Chapter 122 The miserable Tang San!

Medicine Hall.

The medicine hall was originally bustling with people and very lively.

At this moment, everyone was gathered in the basement, looking at Tang San in front of them.

wow——

Throw a basin of water away.

Tang San, whose limbs were completely tied to the cross, slowly woke up. Seeing so many people in front of him, his heart tightened: "Who are you? Where are you?"

"Your name is Tang San?" Yang Wudi's voice was indifferent.

Tang San endured the severe pain in his head and nodded: "Do you know me?"

Yang Wudi snorted coldly: "Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of letting me know you? I ask you, your father is Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao?"

From Yu Xiaogang.

Tang San already knew his father's identity, he was a powerful Titled Douluo named Haotian that everyone in the soul master world yearned for and respected.

just.

Looking at the eyes of these people in front of me, it doesn't look like they admire my father and specially invited me here.

Instead, he seemed to have a blood feud with his father and wanted to kill him quickly.

"Haotian Douluo is my father, I don't know senior..." Tang San hadn't finished his words yet.

Snapped……

The crisp sound of the air exploding echoed in everyone's ears. Looking at the gradually red and swollen whip marks on his body, Tang San couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

This person.

Are you sick?

Yang Wudi held the whip in his hand and snorted coldly: "I am not the kind of person who will bring trouble to future generations. Logically speaking, Tang Hao is dead, and the grudge between Tang Hao and I has been wiped out. However, this whip is because I died for me." My son can beat me!"

Followed by.

Snapped!

There was another crisp, deafening whip sound.

"This whip was given by me for the imperial clan!"

Snapped! !

"This whip was given by me to the Li clan!"

Snapped! ! !

"You received this whip for the Haotian Sect and your sect!"

Yang Wudi is a Soul Master with the Soul-Breaking Gun, a powerful Soul Douluo level expert, and his strength is already comparable to that of ordinary Titled Douluo level experts.

Not to mention that Tang San was only a thirty-level soul master who had just obtained the third soul ring. Even soul emperors and soul saints might not be able to withstand Yang Wudi's anger.

but.

Tang San, however, held on with all his strength!

He endured the double feeling of being torn mentally and physically, and managed to keep him from fainting.

He wanted to say something.

But he found that his consciousness was no longer clear.

I can't even hear clearly what I am saying...

Just when Yang Wudi was about to crack the whip again to vent his anger on the people in his clan, a familiar voice sounded.

Let him hold back and not continue to take action.

"Okay, let's forget about being angry. If you continue to fight, you will beat this kid to death." Dugu Bo said.

See someone coming.

The members of the Po Zhi clan consciously made way for Dugu Bo, Ning Chen and others, and slowly walked towards Tang San's position, which was firmly locked by the iron chain.

Only one person.

With a quick step, he ran directly in front of Tang San, knelt down, his big pink eyes filled with crystal tears, and hugged Tang San with all his strength, who had fainted and was lying limply on the ground.

"Little San!"

"Mistress, wake up!"

"Brother, don't sleep! Don't sleep!"

Xiao Wu burst into tears for a while, shaking Tang San's body and sobbing.

"If you keep shaking it, he will really die." Ning Chen said slowly.

"Isn't this what you want? Don't you just want me to see how you torture third brother and me! You pervert! I can't wait to kill you right now!"

Xiao Wu carefully hugged Tang San's body, staring at Ning Chen with her eyes fixed on him, wanting to peel him off and convulse him!

Ignoring the crazy bitch Xiao Wu who had lost her mind, Ning Chen looked at Ye Lingling and said, "Sister Lingling, I'm sorry to bother you."

Although Ye Lingling didn't know what Ning Chen was going to do.

What is the purpose of doing this.

However, he still followed his instructions and summoned the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit to treat Tang San.

have to say.

Jiuxin Haitang is indeed the number one healing auxiliary martial spirit in the world, with extremely powerful healing abilities.

Tang San, whose flesh and blood were blurred and turned out due to Yang Wudi just now, had gradually begun to heal under Jiuxin Haitang's treatment. Even the bruises and red and swollen whip marks on the body were slowly eliminated and faded under Jiuxin Haitang's treatment at this moment.

Xiao Wu looked at Ye Lingling with a magical look in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, this girl who looked very cold and whose expression was almost the same as Zhu Zhuqing turned out to be an auxiliary soul master with healing soul skills.

Moreover, the treatment effect is so good.

It's really unbelievable.

It didn't take long.

Tang San gradually woke up from his coma.

Seeing the familiar person in front of him, who he thought about day and night, appear in front of him, and when he gently caressed his cheek with his gentle hands, Tang San was slightly startled, and his eyes were instantly covered with tears:

"Xiao...Xiao Wu...quick...run!"

"No, I won't leave. We will never leave again!" Xiao Wu burst into tears, her voice hoarse and sobbing, venting her longing and excitement.

"Okay, okay, stop crying and act like you won't see each other again soon."

Ning Chen rolled his eyes.

Bitch is just hypocritical.

"Ning Chen!" Tang San stared at Ning Chen intently.

Originally, he was still thinking about who he had offended, and he would actually send a Contra or even a Titled Douluo level expert to capture him.

Once, he also thought it would be Ning Chen.

However, he doesn't understand.

If he wants to capture himself.

Why didn't he take action on himself when he was arresting Xiao Wu, but why did he wait until now to start taking action on him?

He doesn't understand.