Douluo: Qian Renxue is reborn, I am her biological brother

Chapter 840 Trapped by the Two Gods, Heart Despair

Xiao Wu clung to Qian Renjue's leg, looking at Tang San, who had been pierced through, with some confusion.
Tang San's face showed a sorrowful and heartbroken expression.

It did not stir the slightest ripple in Xiao Wu's heart, not even a hint of pity.

She has always been very obedient to her mother since she was a child.
I've always been very clear-headed.

She was already Qianrenjue, His Highness the Holy Son, and His Holiness the Pope's rabbit!
Showing emotion while performing a task.

That's a cardinal sin in military strategy!

How could Xiao Wu allow such a basic mistake to happen?!

"Little, Little Dance."

Tang San was confused and disheartened.

With teary eyes, she looked at Xiao Wu, speaking softly and gently as much as possible.

"Could my memory be deceiving me?"

"No"

Xiao Wu shook her head, simply stating the facts.

"Memory doesn't lie; what lies is being sentimental when recalling things."

What do you mean by "our past"?

"Should I pull you around shopping, or will you take me in your two-wheeled cart?"

"This is all just my way of disciplining you."

"???"

Qianrenjue and Qianrenxue both raised their eyebrows at the same time. Why does this phrase sound so strange?!
"Or perhaps it's a task given to me by my master, hehe."

Xiao Wu finished speaking.

She tilted her head back and gave Qian Renjue a sweet, ingratiating smile.

Tang San's heart was bleeding!

Although it was already dripping, it has already dripped through.
"Then, was your joy when I broke through in cultivation also fake?"

Tang San said with a face full of resentment.

"Where do you get the confidence to think I'm happy for you?"

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with a face full of anticipation and sweetness.

"The reason I'm laughing is all because of His Holiness the Pope."

"The higher your cultivation level, the sooner you will meet your master."

"Then I will naturally be able to see my master and return to his side as soon as possible."

"Isn't this a happy thing?!"

"..."

Tang San seemed to have lost all his strength, and his whole body relaxed.

His face wore a mocking, miserable smile.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Since you are so heartless, why did you bury me after my death?"

"But... are you really dead?"

Xiao Wu stared innocently at Tang San, puzzled:

"I also thought you were doomed, but my master told me the mission wasn't finished yet."

"Let me continue acting."

"My hands are practically pickled with onions just so I can cry at your grave."

"No! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Upon hearing Xiao Wu's explanation, Tang San shook his head frantically.

"How could Qian Renjue know about the future!"

"If he knew I could be resurrected, he would have torn me to pieces on the spot!"

"But."

Xiao Wu parted her lips slightly and said calmly:

“My master sent me to your side from the very beginning.”

"!!!"

Tang San was completely stunned.

Yes
How could Qianren Jue possibly know?
Will He become a god in the future and threaten the rule of the Spirit Hall?

"A thousand-thousand-ren-death!"

Tang San looked up at the sky and roared.

Golden blood kept gushing from his mouth.

His eyes were already clouded with the will to die.

"Why do you know all this?!"

Why didn't you just kill me?!

Why didn't you kill me sooner!

Tang San wept bitterly, his heart breaking with grief, regretting that he had met Xiao Wu in Notting City.
original.

The laughter is fake, the crying is fake, everything is fake.

Is it possible?
Was He set up from birth?

But how old was Qian Renjue back then? Nine years old! He was nine years old!

“…” Poseidon, Tang Yuehua and the others outside the Papal Palace fell silent.

In their hearts, Qian Renjue's figure became infinitely tall and dark, a kind of darkness that inspired fear and dread!
It's so dark!
The whole situation was set up from the moment they were born.
Ning Fengzhi and the others in the square also fell silent.

Her eyes revealed a look of pity and fear, the pity being directed at Tang San.

Fear was what Qianren Jue instilled in them.
Actually, they all misunderstood.

The one who set up the trap for Tang San was never Qian Renjue, but someone else entirely.

"Tang San, I have never interfered in your life."

Qian Renjue shook his head.

"Your birth, your journey to Nottingham, Shrek, every step of the way."

"Perhaps it was all pre-arranged."

"But even so, I would never be the one who made the arrangements."

"After all, even without me..."

"Xiao Wu will also meet you unexpectedly at Notting Academy."

"What if I were to control your life?"

"How could I allow you to come into this world and become a god?"

"I don't do things that cause me trouble."

Looking at Tang San, who had lost all will to fight and whose life force was beginning to ebb away...
Qianrenjue lost all interest in tormenting Him.

He chatted with Him out of kindness.

"What's the meaning?!"

Tang San looked at Qian Renjue with a puzzled expression.

Could it be that He was set up by someone else?

"It's simple. The reason I didn't kill you completely is because of the powerful backer behind you."

"You have never been my target."

"Killing you is just a process."

"Bring down the person who truly controls your life, and cut them down with your sword!"

Qian Renjue recounted the story in detail, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"Uh……!"

Tang San felt as if someone was choking him, making it impossible for him to breathe.

"The Sea God? The God of Asura?!"

"Is this...is this real? No, how could this be real?!"

"Wasn't it my talent that attracted them?"

"???"

Qian Renxue was filled with questions.

"Talent? Tang San, you're still dreaming."

"Bai Huan has nothing to do with genius, does she?"

"what--!"

"Shut up! It's all your fault! Shut up!!"

Tang San roared to the sky, his voice hoarse from shouting.

The blood-red helmet on his head shattered, turning into fragments and dissipating as energy.
Her long, blood-red hair fluttered in the wind.

His hair was disheveled, and he had gone completely mad.

"Woo!"

Tang San suddenly covered his face and burst into tears.

It turns out that his arrival in this world wasn't due to good luck at all.

Instead, they were set up by God.

The Asura God and the Sea God were not interested in his talent at all; they had other motives.

In an instant.

Under the puzzled gazes of Qian Renjue and the others, Tang San's body trembled violently.

Tick-tock.
A single, glistening drop of saliva fell.

"Aba, Aba!"

Tang San raised his head blankly.
She looked at Qian Renjue and the others with a pitiful expression, like a child, and clutched her chest.

Started crying loudly.

"Waaaah—Aba, Aba!"

Tang San, tears welling in his eyes, clutched his chest, rubbing the golden blood.
It seemed as if they wanted to stuff that golden blood back in.

"??!"

Qian Renxue looked puzzled.

"What's wrong with Tang San? Has he gone insane from some shock?!"

"Miss Xue, this is what Tang San looks like after he was resurrected."

Xiao Wu stood up.

She dropped her submissive, slave-like demeanor and clung to Qian Renjue's arm.

　Wishing you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)