Douluo V: Qian Renxue’s child adopter, I become a god while lying down

Walked out of the papal palace safely.

Ghosts accompany them and guide the two of them.

As for Juhuaguan, Dugubo called him over again to help.

He can't take any time off now.

Who told him to always be against Dugu Bo?

Dugu Bo is a villain, and he will never give up until he is dealt with severely.

There is nothing the ghost can do about this.

Let these two enemies have a hard time.

I just don’t know why, but whenever I see Juhuaguan and Dugubo flirting...

He always felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

......

After that rampage, Tang San's risk factor skyrocketed.

Therefore, Yu Xiaogang has been imprisoned separately from him.

And it's still in the original underground prison.

They came to the cage where Yu Xiaogang was imprisoned.

"hey-hey..."

"Eh hee hee..."

Yu Xiaogang was gray-headed and sluggish, huddled on the haystack and giggled from time to time.

At this time, he was already scared out of his mind by Tang San.

If you get even slightly closer, you can smell the stench of feces and urine.

Although people often went in to clean him up, he still suffered from repeated incontinence.

Bibi Dong twisted the white robe on her shoulders in disgust and covered her mouth and nose.

She took a few deep breaths of its breath before she returned to her natural state.

Ghost's expression was unnatural, and he immediately blocked his sense of smell consciously.

Yuan Qingtian looked as usual, his eyes falling on Yu Xiaogang.

Even if Yu Xiaogang was in such a miserable situation, he didn't have a trace of pity in his heart.

Extremely hypocritical and playing with emotions...

For such a disgusting guy, it would not be an exaggeration to put him to death.

It seems too cheap to let him live with a mental disorder like this...

Yuan Qingtian tilted his head slightly and said coldly: "Take good care of him, but don't let him die."

"Don't worry, Your Highness the Holy Son, we will take good, good, good care of him."

On the side, several guards understood his 'subtext'.

He immediately nodded respectfully and bowed.

Stayed for a while.

Several people left.

Several guards looked at each other, picked up the sticks on the table, and walked leisurely into Yu Xiaogang's cell.

"Tsk, tsk, I don't know what kind of things you, a bed bug, have done that are outrageous to both humans and gods."

"It can actually make His Royal Highness the Holy Son, who is usually gentle and elegant, hate him to the core!"

"hey-hey..."

Yu Xiaogang was still smiling stupidly.

A line of water slowly flowed to the feet of several guards.

"Grass (a plant)!"

"Peeed again!"

"Brothers, get him!"

Several guards rushed forward, punching, kicking and serving with sticks.

They all avoided the point.

"what..."

Yu Xiaogang convulsed and contracted in pain, and kept letting out painful howls.

After finishing.

Several guards had a guessing game, and whoever lost would be left to take care of the hygiene here.

One of the guards lost, and the others walked out talking and laughing.

"Dry!"

"What bad luck!"

He kicked Yu Xiaogang again.

Yu Xiaogang held his stomach and bowed his body like a shrimp.

Bitter water rolled in his stomach and quickly rose to his throat, but he swallowed it forcefully.

Because he knows that if he spits it out...

A beating will definitely be inevitable.

"Only by being patient can you reach the dawn of time."

He had a painful look on his face, and stared at the guard with his back turned to him with resentful eyes, muttering "I sweep him every time."

He believed that as long as he continued to pretend.

Sooner or later, sooner or later we will see the light of day again!

But he doesn't know, even if no one sees through his superb acting skills...

Yuan Qingtian never let him go.

The day I let him go...

It can only be when he can't bear it anymore and dies in pain.

......

"despair--"

"clatter--"

There was a sound of footsteps.

Tang San lay on the haystack and opened his tired eyes.

That woman, is she here again?

A trace of deep fear flashed in his eyes.

During this time, Bibi Dong's cruel and ruthless methods tortured him to the point of death.

But she always asked him the same question: 'What is your relationship with that God King?' '

This question has been lingering in his mind.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure it out.

What is his relationship with the God King Nalaoshizi?

However, what is certain is...

The way he is now has absolutely nothing to do with that God-Forcing King!

If it weren't for that god-king, he would at least be able to stay in his original prison and suffer persecution from time to time by Dugu Bo...

Although it doesn't feel very good...

But it's better than being tortured by that woman!

The footsteps are getting closer.

He listened carefully and found something was wrong.

More than one person.

The footsteps stopped.

In front of the familiar high heels is a pair of boots as black as ink.

"Haha~ Tang San, it seems you are doing well."

The familiar mocking voice fell into Tang San's ears.

"Yuan... Qing... Tian!!!"

At this moment, he didn't know where the strength came from.

He actually forced himself to hold on to his scar-covered body, trying to get up and stand upright.

But this movement affected the whole body, and many wounds that had been coated with medicine suddenly burst open.

For a moment, blood flowed across the room and soaked the shabby clothes.

"Zi-"

It hurt so much that he gritted his teeth and tried hard to suppress the desire to moan.

However, he managed to stand up.

It was just swaying, as if it would fall to the ground at any moment.

He doesn't allow...

He didn't allow himself to be so embarrassed in front of this peer!

Stand up and look at this peer as an equal...

It's his final line!

See this scene.

Bibi Dong was a little surprised, and thought to herself: "It seems that the intensity of the torture is not enough..."

"Let's come back after Qingtian leaves..."

She didn't want her cruel side to show up in front of Yuan Qingtian.

"Clap--"

"As expected of you, Tang San."

"You can still stand up after being so seriously injured."

"Tsk, tsk, even I admire you a little!"

Yuan Qingtian clapped his hands, with a smile on his lips.

now.

He's like a smug villain.

And Tang San, the 'decent man', was like a shrimp stretching his body in the mud, trying to struggle out.

Sad, pitiful.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze that almost wanted to kill was fixed on Yuan Qingtian's hateful face.

He still doesn't understand it.

From beginning to end, he never took the initiative to provoke Yuan Qingtian.

Why?

why?

Is Yuan Qingtian going to treat him like this?

It’s okay to take Xiao Wu away from him, and I can bear to kill his father...

But isn't this enough?

Or do you have any charm?

Ling Yuan Qingtian must imprison him and torture him?

His dry thin lips wriggled, and then he said hoarsely: "Between us..."

"Is there any misunderstanding?"

Now that he was in a cage, he had to suppress the anger and murderous intent that was constantly surging in his heart.

Yuan Qingtian sneered: "I've already done this to you, and you still talk to me so nicely?"

"Tang San, you are truly worthy of being called upon!"

"I'm afraid you are the only one in this world!"

He made a mocking 'big thumb' gesture towards Tang San.

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