Chapter 22 Something's wrong with Tang 3
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Da Qiu Qiu Bing Le Er Qiu Qiu
Chapter 22 Tang San who is wrong
"That is to say, Tang San knows your identity?"
After finishing a bowl of noodles, Lin Chaoci put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, listened to Xiao Wu's narration, and finally concluded like this.
Xiao Wu nodded repeatedly.
Fortunately, she knew where it was.
When he said it, he said it in a low voice.
"He also said, should I not exist?"
Lin Chaoci added slowly.
Xiao Wu silently raised her hand at the side: "He also slandered me, saying that I slept on the same bed with him, and then he combed my hair, and even mentioned the name of Da Ming Er Ming, that is, I was in the Star Dou Forest. My two friends are also my two younger brothers!"
Lin Chaoci looked curious: "So how old are you?"
Xiao Wu's white and tender face suddenly wrinkled, and she patted Lin Chaoci's arm angrily: "Don't make trouble, I'm telling you something serious!"
No matter at any time, age is a question that cannot be asked for girls. If you have to get to the bottom of it, it will be forever.
However, Xiao Wu did not really live for 10 years.
10 years is just cultivation.
But after living for hundreds of years, there should still be some.
The world is different from the world.
Naturally, species and species are also different.
Talking about science in a fantasy world is equivalent to talking about fantasy in a scientific world, both are equally incredible and unexplainable.
Otherwise, it is impossible for Xiao Wu not to have brothers and sisters.
But regarding Tang San's ability of "unpredictable prophet"...
"I suddenly became interested."
Tapping the table and staring at the clock in the cafeteria, Lin Chaoci added with great interest: "Besides that, I also have some guesses."
"What guess?"
Xiao Wu was very excited at the side.
Afterwards, Lin Chaoci poured a bucket of cold water on him:
"It's a guess about a legend."
"Maybe you have heard of it, maybe you haven't."
"The name of this kind of legend is called becoming a god at the hundredth level!"
"It's longer than the legend of being a Titled Douluo!"
Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment.
His lips trembled for a long time before he asked in a low voice, "Then what should we do now?"
"How to do?"
Lin Chaoci smiled and repeated the question again.
Then, stand up.
With his hands in his pockets, he sneered.
"It's nothing more than a gamble!"
"If they think they can kill me, prevent or ignore my revenge, there is no need to communicate with me at all, then they can shoot me!"
"Otherwise, get out of here!"
"The rule of first come, first served, if they don't understand, I can teach them with difficulty, provided that I can still live until then!"
"If you want to snatch food from a tiger's mouth, you can try it!"
After finishing speaking, Lin Chaoci walked out the door.
Xiao Wu hurriedly followed, although she was still a little uneasy, especially when Lin Chaoci gave her such a cruel answer, but at the moment, except for Lin Chaoci, who could bring her a sense of security, no one else could help her. She is gone!
It's a dead end, you can only see it when you go to the end!
but……
"Why can't it be a Title Douluo?"
On the way back, Xiao Wu asked curiously.
Facing the wind and snow, Lin Chaoci slowly shook his head:
"Title Douluo?"
"They don't need to use such low-level methods!"
"You think you're a good disguise?"
"Actually, if I'm not mistaken, Tang San's father, Tang Hao, is the former Haotian Douluo who beat to death Pope Qianxunji of the Spirit Hall!"
"Innately full of soul power, blue silver grass martial soul..."
"This reminds me of the cause of that incident - Haotian Douluo's wife is a 10-year-old soul beast whose race should be the Blue Silver Grass clan. In order to save Haotian Douluo, she voluntarily sacrificed to her Haotian Douluo."
"So, you thought you were safe?"
"Actually, you have been exposed long ago!"
"If it weren't for the fact that I'm still not sure if Tang Hao is staring at me, I would have taken revenge on Tang San on the first day of school!"
"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"
"But for revenge, the sooner the better!"
"Ten years is not too late, what we are looking for is only development time!"
"Now, do you understand?"
Walking downstairs in the dormitory, Lin Chaoci asked Xiao Wu back.
Xiao Wu opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Tang San's father turned out to be Tang Hao?
She had heard Tang San say it before.
But in Tang San's mouth, that was just a blacksmith.
Who would have thought that this blacksmith was Haotian Douluo?
Although the theoretical analysis is correct, Martial Souls like Soft Bone Rabbit are not born with full soul power, and the blue silver grass that can only be used as food by Soft Bone Rabbit is even less likely to be born full of soul power, but from the clues After analyzing the results, I also justified myself...
"What did you grow up eating?"
Xiao Wu looked at Lin Chaoci strangely: "Your brain is a little too easy, right?"
Lin Chaoci stroked his chin, thinking for a while.
Then, he asked uncertainly, "Maybe he grew up eating spicy rabbit meat?"
"You're still here!"
"Have you ever eaten spicy rabbit meat in front of me?"
"Stop fooling me with nonsense here!"
Xiao Wu stomped her feet angrily.
Lin Chaoci smiled casually: "Anyway, you will survive no matter what, it's just that you are living under someone's hands. In fact, this is enough!"
After finishing speaking, Lin Chaoci opened the door and entered.
Xiao Wu was shocked by these words.
After a long time, he smiled slightly.
"That's it!"
"Am I the kind of person who doesn't talk about loyalty?"
"You dare to bet your life, but I don't dare to give up my life!"
"only……"
"If we really want to die today, it's a pity that we can't hear you say something soft to me. I'm afraid I won't be willing to die!"
Laughing at herself, Xiao Wu also pushed open the door.
Behind the door is a corridor.
At the end of this corridor is the Qishe soaked in darkness.
The stairs leading to the second floor are also here. The second and third floors above the stairs are the dormitories of the teachers, and above that are the dormitories of the dean and deputy dean.
Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy is relatively poor.
But this "poor" is relative.
Such quaint buildings, as well as the perfectly manicured lawns in the college, and the canteen with chefs on duty 24 hours a day, are simply heaven-like existences in the eyes of ordinary people.
Even before Lin Chaoci crossed over, he couldn't just find a small school to have it. Ordinary middle schools are not as good as this Soul Master Academy.
After entering the Seventh House, Xiao Wu realized that the atmosphere in the Seventh House was very heavy.
However, the expected conflict did not break out.
Lin Chaoci was lying on his bed safe and sound, stroking the hair of the puppy named "Zunxing", not paying attention to Tang San at all.
The same goes for Tang San.
It's just that today's Tang San is quite abnormal, lying on the bed early, covered with a quilt, seems to have fallen asleep.
In fact, Tang San was indeed asleep.
Being isolated doesn't feel good.
Long-term isolation is a kind of cold violence.
First being scolded by Xiao Wu, and then not being persuaded by the rest of the students, and the sense of confusion between dream and reality, it was indeed a normal choice for Tang San to go to bed early.
But the difference is...
"But no one stipulates that evidence must be obtained from the parties involved!"
After turning off the lights, Lin Chaoci raised his pen.
The brush fell in mid-air, and a line of handwriting was left in the air-on Tang San's body, is there any trace of the existence of divine sense recently?
"Have."
Somehow, Lin Chaoci got this answer.
A quarter of the soul power in the body disappeared immediately.
Lin Chaoci raised his pen again—who is the source of this kind of divine thought?
"Rakshasa God."
An answer was sent back again.
Lin Chaoci lowered his eyes slightly.
About half of the soul power in the body has been consumed.
But it can still support him to ask the last question.
For example...
What deal did God Rakshasa and God Shura reach?
In Lin Chaoci's body, the spirit power of the eleventh level decreased at a rapid rate. In just one second, the remaining spirit power had bottomed out.
However, there is no life yet.
And got the answer.
"Sura wants to use me as a whetstone?"
"The Rakshasa is fighting with Shura?"
In the deep night, Lin Chaoci put away his martial soul.
Pull on the quilt and close your eyes.
From the bottom of my heart, there was a voice quietly:
"God is not God, man is not man!"
"Use me as a whetstone, God Shura, are you worthy?"
"It seems to be training Tang San, tempering me by the way, and then picking the winner from the two of us. In fact, isn't it a Gu breeder who is watching the duel of two Gu, aloof?"
"Even if it is an ant, it should not be bullied!"
"Such a god, I don't even want a god position!"
"Such a god, as a human being, should be punished!"
(End of this chapter)
"That is to say, Tang San knows your identity?"
After finishing a bowl of noodles, Lin Chaoci put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, listened to Xiao Wu's narration, and finally concluded like this.
Xiao Wu nodded repeatedly.
Fortunately, she knew where it was.
When he said it, he said it in a low voice.
"He also said, should I not exist?"
Lin Chaoci added slowly.
Xiao Wu silently raised her hand at the side: "He also slandered me, saying that I slept on the same bed with him, and then he combed my hair, and even mentioned the name of Da Ming Er Ming, that is, I was in the Star Dou Forest. My two friends are also my two younger brothers!"
Lin Chaoci looked curious: "So how old are you?"
Xiao Wu's white and tender face suddenly wrinkled, and she patted Lin Chaoci's arm angrily: "Don't make trouble, I'm telling you something serious!"
No matter at any time, age is a question that cannot be asked for girls. If you have to get to the bottom of it, it will be forever.
However, Xiao Wu did not really live for 10 years.
10 years is just cultivation.
But after living for hundreds of years, there should still be some.
The world is different from the world.
Naturally, species and species are also different.
Talking about science in a fantasy world is equivalent to talking about fantasy in a scientific world, both are equally incredible and unexplainable.
Otherwise, it is impossible for Xiao Wu not to have brothers and sisters.
But regarding Tang San's ability of "unpredictable prophet"...
"I suddenly became interested."
Tapping the table and staring at the clock in the cafeteria, Lin Chaoci added with great interest: "Besides that, I also have some guesses."
"What guess?"
Xiao Wu was very excited at the side.
Afterwards, Lin Chaoci poured a bucket of cold water on him:
"It's a guess about a legend."
"Maybe you have heard of it, maybe you haven't."
"The name of this kind of legend is called becoming a god at the hundredth level!"
"It's longer than the legend of being a Titled Douluo!"
Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment.
His lips trembled for a long time before he asked in a low voice, "Then what should we do now?"
"How to do?"
Lin Chaoci smiled and repeated the question again.
Then, stand up.
With his hands in his pockets, he sneered.
"It's nothing more than a gamble!"
"If they think they can kill me, prevent or ignore my revenge, there is no need to communicate with me at all, then they can shoot me!"
"Otherwise, get out of here!"
"The rule of first come, first served, if they don't understand, I can teach them with difficulty, provided that I can still live until then!"
"If you want to snatch food from a tiger's mouth, you can try it!"
After finishing speaking, Lin Chaoci walked out the door.
Xiao Wu hurriedly followed, although she was still a little uneasy, especially when Lin Chaoci gave her such a cruel answer, but at the moment, except for Lin Chaoci, who could bring her a sense of security, no one else could help her. She is gone!
It's a dead end, you can only see it when you go to the end!
but……
"Why can't it be a Title Douluo?"
On the way back, Xiao Wu asked curiously.
Facing the wind and snow, Lin Chaoci slowly shook his head:
"Title Douluo?"
"They don't need to use such low-level methods!"
"You think you're a good disguise?"
"Actually, if I'm not mistaken, Tang San's father, Tang Hao, is the former Haotian Douluo who beat to death Pope Qianxunji of the Spirit Hall!"
"Innately full of soul power, blue silver grass martial soul..."
"This reminds me of the cause of that incident - Haotian Douluo's wife is a 10-year-old soul beast whose race should be the Blue Silver Grass clan. In order to save Haotian Douluo, she voluntarily sacrificed to her Haotian Douluo."
"So, you thought you were safe?"
"Actually, you have been exposed long ago!"
"If it weren't for the fact that I'm still not sure if Tang Hao is staring at me, I would have taken revenge on Tang San on the first day of school!"
"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"
"But for revenge, the sooner the better!"
"Ten years is not too late, what we are looking for is only development time!"
"Now, do you understand?"
Walking downstairs in the dormitory, Lin Chaoci asked Xiao Wu back.
Xiao Wu opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Tang San's father turned out to be Tang Hao?
She had heard Tang San say it before.
But in Tang San's mouth, that was just a blacksmith.
Who would have thought that this blacksmith was Haotian Douluo?
Although the theoretical analysis is correct, Martial Souls like Soft Bone Rabbit are not born with full soul power, and the blue silver grass that can only be used as food by Soft Bone Rabbit is even less likely to be born full of soul power, but from the clues After analyzing the results, I also justified myself...
"What did you grow up eating?"
Xiao Wu looked at Lin Chaoci strangely: "Your brain is a little too easy, right?"
Lin Chaoci stroked his chin, thinking for a while.
Then, he asked uncertainly, "Maybe he grew up eating spicy rabbit meat?"
"You're still here!"
"Have you ever eaten spicy rabbit meat in front of me?"
"Stop fooling me with nonsense here!"
Xiao Wu stomped her feet angrily.
Lin Chaoci smiled casually: "Anyway, you will survive no matter what, it's just that you are living under someone's hands. In fact, this is enough!"
After finishing speaking, Lin Chaoci opened the door and entered.
Xiao Wu was shocked by these words.
After a long time, he smiled slightly.
"That's it!"
"Am I the kind of person who doesn't talk about loyalty?"
"You dare to bet your life, but I don't dare to give up my life!"
"only……"
"If we really want to die today, it's a pity that we can't hear you say something soft to me. I'm afraid I won't be willing to die!"
Laughing at herself, Xiao Wu also pushed open the door.
Behind the door is a corridor.
At the end of this corridor is the Qishe soaked in darkness.
The stairs leading to the second floor are also here. The second and third floors above the stairs are the dormitories of the teachers, and above that are the dormitories of the dean and deputy dean.
Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy is relatively poor.
But this "poor" is relative.
Such quaint buildings, as well as the perfectly manicured lawns in the college, and the canteen with chefs on duty 24 hours a day, are simply heaven-like existences in the eyes of ordinary people.
Even before Lin Chaoci crossed over, he couldn't just find a small school to have it. Ordinary middle schools are not as good as this Soul Master Academy.
After entering the Seventh House, Xiao Wu realized that the atmosphere in the Seventh House was very heavy.
However, the expected conflict did not break out.
Lin Chaoci was lying on his bed safe and sound, stroking the hair of the puppy named "Zunxing", not paying attention to Tang San at all.
The same goes for Tang San.
It's just that today's Tang San is quite abnormal, lying on the bed early, covered with a quilt, seems to have fallen asleep.
In fact, Tang San was indeed asleep.
Being isolated doesn't feel good.
Long-term isolation is a kind of cold violence.
First being scolded by Xiao Wu, and then not being persuaded by the rest of the students, and the sense of confusion between dream and reality, it was indeed a normal choice for Tang San to go to bed early.
But the difference is...
"But no one stipulates that evidence must be obtained from the parties involved!"
After turning off the lights, Lin Chaoci raised his pen.
The brush fell in mid-air, and a line of handwriting was left in the air-on Tang San's body, is there any trace of the existence of divine sense recently?
"Have."
Somehow, Lin Chaoci got this answer.
A quarter of the soul power in the body disappeared immediately.
Lin Chaoci raised his pen again—who is the source of this kind of divine thought?
"Rakshasa God."
An answer was sent back again.
Lin Chaoci lowered his eyes slightly.
About half of the soul power in the body has been consumed.
But it can still support him to ask the last question.
For example...
What deal did God Rakshasa and God Shura reach?
In Lin Chaoci's body, the spirit power of the eleventh level decreased at a rapid rate. In just one second, the remaining spirit power had bottomed out.
However, there is no life yet.
And got the answer.
"Sura wants to use me as a whetstone?"
"The Rakshasa is fighting with Shura?"
In the deep night, Lin Chaoci put away his martial soul.
Pull on the quilt and close your eyes.
From the bottom of my heart, there was a voice quietly:
"God is not God, man is not man!"
"Use me as a whetstone, God Shura, are you worthy?"
"It seems to be training Tang San, tempering me by the way, and then picking the winner from the two of us. In fact, isn't it a Gu breeder who is watching the duel of two Gu, aloof?"
"Even if it is an ant, it should not be bullied!"
"Such a god, I don't even want a god position!"
"Such a god, as a human being, should be punished!"
(End of this chapter)
