Douluo's Black Tower

Chapter 47 47. Message
At this time, Xiao Wu was the only one left in Nuo University's dormitory. Looking around, he suddenly felt a little lonely.

"You can't go back after all!"

Hearing Tang San's leaving footsteps outside the house, Xiao Wu took out a wooden box from her pocket. Zhou Ting had said before that this was the Jade Emperor's honey left for her.

Opening the lid of the box, there were a dozen glass bottles filled with white jade.

Although Xiao Wu already knew from the weight that the quantity was small, she still pouted and muttered to herself dissatisfied.

"Damn it... I haven't seen you for five years, and that's all you've left for me."

I just don’t know if her resentment is really because the quantity of honey is too small.

He picked up the wooden box and shook it, and all the glass bottles flew out.

"Shhhh..."

The white hands drew out the afterimage, and in just a moment, all the glass bottles disappeared.

Looking at the empty wooden box, Xiao Wu knocked here and there, as if looking for something.

After checking everything, Xiao Wu said with a sad face.

"That's not right. He said that, and there is definitely something fishy about this box."

"But this means nothing!"

She recalled Zhou Ting's previous actions.

拍…

She remembered!
He found the place Zhou Ting had photographed and stroked it gently.

The boards were uneven.

"It's nothing different..."

At this moment, the scene that Zhou Ting carved for herself appeared in her mind, and she had a flash of inspiration.

The next moment, she slowly stroked the lid of the box and carefully felt the bulges.

The next moment, the corners of her mouth turned up in a proud smile.

"Haha, Sister Xiaowu is a genius, how could she be stumped by such a small problem!"

The next moment, she chanted silently.

"Xiao Wu, the next words are very important, you must not tell anyone!"

She curled her lips, somewhat disinterested in this.

"What's so important, why don't you tell anyone?"

The little hands continued to explore.

"In the past five years, I have learned some news unexpectedly."

"Tang San's father, Tang Hao, is most likely a titled Douluo, titled Haotian!"

impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Xiao Wu's little hands quickly left the box lid as a reflex.

At this time, the hair on her body stood on end and she was dripping with cold sweat.

She didn't want to believe it.

However, think about Tang San's talent and various strange abilities.

She is silent!

How could an ordinary kid from a small mountain village have so many amazing tricks like Tang San?

Let's talk about Zhou Ting, a geek who was also born in a small mountain village. His power is entirely due to his special martial soul characteristics.

Tang San was completely different!

Although the Blue Silver Grass was developed by him to be extremely powerful, it still relied more on those weird self-created soul skills.

How could a six-year-old child create this on his own!

Therefore, it makes sense that his father Tang Hao is Haotian Douluo...

The next moment, with a look of hopelessness on her face, she patted the fledgling little bun and said.

"Fortunately, fortunately, he's gone long ago!"

Thinking of this, she was both curious and afraid of the next information.

Finally, after a battle between heaven and man, she still "strongly" stretched out her little hand.

"When I was at Notting College, I once saw Tang Hao through the Jade Emperor Bee. He has been hiding in the dark, paying attention to Tang San..."

Xiao Wu's heart was shaken, and her face was extremely pale.

Am I...exposed? ! ! !
All kinds of bloody and tragic images popped up in my mind, skinning and bones, barbecue...

His fingers unconsciously ran across the content below.

"...Tang Hao... is very special. There is secret news that his wife A Yin, who is Tang San's mother, is the soul beast incarnation. However, because he was playing around and exposed his true identity, the family of three was chased by the Wuhun Palace. Killing, eventually, an extremely fierce battle broke out between the two sides, the specific circumstances of the battle are unknown..."

A glimmer of hope arose in Xiao Wu's heart and she continued to "read".

"It's just that there is news that the Pope of Wuhun Palace died from serious injuries after the battle. Tang Hao relied on a 10-year-old soul ring to be promoted to Titled Douluo in that battle. In the end... he was wanted by Wuhun Palace!" Xiao Wudang Ji's little brain finally started to work and he murmured to himself.

"Sacrifice must be a sacrifice, nothing else is possible!"

"So, did you feel pity? That's why you let me go!"

"Still, for..."

Thinking of some terrible possibility, Xiao Wu felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She huddled up and shivered.

After a while, she finally came to her senses and looked at the lid of the wooden box, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"Any more?"

Read on!

"I know you care about Titled Douluo, so I tell you this news."

"Besides, I'm..."

As the reading continued, Xiao Wu gradually calmed down.

"Burn after reading!"

Zhou Ting's message ended.

Xiao Wu stroked the lid of the box and touched it from beginning to end.

The soul power surged in his hand, and the lid of the box instantly became smooth and smooth.

This craft... is also a good hand at carpentry.

Xiao Wu silently took out a white string, made of the same material as Zhou Ting's cobblestones, and threaded the string through a rabbit's ear, and a Xiao Wu version of the pendant came out.

Hang the pendant around your neck and place it close to your body.

Xiao Wu murmured with a complicated expression.

"He...knows?"

He doesn’t know who he is referring to!
...

Heaven Dou City, East Palace.

Xue Qinghe stood on a high place, looking down at the entire palace, his eyes filled with the joy of success.

"Finally wait for this day!"

She Long stood aside and said with a happy face.

"Your Highness, all the troubles have been taken care of!"

Xue Qinghe lowered his head and looked at the team of soul masters patrolling the East Palace, feeling a strong sense of self-confidence.

"Very good, at this point, no one can stop our plan anymore."

"Yes, Your Highness, everything has been settled!"

Speaking of this, She Long hesitated.

Rarely relaxed, Xue Qinghe quietly enjoyed the freedom high in the imperial city and asked.

"Uncle She, please speak freely!"

"Yes, Your Highness, the eldest prince and the third prince are both dead, but the fourth prince's avalanche..."

Xue Qinghe looked up at the moon in the sky and murmured to himself.

"Actually, I didn't want to kill them, but who let them block my way?"

Emperor Xueye of the Tiandou Empire is old and has already planned to establish a prince.

The eldest prince is the eldest son and has the greatest advantage. He has the support of a large number of officials. The third prince is brave and has the support of the army.

If they were not eliminated, Xue Qinghe would never be able to ascend to power.

Thinking of this, Xue Qinghe sighed.

"It's a pity. It would be great if I were a little older. I can completely replace the eldest prince!"

There are no what-ifs in the world. At this moment, Xue Qinghe thought of the child who followed him a long time ago.

"As for the avalanche, if he dies too, I will be the only survivor and everyone will doubt me."

She Long always felt uneasy and continued.

"But, are there people who are suspicious now?"

"It doesn't matter, time will forget everything!"

Xue Qinghe didn't want to talk about this anymore and changed the subject.

"Uncle She, those who have done their best for me must not let them feel cold!"

"Your Highness, don't worry. Everyone, including their relatives, has been sent to settle near Wuhun City. This is definitely the best treatment!"

"That's good..."

(End of this chapter)