Douluo: My Wuhun is actually myself

Song Wuque looked at him and said amusedly: "I said you were right. When did I promise you? You are quite strange."

Shouldn't it be you who is weird? Why do you always act out of common sense?Tang San's eyes were dark.

Even the five elders just thought that Song Wuque had agreed to Tang San's request and wanted to let him go. After all, the temptation of two soul bones was not small.

Tang San coughed up a mouthful of blood and said in a somewhat sad voice: "Don't you want those two soul bones?"

Song Wuque looked at him and said, "I don't care, and I believe those two soul bones should be in your body now."

Tang San:"……"

Song Wuque really guessed it.

Tang San didn't hide the two soul bones that Tang Hao gave him to return to the Haotian Sect. They were just lying there in the bright moonlit night of his 24 Bridges.

Tang San collapsed.

At this time, all the meridians in his body were severed. Even if he could survive, he would only be a disabled person.

God, why are you so unfair? Why did you give me a chance to live a new life and then let me meet such an opponent? You might as well not let me be reborn.

Unfortunately, hateful.

God damn thief.

Then, he thought of his few relatives and friends.

Xiao Wu, I don’t know where she is now. Is she okay?You weren't caught?

I don’t know what’s going on with the teacher’s body. Is he still in pain down there?

Tang San was really unwilling to do so.

He has not yet promoted the Tang Sect's hidden weapons in this world.

God, why are you playing tricks on me like this?

Damn it, even the thief deserves to die.

Not fair, not fair at all.

Thinking about it, Tang San suddenly laughed, as if he was crazy: "Hahaha, Song Wuque, you just have a better life. If God gives me a little more time, wait until I put the hidden weapons in front of the Tang Sect." After refining it, you may not be my opponent. In front of the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, you can only kneel down and beg for mercy. You are just a clown."

Hearing that Tang San was talking so shamelessly, Song Wuque hit him mercilessly: "You are just a frog in a well, sitting in a well looking at the sky. As I said, your hidden weapons are just children's toys, they are useless."

"You don't understand. It's you who is the frog in the well. You don't understand." Tang San recalled his previous life with a confused look on his face.

Seeing his crazy look, Song Wuque didn't mind breaking through his faith and sneered: "I don't understand? It's you who don't understand, Tang San, is it just your indiscriminate Xuantian Technique? By peacock feathers? By heavy rain and pear blossom needles? By Buddha's wrathful lotus? By Guanyin's tears? By Bodhi blood? By your letter from the King of Hell? You are really funny."

As Song Wuque spoke these words, Tang San's eyes opened wider and wider, finally turning into a look of horror.

"You...how do you know who you really are?"

This was the secret that Tang San kept deepest in his heart.

He always thought that he was the only one in the world who understood.

But now that Song Wuque said it in a flat and contemptuous tone, Tang San couldn't express the shock in his heart with words.

"It's no wonder that your eyesight is so shallow. After all, you have lived in the Tang Sect since you were a child and have never traveled in the world. Otherwise, you would know that the Tang Sect you believe in is not even a third-rate sect in that world. Come on, so what are you if you’re not a frog in the well?”

Song Wuque's words directly touched Tang San's heart.

Every word he spoke seemed to be like a Buddha's Angry Tang Lotus blooming in his body, constantly crushing and destroying him.

Tang San's faith collapsed at this moment.

"You're talking nonsense. Who are you?" This question has now become the only obsession in Tang San's heart.

"who am I?"

Song Wuque leaned close to Tang San's ear and said with a chuckle: "Hey, you Tang Clan traitor, do you want to know? I won't tell you."

In the world I used to live in, everyone could be a God of Creation as long as they wanted to.

"Bastard!" Tang San's expression once again changed from madness to anger.

"You can go and die. Remember, don't mess with me in the next life. No, don't come to the human world in the next life."

Song Wuque said, directly shattering Tang San's heart with a palm.

Tang San's eyes widened and he tilted his head, eyes wide open.

[Ding, mission accomplished.Rewards obtained: two god-given soul rings. 】

[Rewards have been distributed to storage backpacks. 】

The system's voice came as expected, but Song Wuque ignored it and took off Tang San's belt.

This is Tang San's storage soul guide, the 24-Bridge Moonlight Night given to him by Yu Xiaogang.

Song Wuque looked inside and easily found the two soul bones placed inside.

He took out the two soul bones that belonged to the Haotian Sect.

On the left side is a reduced version of the right arm bone, which is completely black. The deep black brilliance is restrained, but the strong and violent energy fluctuations cannot be ignored.

On the right side is a reduced version of the left leg bone. The whole body is dark green, and the energy fluctuation is no lower than the previous right arm bone. These are two extremely complete soul bones.

Seeing this, the five elders gathered around him with fiery gazes in their eyes.

"This is Tang Hao's soul bone. It's really not simple. You can tell at a glance that they are all ten thousand year old soul bones. There is even one top grade soul bone that is over 5 years old." Yueguan sighed.

Song Wuque stepped aside and let them inspect the soul bones, and then said: "Five elders, I promised you that if anyone finds Tang San, I will privately reward him with a soul bone, but unfortunately, you can't People find them, so these two soul bones have no fate with you anymore. I will hand them back to Wuhun Palace and reward them based on their merits in the future."

"It should be so." Ghost Leopard Douluo said.

"Yes, we didn't find this brat, so of course there is no reward. Assistant Professor Song doesn't have to worry about it." Holy Dragon Douluo said.

"Assistant Professor Song found Tang San, Assistant Professor Song can keep a piece of his soul bone." Aback Douluo said.

"I support!" Ghost Douluo rarely said.

Song Wuque shook his head and said with a smile: "Haha, forget it, just think of it as the prize I saved in the Spirit Hall."

How could he tell these elders that he still had many soul bones in his storage backpack?

Moreover, these soul bones are not old enough for him to look down on. This is the key.

Song Wuque's vision is not as high as usual now.

But the elders are not fools. They know that the world-famous Haotian Douluo cannot only have these two soul bones.

The rest of the soul bones have probably been pocketed by Assistant Professor Song.

It's just that they all tacitly agree and don't say it out loud.

They are not qualified to manage Assistant Professor Song.

Even if Assistant Professor Song puts away these two soul bones, they have nothing to complain about. Instead, they hope that Assistant Teacher Song will do this.

After all, Assistant Professor Song is the future hope of Wuhun Palace.

Everyone hopes that Assistant Professor Song can grow faster and lead Wuhun Palace to a new peak.

Not to mention that Assistant Professor Song had saved the lives of five elders before. They were all so grateful that it was too late to be grateful.

Song Wuque continued: "I can't give soul bones to the five elders, but I can see the hard work of the elders these days."

"It just so happens that I have collected a lot of heavenly materials and treasures here. This is considered a personal gift from me to the five elders. I ask the elders to accept it."

Song Wuque thought for a moment, took out five herbs from the storage space, and handed them to the five elders respectively.

If Dugu Bo were here, he would probably be so depressed that he would vomit blood.

Because these herbs were picked from near his ice and fire eyes.

……