when he was carefully calculating the difference in strength between the two sides and thinking about how to win, the Slaughter King who had the upper hand had no intention of pursuing the victory. He looked at Tang San who looked wary and Tang Ling who looked a little amused. Yi said: "Is this the power of Poseidon? The trident is in your hand... Do you know Bo Saixi?!"

The last note has a slightly broken sound, as if it is forcibly suppressing the excitement in my heart.

Tang San took a slight step forward, covering most of Tang Lingyi's body, his eyes calm and calm: "So what if we know each other, so what if we don't know each other?"

The King of Slaughter sneered when he heard this, and the turbulent red light kept changing with his emotional fluctuations: "If you know him, I will let you go. If you don't... you will have to pay the price for your actions."

This price does not seem to refer to the previous offense, but to... something else.

Tang San was a little confused and was about to ask who he was. Tang Lingyi, who was standing behind him, interrupted the confrontation between the two: "Excuse me, you two."

She released the possession of the "Lotus Blood Duck", fell back quite leisurely, and sat in the wheelchair.

"Before you fight, can you give me, the master, some compensation first?"

His slender fingers swept across the embarrassment around him, his "gentle" eyes slowly fell on someone, and his smile was particularly "friendly": "Especially this... friend, the compensation plus the medical expenses just now, for the sake of everyone As we are familiar with each other, I’ll give you a 10% discount, totaling 9,999 gold soul coins, so I’ll round it up to 10,000 for you.”

"Pay by card or cash? You can also write an IOU if you don't have money now. The interest will be calculated on you and you will pay it in twelve installments. How about it?"

She took out an abacus from nowhere, fiddled with it dexterously with her fingers, and spit out a series of numbers smoothly. The crisp sound of the beads colliding eerily dissipated some of the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.

Being a little confused by the direction of this story, Tang San was still dazed and out of the situation. But the King of Slaughter laughed angrily: "You are so brave!"

Dare you ask him for a debt?

This is truly a rare experience in life!

Tang Lingyi smiled politely: "No, after all, it is only natural to pay back debts."

She's not the unreasonable party, so why wouldn't she dare?

"And..." She blinked and said meaningfully: "Did I say something wrong somewhere?"

The King of Slaughter: "..."

Although he didn't want to admit it, the reason why he was able to wake up was because of the "great efforts" of these two people.

Thinking of this, his momentum couldn't help but weaken: "You seem to know me?"

"How is that possible?!" Tang Lingyi looked even more surprised than he was, "It's just that you look like you are also a candidate for a certain god. Maybe we will still be colleagues many years later. It is quite cost-effective to borrow some favors now. ."

The King of Slaughter was completely choked. This girl's words were too eloquent. If she continued to make up the story, she would probably be able to tell a story.

He shifted his gaze to Tang San, as if he wanted to find a soft persimmon to pinch: "I don't mean any harm. It's just that Bo Saixi and I were...'good friends' many years ago, and we had an agreement. Years have passed. , I just wanted to ask how she is doing now."

Promise, friend?

Tang San was stunned for a moment, and after quickly extracting the key points from the previous words, he immediately blurted out: "Senior, your surname is Tang?"

The King of Slaughter didn't understand why he asked, and nodded hesitantly: "...Yes, why do you ask this?"

The mystery in his heart suddenly became clear, and his tense expression immediately softened. Tang San raised his left hand, with a smile on his lips: "Look."

Black light surged, and in order not to arouse the Slaughter King's vigilance, he deliberately slowed down the speed at which his soul power was gathered.

Thread-like black light gradually took shape on the left hand, and the Haotian Hammer engraved with the magic pattern of the God of Death domain appeared in the palm.

The Slaughter King's eyes froze, fixed firmly on the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's left hand.

The blood around his body fluctuated violently: "You, you are... a child of Haotian Sect, who are you... whose child?" His voice trembled, and blood and tears kept overflowing from his black eyes, The face that had just calmed down looked a little ferocious.

Tang San said respectfully: "Father Tang Hao. Senior, you..."

"Tang Hao, it turns out that you are Hao'er's son. It's been so many years, and even Hao'er's son has grown up so big. Well, you are very good, very good... My name is Tang Chen, my child."

As he spoke, black light surged in his hand, and an extremely huge hammer covered in dark golden magic patterns appeared in Tang Chen's hand. Even though the shape of the hammer was hugely different from Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, the real aura couldn't be faked.

Tang San saluted him excitedly: "Great-grandfather!"

"Get up, get up quickly, good boy, let Great-grandfather take a good look at you." Tang Chen wanted to step forward to help Tang San, but when the bloody light on his body came to Tang San, a thick flash of light flashed in his eyes. Sadly, she just supported him with both hands and didn't really touch him.

Tang San stood up obediently, looking at the familiar old man in front of him with mixed feelings in his heart.

Tang Lingyi shook his hand as if to comfort him.

Tang Chen's eyes moved to her body, as if to retaliate for the experience of being blocked several times before, he joked: "You girl really made it right, we are closer now than we are familiar with each other. It's just not Do you know...how much discount can I get now?"

"You can choose not to discount if you wish."

Although she changed her honorific, Tang Lingyi still refused to give in: "If I want to cure the senior's body, I'm going to have to jump off the building to sell it."

Tang Chen's eyes narrowed, and the smile on his lips immediately disappeared: "You know?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San looked at Tang Chen worriedly: "Great-grandfather, your body..."

Tang Chen sighed, raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Since you heard Bo Saixi mention me, you should also know our agreement. When I found the inheritance of God Shura in the Killing City, I thought I would soon I can fulfill my promise and be with her forever. As a result, in the subsequent tests, I gradually lost my true heart. The blood-red nine-headed bat took the opportunity to parasitize in my body, and then became you The King of Slaughter I Saw."

"It wasn't until I woke up just now that I realized that what I had accepted was definitely not a pure test by God Shura. It was mixed with the aura of God Rakshasa. There are two gods of evil thoughts in this world. One is God Shura who is in charge of killing. , and the other is the Rakshasa God in charge of evil thoughts. The City of Killing was originally called the City of Fallen, which is the relic left behind when they transcended this world. However, the two do not exist as twins, but are a pair of natural enemies. . Perhaps it is for this reason that I was disturbed by the spiritual thoughts of the Rakshasa God, failed to complete the assessment of the Shura God, and completely fell into evil thoughts, becoming the puppet of the blood-red nine-headed bat."

"For so many years, the blood-red nine-headed bat king has been corroding my body, trying to truly invade my body and absorb all my energy. But my original heart still exists after all, and I continue to fight against it. Fighting for control of the person’s body.”

"A few years ago, it seemed that some terrifying existence came to the Killing City. The nine-headed blood-red bat king seemed to be afraid of him. I recovered part of my power, but I still couldn't get rid of its control."

"Until just now, with the help of the power of your Poseidon's Light, I finally broke through the barrier. I used the sacred light breath of Poseidon's Light to dissolve all the evil thoughts left by the Rakshasa God in the thoughts of the Asura God. Thus, I passed the Shura God's mind. In the eighth test, I got the recognition of Shura Holy Sword. Unfortunately, it is already too late, it is too late..."

His body was trembling, and he looked down at his hands, as if he wanted to see through the layer of flesh to see through the rotten body.

Tang San was startled, and subconsciously turned to look at Tang Lingyi, casting a look for help: "妧妧."

"...Don't worry, it should be fine."

Tang Lingyi pinched his fingers and comforted him: "Senior, please let me check his veins."

Her movements looked a little strange to Tang Chen, and Tang San explained from the side: "My grandma's medical skills are very good. Great-grandfather, please show your wrist to her."

A strange color flashed in Tang Chen's eyes, and he obediently lifted up his sleeves and placed his wrists in front of her.

A wisp of green energy solidified from the fingertips and then penetrated into Tang Chen's body: "Relax, please restrain your breath, and don't use the power of God Shura to resist."

Tang Chen's situation was similar to what she expected. After carefully searching every corner, Tang Lingyi withdrew her hand. Facing two pairs of eyes with different colors but equally full of worry, she smiled softly: "I'm 90% sure."

"The premise is that the seniors must give up the inheritance of God Shura."

The flowers and plants exude a refreshing fragrance, making the air a little quieter.

"My power is not enough to affect the divine power. The blood-red bat is ultimately part of the Rakshasa God's spiritual mind. Unless I reach that level, otherwise... the wounds it leaves on you cannot be healed by [Kusamuji] Common people] are given to be cured.”

Tang San, who was clearly aware of the difference in power between the two levels, couldn't help but sigh after hearing this, and looked worriedly at Tang Chen, who was stunned when he heard the news: "Great-grandfather..."

"No problem at all!"

Tang Chen smiled heartily and patted Tang San on the shoulder to tell him not to think too much: "This news is much better than I imagined! I originally thought I didn't have much time left, but now..."

There were tears flashing faintly in the corners of his eyes, but it seemed like it was just an illusion between the two of them.

"Just do as you say, girl."

This is actually a choice that doesn’t require too much consideration.

One is to hold on to the strength and gradually move towards the end of life in a short period of time; the other is to take a step back but regain new hope. It's not difficult, and it's easy to understand.

——It's just that Tang San was worried that his great-grandfather would become decadent because all his previous efforts were wasted, so he was extra cautious.

"In that case, let's go back first and talk about it later."

Tang Lingyi yawned lazily. She had already exercised a bit too much today. Now she just wanted to go back to bed and have a good sleep.

The two of them had no objections to this. When they were about to turn around and leave, Tang Chen paused as if he suddenly thought of something: "... Come on, girl. Didn't you recognize me a long time ago?"

The questioning tone was a calm statement.

Tang Lingyi, who was held horizontally against Tang San's chest, had no special reaction, but Tang San skillfully caught a hint of suspicious "guilt" in her eyes.

Tang San:"……"

Given the context, it seemed like he knew something.

Thinking of the closeness between each other, the smart and reliable "juniors" remained silent.

Tang San: Great-grandfather is an elder with a magnanimous heart, so he probably won’t mind this little prank by grandma, right?

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Having been exposed of his attempt, he remained calm and turned around and smiled innocently at Tang Chen: "What did senior say? I've never heard senior Bo Saixi mention the agreement between you. How could you just accept it casually?" What about you?"

is it?

Tang Chen, whose mood was rising sharply, raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't think his intuition was wrong, he didn't ask any more questions.

After this night's confrontation, he finally understood a truth: If this girl doesn't want to admit it, you can't convince her no matter how much you talk. Unless... there is another way.

Silently calculating his small treasury in his heart, Tang Chen's steps became a little messy.