[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

"..."

The reporter held her breath involuntarily, and the audience who had just been complaining subconsciously stopped.

There was a distance of about five meters between them and the two people, not too close, but the faint sound of conversation could still enter the ears quietly due to the wind.

"Why are the flowers I planted yesterday missing?"

The woman in the wheelchair looked around.

The man put the teapot in his hand on the table and slowly came to sit on the wooden chair beside her.

"It rained all night last night. This morning I saw that it seemed a little haggard, so I moved it to the back temporarily. Drink some water first, and I will take you to see it later."

The woman obediently followed his movements and lowered her head to take a sip of the water that was placed in her mouth, and slowly spit out her delicate complaints.

"As long as someone didn't spoil it on purpose because someone was jealous."

The man smiled helplessly: "...It's been so long, do you still remember?"

"of course."

The woman laughed heartily: "I can remember it for a lifetime."

——They are nothing like what the rumors describe.

The reporter covered her mouth and looked attentively at the pair of cross-necked mandarin ducks.

Because she has been interested in ancient rumors since she was a child, she can actually be regarded as a knowledgeable person in a sense.

"…gentle but not pushy, strong, with determination rooted deep in his heart."

Everyone in the world worships heroes, but there is not only one kind of heroism in the world.

Some people love to devote themselves wholeheartedly to the world, while others love to be overwhelmingly domineering.

When talking about Tang San and Tang Lingyi, there was actually not only one-sided praise... there are always some strange beings who like to use inexplicable language to prove the diversity of species.

'noble? Is he just a selfish villain - using his identity to make money and pretending to give up his power? cut! hypocritical! ’

'The Tiandou Empire is obviously so kind to him (her), but these two people are not grateful at all. Instead, they help those guys in Pingcheng to build a city-state. They are wolf-hearted guys...'

‘What kind of savior is there? Maybe they were the cause of that war, bam! ’

The journalist lady has seen many such comments - some are due to different stances, and some are just innocuous commotion.

[The bright moon has been hanging high in the sky for too long, and the dirty maggots always want to drag it down. 】

Putting away her complicated thoughts, the reporter looked at the two people who were smiling at each other, and the corners of their mouths slowly curved in a happy arc.

I don’t know what kind of flower it is, but it can actually attract Master Tang San and his wife... Well, I’m so jealous~

[Crazy man laughing jpg]

It must be something rare in the world, with seven colors, sparkling and fragrant? emm, maybe the night-blooming night flowers are not bad either...

While he was happily adding settings in his mind, Tang Suixin's voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Miss, what were you thinking about just now?"

"No, it's nothing!" The reporter girl shook her head reflexively and was about to ask what happened, but she saw that the scene in front of her changed in an instant.

!

!!!

Where is this? ! ! !

【woc! wow! What the hell is this? Did you see clearly what happened? Why did it suddenly turn dark? Disconnected? 】

[...No, probably not. From what Mr. Tang said, it seemed that the reporter had something in mind that triggered the mechanism. 】

【↑Looks like you understand it very well, let me explain in detail. 】

[I haven’t... just experienced it in practice. Those memories are a fixed scene, and the process of experiencing and understanding is probably - after you see this scene, a test will appear randomly, which corresponds to what you are thinking in your mind. It is all kinds of strange...the difficulty is also random, and then you can defeat it. . 】

[It sounds a bit like a more flexible game, with preconditions and then triggering mechanisms or something. 】

[ls+1, but I’m really curious about what the reporter lady was thinking... It can make the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers directly turn into this kind of dark and windy night, tsk tsk, it’s amazing. 】

This is a good question, and the reporter herself said that she also wanted to know.

"Tang, Mr. Tang."

She subconsciously relied on the person who was more familiar with the situation.

Reporter: "What is this?"

"Back up."

Another warning, but far more severe than the one before the courtyard.

The reporter followed the trend and quickly evacuated the original area.

The next second, the exploded bluestone fragments answered her previous doubts.

The stars flickered in the dark night, and light green light spread from one place to all directions. The gathered light swooped toward the foothold with lightning speed. The reporter felt like a mindless puppet, and could only follow Tang Suixin's movements up and down in the air.

bang——

Jumping up again, the reporter lady held on to the tree trunk and took a breath.

In this strange space, she couldn't mobilize the soul power in her body at all, so she could only be a weak wormwood plant.

"Shh!"

The reporter covered her mouth with her left hand and made an "ok" gesture confidently.

They were standing under a big tree, looking down at the two people by the lake.

On a moonlit night, the masked killer stood defiantly holding a dagger.

——This is a painting that sounds cliché but extremely unique.

【! ! ! Look what I found, such a big girl! ! ! 】

[Woo tvt, it’s me, Tang San! (心)(心)(心)】

"Shh-"

The sound of breaking through the sky appeared in pairs accompanied by the dazzling light.

The needle pointed against the wheat awn, the sharp tips rubbed against each other, and sparks emerged from the two cold awns, suddenly lighting up the night for a moment.

"Hiss... huh."

The reporter lady opened her eyes wide and looked at the two people fighting each other without blinking.

One is taller and the other is shorter, and they no longer have the peace and tranquility they had in the flowers. Under the light of the sword, their expressions were awe-inspiring and serious.

[This is the scene of an accidental discussion between His Highness and his wife. I don't know what the lady was thinking just now, but since it has been triggered... let's take a look. But please keep quiet. If you are discovered by His Highness and Madam, well... I believe that the young lady doesn't want to experience what it feels like to be chased by two Tangmen. 】

The gentle voice sounded in her mind. The reporter nodded knowingly and slowly loosened her grip on the tree trunk.

What follows is a beautiful performance and a murderous fight.

Unilateral assassination is a poisonous snake hunt, while evenly matched PK has another kind of charm.

A glimpse of light, far away from the golden pool.

In the last second of the fight, the two of them retreated at the same time, their daggers sheathed, leaving only a place where fallen leaves could return to their roots.

Thunder shock, thorns, and enchanting nails.

Lightning intertwined with ominous green light, and he struck without mercy. Even at a distance, the reporter couldn't help but tremble when she looked directly at the explosion of light.

It was a top-level oppression, and the reporter asked herself that she would not be able to escape such a fast offensive - even in her heyday.

The poisonous darts flew past the leaves and ears, and the figures dodging in the shade of the trees were like a startled dragon.

After dodging another thunderbolt, the moment he climbed onto the branch, a cool air suddenly penetrated Tang San's back.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and what came into his field of vision was the expected emptiness.

"Really..."

He smiled bitterly and shook his head, but his tone was full of doting: "You really don't show mercy at all."

"Click——"

The sharp crossbow was revealed after the mortise and tenon joints of the mechanism were closed. Although he couldn't see it, Tang San was very sure that the Thousand Mechanism opposite him had locked onto him.

This distance... is it necessary to play Condensation Chase?

The thought flashed past, and Tang San silently and slowly approached the front.

"Tear--"

"Bam—"

The moment he probed his head, the life-seeking arrow wrapped in flowing light was nailed to his original position.

The peacock eyes dance from bottom to top, rendering the pair of machine wings dreamy and confusing.

Tang San smiled softly, ghostly shadows floating in the air, quickly passing through the dense artillery fire, throwing out his iron claws.

——Its shape is like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, and its power is like thunder.

"You also said that I... obviously didn't show any mercy."

Tang Lingyi was amused when she heard the murmur just now. She moved nimbly to avoid the flying claws and folded her wings.

He used his backhand to fire the stone-splitting crossbow to widen the distance, and the blood-transforming and heart-penetrating weapons also drew full arcs in the air.

Tang San's steps paused, and he turned his body with force under his feet, accurately and thrillingly dodging those poisonous penises.

[Stealth and chasing life, fire is like stars. 】

The red color symbolizing fire and the peacock eyes burst into brilliant light. Tang San sighed softly and stopped chasing after him. After leaping backward to distance himself as Tang Lingyi wished, Xuanyu's hand slid across his waist, and countless silver lights appeared behind him in an instant.

Pressing lightly on his wrist, the hidden weapon between his index and middle fingers flew forward quickly.

This seemed to be a signal - the next second he took action, thousands of meteors behind him also followed and wrapped around the target from all directions.

Like a goddess scattering flowers, it also has the potential of a heavy rain.

□□ intersect, one string beats the next string.

Green and silver interweave to create a magnificent fireworks display.

They fall from the sky gracefully, creating another kind of beauty at the moment when the fireworks reappear.

The reporter lady was fascinated by what she saw, and her foot slipped unknowingly. Although she quickly grasped the tree trunk and stabilized her center of gravity, the blue-green hidden weapon flying in the distance also brought an end to the peeping.

Suddenly, the scene in the distance gradually became blurred under the hidden weapon:

Leaves fell from the lush branches. The tall man stood proudly with his back to the crowd. His slender fingers fell on the handle of the peacock feather, and his casual glance made people feel creepy.

"Click" unfolded the fan wings, flicked his wrist, stretched his arms, and the gorgeous fan disintegrated and turned into dozens of streams of light.

The starry eyes with sword eyebrows suddenly lost their color - maybe because of focus, maybe because of the lament of life.

The reporter smiled bitterly and shook her head. How did she feel about being chased by two people?

Mr. Tang really overestimated her... She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to survive even one move from these two people.

"puff--"

The throat is pierced, and the peacock's tail is gorgeous and gorgeous. She didn't even notice the blood spattering. Under the strong poison, her vision went dark and she returned to reality with the live ball.

Tang Suixin smiled reassuringly at her, taking care of his inner feelings of "everyone was killed." He didn't mention what happened just now, and turned to other topics.

"The selection of Qunxian Pavilion requires more than half..."

……

The two figures disappeared, leaving behind only a corridor illuminated by faint blue.

An inexplicable light flashed across the gentle painting, and then two familiar yet unfamiliar voices sounded out of thin air.

——Like the sound of flutes and shengs, the sound of bells is crisp.

"You're such a cute little girl, why can't you be polite to me?"

"...Because they are too noisy."

There was a hint of displeasure in the male voice: "What's the point, doesn't Suixin know?"

"Don't." The female voice comforted him in a low voice, "It was just an accident. Just treat it as if you can't hear it from now on."

"...Well, it's all up to you."

"My concubine."