. At the Tianxing Restaurant
, a small teahouse, separated by a hundred-meter radius from the Yihong Courtyard, Ye Qiu
, after seeing Tang San and the others enter
, briefly rested before opening his blood-red eyes again.
His internal purple three-leaf windmill shone brightly,
quickly penetrating the layers of curtains and bodies to see Xue Beng and the others taking their seats.
Furthermore,
Ye Qiu noticed two figures in the next private room.
One wore a blood-red robe, his figure withered.
The other gave Ye Qiu a slightly familiar feeling; his black robe was tattered
. Ye Qiu's eyes flashed.
He immediately saw through the man's black robe to his face.
His heart skipped a beat!
Looking further, he saw that the man's severed arm had healed, his eyes were lifeless, and he sat upright and stiff, devoid of any vitality.
"Tang Hao? What on earth happened?!"
Ye Qiu frowned.
Could it be that Tang Hao's corpse was taken by these evil soul masters?
Or
was Tang Hao killed by these evil soul masters after he escaped?
"Boy, what did you see?"
Bone Douluo, who was idly watching the various girls soliciting customers,
was also pulled back to reality by Ye Qiu's words.
Ye Qiu suppressed his doubts.
Regardless of who killed Tang Hao, it was certain he was dead.
"Senior Bone, I saw three Title Douluo powerhouses in that restaurant, one of whom was Tang Hao! The other two should be the Evil Blood Douluo behind Xue Beng, and that Sword Soul Master, Wuchang Douluo."
"What? Tang Hao was actually in there? It seems he really has a lucky life!"
Bone Douluo looked surprised.
Ye Qiu had already told them about the victory achieved in the encirclement and killing of Tang Hao. Unexpectedly…
Ye Qiu felt a mix of emotions and lowered his voice, saying, "Senior Bone, you misunderstand. Tang Hao is actually dead."
"Dead? Then why is he in the restaurant?"
"I'm also wondering about that, but I suspect they turned Tang Hao's corpse into something like a puppet."
"Hiss! Tang Hao's corpse was actually turned into a puppet?!"
Bone Douluo gasped.
He and Sword Douluo had watched Tang Hao rise to power.
They never imagined that the world's number one strength Soul Master, the one who could wield a hammer and defeat the Pope, would have even his corpse used and manipulated after his death.
This made Bone Douluo feel a touch of sorrow
, but only for a few breaths.
He always chose to eliminate those geniuses.
Tang San was an example now, and Bone Douluo had even considered the same thing about his father, Tang Hao.
"Ye Qiu, should we continue monitoring him? Or should we go back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"
"Let's wait and see."
Ye Qiu's eyes were filled with doubt.
He was still very curious about the purpose of Xue Beng and the others.
Bone Douluo took a sip of tea and asked with a smile, "By the way, now that Tang Hao is dead, what do you plan to do with Tang San?"
"Kill him, of course!"
Ye Qiu's voice was cold.
However, before killing him,
Ye Qiu also wanted to obtain his memories of his past life.
The hidden weapons such as the Buddha's Wrath Lotus were considered rare treasures in the Douluo Continent.
"Heh,"
Bone Douluo chuckled.
Only now did he feel that Ye Qiu was somewhat to his liking.
He couldn't help but ask, "You kid, you're not planning to make your move in Heaven Dou City, are you?"
Ye Qiu shook his head.
Killing Tang San would have to be done at another time; Heaven Dou City was too crowded and noisy.
He didn't say anything more.
Ye Qiu opened his Sharingan.
He turned his head, but his brows suddenly furrowed.
"As expected of a level 98 Title Douluo, he was able to detect my spying."
...
Next door to Yu Xiaogang and the others.
Incense was burning in the room,
filling the entire room with a comforting scent.
The Evil Blood Douluo sat in his seat, drinking tea and waiting for Tang San to arrive from next door.
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His brows furrowed suddenly.
He turned to look in Ye Qiu's direction.
A hint of doubt flashed in his blood-red eyes.
This was clearly a wall, so why did he feel like he was being spied on?
But the feeling vanished instantly.
*Knock knock!
* A knock came at the door.
"Your Majesty."
Xie Xue immediately looked at the dead man beside him, Tang Hao, no longer paying attention to the earlier spying.
Under his control,
Tang Hao's eyes brightened, and his heart pounded under the influence of his soul power.
He then pretended to drink with Tang Hao.
"Come in!"
The voice was soft, yet penetrating.
Tang San, standing outside the door, felt a chill; the other party was definitely stronger than Mo Wuchang!
The door opened.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty Haotian, Tang San has arrived."
Tang San, along with Hun Feng and Mo Wuchang, entered.
Seeing the figure drinking tea, Tang San froze on the spot.
His pupils trembled, glistening with tears.
After so many years, he finally saw his father, Tang Hao, again!
Tang Hao also met Tang San's gaze at the opportune moment, his eyes devoid of much emotion,
yet a considerable amount of tears welled up from his soul power.
Xie Xue turned to look at Tang San,
a satisfied smile spreading across his face: "Brother Tang Hao, is this your son? His talent is indeed remarkable."
"Haha. Brother Xie Xue, of course, after all, he is my son, Tang Hao's!"
Tang Hao laughed heartily.
He stood up and looked at his son.
"Little San, my son, are you alright?"
"Dad."
Tang San finally couldn't hold back anymore.
He rushed directly towards Tang Hao.
"My good son."
Xie Xue and Hun Feng exchanged a subtle glance, both with triumphant smiles in their eyes.
This was only the second time Tang San had been held in Tang Hao's arms.
The first time was when he had just awakened his martial soul, and his father saw his Blue Silver Grass and turned to leave.
After he took out his hammer, his father quickly hugged him back
, saying the same things as now.
Although many years had passed, Tang San could not forget that embrace.
The warmth and strength were the same, and his father's heart was beating rhythmically. Everything felt so real!
Tears welled in his eyes, streaming down his face.
"Haha, congratulations on your reunion, Brother Haotian! This scene is truly touching."
The embrace didn't last long.
Xie Xue was about to speak, telling them to separate. A prolonged embrace would inevitably reveal their true intentions.
Even though they had already lit incense in the room that could induce hallucinations,
caution was always wise.
Tang Hao pushed Tang San away
and looked at Xie Xue.
"Brother Xie Xue, please forgive my rudeness. Little San, come here, let me introduce you."
"This is my father's sworn brother, Xie Xue Douluo, a level 98 Title Douluo!"
"If it weren't for his rescue, you might not be where you are today, cough cough,"
Tang Hao said, coughing.
"Dad,"
Tang San looked at him worriedly.
Xie Xue shook his head and scolded, "Brother Tang Hao, since you're injured, don't talk too much."
"I'm fine, Xiao San, hurry up and greet Brother Xie Xue."
The dutiful Tang San dared not hesitate any longer. " Junior
Tang San greets Your Majesty Xie Xue and thanks you for saving my father's
life !" (End of Chapter)