Douluo Continent: The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, who intercepted the immortal herb

Chapter 32 The Intercept and the Hair-Combing Kill: Tang San in Despair

Streets in the western suburbs of Nottingham.

The night breeze carried a slight chill.

The wind dispelled the musty smell of the black market that clung to the two of them.

Xiao Wu had her hands behind her back.

I walked lightly through the cracks between the bricks on the bluestone path.

She suddenly stopped in her tracks.

He turned around.

Walking backwards forward.

Her big eyes were fixed on Su Chen.

"Feed".

Why did you give him those poisonous herbs just now?

Xiao Wu tilted her head.

Two rabbit ears swayed slightly in the night breeze.

"Didn't you say he's a backstabber? Give him the materials. He'll definitely use them against you."

Su Chen put his hands in the pockets of his brocade robe.

His steps were steady.

"This is the result I wanted."

Why?

Xiao Wu wrinkled her small nose.

"He has the blueprints. Even if he manages to build that repeating crossbow, it'll just be a lifeless object."

Su Chen looked calmly ahead.

"He was desperate in the black market. I was determined to give him a lifeline."

"I want him to feel that he still has hope of turning things around."

"Let him drag those useless hands around, day and night, to brew the poison he was most proud of."

Su Chen's lips curled into a cold smile.

"The hope that people grasp in despair is often more deadly than despair itself."

Three days later.

"When he had used up all his cards, only to find that he couldn't even scratch me."

"His pride. His beliefs. That's when they completely crumbled."

Xiao Wu stopped in her tracks upon hearing this.

She looked at the child in front of her who was clearly only six years old.

Yet he is a boy who is more cunning and domineering than any adult.

I couldn't help but shiver.

"You're such a wicked person."

Xiao Wu took two steps forward.

He moved closer to Su Chen.

"However, this is the way to deal with shameless liars."

"I like."

Xiao Wu raised her chin.

His tone carried the straightforwardness and admiration for strength unique to the Starry Sky Forest.

"Utmostly ruthless towards the enemy, yet fiercely protective of their own people."

"You're the boss now. I've decided."

Su Chen chuckled softly.

He extended his right hand.

He lightly flicked the rabbit ears on Xiao Wu's head with his fingertip.

"Keep up. Let's go back."

When the two returned to Dormitory 7.

The dormitory has changed dramatically.

Wang Sheng and the others cleaned up all the moldy, broken wooden plank beds.

They changed to the best pure cotton bedding in the city.

The air was filled with the faint, pleasant scent of insect repellent powder.

The work-study students all huddled in their blankets.

Hearing Su Chen enter.

She even slowed down her breathing.

They were afraid of disturbing this powerful and influential boss.

Su Chen's bed was arranged in a spot by the window.

Xiao Wu's bed is right next to it.

at this time.

Several exquisitely packaged boxes were placed on Xiaowu's bed.

That was sent by the owner of the clothing store.

Xiao Wu saw those boxes.

His eyes lit up instantly.

She darted over like a happier rabbit.

He ripped off the top tie.

Inside was the pink and white flowing fairy dress she had seen during the day.

"Wow."

Xiao Wu let out a soft gasp.

Fingers gently caressed the smooth, silky fabric.

She looked up at Su Chen.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed.

"I'll go change and try it on."

Before Su Chen could answer.

Xiao Wu grabbed her skirt.

Like a gust of wind, it slipped behind a makeshift curtain in the corner of the dormitory.

The rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other came from behind the curtain.

Su Chen walked to his bedside and sat down.

Pick up the teapot on the table.

I poured a glass of warm water.

In less than half an incense stick's time.

The curtain was lifted by a small, fair hand.

"Su Chen".

Xiao Wu's voice carried a rare hint of awkwardness.

Su Chen put down his water glass.

I looked up.

Xiao Wu lowered her head.

She gently pinched the hem of the flowing fairy dress with both hands.

He slowly walked out.

Her pink and white skirt rippled with each step she took.

The silk fabric perfectly accentuated her slender figure.

It has lost some of its original wildness.

It has added a stunningly charming touch.

Xiao Wu stopped in front of Su Chen.

She looked up.

Her big eyes sparkled with anticipation.

It spun around in place.

"Is it pretty?"

Her skirt fluttered in the wind.

It carries a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Su Chen's gaze lingered on her for a moment.

"It suits you perfectly."

Su Chen's tone was very gentle.

"but."

He pointed to the top of Xiao Wu's head.

Your hair is messy.

Xiao Wu wanted to change into this elaborate flowing fairy dress.

The scorpion braid that was originally braided was broken.

At this moment, her long, black hair was draped over her shoulders.

It looked somewhat messy.

Xiao Wu reached out and grabbed a handful of her long hair.

He frowned in distress.

"This fabric is too slippery. I accidentally snagged it while changing clothes just now."

"I usually just make things up. Now it's all messed up."

Su Chen patted the empty space next to his bed.

"Come here. Sit down."

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment.

"what?"

"Let me comb your hair."

Su Chen took out an exquisite wooden comb from his Void Ring.

He bought this on a whim during the day while shopping in the mall.

Xiao Wu's eyes widened.

"Can you comb hair?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Come here."

Su Chen's tone carried an undeniable air of dominance.

Xiao Wu bit her lip.

The blush on her cheeks spread to her ears.

She obediently walked over.

He had his back to Su Chen.

Sit down on the edge of the bed.

Su Chen held the wooden comb.

He gently lifted a strand of Xiaowu's long hair with his left hand.

My hair feels cool and smooth.

It has a pleasant carrot aroma.

The wooden comb is placed from top to bottom.

It slowly slid down along the strands of hair.

Su Chen's movements were very gentle.

Not a single hair of Xiao Wu's was pulled or hurt.

Xiao Wu sat on the edge of the bed.

My body is a little stiff.

She could clearly feel Su Chen's fingertips occasionally brushing against the back of her neck.

That slightly warm touch.

It felt like it was carrying an electric current.

It made her heart beat faster involuntarily.

"you----"

Xiao Wu made conversation.

She tried to ease the ambiguous atmosphere that left her somewhat bewildered.

"Did you often comb other people's hair before? Your technique is so skilled."

"no."

Su Chen used his fingertips to brush aside a stray strand of hair.

The voice came from above her head.

"You're the first one."

Xiao Wu's heart skipped a beat.

She lowered her head.

She twisted the hem of her pink and white skirt in her hands.

"That----"

"From now on, will you only comb my hair, okay?"

These words just slipped out.

Even Xiao Wu herself was startled.

As a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

She doesn't understand the intricacies of the human world.

She instinctively reached out to anything that felt warm to her.

Su Chen's hand paused slightly.

We will continue to analyze the situation.

"it is good."

There is only one word.

It felt like a weighty promise.

It struck Xiao Wu's heart.

Xiao Wu couldn't help but curl her lips upwards.

The rabbit's ears twitched happily twice.

Less than fifteen minutes.

A smooth and delicate scorpion braid was re-braided.

Su Chen picked up the carrot wood hairpin.

Precisely through the hair bun.

Secure it firmly.

"alright."

Su Chen put down the wooden comb.

Xiao Wu turned around.

She looked at Su Chen with bright, sparkling eyes.

"Thanks."

She suddenly leaned forward.

It quickly pecked Su Chen on the cheek.

Then, like a startled rabbit.

She lifted her skirt and ran back to her bed.

He pulled the blanket over his head.

Su Chen touched his cheek that had been kissed.

He chuckled softly.

In the original novel, Tang San used combing his hair to win Xiao Wu's affections.

He completely hijacked it.

The heart of this soft-boned rabbit.

It has completely sided with him.

At the same time.

On the outskirts of Notting City.

Inside a dilapidated temple that was drafty on all sides.

The air was filled with a pungent, fishy stench.

The weak fire flickered in the wind.

Tang San knelt beside the fire.

Several old earthenware jars were placed in front of him.

All ten of his fingers were broken.

It was wrapped in thick bandages.

at this time.

The bandages were completely stained reddish-black with blood and black medicine.

"hiss."

Tang San let out a painful gasp.

He could only hold a stick between the edges of his palms.

He painstakingly ground the black-tailed snake's venom glands and bone-rotting herbs in the earthenware pot.

Each time you exert force.

A broken finger bone will cause excruciating pain, as if the bone is being ripped out.

Large beads of cold sweat dripped down the tip of his nose.

It crashed onto the dusty ground.

"Su Chen".

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot.

His eyes were covered with hideous red blood vessels.

He stared intently at the flickering flames like an enraged beast.

"The grudge of losing a finger."

"The hatred of the destroyed map."

Tang San gritted his teeth.

Pour the ground datura pollen into an earthenware jar.

stab.

A plume of black smoke rose from the earthenware pot.

Highly poisonous.

Bloodlust.

It's finally paired up.

Tang San used his wrist to pick up the last remaining silent sleeve arrow.

Carefully insert the arrowhead into the earthenware pot.

The arrowhead was instantly covered with a layer of eerie blue poisonous light.

The poison on it.

Even a small scratch.

It can kill an elephant within three breaths.

This was the trump card he had traded half his life for.

"Weren't you arrogant?"

Tang San looked at the sleeve arrow coated with poison.

The muscles in his face were contorted violently with pain and hatred.

Three days later.

"I will personally drive this poisoned arrow into your throat."

"I will make you kneel at my feet. You will pay the price for your arrogance."

A cold wind blew into the dilapidated temple.

The fire was blown out.

in the dark.

All that remained were Tang San's eyes, filled with a frenzied killing intent.