Douluo: My bluesilver grass is not serious

Xuantian Kung is the superior internal skill of the Taoist sect, and its healing ability is extremely strong.

However, the resistance in Tang Hao's body was too great.

Tang Hao's soul power is an extremely domineering existence. Although he is not under his own control now, the domineering aura is constantly surrounding the chaotic collision within his body.

Tang San's soul power was far different from Tang Hao's. At this time, he could only carefully avoid Tang Hao's soul power and nourish the meridians in Tang Hao's body as much as possible.

The longer the inner force circulated in his father's body, the more Tang San's heart sank.

Tang Hao's old injuries were much more serious than he imagined.

It can be said that Tang Hao can always live in this world because he is struggling to his death.

"Um--"

Under the nourishment of Xuantian Kung, Tang Hao slowly woke up from his coma.

I haven't felt this comfortable in many years. Opening his hazy eyes, Tang Hao frowned slightly.

"Xiaosan, stop your strength, it's useless. I'm fine."

The Xuantian Technique finally circled in Tang Hao's body, and Tang San slowly withdrew his internal power.

But his expression became extremely solemn.

"Dad, your injury..."

Tang Hao said calmly:

"It's okay. Over the years, I have already gotten used to it. Do you think that as a titled Douluo, I will still be knocked down by this small injury?"

"No, Dad."

Tang San turned to Tang Hao.

"Your injuries are extremely serious. If you don't get good care, you may..."

"What's possible?"

Tang Hao glared at Tang San.

"Death, right? What's so scary about death? After death, I'm just free, and you don't have to worry about my affairs. What you have to do now is to become stronger quickly according to my instructions. Do you imagine that I was Wouldn’t that be able to protect the person you want to protect?”

"die?"

Tang San's mood suddenly became excited.

"Dad, do you really have no other attachment in this world? Yes, my mother is dead, but you still have me in this world. I am your son. What will I do if you die? Don’t you want to see me marry and have children in the future, and don’t you want to see your descendants?”

Tang Hao was stunned for a moment, looking at Tang San, the light in his eyes became a little gentler.

"Why are you talking about this? I can't die yet. Besides, even if I want to treat it, what's the use? I know my own injuries, and I'm very lucky to be able to control them to this extent."

"I can cure it."

Tang San looked at his father firmly.

Tang Hao smiled, a bit mockingly.

"Even a titled Douluo of the healing system couldn't heal my injury. Can you?"

Tang San said seriously: "The healing skills of the healing soul master only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, but my soul power has the ability to cure the root cause."

Feeling the comfort in his body, Tang Hao frowned.

Tang San continued:

"But I can't completely cure you now because my soul power is too different from yours. When my soul power reaches a level close to yours, I will be sure to cure you."

Tang San was not exaggerating, if he could cultivate his Xuantian Technique to the ninth level.

With this authentic internal skill, he did have the possibility to cure Tang Hao.

But what he didn't say was that even if Tang Hao was cured at that time, Tang Hao's soul power would be greatly reduced due to the injuries that had been accumulated for many years.

Tang Hao said calmly:

"This is all for the future. Let's talk about the future."

Suddenly, Tang San made a puff sound and knelt down in front of Tang Hao.

"Get up, there is gold at the man's knees. I hate people who grovel the most."

Tang Hao said angrily.

Tang San's eyes burst out with persistent gaze.

"Dad, I ask you to promise me something. If you don't promise, I won't get up."

Tang Hao has never seen his son speak to him like this.

"what's up?"

Tang San said in a deep voice:

"From now on, you must never fight with others, especially those with similar strength to you. Otherwise, once the injury in your body is induced, you will..."

Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently.

"That's impossible. I still have a lot of things to do, how can I limit myself."

Tang San said seriously:

"Dad, I will grow up as soon as possible and become strong as soon as possible, as strong as you. I am your son. Your affairs are my affairs. Just leave them to me. I hope you can live in peace. Look Watch me get married, watch your grandson be born, and see our future."

Tang Hao pulled Tang San up from the ground. Turn around and walk away.

"Stop talking nonsense. Follow me, it's time to take you to that place."

"dad--"

Tang San shouted.

"Promise me. I no longer have a mother, and I can no longer live without a father."

"you……"

Tang Hao looked at his son and couldn't help but feel a little dazed for a moment.

Seeing the determination in his son's eyes, Tang Hao knew that Tang San was definitely not joking with him.

He has never disobeyed him since he was a child.

But at this time, his son seemed to be completely out of control.

"Dad, if mother is still alive, I would never want to see you disregard yourself. For me and for mother, please promise me."

Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao looked up to the sky and sighed.

"It seems that I am really old and can't do anything anymore. Well, when you grow up, I will go to your mother's grave to accompany her. Let's go."

But what neither father nor son knew was that A Yin was still happy under Yun Feng's whipping. .

"It will take some time for Xiao Wu to be resurrected, but you can finish it now."

"In the next time, as long as his soul successfully merges, it will be fine!"

After Yun Feng heard the news, a smile appeared on his pale face.

"That's good, that's good!"

At this time, Zhu Zhuqing didn't care about the pain on his body and hurriedly got up, directly picked Xiao Wu up on the ground.

His eyes were full of joy.

"How long is this period of time?"

Gu Yuena used her mental power to observe carefully, and then slowly uttered two words.

"One year."

"In one year, she will be completely resurrected!"

Yun Feng and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other and saw An Xin in each other's eyes.

"One year?"

Yun Feng looked at Xiao Wu in Zhu Zhuqing's arms and couldn't help but smile.

"That's fine, as long as I can be resurrected."

After resting for a while, Yun Feng, A Yin and Zhu Zhuqing also got dressed.

Ah Yin looked at Yun Feng and asked directly:

"What should we do next?"

After Yun Feng pondered for a while, he looked at Zhu Zhuqing and said directly: