Tang Hao Arrives
Tang Hao Why are you here at this time?
Fu Shiyan looked calm, but his heart sank slightly.
According to his original calculation, it would take at least three to five days for Tang Hao to completely throw off Spirit Hall's pursuers.
From Vast Sea City to Heaven Dou City, we chased him all the way. Considering that Tang Hao was seriously injured and had not recovered, it shouldn't be that fast.
Unless...
Is the pursuit more difficult than expected?
Or, what unplanned changes happened?
He asked Tang Hao to go to Vast Sea City, which was a risky move.
Three months ago, Soul Douluo named Feng Erla came to our door.
It's probably someone sent by Bibi Dong.
But that Soul Douluo has seen his face and asked him questions.
Naturally, such people cannot be kept.
But what about after killing?
A Soul Douluo died silently near Nuoding City, and Spirit Hall will never give up.
Bibi Dong That woman is suspicious, ruthless, and deeply obsessed.
If she is determined to investigate and follow the clues, sooner or later she will find her own clue.
At that time, he was still a fledgling, Tang San had not yet grown up, and there was only one Fu Ze around him.
Confronting Spirit Hall too early is a recipe for death.
So, one person is needed.
A person with enough weight to make Spirit Hall believe that he was the murderer of Soul Douluo.
A person who can make Spirit Hall temporarily divert his attention and put all his energy back into the pursuit.
Tang Hao, couldn't be more suitable.
Clear Sky Douluo, originally had a blood feud with the Spirit Hall.
The strength is strong enough, the motivation is sufficient, and the whereabouts are a mystery.
The most important thing is - Spirit Hall is really looking for him all over the world.
So, he found Tang Hao at that time. According to his thinking at the time, Tang Hao should not have found him so early.
Fu Shiyan's heart was full of thoughts, but his face remained calm.
He looked up at the darkest corner deep in the alley and said in a calm tone, "His Excellency Haotian."
"Since you're here, why not show up and see me!"
His voice was not loud, and it came through very clearly in the silent night.
In the shadows, the corner of the alley wall seemed to squirm.
A tall, almost oppressive figure slowly walked out of the darkness with heavy steps.
It is Tang Hao.
The moonlight barely outlined his outline - his face was covered with a thick layer of dust and unconcealable fatigue, and the back of his left hand was torn and covered with a layer of dark red blood scab.
The clothing material on the right shoulder was torn by a sharp blade, revealing a darker wound underneath. Although the bleeding had stopped, it was still hideous.
"Fu Shiyan."
Tang Hao stopped three steps in front of Fu Shiyan and shouted. His voice was rough and hoarse, showing obvious fatigue and dryness from not having rested for a long time.
Fu Shiyan's eyes swept across his body calmly, pausing especially at a few wounds, and then said in a calm tone:
"It seems that Vast Sea City and his party are quite lively."
Tang Hao twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a look that was either sarcastic or meaningless, and responded in a low voice:
"Gui Mei leads the team, three Soul Douluo, twelve Soul Saint."
"Some miscellaneous fish."
When he said this, his tone was straight and understated, as if he was stating a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him.
"After walking them for three days."
"Dump it."
After saying that, he took a step forward, his eyes that were as sharp as knives even though he was tired, stared at Fu Shiyan, and asked in a deep voice:
"I gave you the news you asked for."
"Now, tell me, Xiao San, how is it?"
Fu Shiyan did not answer immediately after hearing this.
He first turned sideways, opened the courtyard door completely, made a gesture of invitation, and said in a calm tone, "Come in and talk."
After saying that, without waiting for Tang Hao to make a move, he turned around and stepped into the dimly lit courtyard.
Tang Hao followed silently, and the tall figure passed through the courtyard gate, temporarily cutting off the darkness from the outside world.
The layout in the courtyard is simple, with only a stone table, a few stone benches, and a few dead leaves scattered on the ground.
Fu Shiyan walked to the stone table, the cyan Soul Power flashed slightly, and gently brushed away the fallen leaves on the table.
He took two clean pottery cups and pointed them with his fingers. The fine water vapor in the air quickly condensed and turned into clear dew, which gurgled into the pottery pot on the table.
Immediately, he lifted the clay pot and poured the clear and cool dew into the cup.
"Ta."
Water drops fall into the bottom of the cup and make a clear sound.
He pushed one of the glasses across the stone table.
But Tang Hao did not sit down immediately. He still stood there, his eyes like nails, firmly nailed on Fu Shiyan's face, silently waiting for the answer that he wanted to hear even after traveling thousands of miles and being hunted.
Fu Shiyan raised his eyes and met his compelling gaze.
His face was calm. He shook his head first, and then slowly said, "He is fine."
Hearing this, Tang Hao's tense body relaxed almost imperceptibly.
Fu Shiyan picked up the glass of water in front of him, took a sip, and continued, "Soul Power is now level 24."
"Click."
There was a sudden crisp sound.
Tang Hao's fingers just touched the rim of the opposite pottery cup, and the rough cup wall actually cracked into several fine lines.
Cold tea seeped out from the cracks, instantly soaking his rough knuckles.
But he didn't realize it.
Tang Hao raised his head suddenly, his pupils suddenly tightened, and there was a crack in the usual cold expression on his face. His voice was hoarse and trembling in disbelief as he asked:
"... how much?"
Fu Shiyan put down the cup in his hand, looked at him calmly, and answered clearly and firmly, "Level 24."
"Second Soul Ring, thousand years."
"I just finished absorbing it a few days ago, and my state has stabilized."
"Boom--!"
An uncontrollable, almost violent Soul Power wave suddenly exploded from Tang Hao!
However, this was not an attack, it was purely due to the extreme emotional fluctuations at this time, and Soul Power lost control and poured out!
The solid stone tabletop was directly shaken by the sudden Soul Power and cracked several times!
The pottery pot and cups on the table clattered and almost fell over.
Tang Hao stood up suddenly!
The stone stool behind him was pushed open by this fierce force, and the stone stool legs rubbed against the bluestone floor, making an extremely harsh and sharp sound.
His tall body even swayed slightly because of this, and then he stretched out his hand, firmly holding the edge of the cracked stone table, and continued to ask:
"... thousand years?"
His voice trembled, and he repeated these two words with difficulty, his eyes locked on Fu Shiyan, as if to confirm whether he heard correctly. "Six years old... Level 24?"
Tang Hao's vision became a little blurry at this moment.
The exhaustion of running around and fierce fighting for days, combined with the violent emotional fluctuations that hit his mind like a tsunami at this moment, caused the blood to surge up to the top of his head, causing his eyeballs to swell and sting.
In the midst of this dizziness and stinging pain, countless images that had been buried for a long time but that he would never forget flooded into his mind crazily, striking hard at his nerves!