Chapter 352 Furious Oscar (two in one)

"What did you say!?"

After listening to Dai Mubai's description, Oscar stood up quickly and looked at the people who suddenly broke into his home with eyes wide open.

"Something happened to Rongrong!? Boss Dai, don't make this joke randomly, otherwise none of us will be able to do it!"

"Why would I joke about something like this? Rongrong, she"

Dai Mubai opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to tell his companions the bad news.

How much Oscar attaches to Ning Rongrong is obvious to all the rest of the Seven Devils. One can imagine what a huge blow it will be once he tells Ning Rongrong the true situation.

"I'll do it."

Seemingly seeing Dai Mubai's predicament, the evil god Ji Dong and the kind god Lieyan next to him looked at each other, took a step forward, and explained in a deep voice.

"Just now, several members of our God Realm Committee sensed the death of a god. After investigation, it was determined that the dead god was your wife Jiucai Goddess. I am here to inform you."

"How come."

Oscar's pupils trembled and his lips trembled slightly.

But then, he seemed to suddenly think of something, grabbed Ji Dong's shoulders, and asked anxiously.

"What about the mistress? In order to protect Rongrong's safety, didn't he separate a ray of soul and go down to the realm together? How is he!?"

"Calm down, God of Cookery, don't get excited yet."

Raising his hand to stop Lie Yan who was trying to help pull Oscar away, Ji Dong comforted him solemnly.

"The soul of Poseidon has not returned yet. We have found him in his mansion. The God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life are waiting for him to wake up."

After hearing Ji Dong's words, Oscar was silent for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up with hope.

"You two should be the two god kings of evil and good, right? I heard that even if the second-level gods fall, they can be resurrected through the divine brand. I implore you two to help me resurrect the nine-color goddess."

As if he thought this method was feasible, Oscar's voice became more urgent and excited, and his words were full of pleading, as if he wanted to kneel down to the two of them.

"I know this may be against the rules, but I beg you two to be accommodating. From now on, if you need help with anything, I, Oscar, will never refuse."

However, what made him feel uneasy was that after hearing this, Ji Dong and Lie Yan showed a look of pity on their faces. Even Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun looked bitter and sad. .

"You, you guys."

As uneasiness and panic suddenly surged into his heart, a terrible thought emerged from Oscar's mind. He glanced at the crowd helplessly and asked with a trembling voice.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

For no reason, he looked at Zhu Zhuqing, whose eyes were red: "Zhuqing, did Rongrong make any mistake and cannot be resurrected? I can take the punishment on her behalf!"

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's silence, he looked at Dai Mubai who lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.

"Boss Dai?"

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His response was still silence.

But Oscar still refused to give up and turned his head to look at Ma Hongjun.

"Fat man, you have the best relationship with me. In the years since you have been in the God Realm, you have come to my house frequently. What happened to Rongrong? Please tell me."

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As if he had already guessed the answer, Oscar's body was trembling, but he still held on to the last glimmer of hope.

"Tell me please tell me."

He looked at the silent crowd, his eyes gradually turned red, his voice became louder, and finally turned into a crazy roar.

"What the hell happened to Rongrong? Tell me the fuck!!!"

".Feel sorry."

Finally, Lie Yan spoke: "We tried to resurrect the Nine-Colored Goddess immediately, but found that her divine mark had disappeared, so please forgive me."

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Oscar wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he felt as if his throat was blocked by a stone, making it difficult to breathe.

His eyes suddenly turned black, everything around him began to spin, and an inexplicable feeling of nausea filled his heart.

After a long time, he pulled away and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Can you tell me why her divine mark disappeared?"

"We don't know the specific reason, but preliminary speculation is that she encountered a lower world creature with god-level combat power in the inheritance place."

Speaking of this, Lieyan's tone couldn't help but be a little subtle.

After all, she was once what she said was a lower-world creature with god-level combat power, and she also killed a second-level god.

The difference is that she does not have the ability to make the imprint of a second-level god disappear.

"The creatures of the lower world."

Whispering this word that he gradually became familiar with after coming from the God Realm, Oscar clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with unforgettable hatred.

"Who is it?"

"I'm afraid we'll have to wait until Poseidon wakes up to find out."

Before Lie Yan could finish speaking, a deep purple light suddenly appeared in the void in front of her and Ji Dong.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the God of Destruction came from the light group: "Evil, good, Poseidon is awake."

The two of them cheered up, but soon noticed the gazes cast by Dai Mubai and others. After a moment of hesitation, Ji Dong made a suggestion.

"Um, do you want to go take a look?"

Poseidon's Mansion.

When everyone pushed open the door, what they saw was Tang San, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking pale and extremely weak.

Beside him, Xiao Wu was pulling the goddess of life with an anxious look on her face, asking about Tang San's physical condition.

Apparently, before they arrived, the Goddess of Life had already given Tang San some simple treatment.

But judging from the expression of the old God of Destruction, who was sipping tea and showing no joy or sorrow, the effect of this treatment was not very good.

Hearing the movement from the door, Tang San subconsciously looked up, and his body suddenly trembled when he saw the person coming.

"Evil, good, you are here, sit down wherever you want."

After nodding to the two people at the front, Tang San greeted Dai Mubai and others one by one, and finally his eyes fell on the lost figure.

"Oscar"

Oscar trembled all over, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he strode towards Tang San with a sullen face, and grabbed him by the collar.

Looking at that handsome pale face, he suppressed his anger and roared in a low voice.

"Do you remember what you promised me then?"

Tang San opened his mouth, but nothing came out. After a while, he finally uttered three words full of guilt with a sad expression.

"sorry"

"sorry?"

Oscar seemed to be enraged and punched Tang San in the face, knocking him down on the sofa and questioning him.

"Can an apology bring Rongrong back? Can an apology bring Rongrong back to life!?"

The sudden scene startled everyone present. Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun rushed forward and grabbed Oscar from the left and right.

"Xiao Ao, don't be impulsive!"

Dai Mubai warned in a deep voice: "Xiao San was injured so seriously. He must have encountered some unexpected danger in the lower realm, which led to the current result."

"Yeah, unexpected danger. Since you can't protect her when she encounters danger, why let her go down to the realm with you!?"

Staring at Tang San's face, Oscar let out a deafening roar: "Tell me, why!? Tell me!"

As soon as these words came out, the God of Destruction's eyes lit up slightly.

Listening to this meaning, it seems that Tang San was not accompanying the Nine-Colored Goddess to the lower world in the name of supervision and bodyguard, but was using power for personal gain, letting the Nine-Colored Goddess help him cover up in the name of choosing an heir?

The nature of things is different now.

After all, if it was the former, this matter could at best be regarded as Tang San's lack of personal ability. If he failed to protect the members of the God Realm, even if he had to be punished, it wouldn't be that serious.

But if it was the latter, using power for personal gain, secretly going down to the realm under false pretenses, and thus killing a second-level god, these crimes would probably be enough to make Tang San sit on his butt in the prison of the God Realm.

If it weren't for the inappropriate atmosphere at the moment, he would have wanted to look up to the sky and roar three times to celebrate the victory that was brought to him.

Tang San also realized this, and an imperceptible anger suddenly flashed across his eyes.

This Oscar is just like the Titan Niu Tian, ​​a waste who fails to accomplish anything but fails more often than not!

I was already troubled enough by this matter, but this guy punched me without saying anything, and even revealed all these unspeakable things in front of several members of the God Realm Committee.

Whose fucking side is this guy on?

If you die, you will die. It's not like you can't ask evil and good to help you resurrect. What on earth is this guy thinking in his head! ?

This time, he didn't even have to worry about preparing an excuse. He could just go to jail and be done with it.

Of course, no matter how much he scolded Oscar in his heart was useless, he had to stabilize him on the surface.

Although without Ning Rongrong, their team would lose the ability to resurrect gods, but Oscar's own combat effectiveness was still very impressive, and he could not just give up on the other party.

Anyway, the most he can do is be imprisoned, and he won't die directly. As long as he endures it slowly, he may not have a chance to make a comeback.

"sorry."

Apologizing again, Tang San closed his eyes in pain, his tone full of guilt.

"This matter is all my responsibility. I was sent away and I didn't have time to save Ning Rongrong. I'm sorry."

As for the fact that Ning Rongrong was still alive and had just taken refuge with Huo Yuhao, it was naturally impossible for him to tell Oscar.

Just kidding, who knows what will happen if I tell you?

Apart from anything else, if Oscar also surrendered to the enemy, he might not have anywhere to cry.

Seeing Tang San's grief-stricken look, Oscar clenched his fist a little tighter, but did not continue to beat him.

"If you really feel you owe me...then give me a drop of your blood."

After calming down, he did not ask who the murderer was in front of several members of the God Realm Committee.

The death of a second-level god is not a trivial matter. He knew that once these people learned about the matter, it would not be possible for him, a second-level god, to intervene.

Not to mention severe punishment, with the God of Destruction's expansion-seeking attitude, there is a possibility that the murderer will be directly recruited to the God Realm.

Even if this possibility is not high, as long as there is a slight possibility, he cannot accept it no matter what.

Let him watch helplessly as the enemy who killed his wife ascends to the God Realm without looking up or looking down?

Go to hell!

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the Shrek Seven Devils, including Tang San, changed.

Obviously, knowing Oscar's ability, they all realized his purpose of wanting this drop of blood.

However, before they could open their mouths to exhort him, Oscar asked coldly.

"Tell me, what would you do if something happened to your wife?"

After blocking all the words stuck in everyone's throats, Oscar stared at Tang San indifferently.

"Mistress, do you want to give it or not?"

Tang San was silent.

What can he do?

Oscar has said it for this reason. If he doesn't give it, the friendship between the two will undoubtedly come to an end.

Besides, he may no longer be able to interfere with the situation in the Douluo plane in the short term. In order to prevent Tang San and Huo Yuhao from developing too fast, he really needs a powerful combat force to help him kill them.

And Oscar just has this ability.

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Anyway, even if this guy violates the rules of the God Realm and goes to the lower realm, he will just be in jail like him.

On the contrary, if the opponent really kills Huo Yuhao and Tang San from the lower realm, it will definitely be very beneficial.

What if it really happens?

Thinking of this, he turned his head and grabbed Xiao Wu's palm, completing the exchange with Shura God.

After doing this, the nail of his thumb quietly scratched the tip of his finger, and a drop of golden blood was carried by divine power and came to Oscar.

"As a brother, I can understand your grief, and I don't advise you to do anything. Be careful in everything."

Oscar took a deep breath and took out a porcelain bottle: "Thank you."

Seeing the actions between the two, the God of Destruction frowned slightly, but did not choose to stop it.

Although he didn't know what Oscar wanted to do, this guy had no conflict of interest with him, and he probably wasn't helping to target him.

And he didn't think that a second-level god could pose any threat to him.

On the contrary, if the other party intends to violate the rules of the divine world and avenge his wife Jiucai Goddess, instead of issuing a warning, it is better to wait until the other party commits a crime before taking action.

In this way, he could also take this opportunity to send Oscar to prison, weakening Tang San's power again.

But these are all things for later. The top priority is to quickly investigate the reason why the Nine Color Goddess's brand disappeared. If this unprecedented thing is not clarified, even he, the God King, will inevitably feel a little uneasy.

"Now that you've finished talking about it, it's time to talk about how to resolve this matter."

Drawing everyone's attention to himself, the God of Destruction took a sip of tea and spoke calmly.

"Since the law enforcer Tang San is using power for personal gain, I feel that we cannot trust his explanation for this matter. It is best to send someone to the Douluo plane to investigate the specific situation first, and then punish Tang San as appropriate."

Tang San frowned, his expression obviously not very good-looking.

"I wonder who the God of Destruction plans to send to investigate this matter?"

investigation?

What a waste of investigation!

Huo Yuhao has seven origins of original sin gathered in him. Who knows what kind of relationship this guy had with several original sin gods before he was reborn. If the two parties come into contact, they must not just let him meet and sit together. Come down and make dumplings?

Still thinking about seeking revenge against those two people?

It would be great if he could avoid being killed by Huo Yuhao!

"As one of the law enforcers, of course I sent several of my subordinates to investigate."

The God of Destruction glanced sideways at Tang San and asked, knowingly: "Why, you look reluctant, Poseidon, is it because you have some secret that you are afraid of being discovered by us?"

"There's no need to blame someone if you want to."

Tang San responded coldly: "God of Destruction, I think I'm polite enough to you on weekdays, but you target me at every turn. I believe this is obvious to all the committee members here."

"In this case, no one knows whether you will secretly instruct your subordinates to add some unfounded charges to me during the investigation, so I will never agree to this matter!"

The God of Destruction's face darkened, but he did not defend himself.

"Then what do you want to do? Don't tell me that you plan to let your people investigate the whole story. As you said yourself, who knows whether your companions will help you clear your name during the investigation? "

"Of course not. Since we can't trust each other's people, let's find an intermediary with enough strength and prestige to take charge of this matter."

"oh?"

The God of Destruction raised his eyebrows: "Who?"

Tang San smiled lightly and whispered a name.

"The God of Emotions, Rong Nian Bing."

After walking out of Poseidon's mansion, Oscar and the other two gathered at Oscar's home again by chance.

"Xiao Ao."

Dai Mubai asked hesitantly, seemingly worried about Oscar's silence along the way.

"Are you okay?"

".Boss Dai, Fatty, Zhuqing."

Oscar closed the door and looked at the three of them with red eyes, his voice filled with crazy hatred.

"Can you help me?"

"You want us to accompany you to the lower world for revenge?"

"Yes, I must make Rongrong's murderer pay the price!"

Oscar gritted his teeth. When he thought that Ning Rongrong didn't even have a chance to be resurrected, his expression became twitching and ferocious.

"The opponent can defeat Xiao San's wisp of soul, and his strength should not be underestimated. I may not be able to defeat him alone, so I want to ask you to help me."

"I know I shouldn't involve you, but apart from you, I can't think of anyone who is willing and able to help me."

He lowered his head, his voice choked with sobs, and prayed humbly.

"I really don't know what to do, so please, help me."

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Listening to Oscar's voice, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun looked at each other in silence and scratched their hair in distress.

"Fat man, what do you think?"

Ma Hongjun smiled: "You are the boss, you have the final say."

"Then... take a walk with Xiao Ao?"

Having made such a hasty decision, Dai Mubai couldn't help but shake his head and sighed softly: "I don't know what the food in the prison is like. But with this guy Xiao Ao here, I shouldn't have to worry about food."

"What? After eating Oscar's big sausage for so many years, you still haven't had enough?"

"screw you."

Seeing the two of them laughing and joking, with a few words deciding everything, Oscar raised his head in shock, just in time to see Dai Mubai punch him in the chest.

"You kid, you have been in the God Realm for decades, but you seem to be out of touch."

"We Seven Devils have always been one. How can we stay out of this kind of thing?"

"that is."

Ma Hongjun nodded in agreement: "When we were just Titled Douluo, we destroyed the Wuhun Palace at its peak. Now that we have become gods, are we still afraid of going to jail?"

"Thank you, thank you"

"Okay, it's not too late to say thank you after catching the murderer. After staying in the God Realm for so long, it's time to stretch your muscles."

Dai Mubai waved his hand, bloodthirsty light bursting out from his eyes.

"Let the murderer know this time that we, the Shrek Seven Devils, are not so easy to kill!"

"woke up?"

The cold voice echoed in his ears, Tang San's eyelids trembled, and finally he slowly opened them.

As his consciousness returned, the pain of torn muscles and severed meridians rushed into his mind, causing him to subconsciously grit his teeth.

The golden sun and silver moon hanging high in the sky have disappeared, replaced by a cloudless and clear sky.

Have you come out of Qiankun Qingqing Valley?

Using the little soul power left in his body, Tang San released the Eight Spider Spears and struggled to support his body. Only then did he notice the white-haired boy next to him who was watching him playfully.

For no reason, his heart suddenly jumped into his throat.

"What do you want?"

Seeing Tang San's nervous look, Huo Yuhao chuckled, and in a flash he came to him and grabbed his neck.

"If I want to do something, do you think you have a chance to wake up?"

Tang San was stunned: ".You won't kill me?"

"Of course, after all, your performance this time was very impressive and I gained a lot, so I look forward to you bringing me better things next time."

Speaking of this, Huo Yuhao paused, and an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"And your mother gave everything she had in exchange for a chance for me to let you go. She can't break her promise, right?"

He let go of the other party somewhat casually, Huo Yuhao looked at Tang San's hateful eyes, took a step back, and spoke with a slight smile.

"Run, run as far as possible, and pray that you won't be found by me again."

"One day, you will regret everything you did to me, Dong'er, and my mother."

Struggling to get up from the ground, Tang San took a deep look at Huo Yuhao, his tone cold.

"Huo Yuhao, I will make you pay for the evil deeds you have done!"

"Really? That would be great."

Huo Yuhao nodded slightly.

"I'm waiting for you to die."

Tang San said no more, and was about to leave, when suddenly he seemed to notice something, and his whole body was shaken.

"Where's my trident!?"

"Huh? Don't you know?"

Huo Yuhao tilted his head: "That's what I said, a huge trophy."