Double Tang Dynasty - Chapter 89

The battle with Wuhundian was victorious. Although the master didn’t let Tang Luren and Li Mochen enter, everyone was excited.

After such a long time, it is finally over.

The Spirit Hall also issued three spirit bones as rewards to them.

But the joy did not last long, and Xiao Wu was suddenly surrounded by groups. Li Mochen stood beside Xiao Wu.

“What are you going to do.”

Bibi Dong said calmly: “It’s nothing, I have a friend who told me that this little girl is a soul beast, so we want to check it.”

Xiao Wu’s expression turned pale.

Everyone was also shocked, but Li Mochen quickly retorted: “I don’t care if she is a soul beast, I only know that he is my love.”

Everyone in Shrek also defended Xiao Wu.

Only Shen Qingyou looked at Shen Qingqiao standing beside Bibi Dong with solemn expression.

Xiao Wu who had eaten the fairy grass shouldn’t have been discovered, but if someone told the Pope, Wuhundian would have an attitude of not letting go, and would never let Xiao Wu go.

Bibi Dong took the shot, and nine spirit rings floated up, but Tang Hao unexpectedly arrived at this time, and directly compared Bi Dong with a hammer, taking Tang San, Xiao Wu, Li Mochen, and Tang Luren away.

Only the dumb-faced people at the scene were left.

When Tang Luren woke up from a coma, Xiao Wu and Li Mochen were given a ration of dog food, and the two met to go to the Forest of Conspiracy to spend their lives together.

Tang Luren looked around and saw Tang San in a coma and Tang Hao sitting on the side.

Tang Hao glanced at Tang Luren and said, “Wake up, just explain the kidnapping of my son.”

Tang Luren looked at Tang Hao speechlessly, his back supported by the wallpaper.

An icy aura came from Tang Hao, and his murderous aura came like the sharp edge of a sword.

Tang Luren was not afraid at all. Tang Hao didn’t use his true strength at all. He had only murderous intent and no killing intent. He just wanted to test Tang Luren.

As a disciple of the Tang Sect, Tang Luren was afraid of this level of murderousness as a joke.

Tang San was stimulated by the murderous aura to wake up: “Dad, what are you doing.”

Tang Hao saw Tang San withdraw his murderous aura.

“Brother Lu Ren, are you okay?” Tang San asked worriedly.

Tang Luren shook his head.

Tang Hao sat down next to the tree again, as if his wife had forgotten his father.

Seeing Tang Hao doing this, Tang San felt a little funny in his heart.

“Dad, don’t be angry about me and Lu Ren, it’s Lu Ren who I abducted.”

Of course Tang Hao knew who abducted who, but for Tang Hao, it must be Tang Luren’s fault no matter what. Thinking back to his miserable life, Tang Hao didn’t want to worry about it anymore.

“Forget it, I’m not mingling with you, Tang San, do you hate me for leaving you for eight years?”

Tang San shook his head, “No, I don’t hate it.”

“Why?” Tang Hao asked.

Tang San’s mood at this time has relaxed a bit. Although his father did not say support, he did not say disagree. Tang San was still very happy, with a natural smile on his face, “Because you are my father, my life is You gave it. Without you, how can I be, children will never have the right to blame their parents.”

Listening to Tang San’s words, Tang Hao only felt that his heartbeat had missed a beat. Looking at the 14-year-old son in front of him, his depressed emotions finally couldn’t stand it anymore, and he violently pulled Tang San into him. In his arms, a solid and powerful arm hugged his son tightly.

From birth to now, this was the first time Tang San felt Tang Hao’s love for him. The feeling was so real, even though he had lived two worlds, it was the first time he had this feeling. Even the master he had always regarded as his father could not give him such a feeling.

Tang Hao’s movements were rude, the strength of his arms even made Tang San’s bones rattle slightly, but when his father embraced him like steel, Tang San felt unprecedented relaxation, affection, is this the feeling of affection?

“I know you have a lot of questions to ask me.” Tang Hao pushed Tang San away, letting him sit in front of him again. Tang San found that his father’s eyes were a little red.

Tang San nodded.

Tang Hao said, “The voice you heard was mine when you used the Soul Real Body that day. There are many things you don’t need to know now. Because you don’t have the ability to know yet. From now on, you will follow mine. Arrange for cultivation, and when you meet my requirements one day, I will tell you everything. Cough cough.”

Having said this, Tang Hao coughed twice and vomited a mouthful of dark red blood to the side.

“Dad, are you hurt?” Tang San wanted to get up, but was held down by Tang Hao.

“It’s nothing, it’s just that it caused a little old injury today.” Tang Hao’s expression returned to calm, as if it was not him who was injured.