Douluo Dalu: The Eyes That Defy Fate

Chapter 393 Pain! It hurts so much!
The strange looks from others did not affect Qian Renxue's good mood. She continued to step on Tang San's head and keep rubbing it.

It was as if he wanted to return to him, without reservation, all the humiliation of the crushing defeat he suffered at Jialing Pass and all the humiliation of his wanderings over the past ten thousand years.

The ruthlessness of the kick sent chills down the spines of the gods present, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Damn, this ruthless guy's heels are as thick as chopsticks; when he kicks someone, they leave a small dent.

Not only that, you even imbued it with the noble power of an angel, are you really afraid that you won't be able to kill someone with that kick!

Looking at Tang San's mangled head, apart from a very few gods with peculiar tastes, everyone else secretly decided that they must not provoke this madman.

Such an 'outstanding' woman, probably only her own boss could tame her!

Before long, Qian Renxue, having had enough of stepping on things, finally lifted her foot and gently shook it a few times with a hint of disgust, as if trying to shake off something disgusting.

"Tang San, are you familiar with this sword?"

As she spoke, she made a grasping motion with her right hand, and a beautifully crafted, gold-and-white one-handed longsword appeared out of thin air, radiating a rich aura of holiness and light.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed the Angelic Holy Sword, a divine artifact exclusively for the Angel Godhood, which Qian Renxue had painstakingly reforged with the help of Electrolux.

At the same time, Tang San, who was waiting for death to come, vaguely heard someone calling his name. He then subconsciously opened his eyes and saw the long blade in front of him.

The familiar appearance, the powerful aura, and the golden patterns representing justice and order immediately awakened the memories dormant in his mind.

"This is the Angelic Holy Sword, how can it be... cough cough."

Before he could finish speaking, a large amount of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs suddenly gushed out, turning into a blood mist that flew towards the angel's holy sword.

However, just a second before the angel's power was about to touch the sword, it suddenly erupted, and golden flames blazed from the blade, instantly incinerating all the filth.

"It seems you're not quite senile yet; at least you still remember this weapon that killed you once."

While searching for any relatively intact parts of Tang San's body, Qian Renxue spoke in an extremely gentle tone that sent chills down one's spine.

"Don't worry, I'm no longer qualified to kill you. At most, I can only torture you physically and mentally."

Immediately afterwards, the angel god who prided himself on justice walked briskly and happily to Tang San's side.

Then, amidst the confused and terrified gazes of the crowd, he raised the holy sword high, smiled, and forcefully thrust it between their thighs, then plunged it diagonally downwards.

puff!

呲!
"Ah! My **!"

Whether it was because of the intense pain or some other reason, Tang San, who had been like a dead dog, began to struggle frantically.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it writhed its broken body like a maggot.

He didn't even care about the seven divine weapons stuck in his body; all he wanted to do was get the foreign object that had entered his back.

"Hey, why is this different from what Madam Ruoruo said?"

The pleasant, melodious self-talk suddenly sounded like a series of death knells, echoing in everyone's ears and startling them.

Can't you stop pretending to be cute and innocent, you dignified angel?!

Even if we haven't played those special games between men, we at least know a little bit about the details!
What tough person could stand that!
Despite having a thousand complaints on their lips, the scene remained quiet.

Of course, this is on the premise that we need to ignore Tang San's howls of pain, the hissing sound of blood gushing out, and the sound of Qian Renxue's high heels falling into the void.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong, who had been watching from a distance, opened her mouth wide, as if she wanted to say something.

As a result, all the words stuck in my throat, and I suddenly realized what this troublesome daughter was really thinking.

'In pursuit of the Lord, can even the principles of justice that you have always upheld be temporarily abandoned?'

'She truly is my good daughter!'

'As your mother, I'm determined to help you. Even the Lord can't stop me, I'm telling you!'

In contrast, Qian Renxue pretended to be casual, but secretly glanced at Lin Po not far away. Seeing the playful look on his lips, her heart suddenly skipped a beat. But before she could think about whether she had messed something up, she suddenly heard a cryptic voice transmission in her ear.

'Come find me when you get back.'

These few words alone brought immense joy to the angel god.

Then he immediately drew the Angelic Sword and obediently retreated to Bibi Dong's side, leaving her completely bewildered.

What are you grinning about? Is it a side effect of your soul being resurrected?

No, I have to ask Old Yi to help me check. She's my only daughter, and I can't let her go astray!
Meanwhile, the five Shrek Seven Devils noticed that Bibi Dong hadn't made any moves for some reason, so they took Qian Renxue's place and surrounded Tang San, having a long-awaited 'heart-to-heart talk' with him.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing spoke one after another, discussing the past, the present, and even stabbing Tang San, their words and actions completely unconcerned.

But after listening to it, all it contained was an expression of their resentment and regret.

Only Ma Hongjun remained standing there, silent, his fiery red eyes burning with complex emotions.

Compared to his other siblings, he was the one who received the most help from Tang San, but Bai Chenxiang was always a thorn in his heart.

For decades, every minute and every second has been piercing his flesh and soul.

"Tang San, have you ever regretted it?"

The sudden questioning forced Dai Mubai and the other three to stop what they were doing, and they all took a step back, leaving space for Ma Hongjun.

"Ma Hongjun? Are you talking about Bai Chenxiang?"

At this moment, Tang San had completely lost the ability to move. Only his throat and mouth were still intact, so he could still respond to Ma Hongjun's questions.

"Ha, I never expected that the courtesan from back then would be such a lovelorn man!"

"It's my fault for not thinking things through back then. I only thought about making you pay the price, but I made a mistake and caused you to live in seclusion for more than 20 years."

"Bringing Bai Chenxiang to the realm of gods will better control you. You shouldn't have acted so recklessly. Cough cough!"

Having said that, he gently closed his eyes, awaiting the arrival of the phoenix flames.

He wants to die!
Because only death can free us from the inhuman torture we suffer!

To his utter surprise, Ma Hongjun, upon hearing these hurtful words, did not react with the fury he had imagined.

Even his facial expression remained unchanged, maintaining its original indifference.

"Before the battle, the master gave orders that no one was allowed to take action without authorization to kill Tang San on the battlefield. As a subordinate, I naturally had to obey the order."

"Besides, death is too easy for you, Tang San. I'll be waiting for you in the 'Netherworld Prison'."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of purplish-red flame rose and ignited from Ma Hongjun's hand, exuding an eerie aura.

Tang San was puzzled upon seeing this.

Why does this phoenix flame feel like some kind of evil fire from the past?
Only a slight chill was felt in the still-bleeding spot, as if something terrifying was about to be encountered.

Seeing that their brothers hadn't lost their temper due to the provocation, Shrek and his friends secretly breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew their attempts to stop them.

That bastard has done all sorts of bad things!
Even on his deathbed, he was still thinking of tricking them one last time!
"Sister Dong, it's your turn. We're leaving now!"

Ning Rongrong took Zhu Zhuqing's arm and walked to Bibi Dong's side, giving her a light nudge, completely ignoring the three Shrek men.

Dai Mubai and his two companions didn't seem to care much either. They put their arms around each other's shoulders and walked to a corner, whispering amongst themselves.

"I'll just let it go. So many years have passed, and I've come to terms with many things. I'm living a happy life now, so why should we be trapped by the past?"

Bibi Dong's open-minded attitude surprised everyone, who couldn't believe such words could come from her mouth.

After all, among all those who have a grudge against Tang San, she is definitely among the top three.

(End of this chapter)