Just after Gu Yuena left, Tang Wutong said with emotion, "I didn't expect Na'er to have such an identity."
She did not ask about the relationship between Xiang Wuqing and Gu Yuena, because this was secondary. As long as Xiang Wuqing was alive, this was more important than anything else.
Xiang Wuqing smiled slightly, put away the gold and silver token in his hand and said, "The curtain has opened, and the world will become more and more exciting in the future."
Tang Wutong rolled his eyes and said, "Speak humanly."
Flicking up Tang Wutong's short hair, Xiang Wuqing smiled and said, "Just keep an eye on it."
"Ling Yehan."
"Young Master, what's the matter?" Ling Yehan suddenly came to Xiang Wuqing's side and asked.
Holding Tang Wutong's little hand, Xiang Wuqing said casually, "Go and ask the Hunter Guild if it is willing to submit and become an affiliated force of the Noumenon Sect. If not, just destroy it."
Ling Yehan nodded and said, "Okay, I will report it to the sect immediately."
"Oh, one more thing. Carve the seal of the Noumenon Sect on the plaque in Canghuo City." He almost lost his life twice. It would be a great loss for Canghuo City not to accept it.
"Yes, young master."
After that, Xiang Wuqing touched Tang Wutong and said, "Let's go and have a rest. We will go back to school tomorrow."
Tang Wutong blinked, nodded and smiled, "Okay."
As for the arrangement between Mo Xiaolang and Dongfang Bai, and how Tang Wutong came to Canghuo City, Xiang Wuqing didn't want to think about it for the time being. He just wanted to have a good rest tonight, he was too tired and his heart was tired.
Killing a Titled Douluo with three rings, something that no fan would dare to write about, actually happened to him. Although his life was saved in the end, it really left him physically and mentally exhausted.
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Click, close the door, Xiang Qingqing wanted to lie in bed and sleep until dawn.
"Huh? Silly girl, why are you following me? Your room is next to mine."
Phew, Xiang Wuqing lay down on the bed, feeling comfortable.
Tang Wutong came over, put his hands on his hips, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't you even need to change your clothes for sleeping? There is blood on your clothes."
Waving his hands, Xiang Qingqing turned around and lay on the bed and said feebly, "Silly girl, please spare me, I just want to lie down now."
Now to change clothes, it would be better to kill him.
Tang Wutong pouted and said, "Hurry up, change your shirt and pants. I'll wash the head office for you." Looking at the bloodstains all over Xiang Qingwu's body, Tang Wutong's eyes were filled with distress.
Xiang Wuqing couldn't help turning his face and joking, "Did you take the wrong medicine today? Why did you suddenly think of washing my clothes?"
Unexpectedly, Tang Wutong suddenly leaned down and kissed Xiang Wuqing on the face, saying softly, "Be good and be obedient."
Xiang Wuqing was startled by the soft touch.
"Ouch!"
Xiang Wuqing suddenly sat up and leaned against the wall, half of his face was red, what the hell, why did this little girl look like a different person today?
"Ahem." In this case, you should cough twice to relieve the embarrassment.
Xiang Wuqing said with a smile, "No, I'll get up and wash myself. You go out first, and I'll change clothes." After thinking about it, Xiang Wuqing thought it might be the reason why this little girl has mysophobia. However, it still seemed to be unexplainable.
Although Tang Wutong's neck and ears were already very red, she still gritted her teeth and insisted, "Take it off, it's not like I've never seen it before."
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While Xiang Qingqing was still panicking, two small hands had already reached into his clothes, which were cold, smooth and tender.
Before I could fully appreciate the feeling, wow... the clothes on my upper body had already been taken off.
"Um……"
Xiang Wuqing squeezed Tang Wutong's hand, looked into her eyes, and asked softly, "Your mood is very wrong. Tell me, what happened?"
His hands gently slid across Xiang Wuwu's scarred body. Tang Wutong suddenly hugged him tightly. He felt warm liquid flowing in his chest. Xiang Wuwu panicked. He remained calm even when facing a titled Douluo.
Now at a loss.
He could only hold Tang Wutong gently and said softly, "Silly girl, just say whatever you have to say, don't hold it back, we will face it together."
Tang Wutong choked and said, "I, I'm so useless..."
I saw Xiang Wuqing being seriously injured with my own eyes, and watched other girls healing him, but I couldn't do anything. Why was I so useless?
Xiang Qingqing was a little stunned by this meaningless sentence. He asked doubtfully, "What's wrong? Did something happen to the college?"
Suddenly, the tearful Tang Wutong raised his head and said, "Can you take me with you when you go on adventures in the future?"
Xiang Qingqing remained silent. He couldn't lie to Tang Wutong because he couldn't take her on the adventure...
Biting his lip, with a sly look in his eyes, Tang Wutong said, "Since you are unwilling to take me with you, you must accept this gift."
A sea-blue halo slowly appeared, enveloping the two of them like sea water. Looking at Xiang Wuqing with floating white hair, half of a sea-blue bead slowly appeared in Tang Wutong's hand.
Xiang Wuqing asked in confusion, "What is this?"
Tang Wutong did not answer him, but pressed half of the Poseidon's Heart onto Xiang Wuqing's chest, and the Poseidon's Heart integrated into Xiang Wuqing's body without any hindrance.
"this……"
Xiang Qingqing felt a warm sea water wrap around him, and the hidden wounds left by his previous near-death were healing rapidly.
At the same time, waves of sea-blue power began to pour into his tendons and bone marrow, which were like a protective film protecting Xiang Wuqing's internal organs.
Not only that, this sea-blue power began to wash away the impurities in Xiang Wuqing's body. What the Xuan Shui Dan couldn't do, this sea-blue power actually did it.
The strength of Xiang Qingqing's tendons is also constantly changing during the washing process layer by layer.
At the same time, Xiang Wuqing also learned the origin of this bead, the Heart of the Poseidon.
A middle-aged man's voice sounded in Xiang Wuqing's heart, "The Heart of the Sea God is a part of the power I left for Wutong. It can save her life at critical moments."
"Heart of Poseidon?"
Before Xiang Wuqing had time to think about it, Xiang Qingqing's eyes suddenly started to spin. When he opened his eyes again, his consciousness had come to a sea-blue place.
There was a gentle breeze blowing, setting off waves on the blue sea, and a middle-aged man came riding the waves.
He has long sea-blue hair, and his appearance is somewhat similar to that silly girl Tang Wutong.
Xiang Qingqing immediately made a judgment in his heart: Sha Niu’s father, Poseidon Tang San.
Two men, one big and one small.
Two hair colors, one blue and one white.
After looking at each other very calmly, Tang San looked at Xiang Wuqing with a complicated expression and said,
"I am neither a sea god nor a Shura god now. As a father, I beg you to treat her well and don't let her get hurt."
Tang San? This god-king who can lay plans for tens of thousands of years?
Although he had known about Tang San's existence for a long time, Xiang Wuqing was quite surprised by Tang San's attitude today, which was slightly different from his impression of the sinister Poseidon Tang San.
But at this time he also nodded and responded, "Of course."
Young people are formidable. Three Rings killed the Titled Douluo. Looking at Xiang Wuqing in front of him, Tang San couldn't help but think of his own youth...
"well!"
With a slight sigh, Tang San said to Xiang Qingqing, "Come on."
He doesn't want to pretend to be an old-timer and educate Xiang Qingqing now, because he can't see Douluo's future, and his eyes are also foggy.
We can only hope that the young people of Douluo can carry the sky.
No longer planning, no longer thinking so much, letting go of the burden of God, Tang San suddenly felt that this was not bad.
Watching the younger generations create their own piece of the world is one of the great joys in life.