Chapter 200 Tang San and the Avalanche

The streets of Wuhun City are full of all kinds of filthy things. Due to the long war, there are relatively few ordinary people in the city, and most of them are soul masters who belong to Wuhun Palace.

They also had to put down their bodies to clean up the soul beast excrement that made them sick to look at.

Hu Liena followed Yue Guan and Gui Mei, with a dazed expression and a bit of anger. The murderous aura that she could not perfectly control emerged uncontrollably due to the fluctuations in her emotions.

"Girl, wake up, this is no longer a killing place." Yue Guan reminded.

"Sorry, I just felt a little emotional when I saw Wuhun City turned into this." Hu Liena said with a hint of apology.

A familiar person pushed a wheelbarrow and walked past. He had flamboyant red hair and dark red eyes. He was Yan.

The wheelbarrow was filled with all kinds of filth. Yan wore a mask and gloves and looked calm, as if he was used to it.

As one of the "golden generation" of Wuhun Palace, Yan was so comfortable doing this kind of work that only the humblest people could do in the past!

Hu Liena's eyes widened and she was a little stunned. In her impression, Yan was unruly. Even those more powerful soul masters would find it difficult to really make him submit.

Yan turned his head, saw the three of them, and shouted in surprise: "Nana..."

He wanted to rush over, but when he thought of the stench on his body and was afraid of being rude to the beauty, he suppressed his impulse.

After looking at himself, he smiled awkwardly and said: "Well, the respondent birds just launched an air raid, and I am doing the cleanup work."

Later, he noticed that he ignored Yue Guan and Gui Mei because of Hu Liena, and greeted them nonchalantly: "Elder Ju, Elder Gui."

Yue Guan nodded with a smile: "Do it well."

Hu Liena was both amused that Yan looked like this, but also felt a little sad that Wuhun City had fallen into this situation.

She smiled at Yan Yanran: "It's been a long time since we last met. Let's find some time to get together."

"Oh...oh..." Faced with the goddess he was thinking about, Yan was a little at a loss and subconsciously touched the back of his head with his gloved hand.

It wasn't until something wet and sticky seemed to stick to the back of his head that he suddenly woke up and secretly cursed: "Damn it."

After bidding farewell to Yan, Hu Liena continued walking towards the Pope's Palace. She couldn't help but ask:

"The attack by the soul beasts is something that concerns the entire human race, right? Don't the two empires have support?"

Yue Guan shook his head: "The Tiandou Empire has no time to take care of itself, and there is also a ferocious beast leading a herd of beasts to wreak havoc on its territory. Most of the forces sent by many sects have been transferred in that direction.

"The Star Luo Empire... has most likely united with the soul beasts. Although they use the name of the 'Beast Control Sect', anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is just a cover.

"Although their reason for attacking the Tiandou Empire and trying to force it to hand over Duke Amon seems very legitimate, it is not normal at this time when the vicious beast appears."

Amon...that's the name again, Hu Liena felt like his shadow was everywhere.

In the Killing City, Gehrman kept talking about it, and after returning to the earthly world, he appeared unusually frequently in the chat with Yue Guan.

"Gah..." The crow with white eyes uttered a low cry and flapped its wings.

In the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong, who was wearing a purple gold crown and becoming more and more imposing, looked at Hu Liena, whose temperament had changed drastically, with a smile, and nodded with satisfaction:

"Very good. It seems that you have benefited a lot from being in the Killing City. Welcome back, Na'er."

"Teacher!" Hu Liena couldn't help but burst into tears at the joy of reunion.

She had been under too much pressure recently, and only after regaining support did she relax completely.

Bibi Dong suddenly focused her attention on the crow with white eye circles that was resting on Hu Liena's shoulder.

This crow gave her an inexplicable sense of strangeness and familiarity, like...someone who was very annoying.

I'm so annoyed by that guy that I think of him even when I see a crow... Bibi Dong dismissed some ridiculous thoughts from her mind and asked:

"What's going on with this crow?"

Hu Liena quickly responded: "This is the relic of a friend I met in the Killing City... I received a lot of care from him there, but unfortunately... he couldn't come out with me."

There was a look of disappointment on her face.

Bibi Dong sighed: "The road in life is still long, and there will be better scenery ahead. You have to learn to let go."

Although she said this, Bibi Dong thought with some self-deprecation in her heart: Let go? Easier said than done? Some thoughts will not be diluted by time, but will only become stronger as time goes by.

"Since it is your friend's relic, then keep it, but remember to take good care of it and don't let it run around. Because of the beast tide, the soul masters in Wuhun City have a strong hatred for soul beasts... ... You have seen the scene on the street today, especially for birds and soul beasts," Bibi Dong reminded.

"Yeah, I will."

"Then you go down and have a good rest first." Bibi Dong said softly.

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Tang Hao took Tang San to a tall building in Tiandou City.

This small building is five stories high, with a simple and elegant style. The word "Yue Xuan" is written on the plaque hanging in front of the building.

Tang Yuehua received the father and son. She looked at Tang Hao with a somewhat complicated look:

"Brother...have you come to me after all these years?"

"Sorry, Yuehua, I..."

"This is not a place to talk, follow me." She took the two to the top floor of Yuexuan, a huge hall.

The furnishings in the room were all made of precious agarwood, exuding a faint fragrance.

Tang Yuehua looked at Tang San and said, "Is this the son of you and Sister Yin?"

"Yes, his name is Tang San." Tang Hao nodded.

"Brother is dead, he died in the hands of the Spirit Hall... He heard that this kid would participate in the Spirit Master Competition, and the people of the Spirit Hall used him as bait to set a trap against you, so he left the mountain gate and went to the Spirit City."

Tang Hao said in a deep voice: "I am sorry for my brother, sorry for the sect..."

"Yes, you are sorry for my brother, sorry for the sect..." Tang Yuehua suddenly sneered and shouted hysterically:

"Then you will be depressed like this? Live with your decadent look that will be stopped by people when you enter Yuexuan? How long are you going to escape? Shouldn't you give an explanation to my brother, the sect, and me?"

Tang Hao shook his head and said painfully: "The moment Ah Yin died in front of me, , I have lost my spirit. A useless person like me can't help the sect..."

Tang Yuehua's face was as cold as frost: "The Spirit Hall is trapped in prison. Now is a good time for our Haotian Sect to rise again. Do you know that the disciples of the once world's number one sect have to live in seclusion in the mountains? "

Tang Hao stood up and walked slowly to the center of the hall, with his back to Tang Yuehua:

"My heart is dead. Xiao San is my explanation to the sect... He just came out of the Slaughter City. He has the Blue Silver Domain and the Killing God Domain. He is better than I used to be. I will give him to you. One year later, let him come back to the valley to find me. "

As he said, he threw a sheepskin map into Tang San's hand, and then walked out.

"Stop." Tang Yuehua ran quickly behind Tang Hao and grabbed his shoulder.

Tang Hao stopped and said, "I will find a way to avenge my elder brother. I haven't done nothing these years. I have roughly identified the murderer who plotted against us by following some clues.

"As for Xiao San, after he sees me in a year, you can take him back to recognize his ancestors. Let him do what I can't do for me. He is the son of Ah Yin and me, my only son."

Tang Hao shook Tang Yuehua's hand on his shoulder slightly, and his figure faded and disappeared quietly.

Tang Yuehua looked quietly at the place where he stood last, sighed softly, and looked back at Tang San: "Did your father tell you about your mother?"

"No." Tang San shook his head.

"Then let him tell it himself, I won't interfere." Tang Yuehua forced a smile: "How old are you this year?"

"Over 18 years old, but under 19 years old. "

"Alas... if it were ten years ago, you would have been the most dazzling star in the spirit master world, but now, the three people led by Tuduo will be the dark clouds that cannot be shaken off over your generation." Tang Yuehua shook her head slightly.

In this way, Tang San stayed and followed Tang Yuehua to learn various noble etiquette and music.

On the third day, he met a familiar yet unfamiliar noble youth - Xue Beng.

If it weren't for the same face, it would be really difficult for him to connect this gentle, well-educated and well-mannered beautiful boy with the arrogant and domineering Prince Xue Beng.

"Brother Tang, are you surprised?" Xue Beng said to Tang San with a smile.

"Indeed... I can't recognize him at all." Tang San nodded.

He saw the shadow of Xue Qinghe in the current Xue Beng.

"Unfortunately, it's too late. My father is seriously ill, my brother has monopolized power, and Uncle Xue Xing also died of illness not long ago. I can only indulge in music as a solace..." Xue Beng chuckled.

"However, my mentality has changed, but you, brother Tang San...even your appearance has changed a little, which is more changed than mine."

Tang San smiled: "It's just some coincidences. I heard that the situation in the Tiandou Empire is not very good now?"

Xue Beng sighed: "Yes...more than half a year of war has led to the people's livelihood, but my royal brother seems to be obsessed with proving himself on the battlefield, personally leading the army and fighting against the Xingluo Empire...In his eyes, there are only military merits and the throne.

"But he ignored the money and food needed to support such a large army to fight outside. The taxes are getting heavier, and the people's livelihood is getting more and more desolate...

"Behind his military merits are the blood and tears of thousands of people, and under his feet, the road he is walking on is made of countless bones."

Tang San's eyes condensed slightly. He didn't think that Prince Xue Beng would give up like this. Now telling him these things seems to have other meanings.