Chapter 165 Tang San: Why is it you again!
Having a premonition that something big was going to happen in Tiandou City, Ning Fengzhi sent Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect in advance.
Ning Rongrong was regarded as the future of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. Ning Fengzhi did not want anything to happen to her. With the protection of Bone Douluo, he and Sword Douluo could safely stay in Tiandou City to face the Spirit Hall.
After Yu Xiaogang was rescued by Tang San, he did not go to Shrek Academy, but went directly to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.
Seeing the dejected Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu felt bad.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes were red, and there were tears stains on his cheeks that had not yet dried up, as if he had experienced some unforgettable grief.
"Master, Third Brother, what's wrong with you? What happened? Where are the others?"
Tang San glanced at Yu Xiaogang beside him.
Yu Xiaogang has not yet recovered from the tragic deaths of Liu Erlong and Flender, his eyes are full of sadness.
If Liu Erlong and Flender were mentioned again at this time, it would undoubtedly add salt to his wounds.
"Teacher, you are tired too. Why don't you go and take a rest first?"
Yu Xiaogang nodded weakly.
Later, with the help of a Qibao Glazed Sect disciple, he went to the room to rest.
After Yu Xiaogang left, Xiao Wu asked anxiously:
"Brother, what happened? Why is the master so sad? Could it be Erlong's mother?"
Xiao Wu had a bad feeling, but she didn't dare to continue asking.
Tang San took a deep breath and said:
"A battle broke out in the Tiandou Palace. The fake prince Xue Qinghe was actually Qianren, the daughter of Qianxunji, the former pope of Wuhun Palace. Xue, she has been lurking in the Tiandou Empire, planning this coup. The Wuhun Palace dispatched several titled Douluo-level experts. There are a large number of masters. We obviously underestimated their determination. We didn’t expect it.”
Tang San choked up and continued:
“Teacher Liu Erlong and Dean Flanders are fighting. They were shot and killed by Xiao Han and unfortunately died. We can’t even take away their bodies.”
After hearing this, tears burst out of Xiao Wu's eyes instantly, and her body couldn't stop shaking.
She seemed to have expected this.
Liu Erlong's care for her was like mother's love, and those warm memories came to her heart like a tide, making her heartbroken.
"Damn Xiao Han! It's you again!"
Xiao Wu gritted her teeth, angry and desperate.
Ning Rongrong also shed tears.
Although the relationship between her and Liu Erlong is not as good as Xiao Wu, the teacher-student friendship is equally deep. At this moment, her heart is filled with unspeakable sadness.
Ning Rongrong suddenly thought of Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.
"Third brother, then... what about my father and Grandpa Jian?"
"Rongrong, don't worry. Senior Sword Douluo is extremely powerful, and my uncle Tang Xiao and Haotian The two titled Douluo elders of the sect are also here, and they will definitely protect your father. I took advantage of them to hold off the enemy and rescued the master.”
Just as everyone was immersed in sadness and worry, suddenly, a sound broke through the air.
Two figures cut through the sky like shooting stars and landed steadily in front of everyone.
It was Ning Fengzhi and Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin.
"Dad! Grandpa Jian!"
Ning Rongrong exclaimed, and then tears fell down again.
This time it was the joy of reunion.
She quickly stepped forward and hugged Ning Fengzhi tightly, wanting to confirm whether he was really safe and sound.
Ning Fengzhi consoled him:
"Rong Rong, it's okay. Thanks to the assistance of Sect Leader Tang Xiao and Haotian Sect, we were able to evacuate in time. However, the current situation is still serious."
Ning Fengzhi looked slightly tired, but his eyes shone with perseverance.
"Where is Master?"
"Dad, don't worry. Master is a little tired, so he's going to rest first."
Ning Fengzhi nodded with relief.
He also knew that losing Liu Erlong and Flanders would be a huge blow to Yu Xiaogang. Tang San looked into the distance, seeming to have a bad premonition, and asked:
"Sect Master Ning, where are my uncle and the others? Should they be fine?"
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo looked at each other and said:
"Xiaosan, I have some unfortunate news for you. The seventh elder of the Haotian Sect also died in Xiao Han's hands. "
"What!"
Zong Leader Ning's words fell on Tang San like a bolt from the blue.
Tang San's body shook violently, and there was a suffocating pain in his heart.
His eyes instantly turned red and he felt angry.
Although the Seventh Elder had objections to him and his father, when he learned that the Tiandou Empire was in trouble, he resolutely followed Tang Xiao down the mountain to fight against the Spirit Hall.
After all, he was a titled Douluo, and the death of the Seventh Elder was a big blow to the Haotian Sect.
“It’s that damn Xiao Han again!”
Tang San roared angrily, clenching his fists tightly, his nails digging deeply into his palms, but he seemed not to feel the slightest pain.
In his heart there was only endless anger and deep-seated hatred for Xiao Han.
"Xiao Han! Why? Why you again? How many people do you have to destroy before you give up?!"
Tang San's voice was hoarse and low, and every word was It seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, carrying the weight of blood and tears.
When Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chenxin saw this, they both sighed involuntarily.
They understood Tang San's pain.
But at this moment, they can do nothing but comfort.
"Xiao San, I'm sorry. Don't let hatred blind your eyes. It should be your motivation to become stronger, not the shackles that drag you into the abyss."
Tang San slowly He raised his head, determination flashing in his eyes.
He silently swore in his heart that for the sake of his father, Teacher Erlong, Dean Flender, Oscar, the Seventh Elder, and those who died because of Xiao Han, he would make Xiao Han pay with his blood. !
Wuhun Palace will eventually pay the price for everything they have done!
At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps at the gate of the sect.
Ning Fengzhi immediately became alert and stepped out together with Sword Douluo.
Tang San, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu followed closely behind.
“Don’t panic, we are one of our own.”
Ning Fengzhi said and strode forward to greet him.
The visitors were none other than Tang Xiao, the fourth elder of the Haotian Sect, and the hundred elite disciples.
“Uncle!”
Tang San also hurriedly greeted him.
"Uncle, I'm sorry, it's my fault. It was me who harmed the Seventh Elder. If I had not returned to the sect, you would not have come down the mountain."
Tang Xiao held Tang San's shoulders and comforted him:
"Silly boy, what are you talking about? The death of the seventh elder has nothing to do with you, even if you don't go to Haotian Sect, Wuhun Palace We will still capture the Tiandou Empire as planned, otherwise we will starve to death in the mountains.
Ning Fengzhi said:
"Tang. Sect Master, I didn’t expect you to bring so many disciples down the mountain this time. Fortunately, they did not enter Tiandou City, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.”
“Yes, we underestimated the ambition of Wuhun Palace. Several titled Douluo-level experts and thousands of masters were dispatched. If these disciples also entered the city, it would be difficult for them to escape intact."
Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly.
"Sect Master Tang, this is not the place to talk. Please come with me."
"Okay, please."
Wait for those from the Haotian Sect to enter Qibao After the Liuli Sect, the sect's door was closed tightly.
Ning Feng, the deadly man, stepped up his guard to prevent a sneak attack from Wuhun Palace.
(End of this chapter)