Douluo: Fallen Fallen

Mr. Tang Da has already caught up with sixteen inner sect elders.

Tang San couldn't show any smile of relief at this time, nor could he look at him with any reluctance, he just wanted to live.

He no longer has the Angry Buddha Tang Lotus in his hand, but he can still make the Buddha's Angry Tang Lotus. He can tell the leader and elders about this, and they may, no, must spare him.

In front of Buddha's Angry Tang Lian, what about the elders of the Tang Sect, and what about the headmaster of the Tang Sect?

Tang San felt his heartbeat speeding up.

"Tang San, sneak into the inner door and steal our secret knowledge, what crime do you deserve!"

The head teacher, Mr. Tang Da, did not speak. These words were said by an elder who looked like a man with a heavy face.

Tang San tried to use the Xuantian Technique, but in his impatience just now, he actually forgot that he also practiced the Xuantian Technique.

Milky white air flow spread from Tang San's body, Tang San was very excited, but the red-faced elder opposite was even more furious.

"You actually practice the Xuantian Kung, the highest internal skill in our sect?! How can this be unreasonable? Sins are unforgivable and sins are unforgivable!"

Tang San said quickly: "I know that everything I have done is not allowed by the sect's rules, but Tang San has never leaked the sect's secret knowledge to the outside world. Headmaster, elder, Tang San has spent his life learning to make hidden weapons, and has learned how to create Buddha's wrath Tang Lian, please allow Tang San to continue serving the Tang Sect."

The red-faced elder sneered, "All the elite disciples of our inner sect can create Buddha's Wrath Tanglian, so why do we need your help?"

"What?!" Tang San screamed.

How is this possible?The Tang Sect is clearly about to decline, and the inheritance is about to be extinct. How come all the elite disciples of the inner sect would create such things as Buddha's Angry Tang Lian?

"Tang San, Tang San, if you don't have the qualifications, don't think about what Tang Clan can do for you. Now that you are captured without any help, Tang Clan can treat you leniently and let you die with dignity." A white-browed elder stood up and said.

"I can't die, I can't die..." Tang San panicked. After death, who knows if he will return to Douluo Continent?He must not "die in vain" before finding a way.

Just when Tang San was stunned, several elders took action together and captured Tang San in a flash of lightning.

Tang San reacted quickly, but unfortunately, with several elders taking action together, he didn't have any room to move.

……

"Pfft."

After a splash of water, Tang San woke up.

In the dark and gloomy dungeon, two men dressed in the clothes of inner disciples were holding a soldering iron and burning it red in a nearby stove.

Tang San naturally knew what this was. It was one of the Tang Sect's punishments, which was relatively light punishment.

An inner disciple sneered: "Tang San, you stole our secret knowledge and secretly learned our highest internal skill. This is an unpardonable crime. If you confess the theft process, we can make you suffer less."

Tang San was furious and struggled hard, shaking the iron chains.

"Let me see the leader! Let me see the elder! I can make Buddha's Angry Tanglian! I...I can make Guanyin's Tears! I can make any hidden weapon!"

"Pfft." The two inner disciples sneered, "Just you? The Tang Sect is at its peak, why do we need you to make hidden weapons? Tang Hongjun, do you believe it?"

Tang Hongjun laughed loudly, "If he can do it, I will take your last name."

The inner disciple from before gave Tang Hongjun a look of disdain, "I am also a Tang sect member. Do you still have the surname Tang after me? I think you should change your name to me. My name is Tang Mubai, and you will be called Tang Muhong. I will treat you as yours if I feel wronged." elder brother."

"Mubai, Tang San refuses to admit guilt, why not give him some pain?"

"Mubai, Hongjun?" Tang San raised his head suddenly. Although his hair color and clothes were different, his face was very similar. Could it be...

Before Tang San could think about it, a heartbreaking pain shot up from his arm.

Tang San howled in pain, and could only feel the scorching temperature on his arm and the smell of burnt meat.

"Tang Clan, Tang Clan cannot use lynching, you are abusing lynching!" Tang San gasped.

"Abusive lynching?" Tang Mubai stretched out his finger and shook it, "No, no, no, no punishment is too much for a traitor whose crime has been confirmed. Do you understand? The reason why you are still alive is just because the elders want to know about you Do you understand the process of stealing?"

Tang San gritted his teeth, wondering whether he should say it or not. If he really said it, would he be able to see the elder?

Just as he was thinking about it, Tang Hongjun put up another soldering iron, "I don't think he will shed tears until he sees the coffin. Anyway, the elders don't really want to know. How about we play with him?"

Tang Mubai's mind moved: "Yes, yes, rather than let him simply die and benefit him in vain, it is better to let us feel comfortable first."

Tang San was a little panicked, fearing that he would be tricked to death by these two before he saw the elder, he quickly said: "I'm willing to say it, take me to see the elder, I want to tell the elder in person!"

Tang Hongjun smiled evilly at Tang San, picked up a red-hot iron again, and thrust it towards Tang San's lower body, "Tang San, it's too late to say it now!"

An even more intense pain came, and Tang San couldn't help but struggle, and at this moment, Tang Mubai pulled out Tang San's tongue again.

"If you don't want to say it, then never say it again."

In Tang San's fearful gaze, the branding iron came closer and closer until it finally sealed it.

……

"Tang San!"

As if someone was calling him, Tang San opened his eyes in confusion.

Surrounded by Tang Sect disciples, there is a high platform in front, with the headmaster Mr. Tang Da and several elders on it.

Mr. Tang Da looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere else.

And the elders... Tang San suddenly widened his eyes.

"Dean Flender, Teacher Liu Erlong, Teacher Zhao Wuji...and..."

There are 17 people in total, and everyone is a familiar face, the rest of the Shrek Seven Monsters, Qin Ming, Flender, Liu Erlong, Zhao Wuji and the master... In addition to them, there is also... Tang Hao, he 's father.

"Teacher, it's me, I'm Tang San! Father, father, I'm Tang San!" Tang San shouted.

Everyone on the stage frowned, and an elder shouted: "How dare you talk nonsense when you are about to die?"

The headmaster, Mr. Tang Da, cleared his throat and shouted: "Bring Tang Lan, the elder of the outer sect of the Tang Sect, up here!"

An inner disciple pressed an old man up.

Tang San was very familiar with this man, because it was this old man, Tang Lan, who adopted him from his infancy and raised him for 29 years.

"Tang San, please tell me honestly whether Tang Lan provided any help when you stole our secret knowledge."

Tang Lan on the side screamed, as if his tongue had been pulled out.

When Tang San saw this, he put aside the issue of their looks for the time being and remained silent for a moment, then said: "Tang San stole our secret knowledge... under the instruction of the thief Tang Lan!"

The whole place was in an uproar, and Tang Lan's eyes were wide-eyed, his whole body was shaking, and he was speechless while pointing at Tang San.

Tang San didn't look at Tang Lan, but lowered his head.

I'm sorry, old man, in order to survive, I can only choose to let you die!

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