Douluo: Thundergod descends to the world, Wuhun Lei Yi

Chapter 80: Xiao Wu’s head was kicked like a ball.

"What if one day, a lot of people want to kill me, and you can't beat them? What should I do?"

"A lot of people want to kill me, but you can't beat them. What should I do?"

The words that Xiao Wu had said to him when they became brother and sister at the foot of the hill were repeated word for word in Tang San's mind.

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San's incredulous expression, and the playful smile on her face gradually froze and became lost.

"Brother, is it the same with you?"

哥.
"elder brother."

Suddenly, his mind recalled the moment when Xiao Wu first called him brother. Tang San bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up, raised his head to look at Xiao Wu and her lost expression, and his heart ached.

"Xiao Wu! Come behind me, I will protect you!"

Everyone present heard Tang San's shout, which immediately attracted their attention.

I didn't expect that at this moment, this Soul Sect still wanted to protect the 100,000-year-old soul beast. It was really laughable.

"elder brother!"

Xiao Wu was stunned, and tears as big as beans flowed down the corners of her eyes.

She didn't expect that Tang San would still want to protect her in such a dangerous situation.

"If I remember correctly, Tang Hao should have discovered your identity the moment you met Tang San."

Lei Ming's voice sounded like a devil's whisper, which startled Xiao Wu. Before she could react, she heard Lei Ming's next words.

"Guess why Tang Hao has been following you all the time, and why Tang San takes you with him wherever he goes."

"A rabbit spirit master with no merits, why would Tang San keep getting close to you?"

"Do you think the father and son have any intention of letting you become Tang San's spirit ring?"

"Or, think about it from another angle. Why did no one discover your identity even after you lived in the human world for so many years? But once Tang Hao died, your identity was exposed."

Xiao Wu's pupils dilated, the tears in her eyes stopped falling, and her mind was in a mess.

"Xiao Wu, don't listen to his nonsense!"

"We've been together forever because six years at Notting Academy have made us inseparable. As your older brother, of course I have to protect you."

Tang San, lying on the ground, roared, trying his best to clear his name.

"Since you want to protect her well, why have you never taught her those self-created soul skills?"

Lei Ming chuckled, completely ignoring the distorted look on Tang San's face.

"Rabbit, a spirit master of the Agility Attack system, with your self-created spirit skills, you should be able to at least protect yourself against a Spirit King. At least you can hold it off until you come over."

"You're talking nonsense! Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu, you have to believe me. I know those soul skills..."

Tang San was so anxious that his face turned red. He wanted to explain but couldn't say anything.

What should he say? He couldn't say that this was something he brought from his previous life and he must never teach it to others.

But if we establish the Tang Sect, we must teach these things.

Is it possible that I won't establish the Tang Sect in this world? Absolutely not!

But Xiao Wu
Xiao Wu caught the hesitant look and instantly felt deceived.

"I originally thought I knew you well enough, but now I find that I was extremely wrong."

"Tang San."

Xiao Wu took a deep breath, and the long-lost full name made Tang San subconsciously look up at her.

When their eyes met, Tang San realized that Xiao Wu's face was already covered with tears, and her eyes were red as she looked at him.

"Brother, I'll wait for you to come and rescue me, and explain these things to me."

A silent word came out of Xiao Wu's mouth, but Tang San understood Xiao Wu's lip language, and a strong sense of guilt suddenly surged in his heart. He should not have withheld anything from Xiao Wu, whether it was the twin martial spirits or the self-created spirit skills.

These things should have been told to Xiao Wu a long time ago.

Otherwise, we wouldn't be separated today and still be suspicious of each other.

But, can I really save Xiao Wu?
Tang San secretly asked himself in his heart, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists.

If one year doesn’t work, try two years; if two years doesn’t work, try three years; if three years doesn’t work, try four years.

Xiao Wu's hundred thousand year soul ring was definitely left for Lei Ming. Now Lei Ming's soul power was only level fifty-eight. It was simply a fantasy for him to want to absorb a hundred thousand year soul ring at the Soul Emperor level.

As long as his soul power increases faster than Lei Ming's, there will always be a moment when he can take Xiao Wu back.

"Wait for me, Xiao Wu."

Xiao Wu smiled slightly, leaving her last smile in Tang San's mind, and turned towards Lei Ming with tears in her eyes.

Regardless of whether Tang San was doing it for her spirit ring or not, she had no choice at this moment and could only rely on Tang San to rescue her.

Third brother, please don’t make me wait too long.

"Have you finished your last words?"

"Last words?"

Xiao Wu stopped when she was two meters away from Lei Ming, tilting her head and looking at him in confusion.

"What last words?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck. The world in front of him spun rapidly, and he saw his body slowly falling to the ground.

"Xiao Wu!!!"

"Little dance!"

Tang San's newly risen hope was cut off by Lei Ming's sword. He cried out Xiao Wu's name heartbreakingly. Looking at Xiao Wu's puzzled expression, he felt suffocated in his heart.

At this moment, he felt as if the world was spinning. In order to keep himself awake, he bit his tongue hard. The intense pain made him feel refreshed.

When I closed my eyes and opened them again, it was still Xiao Wu with a split head.

Ning Rongrong looked at Xiao Wu, whose head was cut off by Lei Ming cleanly and easily, and screamed, covering her mouth. Her legs trembled constantly, and finally she collapsed to the ground, with streams of warm water flowing on the ground.

This was the first time she had seen her companion die up close. The way his head was separated from his body made her neck feel cold.

It felt like my head had split apart.

Tears kept gathering in the corners of her eyes. Ning Rongrong covered her mouth tightly and dared not make a sound, fearing that she would be the next person to lose her head.

"Lei Ming! I..."

Tang San's eyes were about to tear apart, and he stared at Lei Ming with gritted teeth. He wanted to speak but was suppressed by Shui Ningbing's soul power. He lay on the ground and could only breathe heavily.

His gaze turned to the headless corpse of Xiao Wu kneeling on the ground. Tears welled up in Tang San's eyes, and he hated himself immensely for provoking Lei Ming.

If he had not provoked Lei Ming, he would not have suffered such humiliation, his legs would not have been chopped off, and Xiao Wu's head would not have been separated.

"Do you want to eat spicy rabbit head?"

Lei Ming kicked Xiao Wu's head in front of Tang San as if it were a ball, raised his eyebrows and asked.

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu's head which was slowly approaching, and his head felt dizzy. He was still suppressed by the spirit power of the Titled Douluo, and his blood was surging all over his body. He could no longer bear it.

His head tilted and he passed out.

"Absorb the soul ring."

Lei Ming took a deep breath and looked at the red soul ring that slowly floated out from Xiao Wu's body, all the soul power in his body was completely exposed without reservation.

Level 60, Quasi-Soul Emperor.

(End of this chapter)