Inside the small teahouse.
Because Evil Blood Douluo had sensed something.
Ye Qiu changed his observation target to the deceased Tang Hao.
Looking at Tang San embracing a dead person.
Ye Qiu felt extremely strange.
Are these guys trying to win over Tang San using this method? But wouldn't such a method be exposed sooner or later?
Seeing Ye Qiu frown.
Bone Douluo, sitting opposite him, felt as if a cat was scratching at his heart.
He was filled with curiosity.
...
"Haha, Tang San, my virtuous nephew, no need for formalities, no need!"
Evil Blood Douluo changed his usual sinister and bloodthirsty demeanor.
He smiled, not exactly kindly, but certainly gently, and stepped down from his seat to personally help Tang San up.
"Given my friendship with your father, it's only right that I save him."
Tang San straightened up, looking at his father.
He opened and closed his mouth, as if he had a thousand words to tell him.
To conceal Tang Hao's dull eyes, Tang Hao passively turned away, saying in a deep voice, "Little San, just say whatever you want to say."
"Father, where have you been all these years? Also… who exactly is my mother? Where is she? Why did we settle in Saint Spirit Village?"
Tang San poured out all the doubts in his heart like spilling beans.
"Alas~ I left to protect you... cough cough~"
As Tang Hao spoke, he suddenly started coughing violently, even spitting out a mouthful of blood.
A bloody smell filled the room.
"Father!"
Tang San was greatly alarmed and quickly went forward to support him.
His eyes were filled with deep panic.
"Brother Tang Hao! Quickly sit down, sit down. With such a serious injury, let Hun Feng explain things on your behalf."
"Your business is my business, I know everything, I understand!"
Evil Blood Douluo also moved quickly, helping Tang Hao sit back down.
At this moment, Tang Hao's face was pale, his eyes unfocused, clearly looking like he was on the verge of death.
He spoke with difficulty to Evil Blood Douluo, "Brother Evil Blood, then I'll trouble you..."
"It's no trouble."
Evil Blood Douluo shook his head, a flash of blood-red light appeared in his hand, and he slapped it onto Tang Hao's chest.
"Your Excellency..."
Under Tang San's somewhat nervous gaze.
Evil Blood Douluo slapped down.
Tang Hao's complexion suddenly improved.
"Thank you for your help, Your Excellency."
Tang San quickly thanked him, then immediately pressed on.
"Father, who exactly injured you? Little San will definitely make him repay it a hundredfold!"
Evil Blood Douluo raised his hand, gesturing for Tang San to be silent: "Alright, Tang San, my virtuous nephew, let us answer your questions. Let your father rest well."
Next.
Using Tang Hao's severe injuries as an excuse.
Hun Feng answered all these questions for Tang San one by one.
When Tang San learned.
That Tang Hao's injuries were all caused by Spirit Hall, and that his mother, whom he had never met, was also killed by Spirit Hall.
A monstrous hatred immediately surged in his heart.
His eyes turned blood-red, his face became distorted, and his voice was bone-chillingly cold.
"Spirit Hall! What a Spirit Hall!"
"This is truly going too far! If I, Tang San, do not avenge this, I am unworthy of being a son!"
Tang San gritted his teeth.
Spirit Hall's actions were courting death!
Evil Blood Douluo and the others watched him, a cold sneer forming in their hearts.
...
Ye Qiu also noticed Tang San's appearance.
When he and Xiao Wu displayed their affection in front of him, Tang San's distorted face was no worse than this.
"Did they tell him about Tang San's background?"
Ye Qiu murmured.
He put away his Sharingan, no longer monitoring.
Ye Qiu had already understood the purpose of those Evil Soul Masters today.
It was nothing more than to win over Tang San.
But such an elaborate method of winning someone over, even bringing out a dead person, was clearly not very necessary.
So their true purpose remained to be debated.
But no matter what.
Ye Qiu also decided to kill Tang San as soon as possible!
If they truly got tangled up, there would be no more opportunities.
A level ninety-eight Titled Douluo was no joke.
If he really wanted to forcefully kill someone.
Even if Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo went together, they might not be able to stop him.
Bone Douluo asked curiously:
"Kid, how was it?"
Ye Qiu nodded slightly.
"That's enough. There's nothing more to gain by watching. We should go back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School first and discuss it with Uncle Ning."
"Alright, let's go now."
Bone Douluo agreed, and with a wave of his hand, a dark, black hole appeared before the two of them.
After the two of them entered it, it quickly closed.
Standing in the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ye Qiu also looked at Bone Douluo with some surprise.
To a certain extent, the other party's speed in traveling back and forth between the two places was much faster than his own.
"Hey, kid, what kind of look is that? My abilities are limited... I can't compare to you!"
Bone Douluo frowned.
He was somewhat displeased with Ye Qiu's surprised expression.
"Uh, kid, that's not what I meant."
Ye Qiu chuckled dryly.
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo also walked into the main hall from the backyard.
Interrupting their conversation.
"Ye Qiu, Bone Senior, how is the situation?"
Bone Douluo pushed Ye Qiu forward: "Let this kid speak, I didn't see anything..."
"I say, old bone, when did you become so useless?" Sword Douluo couldn't help but mock.
"Hmph! Do you think you'd be much better if you went? There's a pleasure house next to that restaurant, all I saw were girls, and I don't have x-ray vision like this kid."
Bone Douluo snorted coldly, displeased.
"Pleasure house? And x-ray vision?!"
Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi looked at Ye Qiu, the strangeness in their eyes making Ye Qiu feel uncomfortable all over.
Ye Qiu looked embarrassed, chuckling, "Hehe... Th-that location was chosen by Bone Senior."
"Cough cough... Alright, alright, let's sit down and tell us what you found."
Ning Fengzhi coughed twice dryly.
He led Ye Qiu and the others to sit down in the main hall.
Ye Qiu organized his thoughts, then slowly recounted his discoveries: that Tang Hao was already dead and had been refined into a puppet, and his conjectures about the Evil Soul Masters trying to win over Tang San.
"Tang Hao was refined into a puppet? And he reunited with Tang San as father and son?"
Hearing this news.
Ning Fengzhi also frowned tightly.
"Kid, you're right. If Tang San discovered that Tang Hao was dead, wouldn't all their efforts be in vain?"
"Fengzhi... what do you think?"
Sword Douluo also couldn't understand, so he had to throw the question to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's strategist, the Sect Master.
Ning Fengzhi sighed.
"This continent won't be peaceful for too long. The Evil Soul Masters are plotting something too big!"
Bone Douluo was stunned for a moment.
"Plotting something too big? What do you mean..."
"Clear Sky Sect!"
Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice.
"Just for a twin spirits Tang San, Evil Blood and the others absolutely don't need to go to this extent!"
"And on Tang San, what they can plot, besides his talent, is only his identity and the forces behind him!"
"They are probably trying to establish a more solid relationship with Tang San, so they can interfere with the Four Single-Attribute Sects, and even the Clear Sky Sect!"
"Hiss!"
Bone Douluo couldn't help but gasp:
"These rats, it's one thing for them to show themselves, but they even dare to scheme against the Upper Three Sects!"
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