Douluo's dark martial arts

Under the rain, the fresh corpses exuded a unique and charming smell, mixed with the fragrance of earth, filling the air. Resentful, desperate and unwilling souls dissipated in the rain, leaving only corpses that had been sucked dry by bluesilver grass. Falling on the muddy ground, offering all the nutrients for new life,

The mummies of wolf thieves and the green blue silver grass on the ground looked particularly strange under the rain. Tang San, dressed in black, stood alone in the rain, with the blue silver grass emerging from his collar covering his face. On his face, no one can see his expression. Raindrops dripped on his cheeks through the gaps in the blue silver grass, mixed with the rainwater and flowing silently along his cheeks.

"We are almost arriving at Hanhai City. When I get on the boat, you can leave too. This matter has nothing to do with you. There is no need to lose your life in vain."

A hoarse, magnetic voice came out of Tang San's mouth with an inexplicable sense of desolation. At some point, Oscar, covered in mud, appeared not far behind Tang San. Looking at the mummies of the wolf thieves on the ground, he spoke with a heavy tone. said,

"Even with such power, doesn't there even be a slight chance of winning?"

Hearing this, Tang San turned his head and looked at the corpses of the wolf thieves on the ground. Several bluesilver grasses emerged from the dry eye sockets. The most vital weeds in the world are just weeds after all.

"No, even if I can really become a god...forget it, how is it possible? He was the first to tell me about this path. How can I defeat that kind of monster?"

When the heart dies, Tao lives,

Tang San's current state of mind is very strange, or strange. Everything about his relatives and loved ones has been destroyed, but there is no trace of anger in his heart.

This is not because he is strong and tough, but because he really has no feelings. It is as if he is watching a revolving lantern. All kinds of things in the world, joys and sorrows are passing before his eyes. He is always just a passerby.

This feeling is somewhat similar to the Buddhist experience of escaping into Buddhism, but to be honest, even Tang San himself would not believe that a Tang disciple could escape into Buddhism.

"You don't even believe that you can win. Aren't you just a strong enemy? We haven't encountered many strong enemies! There were so many strong enemies in the Soul Master Competition. In the end, we defeated them all. Now It’s just another powerful enemy! We’ve already reached this point! What’s wrong with trying to defeat him!!”

Oscar roared angrily in the rain,

He was very excited, even more excited than Tang San who had lost everything. Yes, the latest news was that Tiqi got married again. The last one was the daughter of the Meng family, and this time it was Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Oscar has always had feelings for Ning Rongrong, but because of Tiqi's incident, the two have never had a chance to develop, and this relationship has always been in a hazy state without being revealed.

But now, there is no chance for this relationship to be broken. In order to further bind with Tiqi's power, Ning Fengzhi has not hesitated to marry his woman to the emperor of this future world. The unruly little witch back then finally... Or it has become a bargaining chip for exchanging benefits.

Revolt?

Oscar once dreamed about the scene of Ning Rongrong's resistance. Unfortunately, even in his dream, he did not dream about the possibility of Ning Rongrong's successful resistance.

How could it possibly succeed? On one side was the Qibao Glazed Sect that gave birth to her and raised her, and on the other side was the strongest king who was about to annex the entire continent. No matter how unruly the little witch was, there was no way she would have the slightest chance to resist.

Oscar is now like an infatuated person who has suddenly awakened. He sees that the person he has always loved is about to become a woman, but he can only watch all this happen. He is unwilling to accept it and wants to resist, even if there is no point in resisting. He also wanted to use practical actions to prove that his love for Ning Rongrong was real.

"Haha~ For the sake of obsession, you would like to use your own life to prove your determination. This is your current state. I guessed it right?"

Tang San's deep eyes quietly stared at Oscar standing in the rain curtain through the gap in the bluesilver grass. A complicated smile appeared on the face covered by the bluesilver grass.

He doesn't understand the other party's mentality,

In order to prove something that cannot be proven, he wants to use his own life to convince others to believe. This kind of behavior was the same as when he was worried about ghosts.

In order to prove that he only wanted to study hidden weapons, to bring the Tang Sect to a higher level, and to prove that he was not secretly learning Xuantian Baolu for his own selfish gain, he jumped off the cliff and returned everything he had to the world.

I really should have died that day...

Tang San sighed, and the heat rose up and dissipated in the air. Today's Oscar is not the Tang San of that day. From his current perspective, Tang San knows that the best outcome for the other party is to die in order to prove himself. On the road, it doesn't mean that you can prove yourself by dying, but that by dying like this, you can deceive yourself and close your eyes.

The world played a joke on him, adding an even more desperate experience to his originally miserable life. The loss of his lover and relatives caused him to experience pain that he had never experienced in his previous life.

"Forget it, live well. You are just a food-type soul master. Even if you go to take revenge, you will not make any waves. I am afraid that you will not even be able to see the face of the real master."

Tang San shook his head, turned around and left,

Oscar, who was standing behind him, looked at Tang San's leaving figure in despair, and shouted with the last of his strength, "I am the first innate soul master with full soul power in the history of the mainland! The two of us together can create miracles." !Why are you backing down!!"

"Innately full of soul power...ever in history..."

The smile on Tang San's face became even more miserable when he heard these words. The smile that should have been joyful showed his sorrow vividly,

"Go back, you have to face a person who rewrites history. Go back, you have no chance of winning.

I will tell him your hatred on Poseidon Island. Live well and pass on this story. At least the one you love is still alive now. It’s good to see her well. Don’t do stupid things like me. Now like this, there is no way I can even look at Xiao Wu again,"

The rain is still falling,

Oscar's figure stood there for a long time without moving, until he saw Tang San's figure completely disappearing from sight. As if his strength had been drained from his whole body, he fell to the ground and let out a desperate wailing sound.

Sometimes, awakening is also a kind of pain. Seeing the right goal at the wrong time, the courage to give up everything, and the pain of missing out forever. The consequences of the collision of the two belong to the unwilling soul. of eternal pain,

If there is a chance, if you can, if... too many ifs, in the end the reality will tell you that there are no ifs in this world, if you do it, you will do it, and if you die, you will die.

Today’s cause and tomorrow’s result may not all be involved.