Tang San's Troubles

Looking at Beyond the Heavens, his residence, Tang San could not help but smile. His sweet little wife was still waiting for him at home.

With a thought, Tang San returned to his old nest.

Xiao Wu should not have woken up yet. Before leaving, Tang San had deliberately made her sleep even more soundly for the sake of convenience.

"Who was it?!" Tang San roared furiously.

Where was his wife?

The footprints left on the ground were strange in every way.

Tang San knew Xiao Wu's condition. She definitely should not have awakened today, yet she was nowhere to be found.

There was only one possibility—she had been kidnapped!

The blood moon had only just faded, yet it instantly shrouded the sky once more.

Tang San's hidden buff had been triggered. Whenever Xiao Wu disappeared, his eyes would turn red and his mind would become unclear.

The entire Douluo Star was now enveloped in an oppressive atmosphere. No one knew what had happened to their god for him to be so furious.

On Undying Mountain, Ma Hongjun also noticed that something was wrong. It seemed his Third Brother was truly enraged.

He had no idea who had provoked his Third Brother. Once Tang San lost his temper, he would not even recognize his own brothers.

Time to go, time to go. This was not the time to provoke Tang San.

Yet no matter how Tang San searched with his divine sense, he could not find the slightest trace of Xiao Wu. It was as though she had vanished into thin air.

For the first time since the God War, Tang San panicked. Xiao Wu was gone!

Who could possibly be so bold?!

Looking across all of Douluo Star! Who dared touch Tang San's woman!

If he could not find Xiao Wu immediately, he feared he would never be able to take off the hat on his head.

A certain hotel.

After using divine power to clean Xiao Wu, Su Chen erased all traces of Tang San.

He then directly sealed Xiao Wu's sight and sense of smell, lest she recognize him. This was not yet the time to openly fall out with Tang San.

It was enough to scheme against Tang San in secret. Watching Tang San fly into a desperate rage, Su Chen could not help but find it amusing. Interesting.

Su Chen felt that he exceeded his mission requirements every time. Just like this—

After waking Xiao Wu,

Su Chen used divine power to imitate Tang San's voice, making Xiao Wu feel, to the greatest extent possible, that the person before her had not changed.

Xiao Wu woke up groggily and suddenly realized that both her vision and sense of smell had vanished. She asked in panic, "Third Brother? Third Brother?"

Looking at the lovely girl before him, Su Chen gave a wicked smile. "Xiao Wu, I'm here. Let's play a game."

A wonderful game. A game for adults.

Like a scumbag, Su Chen came quietly, then left quietly.

The instant Su Chen left the hotel,

the disappearance of his divine power allowed Tang San to instantly detect Xiao Wu's whereabouts.

Without any hesitation, Tang San, the God King, arrived at the scene directly!

Seeing Xiao Wu still sleeping before him, Tang San could not help but feel surprised. What was going on?!

There was not the slightest trace of anyone else nearby, as though Xiao Wu had inexplicably appeared here.

As if refusing to believe it, Tang San activated his divine power and searched again!

Yet he still found no trace of anyone. Unless a god even stronger than Tang San had arrived, no one could possibly evade Tang San's divine sense.

This result put Tang San at ease. Looking at the lovely girl before him, he could only attribute it to time-space travel.

At this moment, Xiao Wu gradually regained her senses. Seeing Third Brother before her, she ran delicately into Tang San's embrace.

Xiao Wu sometimes felt that, for some reason, the men of the Shrek Seven Devils all seemed to have this problem.

When Xiao Wu chatted with Zhu Zhuqing and the others, she had discovered this issue as well.

If she had to sum it up, they were weak but still had excessive desires!

Xiao Wu and the others were all at an age like wolves and tigers, their hearts filled with resentment.

Xiao Wu was better off, at least Tang San was not looking outside. Dai Mubai and the others, however, had already gone looking elsewhere.

As far as Xiao Wu knew, Rong Rong and Zhuqing were already sleeping in separate rooms.

Just as the saying went: other than getting saliva all over me, what else can you do?

Seeing the resentment in Xiao Wu's eyes, Tang San felt a little awkward. Even as a God King, he had his own troubles.

Who could understand a man's pain?

Su Chen had now arrived at the former site of Spirit Hall.

It had already been surrounded by people from the Heaven Dou Empire, who were beginning a massive construction project.

It was not hard to see that Tang San had likely sent people to build another statue. No one knew why Tang San was always so obsessed with statues.

It was as though he had some kind of fixation, but Su Chen would not give Tang San that chance.

Su Chen knew.

It was time to reveal his strength. It was also time to establish his own sect!

"System, take out the God King Palace!"

In an instant, a colossal structure appeared out of thin air where Spirit Hall had once stood.

The crowd scattered in all directions as the oppressive aura of Spirit Hall descended at once.

Amber wine, jade-green goblets, golden cups, emerald plates; food like paintings, wine like springs; an ancient zither murmuring softly, bells chiming.

Flowers shaped like inverted bells decorated the surroundings of the grand hall. Their calyxes were pure white, gleaming with the translucent sheen of fine bone china. At the tips of the petals was a ring of pale violet in varying shades, seeming both dyed and naturally formed.