Chapter 284 Tang San is laughing wildly

Wuhun City, a prison for confession.

Buzz - boom -

The black stone door, which could withstand the bombardment of Titled Douluo, slowly opened as the mechanism started.

Meng Yuan put his hands behind his back and walked inside with Xiao Wu.

He didn't accompany Tianyue to relax, he didn't talk about feelings with his wife, and he didn't flirt with Ning Rongrong.

Mengyuan chose to go to the prison to see Tang San.

Rumble——

The door closed again, the torch automatically lit up, and a depressing atmosphere filled the confined space.

There is no window in the cell. The prison is a hollowed-out hill. The special feature of this hill is that it can absorb soul power and dissolve it. The cells in the prison were carved out bit by bit by craftsmen with sharp hammers, and the construction took thousands of years.

Tang San, as the most vicious criminal in the history of the mainland, was currently imprisoned in the deepest part of the cell.

Walking to the deepest part of the cell, he placed the round key in his hand into the recess, and then the door shook and opened again.

Tang San's upper body was naked, tightly bound by black shackles as thick as a baby's arm, with a soul-killing needle inserted in his forehead. He was covered in bruises and looked extremely miserable. His eyes were half closed, and he looked like he was going to die at any moment.

"Brother Tang, even now, are you still unwilling to say anything?"

A good man goes to the end and sends Buddha to the west. Mengyuan wants to maintain his image of a gentleman in Tang San's heart until the end.

The familiar voice echoed in his ears, Tang Sanqiang cheered up, and his eyes lit up when he saw Meng Yuan and Xiao Wu coming together.

Opening his mouth slightly, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. Tang San coughed twice and said in a hoarse voice: "Ahem, cough, cough... there's nothing to say, I've said everything that needs to be said..."

"Ahem... I'm sorry, Xiao Wu... I'm useless..."

"I have to live a good life from now on, and don't... because of me, I've stepped on the wrong path."

He wouldn't even say anything about the Holy Spirit Cult to death.

If the person they love the most, their mother, and their bloodline are revealed, they will all be destroyed.

Seeing Tang San's dead pig not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, Meng Yuan smiled and shook his head: "Brother Tang, are you not afraid of death?"

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Tang San's lips: "Brother Meng, do you know? I won't die... The evil soul masters defined by you Wuhun Palace cannot be completely eliminated. As long as they are human beings, they will not die..." Greed, that feeling of gaining power quickly, I think you know it best."

"Hahaha, as long as there are evil soul masters, I, Tang San, the originator of evil soul masters, will not be forgotten by future generations. From now on, they will be the disciples of the Tang Sect."

Meng Yuan said expressionlessly: "I'm different from you. I don't even bother to use such evil means to gain power."

Tang San looked like a madman and said: "Brother Meng, wasn't you the one who told me this method? I will never forget when I was six years old... your martial spirit must be the same as my Blue Silver Emperor, able to swallow The soul master wants to make himself stronger, right?"

"Come on, devour my origin, absorb the power of the Blue Silver Emperor, and feel the pleasure of gaining strength. When your martial spirit gains stronger devouring power! I, Tang San, will give everything to you! Don't worry, I won't Will betray you..."

"After you realize the pleasure of gaining power, you will be willing to become an evil soul master... Hahahaha, they will find you. The answer you want is here, it depends on whether you dare to take it! "

In the end, Tang San also used the method of provoking generals.

Such generosity was not the result of Tang San pretending to be a good person.

He knew that he would not escape death this time. As revenge against Wuhun Palace, he would seduce the next pope of Wuhun Palace to degenerate into an evil soul master. There was no better revenge than this kind of revenge.

Whenever he thought of Mengyuan in the future, who would be betrayed and separated from his relatives, Tang San felt so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Xiao Wu, who has witnessed this scene with his own eyes, will drag Mengyuan into the Holy Spirit Cult, not to mention that there is a missing Holy Son, and someone will avenge him!

In Tang San's heart, Meng Yuan was a true gentleman who was able to control his purity. He believed that Meng Yuan, as the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, disdained to accumulate strength through constant killing.

It is precisely in this way that dropping such a person into the abyss can allow him to obtain the last bit of spiritual joy in extreme despair. He places everything on his favorite woman, Xiao Wu, hoping that she can take advantage of this. Revenge yourself.

It's a pity that everything is just for fun.

In the case of unequal intelligence, Tang San was carefully plotted by Meng Yuan. He thought that this was an extremely brilliant way of setting the situation, but in the eyes of the two people who knew about it, it was the clown who was performing his last less than brilliant curtain call.

Meng Yuan, who originally planned to use some special means to squeeze out Tang San's origins, immediately took advantage of the trick: "Tsk, it's hopeless."

A gray thorn stabbed into Tang San's body.

Then, Tang San's whole body lit up with golden-red lines, and he could see the soul power galloping through his body.

This process of squeezing soul power is very painful.

But Tang San was laughing, he was laughing wildly!

The soul path on his body gradually dimmed and then collapsed, while the ordinary black thorn turned into an extremely bright and delicate flower of the other side.

Meng Yuan picked off the flower and played with it in his hand, his expression looked a little tangled. Tang San's spirit instantly slumped, but he said extremely excitedly: "Why are you still hesitating? Hurry up and absorb this flower! Everything about me, I give all my power to you!"

Mengyuan smiled, and then his left eye suddenly turned scarlet.

The next second, all the Tang Sect's various hidden weapon manufacturing methods and sinister martial arts were copied by Meng Yuan.

Tang San's final value was squeezed out.

He could die.

Mengyuan put away the flowers and pretended to be angry: "Xiao Wu, let's go."

He left first without looking back.

Xiao Wu clenched her fists in her chest, with tears in her eyes, and gave Tang San a look back with infinite reverie.

After coming back to his senses from shyness, the prison door was almost completely closed, and Tang San used his last strength to give Xiao Wu a bright smile.

Boom!

The cell door closed completely, plunging him into darkness once again.

Mengyuan also laughed, he couldn't hold it any longer.

I didn't expect that Tang San would be so willing to cooperate with me at the last moment. He was like a lemon that had been squeezed dry, with no value at all.

His only role now is to act as a substitute and die carrying his own blame, in order to wash away all the darkness in Meng Yuan.

Xiao Wu held Mengyuan's arm in the deserted prison corridor, licked her lips and said, "My lord, what do you think of my acting skills?"

"very good."

"So, is there any reward for me?"

Xiao Wu stared at Meng Yuan with burning eyes, obviously eager to receive Meng Yuan's award.

Meng Yuan showed a playful smile: "So, what kind of reward does my lovely saint want to get?"