Chapter 296 It’s all dark history
"Instead of feeling sorry for yourself, it's better to think about who caused it." Before the God of Destruction left, he left a long sword burning with dark purple flames in the girl's spiritual sea.
“Use it well.”
Tang Xiaoqi stopped sobbing and turned around to stare at Wang Dong, "Why do you disobey my father? Isn't it good to be his good daughter?"
"Someone once told me that the power of life lies in disobedience." Wang Dong looked at the face that was exactly the same as his own, "I think I can tell what is right and wrong."
"Whose daughter are you?! Have you seen it? It's because you are disobedient that dad will punish you!" The God of Destruction has left, Tang Xiaoqi stopped crying, and the expression on his face gradually became arrogant stand up. Four black soul rings appeared around her, and blue-gold butterfly wings spread out from her back, taking her flying into the air and looking down at Wang Dong.
"I'm not someone's daughter." Wang Dong sneered, "Why did you only cry when Uncle Zi was here just now? I hate people like you who pretend to be good in front of elders the most! No wonder Xing hates you!"
"I want to teach you a lesson for dad, you faker!" The first soul ring on Tang Xiaoqi's body suddenly shone, "Remember, my name is Tang Wutong, I am dad's good daughter, and I am my father's mother. My favorite little phoenix!" Her front wings turned completely blue, and the golden light patterns on them radiated outward, instantly forming an extremely sharp golden edge on the edge of the front wings. .
Wang Dong was very familiar with his soul skills, and he knew very well how destructive the wings with soul skills were.
Tang Wutong raised both hands at the same time, each grabbing the inside of the front wings. Suddenly, the front wings spread out on both sides of her body, matching the golden edges, like two large guillotines. She swung her body violently and struck Wang Dong with her right wing.
"This is unfair!" Wang Dong relied on his understanding of the Wuhun of the goddess of light Die Die, gritted his teeth and pounced forward, just in time to dodge Tang Wutong's right wing slash.
"So what? Who told you to be disobedient?" Tang Wutong said proudly.
"I used to be someone like you. It would be great if I could lose my memory again." Wang Dong suddenly realized the intention of the God of Destruction. While dealing with Tang Wutong, she approached the long sword while dodging. sword.
Fortunately, perhaps because she had been sealed for so long, Tang Wutong's combat skills were almost zero, which resulted in her extremely poor accuracy, and each of her soul skills did not have a built-in locking function.
But Wang Dong couldn't outrun Tang Wutong with her long legs alone. When the light group formed by the Butterfly God's light exploded, she was blown away by the air wave and submerged in the golden light.
Tang Wutong smiled contemptuously, "Run! Aren't you very good at running?" With one successful attack, she became even more powerful. She flapped her two back wings at the same time, twisted her body, and waved her winged guillotine as fast as a top. Spin it up. The rotation speed was astonishingly fast, and only a ball of light and shadow could be seen slashing towards Wang Dong, who was at the center of the explosion.
"When——"
The winged guillotine seemed to have struck a hard object, and there was an explosion like a metal collision, like thunder.
Tang Wutong's eyes, which were originally full of pride and pride, finally had a trace of doubt at this moment. The light dissipated, and she finally saw clearly Wang Dong, who was a little embarrassed by the light of the Butterfly God, and her long hair lying in front of her. sword. Dark purple flames danced and burned on the sword, revealing a temperature that made Tang Wutong tremble.
The flames spread to Tang Wutong's wings, as if they had found an outlet, licking her wings like maggots, causing her to scream in pain. The originally gorgeous wings were burned by the flames, Became somewhat charred and broken.
Her original aloof attitude disappeared in an instant, replaced by a look of embarrassment and retreat. Her body swung in panic in the air, her wings flapped in an unorganized manner, trying to extinguish the dark purple flames, but it was all in vain.
"Who is running away now? A coward!" Wang Dong clenched the hilt of the sword. The flames on the hilt enveloped her hand, but did not hurt her at all.
Despite this, Wang Dong still regretted why he refused Mu Xing's proposal to teach her how to use a sword in the God Realm. What did she say at that time?
"My father said that as long as girls are beautiful, it is not elegant at all to beat and kill them!"
Now that I think about it, I want to punch myself! If she wasn't good at fighting and killing, why were both of her spirits of the power attack type? "Actually, under the circumstances at that time, I wouldn't recommend you to learn swordsmanship from her." The voice of the God of Destruction lingered in Wang Dong's ears, as if only she could hear it, "The way Shura taught her swordsmanship was to beat her black and blue. There is no way to fight back until she understands how to fight back. So I guess she just wanted to take the opportunity to give you a slap in the face. I know my child, she may be soft-hearted, but she is not that kind. ”
"So I used to be so annoying..." Wang Dong smiled mockingly and raised the sword in her hand.
"If you're not used to using a sword, I can change it to something else for you."
"Do you have any suggestions?"
"No, you have to decide for yourself."
"Then let's use a sword." This sword is much easier to hold than a hammer.
"Why is he helping you?!" Tang Wutong roared angrily, his arms and front wings instantly overlapped, the left wing swept out, and the right wing slashed forward.
Wang Dong raised his sword to resist. The presence of the Flame of Destruction made Tang Wutong furious, "They clearly said they treat me as their own daughter! Liar!"
"That's just a polite word, idiot!" Wang Dong swung his sword in a messy manner, but since Tang Wutong was also a novice, the two of them fought evenly.
Several holes were quickly burned out of the butterfly wings contaminated with the flames of destruction. Tang Wutong lost his balance and fell straight from the sky like a kite with its string broken.
Wang Dong rushed forward with his sword in hand. The moment Tang Wutong fell to the ground, he used the long sword to nail her arm and front wings into the ground, just like a nailed butterfly specimen. Tang Wutong let out a scream, and the originally clear and sweet voice was now full of pain and resentment, becoming sharp and harsh. Her body was shaking uncontrollably, and her face, which was exactly the same as Wang Dong's, was twisted in pain, and the edges of the holes on her wings were still flickering with the embers of the flames of destruction.
"Dad, save me! I want to go home! I want my dad to kill you all!" Tang Wutong howled like a child.
"He doesn't want us anymore, didn't you hear?"
Tang Wutong's face was full of tears and he kept shaking his head, "Dad will not abandon me. As long as I am obedient...you win, right? I promise to merge with you..."
"..." Wang Dong pulled out the long sword, and Tang Wutong's frightened eyes flashed with a trace of happiness for surviving the disaster.
However, Wang Dong's movements did not pause at all. Just when Tang Wutong was relieved, she stabbed the sword with the flame of destruction into Tang Wutong's chest with lightning speed. .
Wang Dong knelt beside Tang Wutong, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with trembling hands to support himself from falling.
"Farewell, Xiaoqi...Tang Wutong." She closed her eyes tightly, tears still pouring out and falling down, passing through Tang Wutong's body that gradually became illusory, and dripping on the ground.
When she mustered up the courage to open her eyes again, she saw a pair of golden dragon eyes through her hazy tearful eyes.
"Full soul, welcome back to the more cruel real world." Mu Xing looked down at her, "Now confirm your name."
"Wang Dong." Wang Dong shook his head vigorously, "If she wins..."
"Then I will twist your head off." Mu Xing's expression didn't look like he was joking at all.