"Who will save you?"
Bibi Dong's voice was light, but it was like an ice brick, hitting Tang Hao's heart hard. She raised her eyes slightly, scanning the looming Soul Power waves deep in the pine forest, and a cold sarcasm appeared at the corner of her mouth. "Clear Sky Sect? They? I have crossed you off from the family tree a long time ago. I wish you would die outside so as not to tarnish Clear Sky Sect's reputation. Heaven Dou Empire? Star Luo Empire? Who would offend me, Spirit Hall, for a Human Traitor recognized throughout the continent?"
"As for your so-called friends?" She sneered, "When you were hiding around with that Soul Beast, who dared to stand up and help you? Now that you have become a lost dog, who will risk the life of the entire sect for you?"
Tang Hao's face lost all color in an instant.
He opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but found that he couldn't say a word.
What Bibi Dong said is true.
He is now a lost dog that everyone calls for beating.
Clear Sky Sect disowned him, and his former friends shunned him. People all over the continent called him Human Traitor, and even gave birth to a heretic with Soul Beast.
No one will come to save him.
"Come with me back to Spirit City to accept the trial." Bibi Dong raised his hand, and several purple spider silks shot out of the air, instantly wrapping around Tang Hao's four limbs. Lim, "Even if you admit now that you were the one who plotted against that Soul Beast, it's useless. What you owe her, what you owe Spirit Hall, and what you owe the entire continent should all be repaid one by one."
The spider thread tightened tighter and tighter, and the cold Soul Power poured into Tang Hao's body along the chain, instantly eroding the meridians and Martial Soul Origin all over his body. He only felt that his whole body was weak, and he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger. He wanted to detonate Martial Soul Origin and die together, but found that he could not even mobilize a trace of Soul Power.
"No! Let me go! Bibi Dong! You can't do this to me!" Tang Hao struggled crazily, like a fish out of water, "Tang San! Tang San! Save me! Save me quickly! I'm your father!"
Tang San stood on the spot, his whole body stiff, looking at his father who was tied up like a rice dumpling with spider silk, looking at him in such a miserable state, begging for mercy, that he just felt sick.
He didn't move.
Can't move either.
Bibi Dong With just one glance, he felt that all the blood in his body had solidified, and even breathing became difficult.
Bibi Dong did not look at Tang Hao again, nor did he pay attention to Tang San who was beside him in a state of despair.
She turned to look at Tang San, her eyes softened for a moment, and her tone became much lighter. "I'll leave it to you to deal with. I'll take this waste back to Spirit City first, and the trial will be over."
"Yes, mother." Tang San bowed slightly and responded respectfully.
Bibi Dong nodded, carrying Tang Hao like a dead dog, turned around and disappeared deep into the pine forest.
Gui Mengguan The three of them continue to stay and eat.
The battle between Tang San and Tang San is not over yet.
They didn't expect it to develop like this. According to their thoughts, the first encounter between them should be on Soul Master Tournament.
In the woods, only two people, Tang San and Tang San, were left.
The moonlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, illuminating two almost identical faces.
A person with a straight back, cold and sharp eyes, exuding the aura of a calm and strong man.
One was trembling all over, his eyes were empty and confused, and his face was full of despair and unwillingness.
The wind blew through the pine forest, making a rustling sound, but other than that, there was no other sound.
The two of them stood quietly, without anyone speaking first.
The air was filled with embarrassment, tension, and a hint of inexplicable weirdness.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang San finally took the lead in breaking the silence.
He looked at the young man in front of him who looked exactly like him, and said calmly, "Although things are ridiculous, we may be the same person, but we just live in different places."
Tang San raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Absurd? This is more than absurd! This is simply impossible! How can there be two identical people in the world? Even their names differ by only one word, and their skills are exactly the same!"
"The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders." Tang San smiled and said in a calm tone, "Maybe our souls were split in two when we traveled to this world. One fell into Holy Soul Village and was picked up by Tang Hao; the other fell into the Spirit Hall and was adopted by my mother. That's why you and I are now."
"Split the soul in two?" Tang San seemed to have heard a big joke, and suddenly burst out laughing, laughing until tears flowed out. "The story you made up is too outrageous! I think you are the spy sent by the Spirit Hall, and you deliberately made up this lie to deceive me!"
It would not be surprising at all if he knew that he later split his daughter into two or even three.
Tang San didn't refute, just looked at him quietly and smiled.
After he had laughed enough, Tang San spoke slowly, "You know in your heart that what I said is true. Otherwise you can't explain why we have the same appearance, the same Martial Soul, the same Tang Sect Secret Arts, and even some subconscious little movements are exactly the same."
Tang San's laughter stopped abruptly.
He stared at Tang San with complicated eyes.
He had to admit that what Tang San said was right.
Just now in the ring, when he watched Tang San use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, and even the gestures for launching Hidden Weapons were exactly the same as his own, he already had this ridiculous guess in his mind.
It's just that he doesn't want to believe it.
I don't want to believe that there is another me in this world.
I don't want to believe that my life is a thousand or ten thousand times better than him.
"So, what you mean is that there must be a battle between us?" Tang San suddenly spoke, with a fierce look in his eyes, "There can only be one Tang San in this world, right?"
Tang San raised his eyebrows and did not deny it. "In a sense, yes. We are the same soul, and we are destined to leave only one."
"Then come on!" Tang San clenched his fist suddenly, and the three Soul Rings under his feet lit up instantly, "I want to see how powerful you, a guy raised by the Spirit Hall, really is!"
Tang San looked at the three yellow, yellow, and purple Soul Ring at his feet, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.
He slowly raised his hand, and four Soul Ring slowly rose from his feet.
Yellow, purple, violet, black.
The fourth ray, as dark as ink, Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, exudes a heart-stopping light under the moonlight.
Tang San's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth opened wide, and his whole body froze on the spot.
"Four... level 40?!" He shouted, his voice full of disbelief, "How could you be level 40?! We are obviously the same age!"
And it was obvious that he was still at the same level as him just now...