Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 32 You thought you had changed into another appearance... (Two in one)

Half a month later, the dawn broke and the morning glow illuminated this quiet little village.

The first time Ren and Tang San met was on a simple stone road, led by the old village chief Jack, who had white hair and a face full of traces of time. Today, they will embark on a journey to Nottingham together and start a new chapter in their lives.

At this moment, Jack was leading the blade and walking slowly on the bumpy path, surrounded by the busy figures of early-rising villagers and the occasional crowing of chickens and barking of dogs.

Ren followed Jack silently, his eyes firm and deep, as if he was thinking about something. The carriage they were about to take was quietly waiting at the entrance of the village, and the driver was leisurely smoking a pipe and watching the couple walking slowly.

"Haha, oh, that drunkard Tang Hao always thought that I, an old man, was easy to fool, so he found an excuse to send me away, saying that you would not come back. And as soon as you came back, I came to your door." Jack said as he walked, with a bit of anger and tolerance in his tone.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!" Jack said, stroking his beard with his calloused hands, his eyes flashing with relief. Blade still had his hands folded, expressionless, but his eyes vaguely revealed respect for the old man.

Yesterday, with a little regret, Old Jack habitually walked to the hut where Ren once lived. He didn't expect that as soon as he walked to the door, he saw Ren's familiar back. This scene made Old Jack so excited that he could hardly speak. He didn't expect that this gifted child would actually come back.

Originally three months ago, Old Jack planned to send the two children to Nottingham today to start their cultivation journey. But who knew that Blade suddenly left without saying goodbye before leaving and disappeared without a trace.

Facing Jack's inquiry, Blade simply replied that he had some personal matters to deal with, without going into details. But old Jack didn't care about these details. As long as he could see Blade safe and sound and see his unparalleled talent being displayed, he was satisfied.

Jack's mind was full of fantasies. He imagined that one day he would become successful in his studies and become famous, but he would never forget his roots and remember that he came from the small place of Holy Soul Village.

At that time, he could also brag to the older generation in the village that he had witnessed the growth of a hero. Perhaps, Blade's future achievements would surpass the Soul Saint that had appeared in the village. By then, it would not only be his personal glory, but the entire Holy Soul Village might be renamed because of him and become a legendary place.

Soon, Old Jack went in with Blade. At this time, he didn't know that Tang Hao had already left the Holy Soul Village. He just wanted to go in with Blade and give that drunkard a good slap in the face!
And Ren naturally didn't know that Tang Hao had already left. He was still looking forward to Tang Hao's wonderful and horrified expression when he saw him suddenly come back! ! That must be a mixture of horror and disbelief. Just thinking about this kind of scene makes people excited and crazy!

Moreover, this will surely gain a lot of role-playing progress!

Blade gently took out the broken sword that had accompanied him for many years. The sword body faintly emitted a cold light. He hugged it tightly to his chest, as if it was the source of his strength. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes flashed with anticipation, following closely behind Old Jack.

The two walked through the courtyard, the sun shining through the treetops on them, creating mottled light and shadows. The flowers and plants in the courtyard seemed to be swaying gently, as if cheering for the scene they were about to perform. Pushing open the familiar door, the silence inside the house was in sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle outside.

"Xiaosan, grandpa is here to pick you up." As soon as he stepped into the house, Jack's voice was filled with joy. His voice echoed in the empty room with a hint of pride that could not be ignored.

At the same time, he turned around and shouted deep into the house, "Tang Hao, I'm going to take Xiao San away to Notting City. I'm telling you, aren't you going to come out and see Xiao San off?" There was a hint of provocation in Jack's words. He knew Tang Hao's temper. This seemingly ordinary inquiry was actually meant to provoke this former alcoholic.

As Jack walked into the room, his eyes quickly locked onto Tang San who was practicing hammer techniques. At this moment, when Tang San first saw Jack, he smiled happily, but his sight quickly passed through Jack and fell on the figure he couldn't ignore. When he saw Jian holding the familiar sword, Tang San's smile instantly froze, as if it was frozen on his face.

His eyes widened on the spot, and the hammer in his hand almost fell to the ground in shock! Tang San's heart was in turmoil. He was obviously looking forward to meeting Blade again, but why did he feel an unspeakable fear in his heart when he really faced him!

Tang San took a deep breath and quickly calmed down. He reminded himself in his heart that he was the protagonist and the blade was just a grinding stone on his way to growth. There was nothing to be afraid of! He tried to calm his expression and showed the composure and style that a protagonist should have.

"Haha, Blade is here too." Tang San tried to remain calm and said with a smile, but there was still a hint of trembling in his voice.

Ren ignored him completely and just stared at him coldly without any emotion in his eyes.

At this moment, as Ren's gaze met Tang San, the voice of the system immediately rang in his mind.

[Ding, the protagonist is so scared when he sees the host! Roleplay progress increased: 0.01%! ]

[Current role-playing progress: 17.79%! ]

Hearing this, a hint of madness flashed in Ren's eyes. He stared at Tang San closely. Those blood-red eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the soul, making Tang San feel a chill involuntarily, and goose bumps instantly stood up all over his body.

Tang San couldn't stand Ren's oppressive look. The experience of being beaten by Ren before now flooded back into his memory like a torrent.

Tang San, who never admitted that he was arrogant, had all his memories revived at this moment. The fear of being dominated by the Three-Body Human Blade once again enveloped his heart.

I remember it now, I remember it all!
Tang San's heartbeat quickened, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. He could no longer look into Ren's suffocating eyes, and quickly shifted his gaze, trying to escape from the invisible pressure.

Jack didn't notice the tense atmosphere between the two. He still smiled and said with the kindness of an elder: "Oh, both of you are good children. Xiao San is great and is still making iron. By the way, where is your father?"

Tang San took over Jack's topic, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice, he tried his best to make his voice sound natural: "Ahaha Grandpa Jack, my dad had something to do and left early, he's not here, I'll get ready right away and leave with you!"

"Ah? Tang Hao left? Leaving you alone again? As for him! Really, I don't know what to say about him! He didn't fulfill his responsibilities as a father at all!!" Jack frowned involuntarily when he heard this, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen at this moment, revealing his dissatisfaction and worry about Tang Hao's behavior.

"Hey, Xiao San is still sensible. Come on, grandpa will take you to Notting City!" Jack said with a sigh, but he quickly adjusted his mood. He didn't want Tang San to feel uneasy because of his father's affairs.

After saying that, Jack walked forward and gently touched Tang San's head. His calloused hands conveyed warmth and comfort. A smile reappeared on his face, and that smile was like sunshine, illuminating the haze in Tang San's heart. Jack's eyes were full of encouragement and expectation, as if telling Tang San that no matter what happened, he had the ability to face the upcoming challenges.

Tang San behaved very well. He lowered his head and let Grandpa Jack's palm gently stroke his head, but his eyes secretly glanced at Ren standing by the door.

And Ren just had a playful smile on his face, as if silently mocking him, implying that he could only accept his fate of being patted on the head.

Feeling Ren's provocative eyes, Tang San felt a surge of nameless anger in his heart. He didn't know what Ren's attitude meant, but as long as he saw Ren's contemptuous eyes, he felt like he was poked in the sore spot again. He clenched his teeth and clenched his fists unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white.

At this moment, as a time traveler, Blade naturally saw all of this. He sneered, but felt a little regretful in his heart. This kid just didn't understand the rules of the Naruto game world. If he knew what patting the head meant, he would have been so angry that his face would have turned red and his neck would have been thick.

It's become super red and warm!
Ren thought, if he understood this, then when he beat him up in the future, he could also touch his head deliberately after he was knocked down, so as to anger him and gain more role-playing progress. After all, the angrier this kid is, the more intense his reaction will be, and the higher the role-playing progress bonus the system will give. Ren felt that he could play this kind of game with ease.

"Let's go, kids, let's go to Nottingham!" Jack's voice was full of energy. He patted Tang San's head gently, his eyes showing his love for the child. After that, Jack turned around and motioned for them to follow him out.

Seeing this, Tang San nodded, and slowly followed, his steps slightly heavy.

However, Ren stood still, his eyes were like two sharp knives, staring at Tang San intently. That gaze seemed to have substantial pressure, making Tang San feel like he was dragging a thousand-pound weight every time he took a step forward, and the weight seemed to increase exponentially as the distance shortened.

When Tang San walked to Ren's side, he gritted his teeth, his father's instructions echoed in his mind, and he decided to avoid his sharp edge first. He said carefully: "Ren, how are you? From now on, as classmates, let's work hard together."

"Also, I, Tang San, will always treat you as a friend, just like I said before!" The dramatic Tang San spoke with a hint of sincerity and innocence. He tried his best to make his voice sound calm.
Hearing this, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Ren's mouth. Ren felt like he was going to die of laughter when he said this! Be friends with a little jerk?
Sure enough, being next to him, we are really close to the other side!

"Haha, I just want to be friends with death, can you?" There was a hint of coldness in Ren's voice, his eyes were flashing bloodshot, and his excitement was beyond words, as if the mention of death made him feel an inexplicable pleasure.

Hearing this, Tang San was so angry that his teeth were clattering, and his fists were clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh. His heart was like a raging sea, and he cursed Ren in his heart countless times! The mixed emotions of anger and helplessness made his face look extremely ugly.

But what can he do? His father's words still echoed in his ears. He was not able to resist now, and he didn't even dare to show the courage to resist. He could only remind himself in his heart not to be swayed by the influence of the blade, and to adapt to this situation as soon as possible! After all, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. When he has mastered the power of this world, he will have the final say! !

After some inner struggle, Tang San adjusted his mood. He pretended to be very aggrieved and innocent, with a bit of sincerity and awe in his tone: "I'm sorry, Brother Ren, if Tang San has offended you in any way, Brother Ren, please just tell me! Tang San understands that he is still young, just a child, and there are indeed some things he did not do well enough, and he will definitely correct it!"

Tang San was very humble, his eyes revealed a hint of just the right amount of awe and obedience, as if he was really just a child humbly asking for advice. But underneath this humility, he was secretly swearing in his heart, waiting for the day when he could hold his head high and repay today's humiliation a hundredfold.

[Ding! The protagonist is actually very angry, the role-playing progress is increased by 0.01%! ]

[Current role-playing progress: 17.80%! ]

[Ding! Tip: The protagonist listens to his father's advice, pretends to be a grandson, and is gradually adapting to the reaction of being defeated. This will affect the degree of increase in role-playing progress! ]

Hearing the cold prompt tone of the system, Ren frowned slightly, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, thinking that all this was really ridiculous.

"Tang Hao lets his son pretend to be his grandson? Then don't I become his grandfather? And Tang Hao also becomes my son?" Ren secretly mocked in his heart. The relationship between this family seemed ridiculous to him.

However, after Ren remembered the second prompt from the system, his face gradually became solemn. He realized that if Tang San was just acting in front of him, then the progress he earned from acting would be greatly reduced.

What he needed was Tang San's most authentic and direct reaction of being frustrated. This kind of hypocritical performance, what a guy! How could he earn more progress in acting if he was pretending to be with him?

A hint of cruelty flashed in Ren's eyes, and he suddenly remembered Tang San's words just now: "I am still young" - still a little brat? ?

A time-traveling Zhong Deng is so shameless. He has lived to be thirty-six in vain! !
This made him feel a surge of anger. A cold light suddenly flashed in Ren's eyes, like a blade in the north wind, cold and sharp.

Soon, he shook his wrist, and with a clear metallic sound, the sword was in his hand. The sword reflected a dazzling light in the sun, like a galaxy falling from the sky, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Tang San's throat, the sword energy fluctuated, as if ready to cut through the fragile skin at any time.

Tang San's pupils shrank sharply, his expression frozen in shock and disbelief, his mouth slightly opened, but no sound came out. The sudden sword light made him feel an unprecedented threat of death.

"Brother Renren, what are you doing?" Tang San's voice was trembling, like a candle swaying in the wind, which could go out at any time.

The corners of Ren's mouth rose slightly, revealing a playful smile. His eyes were full of madness and irony, and his blood-red pupils were like an abyss, making people feel endless chills at a glance.

A playful smile appeared at the corner of Ren's mouth, and his blood-red eyes stared at Tang San. His eyes were crazy and sarcastic, as if he wanted to see through Tang San's soul.

This made Tang San feel even more frightened, and he always felt that something extremely bad was about to happen!

Soon, as Tang San expected,
Ren, who was sneering playfully, suddenly spoke word by word with a tone as heavy as iron:
"Tang San."

"Do you think that by changing your appearance and identity, you can wipe out your past sins?"

"Hehe." Ren's laughter echoed in the air, carrying a chilling meaning.

As soon as the words fell, the room fell into deathly silence!

Tang San was extremely stunned!

This is his deepest secret!!!
Blade's words were like a sharp blade, accurately cutting through Tang San's defenses, causing Tang San's face to lose all color and his pupils to shrink sharply!

Tang San's body involuntarily took a step back, the fear and uneasiness that penetrated deep into his bones were fully exposed at this moment.

Ren's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Tang San's heart, making Tang San's face turn pale instantly, as if he saw his deepest fear!

When the secret was revealed, it was like a heavy mountain, pressing down on Tang San so hard that he could hardly breathe!

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(End of this chapter)