Chapter 133 Third-rate sadomasochism drama
‘It would be great if I also went to Camelot.’ This was Angela’s reaction after hearing that Yu Xiaogang’s master and apprentice were going to Camelot a few months ago.
It's a pity that they didn't take her with them. When Angela heard about it, they were already on their way.
Yu Xiaogang and Tang San went to Camelot, so Tang Hao would most likely follow them. To be honest, Angela was excited at this time.
But after looking at the map, Angela chose to give up. Reality is not a game or novel. You can reach thousands of miles away by opening a portal or turning the camera with a few words. Traveling takes time.
If Angela was just alone, she didn't believe Tang Hao could know where she was running.
But she is not. She also has an elderly grandfather and the village where she grew up. She can run alone, but she cannot run away from the Holy Soul Village.
As for whether Tang Hao is a person who knows how to massacre villages, Angela doesn't dare to bet. There are wanted notices posted all over the mainland. Maybe people will keep an eye on her and the Holy Soul Village at any time. If there is any special move, they will probably
Gone.
So Angela continued to stay at Notting College and studied painting honestly. By the way, she asked the dean of the college and the Lord of Notting to take her to the Star Dou Forest to solve the problem of the third soul ring.
Now, the pair of masters and apprentices who went to Camelot are probably back, but Angela is not sure that these two strange-looking people are the two masters and apprentices.
As if they sensed someone behind them, the two figures turned their heads and glanced at Angela.
Angela frowned, and there was a feeling of disgust coming from that short figure. How to describe it, it was as if it was a very disgusting thing, and she wanted to rush up and remove it from the world immediately.
The short figure just glanced at Angela, and then the eyes behind the mask lowered their eyelids, hiding murderous intent.
The short figure was none other than Tang San. How could he not hate him? How could he not have murderous intentions?
It was variables like Angela that made him what he is now and everything he is now.
Not to mention, Tang San had sparred with Angela before, and he knew very well what Angela's radiant martial spirit was and what her soul skills were.
It was a combination of a knight's sword, a knight's shield, the first soul skill, Wrath of the Goddess, and the second soul skill, Flashing Sword.
That was too much like a paladin. If he had come into contact with a paladin before contacting Angela, Tang San would 100% think that Angela was a paladin.
Of course, it's still the same sentence. He, Tang San, needs the power of revenge now, a super martial spirit. Without the genius of the Shrek Seven Devils in his previous life, it's worth suppressing his murderous intention.
Apart from being aloof from Tang San, Angela didn't do anything particularly displeasing to him.
A super genius, he is also very good as a backup food.
Tang San thought this way, but Angela didn't think so. Because of her martial spirit, she had always been particularly sensitive to murderous intent and malice, and she felt the vague murderous intent just now.
A burst of light flashed, and a knight's sword with purple body, golden hilt, and starlight flowing throughout appeared on Angela's right hand.
Anyone who looked at it would think it was a very beautiful sword, and it suited Angela's appearance and temperament very well, but Tang San began to feel a sense of disgust and anger from the bottom of his heart.
It was so similar. He had not seen many high-level paladins in Camelot, and he had never seen them take action. Only when he was expelled from Camelot that day, he was lucky enough to see two who were obviously above level 40.
The high-level paladin took action, although the price was that his face ached in pain when he thought about it.
Although the two paladins were serving him with fists and big feet from beginning to end, he could see the sword hanging on the waist of the gray armored paladin.
It can only be said that when he saw Angela's martial spirit, he felt his face hurt again, and the feeling of powerlessness that day seemed to reappear in his heart, which made him extremely ashamed and angry.
"Who are you and why are you here at Notting College?"
Although Angela had a rough guess in her mind, she still asked.
"Three gie!!!!"
Just as Tang San was about to respond, an affectionate shout came from upstairs.
Looking up, it was Xiao Wu who Tang San had been thinking about all the time.
"It's third brother. Why did you wear a mask and a black robe today? I didn't even recognize you."
Angela withdrew her martial spirit with a surprised look on her face. She still had to perform the show. At the same time, Angela was also wondering, how did the rabbit spirit recognize this thing?
Is it possible that true love can break through everything?
Tang San didn't respond to Angela, he couldn't care anymore, this was the love of his life, and...
Anyway, he just looked lovingly at Xiao Wu who had her head exposed upstairs.
As if he thought of something, Tang San felt panicked for no reason, and his eyes suddenly dodge when he looked at Xiao Wu.
Only then did he think that he was no longer the Tang San he was before. If Xiao Wu knew who he was now, would he continue to be by his side?
Will you continue to call yourself third brother willingly?
Although he was very confident in the love between the two, when things came to a head, Tang San couldn't guarantee it.
Fortunately, Xiao Wu did not disappoint Tang San and jumped down from upstairs, looking at Tang San on the ground with a look of joy.
Tang San caught Xiao Wu in a hurry and looked at Xiao Wu affectionately.
"Xiao Wu~"
Angela next to her took a few steps back. She had already left according to her past habits. This scene gave me goosebumps!
Isn’t it embarrassing?! What kind of third-rate sadomasochism drama are you two doing here?
But Angela suddenly became curious today. She wanted to know why Tang San wore a mask and a black robe.
And then, living up to Angela's expectations, Xiao Wu took off Tang San's mask and looked at Tang San affectionately, as if she wanted to kiss him.
Angela took a few steps back, and at the same time a chill rose from the soles of her feet. Is that special cat a human???
Tang San's face was so real, Angela felt that she had seen a lot in her two lifetimes, but she still couldn't see anything human from that face!
What's even more chilling is that Xiao Wu seems to be unable to see Tang San's face, and is still looking at Tang San with an affectionate expression!
As a human being, no matter how familiar you are, you will always feel a little uncomfortable! But the rabbit spirit doesn't seem to be there.
Then, Angela saw a few black lines emerging on the rabbit spirit's smooth thighs.
She was even more shocked. Could it be that it was really a third-rate sadomasochism drama? Did she read the wrong script?
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu with a moved expression. She was indeed his Xiao Wu, his lover. Even though he was like this, he could still recognize him. Even though he was like this, he was still the same as before.
Just when Tang San was moved and wanted to give Xiao Wu a kiss, Xiao Wu's body suddenly slowly fell from his arms.
But his face still had that affectionate look.
"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu!"
"Don't scare me, what's wrong with you?!"
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu in his arms with a horrified expression, and hurriedly reached out his hand to touch Xiao Wu's nose.
Angela next to her was so shocked that she was no longer a human being! What kind of monster is that hand?!
(End of chapter)
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