Douluo: Bibi Dong abused her, Gu Yuena raised her

Chapter 43 Tang San! Daddy smells so good

"Wait! That's not my son at all. He's just a demon that has taken over my son's body."

"The real mistress has long been dead. That day, I was hunted down by the Pope of the Spirit Hall."

"I could clearly feel that the child in my arms had already lost his breath."

"But he strangely came back to life, and his behavior became strange and cold..."

Maybe it was because he hadn't seen a stranger for a long time, or maybe it was to save his life.

Ah Yin simply sold out Tang San and Tang Hao completely.

Tell out all the secrets you know.

It turned out that when Qianxunji was chasing them, A Yin was seriously injured and was planning to sacrifice herself to Tang Hao.

A little blonde girl suddenly appeared and said something to Qian Xunji. Then the people from the Spirit Hall just evacuated.

In the days that followed, A Yin and Tang Hao settled down in a remote village to avoid being hunted down by the Spirit Hall.

But Tang San's strange behavior made Ah Yin deeply suspicious.

But when she talked to Tang Hao about it, Tang Hao didn't take it seriously, and there was a strange bloodshot in his eyes, which made her suspect that Tang Hao was also controlled.

Life was so hard afterwards that I had to hide from place to place and had little money.

Because of too much pressure, Tang Hao often went out drinking, and would be gone for days and nights.

Sometimes he would lose all his money gambling and then abuse her when he got home.

Until one day, Ah Yin finally plucked up the courage and secretly left after Tang Hao got drunk again.

But Qian Xunji appeared again. Although Tang Hao arrived in time, she was seriously injured and about to die.

Helplessly, she had to sacrifice herself to Tang Hao in order to survive, and Tang Hao also detonated his soul ring to survive.

After the sacrifice, Ah Yin was buried by him in this dark and damp cave.

Fortunately, the roots were able to absorb a ray of sunlight and barely survive.

While in the cave, she regretted more than once why she was so lovesick that she ended up like this.

After listening to Ayin's story, Qianyu didn't react much. Instead, he felt that Ayin had brought this upon herself.

But the little girl he was talking about should be Qian Renxue, right?
Although the plot is a bit off track and a bit different from the original, it seems to conceal a certain inevitability.

The person who weaves destiny must be the sea god or the Asura god who is manipulating behind the scenes.

Wang Qiuer, who was standing aside, was crying loudly.

He completely forgot that he was just thinking about making juice from the Blue Silver Emperor.

"Wow, wow, Xiaoyu, she's so pitiful! How about we help her?"

She wiped her tears and looked at Qianyu with pleading eyes.

"Stop! What does this have to do with me?"

"How do I know if you are lying to me? You'd better die. I don't want to get involved in this mess."

Qianyu responded coldly, but he almost broke out in a cold sweat.

It was a close call. I almost got fooled.

As a qualified villain, he doesn't finish off his enemies, but kills them all.

Who knows, he might lose his life in the future because of this weakness.

"Xiao Yu! How can you be so heartless?"

"She is just an innocent mother. Her experience is tragic enough. We should help her."

There was a hint of sob in Wang Qiuer's voice.

Obviously, it was Ah Yin's words just now, the accusations against Tang Hao and Tang San and the glorification of herself, that successfully touched Wang Qiuer's sentimental heart.

"Sister Qiu'er, shut up! Otherwise, go back quickly and don't get in the way here."

There was unquestionable determination in Qianyu's tone.

How did the Spirit Hall disappear?

I was just deceived by these women whose brains are full of love!

If we let Ah Yin go today, she might bite us back when she recovers her strength in the future.

If I really give myself a blow from my own mother at the critical moment.

Wouldn't that put yourself in an irretrievable situation in an instant?

Qianyu would not take such a risk.

Wang Qiuer was shocked by Qianyu's harsh words, tears welled up in her eyes, and finally she could only lower her head in grievance.

"You are so mean to me! I will never talk to you again!"

Wang Qiuer muttered, with a hint of stubbornness in her voice.

Qianyu chose to ignore it directly, and the flame in his hand approached the Blue Silver Emperor without hesitation. "Wait! I have a 10-year soul bone. As long as you can let me go, I will give it to you as a thank you."

There was a hint of urgency in Blue Silver Emperor's voice; she truly felt the threat of death.

Qianyu's hand paused, thinking that it would not be too late to kill her after taking the soul bone.

So, he curled up a cold smile and said slowly: "Okay, I will trust you this time, but you have to hand over the soul bone first."

"The soul bone is behind the stone wall on your left. You can find it by feeling around."

There was a hint of helplessness in Blue Silver Emperor's voice.

I am so pitiful, but this little guy is still indifferent. The world is so cruel.

Qianyu came to the wall and detected it with his mental power.

Sure enough, he felt a faint fluctuation of soul power in the cracks of the stone wall.

He stretched out his hand and touched it lightly with his fingertips. The force of space twisted the stone wall slightly, and a heavy box fell from the stone wall.

Qianyu opened it, and a blue-gold soul bone lay quietly in the box, emitting a faint blue light.

Ayin's branches and leaves trembled slightly, and Qianyu could clearly feel the desire in his mental fluctuations.

Qianyu smiled and said: "Excuse me, what soul skills does this soul bone have?"

"This soul bone's soul skills are healing and flying. It is a very precious auxiliary soul bone..."

Ah Yin wanted to praise the power of this soul bone again, but then he saw Qianyu throwing the soul bone directly to Wang Qiuer with some disappointment.

"Here you go."

"Hey, give it to me? Xiaoyu, is this a token of love?"

Wang Qiuer took the soul bone in surprise, her face flushed.

This is a 10-year soul bone! I didn't expect Qianyu to give it to me so easily.

"Don't get me wrong, I just think it suits you better."

Qianyu said lightly.

In terms of flying ability, he has the wings of a seraph, and in terms of healing ability, he has the gift of the goddess of life.

This thing has no other use except to increase your own burden.

……

On the other side is the back mountain of Shenghun Village.

Tang Hao's figure instantly appeared in front of Tang San and helped him up.

I saw that he was still spitting blood and covering his lower body in pain.

Tang Hao quickly used his soul power to check Tang San's injuries, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

"San'er, tell Dad who did this? How could they be so cruel to you!"

Tang Hao's voice was low and full of anger, and his eyes seemed to be able to spit fire.

My Tang family is going to be extinct? This is absolutely unforgivable!
He clenched his fists tightly, with a crackling sound coming from between his joints, and a violent breath burst out from his body.

When Tang Hao realized that his son was possessed by a strange soul, he thought about strangling him to death.

But after all, it is his and A Yin's blood, so he can't bring himself to do it. He can only drink every day to escape reality.

He originally thought that even though the soul was not his son, at least the body was. When he grew up, got married and had children, he could continue his bloodline. But now...

Tang San's eyes were lifeless as he lay on the ground blankly, tears still streaming from the corners of his eyes. When he heard Tang Hao's words, he felt an unprecedented sense of grievance in his heart.

He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse: "Wuwuwu, Dad, those two people attacked me suddenly when they saw me. They were so fast that I didn't even have time to react. I only remember one of the men. He had a cold look in his eyes, but he was very handsome and about my age..."

Tang San cried and confessed everything.
He took a deep breath, and the strong smell of alcohol and sweat rushed into his nostrils.

"Ah~~~ This is the taste of daddy!"

Tang San not only did not find it unpleasant, but he actually enjoyed it.

In his previous life, he was an orphan and had never felt the love of family.

Now that his father finally cares about him, he feels that all the pain he is suffering is worth it.

A trace of disgust flashed across Tang Hao's eyes.

But he still patiently took out some hemostatic drugs from the soul guide.

I simply pulled down his pants and applied the medicine on his wound.

The wound was horrific, and the surrounding skin was red and swollen, obviously it had suffered a great shock.

Tang Hao's hands trembled slightly. When he smelled the fishy smell, his stomach churned and he almost couldn't help vomiting.

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