[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

"Lingyi, mistress, he..."

"Master's wife, teacher..."

"King Lan Hao..."

When Tang Lingyi just stepped into the mansion in the center of the city, everyone gathered around followed the sound and looked over.

They spontaneously made a way out, and even though they were filled with grief and anger, they forcibly suppressed themselves from speaking out to add another straw to this gloomy atmosphere.

"Bibi Dong was seriously injured, and most of the Wuhun Empire's military strength was destroyed. There will never be another war within three days."

Tang Lingyi knelt down and helped up Tang San, who was already a cold corpse, with an indifferent expression, then turned to look at the person beside her and said.

"Lingyi, you have to take the mistress..." Dai Mubai looked at her movements and subconsciously took a step forward and extended his hand.

"Three days."

Dirty blood stains stuck the armor and cloak together, and the light shining through the door made it difficult to see her expression clearly, but the emotionless tone was as loud as a bell that made people tremble.

"But the mistress..."

"Boss Dai." Tang Lingyi seemed to smile, but the words that followed made Dai Mubai's pupils shrink, recalling the second half of the conversation at the beach that day.

"He'll be fine."

"...What happens after that?"

The person who was so frightened by the "evil ghost laughing" asked blankly: "What should you do?"

"Maybe I'll find a place with nice mountains and rivers to sleep in after a while." The woman with a faint smile on her lips thought seriously, speaking the words of life and death as if it were an insignificant matter: "But it's also possible Just drag the whole world to die with him in a frenzied manner...emmm, if you think about it carefully, the latter is more like something I can do."

The tone was soft, and there was no hint of the emotions that a person who lost a loved one should have. The bitterness, fear, madness...all were buried under that false mask.

"so……"

The gloomy bones gradually disappeared into the soil, and the colorful full moon slowly returned to its dazzling light. Only the warning words of murderous intent were left, making this warm spring still feel like a cold winter.

"For the sake of this world, you...heh, you have to pray that he lives well."

"Lingyi!"

"you……"

"Let her go." Dai Mubai came back to his senses and reached out to stop the large group of people who couldn't help but move forward to catch up: "Ling Yi won't lie."

"..."

The remaining people couldn't help but look at each other and slowly stopped.

After a while, there seemed to be sighs one after another, adding a few more strokes of color to the dark day and night.

"I'm going to trouble you again."

An almost transparent shadow floated out of the dilapidated body, the long blue hair, and the eyes as broad as the sea... all indicated his identity.

Tang Lingyi sat in the wheelchair, lowered her head and turned over food words to herself, without paying any attention to him.

Tang San knew that his rash move just now made his lover very unhappy, guilt and guilt filled his eyes, he moved closer to Tang Lingyi who exuded "Don't be labored" and rubbed her carefully.

"妧妧...are you angry?"

"How dare I?" A fake smile that raised its standard by fifteen degrees, "You are the great benefactor of the world. How dare I, a little girl, blame you, a big guy who doesn't care about his own life at all? Silly! Melon! Here!"

The last concrete expression that blurted out was like opening the raft of anger. Tang Lingyi couldn't hold back her calm shell, and her fingers holding the "food language" tightly and loosely, repeated this several times... ...She slowly broke away from the ups and downs of emotions and said bitterly:

"...If I hadn't already taken a countermeasure, I would really want to beat you up now!"

His pupils trembled violently, and crystal tears slid down his cheeks from the corners of his eyes.

She stared at him expressionlessly, showing no grief, no accusation, no madness...but the layers of dead silence in her eyes deeply hurt Tang San's eyes.

That kind of alienation from the world seems familiar.

The girl muddles along carelessly, with an attitude of indifference to everything under the surface of her laziness: she has no reason to live, and has never had the desire to live - even an ant understands the principle of survival, but she calmly Accept, even expect, death.

Tang San sometimes wondered, if they had never met each other, if Tang Lingyi had been alone since she came to this world... maybe one day: maybe after a long, long time, he would listen to others chatting about her. Or maybe by chance meeting each other in a panic, he will be shocked to realize that there are still such people in the world - people who obviously have the power to break free but still live like dead leaves falling in the wind.

"...Actually, I should thank you." The man smiled self-deprecatingly, "After being with you, at least she no longer lives in a negative way."

"If I hadn't told you, I wouldn't have done this." I wanted to hold her hand, but the boundary between life and death made this ordinary action a luxury. Tang San's eyes darkened, but he quickly suppressed the bad emotions as if nothing had happened.

"But if you want to beat me...I'll lie down and let you beat me." He deliberately squatted down and raised his head as if he wanted to be beaten or scolded: "I'm sorry, sister, I didn't think about it. How you feel.”

Tang Lingyi closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, and her voice suddenly became hoarse: "No, this is also part of the plan. I just got angry at you for no reason. It was my fault."

"sorry."

"Maybe it's because I've been overworked recently, I'm not feeling well, and I'm under a lot of mental stress..." She sobbed softly a few times, forced a smile, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers: "Don't worry, let me take a moment. Just take it easy.”

Tang Lingyi is not someone who is easily manipulated by emotions - to be precise, she is actually more rational and clear-headed than many people. For example, when facing a crisis, she can immediately make a decision to maximize benefits in just one second.

The loss of control left by those perceptual factors is only a problem that will be considered after everything has been dealt with.

She knows her priorities so well. That's why Tang San confidently left the follow-up matters to her, but he also did it with complete assurance. If this impulse had even the slightest chance of him losing Tang Lingyi... not even a greedy man would do it. This option will be considered.

But he regrets it now.

——When the transparent hand passed through Tang Lingyi again and again, who was sitting in a wheelchair and crying secretly but still forcing a smile.

Helplessness and regret were like tides that took away his breath, and the blank suffocation made his throat bitter and unable to utter any substantive words.

He couldn't hug and kiss his girl, and all his efforts and comfort were in vain... and the weak and non-existent crying in his ears was like a dull knife, emasculating the carrion back and forth.

"Honey..." Tang San raised his hand helplessly and put it down again, leaning in snugglely but reluctantly leaving a distance, and then he could only call her name again and again.

——Sad and bright.

"……fine."

Taking a deep breath, Tang Lingyi tried to cover up her bloodshot eyes and pale face with a bright smile: "Let's get started."

Tang San looked at her silently, and after a while he said quietly: "Okay."

The familiar greenery covered the courtyard in a deep path, and the clumps of plants began to grow wildly, blocking all prying eyes - they guarded a secret, a secret that could never be told.

These three days passed very quickly, but it also seemed to be very slow.

Others who had not yet recovered from the fact of Tang San's death were confused by other things.

With a weak body, he watched some women with bad congenital viciously bite out a mouthful of flesh and blood in the hands of Tiandou and Xingluo, and then sold sweet dates with a smile, which established the peace of the mainland for the next few decades.

The soul beasts happily danced with the contract they had just signed. From this moment on...the status has undergone earth-shaking changes with different chips. The important pillar that has been missing in this world for a long time has finally returned to what it should be. Location.

Although the two nascent forces should not be underestimated, they are still weak. Fortunately, neither side is complacent and short-sighted. With the help of a third party that seems to be absent, each other, who can be regarded as allies for the time being, is the best partner.

——Although I don’t know whether the future is clear or bleak, everything... has begun a new evolution.

When the master looked at his "family" who reappeared in front of him and couldn't contain his excitement, the body that had been scratched by ravines and swallowed by darkness slowly returned to its original appearance.

The strong red light dispelled the blue, and the Shura divine power sealed in the left arm finally broke out under various stimulations.

A huge red vortex appeared in mid-air. From a distance, it looked like a filter absorbing all the energy in the world, and then injected it into Tang San's body through its tail.

The blood-red decoration is more murderous than the sunset decoration, like a sea of ​​evil with countless forest-white skeletons lurking beneath it.

"妧妧..."

The man in dark red armor woke up from his long sleep and reached out to hug the woman beside the bed.

The long-lost sense of fullness in his arms made him sigh, and he fell asleep with his head on his head.

This vision lasted for two full days, and did not slowly dissipate until the sun peeked out of the horizon on the third day.

"Xiao San? Are you okay?"

The Shreks who had been squatting outside looked at the figure walking out of the courtyard and screamed in surprise, and couldn't wait to rush forward and give him a big hug.

Simple physical interactions between best friends can indeed help deepen relationships, but... too many of them can be a problem.

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Tang San tried his best to find a gap to breathe evenly, then reached out and patted the brothers who had surrounded him: "Yes, I'm fine. I'm sorry for making you worry about me."

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."

I don't know who murmured a few words like this, and the heavy stone in my heart finally dissipated, and the warm golden air relaxed a little.

"Third brother, where is Sister Xiaoyi?"

Xiao Wu broke away from the joy of regaining her lost body and looked behind him: "Why didn't Sister Xiao Yi come out with you?"

"Yes." Ning Rongrong reacted suddenly, and a look of worry gradually took over his face: "Third brother, what's wrong with Lingyi? Did something happen?"

Gods come back from the dead - this incredible thing has become a reality. Despite the elation, there are also other worries:

What's the cost?

What is the price of miracles?

yes……?

Then there is the fear of not imagining: the terrible truth that you don’t want to imagine.

Tang San suppressed the flash of uneasiness in his eyes and showed a gentle and doting smile: "I'm a little tired and fell asleep. Don't disturb her."

He looked normal, and no one familiar with him had noticed the "death of a beloved" collapse, so they didn't think much about it.

After patting him enthusiastically on the shoulder, they followed him towards the Marshal's Mansion.

"Xiaosan, you scared me to death that day..."

"Yes, third brother, let me tell you that Boss Dai is almost crying..."

"Damn fat man, what nonsense are you talking about! I didn't cry, I thought everyone was like you..."

"I'm not talking nonsense, Rongrong Xiao'ao, don't you think so! I even saw Zhuqing wiping your tears!"

"That's right! Don't be embarrassed, Boss Dai. If a man dares to do something, he must dare to be a man! Isn't that right, Zhuqing?"

"……Correct."

"...My dear, are you bullying me too?!"

"Seventh sister, you are blushing!"

"My dear in public? Boss Dai, you are really... tsk tsk!"

"..."

The lively fighting sound gradually faded away, leaving everything in the past behind.

The flame of the Phoenix's nirvana is extinguished, and it flaps its wings flamboyantly and sings loudly - like the cry of the sky, or like the weeping dew of a hibiscus.

"Tang San?"

Bibi Dong looked at the man who reappeared in front of her in astonishment. The Poseidon, whose life was taken away by the magic sickle, was looking at her unharmed and smiled lightly.

He was a little more calm and composed than before, and the sense of crisis clamoring in his heart made his heart skip a beat.

"It's unexpected?" The blue hair was fluttering in the wind, but the next second it was immediately restrained by a dark red light group, making Bibi Dong's familiar and unfamiliar energy cover it, a pair of dark red armor It enveloped his entire being.

"This, this is...the power of God Shura? How is it possible? It is impossible for a person's body to contain..."

The next words were stuck in his throat, and after a white light flashed across Tang San's body, a shadow floated out of his body.

He has a different face than Tang San, but he wears the Poseidon costume.

"Is it your soul bone skill?" Thinking of the palace incident that happened in Tiandou City before, Bibi Dong quickly realized something. She tried hard to keep her face calm, but her trembling hands clearly exposed the trembling in her heart.

The giant hammer in his left hand re-condensed into a two-meter-long giant sword the moment the killing aura swept over it. Tang San's eyes turned dark red, and the blood-colored armor was covered with red sharp blades. He followed the sound and looked. Bibi Dong, who had a distorted face, stiffly twitched the corner of her mouth: "It's over, Bibi Dong."

After he finished speaking, the bloody light covering the magic sword erupted, and the Poseidon "Tang San" beside him also raised his trident at the same moment.

Bibi Dong, who knew she had no way out, smiled miserably. In fact, after seeing most of the soul master legion she had built suffer casualties three days ago, she began to doubt all of this. Even when she went into battle today, she still had some uncertainty in her heart... …But the matter has come to this, and she has no way to retreat. Her pride would not allow her to be captured by the enemy, and a glorious death on the battlefield would be her worthy end.

Green flames surged out, and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe ignited Bibi Dong's entire body. With a series of green afterimages, she attacked the red and blue without hesitation.

They did not release their energy externally, but completely contained the divine power within their own bodies.

The burst of energy from a dying person was indeed tricky, but as soon as he thought of that dazzling white, Tang San couldn't help but break the calm he was trying to maintain.

——Bibi Dong hated him, but he still hated Bibi Dong.

A fierce look flashed on the indifferent man's face, he flipped his wrist and raised the Shura Demonic Sword to his chest. While controlling the Poseidon behind him to face her, he came up behind her.

"Shura, judge."

The concise and powerful words fell to the ground, and six red lights bloomed like flowers in full bloom, falling on Bibi Dong without exception.

As she screamed, her whole body was suddenly covered with red lightning. Although when she realized something was wrong, she tried her best to resist it with her Rakshasa Demon Scythe. However, even if she blocked the body of the Shura Demonic Sword, the demonic light brought by it was still hard to guard against.

——The red light that frightened her the most still invaded her body.

Asura Sky Krosha.

The magic sword shook, and when it was drawn out, it turned into a shocking blood rainbow and chased after him again.

At the same moment, Poseidon, who had been playing a restraining role, also launched an attack. Circle after circle of golden light spread and rippled on the Poseidon Trident. After one stop, it formed a pincer formation with the rainbow light from another direction with an indomitable momentum.

It was inevitable to avoid it at this time. After barely resisting the magic sword, the blue-gold color intensified the pain of the body that was on the verge of collapse. The red sword edge pierced the chest further, Bibi Dong looked up to the sky and screamed, and the purple-black divine armor on her body turned into fragments and dissipated in the air.

"Oh!"

"Whoosh——"

The black meteorite smashed a hole, and this third stream of light finally brought an end to this tortuous battle.

"You win, Tang San."

Holding the hilt of the Shura Demonic Sword with both hands, Bibi Dong said with some difficulty.

After getting rid of the Rakshasa costume, she looked much calmer.

Tang San, who was slowly landing on the ground, glanced at her when he heard this. There was no smile of success on his face, but he looked more like the loser: "..."

"I lost. As a god, you can see that I don't have the strength to resist. My life has come to an end. Can you let me see Xiaogang again? I have something to say to him."

Not taking Tang San's silence to heart, Bibi Dong changed the subject and begged.

Tang San raised his head and looked towards the city of Jialing Pass. At this moment, wings of flames spread out on the city, and a huge fire dragon descended from the sky carrying the master's body. It was Liu Erlong who showed his true form as a fire dragon and brought the master down.

On the side of the Wuhun Empire, Hu Liena was running towards this side crazily: "Teacher, teacher..."

Floating to the ground, Liu Erlong transformed into a human form again, supporting the staggering master, his eyes still full of hostility. Even if the love rival in this life is about to die, this hostility will never change.

"Xiao Gang." Seeing the master landed in front of him, Bibi Dong's face flushed a little, and she seemed much more energetic.

The master looked at her and said nothing.

"Xiao Gang, when I transformed into the Rakshasa God, wasn't it ugly?" Bibi Dong touched her face, filled with emotion.

"Teacher." Hu Liena finally rushed over at this time, her charming face full of tears.

"Don't make any noise, don't disturb me and Xiaogang." Bibi Dong glanced at Hu Liena reproachfully, like a teacher who usually teaches his students.

Turning her gaze back to the master, there was a hint of sadness in her eyes, "Xiao Gang, do you hate me very much? Even though you didn't say anything, I knew you did. Back then, I hurt you like that, how could you forgive me? ? But, do you know? You are the man I love most in my life. You were before, you are now, and you will always be..."

The light blue Poseidon turned into a shadow and merged into Tang San's body again. He glanced at Bibi Dong, who was completely emotional, without any emotion, and silently moved two steps aside.

He is not interested in the emotional entanglements of the previous generation, he just hopes to quickly deal with the matters at hand and go back.

The experience of being without reality after becoming a ghost was so profound that he urgently needed some real touch to dispel that uneasiness.

"...Tang San, I have never begged anyone in my life, not even your teacher. Now I beg you, promise me one last thing."

The weak voice brought back his consciousness. Tang San looked at Bibi Dong whose life was eroded by Shura's divine power and said calmly: "Go ahead."

Bibi Dong: "Xue'er has been caught by you. All the bad things were done by me alone and had nothing to do with her. The same goes for Nana. I beg you, let them go. The Wuhun Empire no longer exists. I I just want them to survive.”

"This is not something I can do..."

"Qian Renxue can't do it."

An indifferent female voice came from a distance, Tang San turned around suddenly, and a beautiful woman with long black hair appeared in front of them.

Tang Lingyi gently raised the corners of her lips and walked closer. Before she could continue speaking, Tang San, who had been standing aside and indifferent to everything, instantly released God Shura's possession, took the initiative to step forward and clasp her left hand.

"..."

Her eyebrows moved, and she lowered her head to look at their hands, but said nothing. Fu turned to look at the people on one side and smiled slightly: "Because she is Qian Xunji's daughter."

"Father……"

Qian Renxue, who had always thought that her father was a tall and upright person, sat down on the ground, opening and closing her mouth, and was completely distracted by this series of cruel facts.

In her heart, her father's figure is upright and unyielding. But today, the words spoken by "mother" and the hatred of others mocked her naivety.

"I don't know, do you still remember Tang Shan Heng and Yun Liuyan? Or..." Tang Lingyi waved to Butler Feng and his group behind him, pointed at a few of them and said, "What do you mean to them?" Don’t you still have an impression?”

The familiar Wuhun appeared in front of Bibi Dong, and she suddenly shuddered hard. The information that had been sealed in the secret room of the Wuhun Hall kept emerging from her mind: "You... you are not dead?! "

Of course there were some things she didn't do, but she knew almost all of them. Qian Xunji thinks very highly of himself. He wants to have the best in his hands, but he is also extremely paranoid.

Tangshan Heng and Yun Liuyan... because their families were rich, so if they couldn't win over each other, they could only find other ways to use the money for their own purposes. As for the person who inherited the martial spirit of the Dragon-Subduing Stick, it was because the two elders enshrined him... They said it was a feud, and it was natural to side with his own people.

As for the remaining few people... they are all motivated by money and power.

"Feng He!"

Two words squeezed out from between the teeth, Bibi Dong suddenly realized who killed the two Douluo Jinggui: "...I thought I was the oriole who endured everything, but I didn't expect that there were another group of tigers and leopards following behind me. ! A joke... It’s just a joke! Hehehe——"

The mocking laughter resounded throughout the world, and her acquiescent attitude gradually extinguished the light in Qian Renxue's eyes.

When all her past perceptions were shattered, she even began to doubt... the authenticity of her own existence.

Feng Guanjia looked at her condescendingly: "I have no resentment towards you, Bibi Dong. But the Qian family must not continue to be rampant!"

——This is the understanding that these evil ghosts who crawled back from hell have endured the humiliation for many years.

Tang Lingyi met those increasingly desperate eyes: "So we can't control what happens to Hu Liena, but Qian Renxue will not continue to be free as you imagined. I'm sorry, senior."

The ending was announced in a few words, but Bibi Dong refused to give up. She let out a breath of cold air, raised her upper body slightly and looked at Tang San and the master emotionally: "Xiao Gang, no matter how you say it, they are my daughters..."

The master paused, thinking of the words he heard after meeting his family, he closed his eyes tiredly and tilted his head.

His averted eyes silently declared his position. Bibi Dong's eyes straightened, and her breath gradually weakened: "They don't know, they don't know anything..."

"What do we know!"

Yan Jiu, who was so angry and laughing at her words, couldn't hold it back. He stepped forward and waved away Hu Liena and grabbed her collar with one hand: "They are innocent? What about us? Our family is just doing business honestly. , Wuhun is not threatening at all, just for those jewels and money...can you kill a whole family?"

"There are more than fifty people in our family. My brother and sister were less than three years old at that time... who among them is not innocent?!"

"Bibi Dong, you can do all those things for revenge. So...you will definitely understand us."

She leaned close to Bibi Dong's ear and whispered the last sentence, then violently threw the woman with dilated pupils to the side.

The simple numbers shocked everyone present and fell into a trance. Bibi Dong sobbed a few times, and still refused to give up and looked at the masters and others in Hu Liena's arms: "Xiao Gang...it's all my fault, save...save They...please...you."

The spreading power of Shura completely destroyed her consciousness after the last word fell. The eyes that were once full of pride were still open unwillingly under the scorching sun...but the owner of the eyes had completely stopped breathing.

The silence grew stiff at this moment.

Qian Renxue and Hu Liena rushed forward and cried loudly, and the master finally lost his composure and fell to his knees in grief.

There seemed to be crows flying across the sky, and this bloody battle came to an end.

Tang Lingyi smiled at the much older Butler Feng and glanced at the other ten people: "You decide what to do with them. No matter what... you know, I will always support them."

"Miss...thank you."

Yan Yi and the other ten people all bowed to her. Some words did not need to be said clearly, they were all hidden in the wordless silence.

"Go."

Tang Lingyi waved her hand, turned around and said, "I think Xue Beng has something to say to you, why don't you go?"

"..."

Tang San ran his hands through her hair and gently pressed a kiss between her eyebrows: "Okay, wait for me."

As the words fell, the slightly larger palm slid open, taking away a trace of body heat in the cool breeze.

"...Teacher, everything is..."

That arrogant and domineering dude is now able to take charge of his own business and has become a reliable king.

Over the years... time has smoothed out many edges, including time itself.

The noisy crows went away, and the geese flying south formed a lineup of homesickness. The stuck gears drove away the pebbles in front of them, and began to rotate slowly with the loud "boom" sound.

——Everything has a new beginning.

"Come with me to see them. I haven't been there for so many years..."

"it is good."