Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 474 Tang Wutong: Awkward.JPG
  The hanging spring waterfall pours down from the top of the peak into the canyon. It sounds like thunder and roars, rushing into the deep valley and secluded spring, splashing water and mist.

Ganoderma lucidum and exotic herbs, pines and cypresses, green radish and green vines are intertwined endlessly, and the cold air is like mist and dew.

boom! Si Muqing reached out and tied Da Ming into a knot, then whipped Er Ming.

Even those born with alien species and ancient bloodline are too fragile to be vulnerable when facing the Earthly Immortal Yang God. This is a huge gap in realm that cannot be overcome by foreign objects.

Si Muqing raised his hand to crush the seal and smashed it down. The boundless earth element connected with the magnetic field of the mountains and rivers. The earth's vitality and indescribable quality suddenly fell. A layer of black light began to appear between the sky and the earth. The vitality was running to the left and right, whistling. Passing over everything, it made a thick or sharp sound.

The bright yellow treasure seal carved with thousands of mountains and rivers descends, and the invisible vastness of the Qi machine that suppresses all material vitality descends.

The soul power and soul skills in Da Ming and Er Ming's bodies were suppressed to death by the Qi machine. Their fur and scales cracked, and blood beads seeped out from inside their bodies.

Tang Wutong's face was pale and she was sweating. Her pink-blue bangs were wet and stuck to her forehead. The sense of life and death crisis prevented her from taking a step forward.

Xue Fei sheathed Wang Shu, with no trace of mercy in her blue pupils.

Shangguan Xueer inserted the Vast Sword upside down on the ground, panting heavily, regardless of her manners. She had just arrived in this plane and had not yet adapted to the differences between the planes.

A look of resignation flashed across Da Ming's eyes. When he made this decision, he was already mentally prepared for death.

Er Ming's face was ferocious and violent, and pieces of blood mist exploded from his body.

"Wait, wait a minute!" Tang Wutong staggered in front of Da Ming and Er Ming, her delicate body like a little flower that had been tortured by the storm.

The expressions of Xue Fei and Shangguan Xue'er changed in an instant, and they cast resentful eyes at Si Muqing. It was too much. Without his permission, Tang Wutong would never be able to walk in front of Da Ming Er Ming.

"Give me a reason not to kill them!" Si Muqing's handprints stopped, and the vast and thick power stayed on the top of Tang Wutong's head, and the domineering energy stagnated the blood and flesh of Ming Ming and Er Ming.

Tang Wutong bit her lower lip with her teeth, and the bright red smeared on her lips, like a weak and weak butterfly.

"But what is your purpose in keeping me?" Tang Wutong forced himself to look at Si Muqing, not to look at the handprints that could kill him if he was not careful.

"No matter what you want, I will give it to you, please..." Tang Wutong was filled with sorrow, like a cuckoo crying for blood, plaintive and plaintive.

The majestic energy of heaven and earth dispersed, and Si Muqing slowly withdrew his magical powers.

"Can't you walk after seeing the beauty?" Xue Fei's face was gloomy, her blue eyes staring at him. Even Shangguan Xueer had a look of dissatisfaction on her face.

"Remember what you said." Si Muqing reached out and pinched Tang Wutong's chin, forcing her to lift her head.

"I understand." Tang Wutong's voice was hard, and she was mentally prepared.

"Very good." Si Muqing nodded with satisfaction and looked at Da Ming and Er Ming.

"How does it feel to be protected by your niece?" Si Muqing looked at Er Ming's red cheeks and laughed.

Daming's short claws firmly held down his impulsive second brother.

"Come with me, classmate Wang, Xue'er, I'll leave these two to you, remember to punish them." Si Muqing turned around and motioned for Tang Wutong to follow.

Tang Wutong's face was flustered, revealing a determined look.

Si Muqing brought Tang Wutong to a room.

Tang Wutong took a deep breath, raised his hand, and heard a rustling sound.

"What are you doing?" Si Muqing's slightly confused voice sounded.

Tang Wutong hesitated: "You don't want to..."

The pale cheeks were extremely rosy. A strange expression flashed across Si Muqing's face, he shook his head and said, "I don't need you to be like this."

Tang Wutong was stunned, her face flushed, and the embarrassment in her heart almost overflowed. She lowered her head and buried it in the dazzling white of the collar, wishing she could dig a hole to bury herself.

"By the way, what image do I have in your eyes?" Si Muqing shook his head helplessly. Is he such a greedy and lustful person?

"You are like this, and so is Xue'er!" Si Muqing thought of the reactions of the two girls just now, and shook his head helplessly.

Tang Wutong kept digging on the ground with her toes, wanting to squeeze out two rooms and one living room.

Si Muqing casually complained about his image in the eyes of these girls, and then changed the topic to the issue that he had always been concerned about.

"Can you call Tang San down?"

Tang Wutong's face was stagnant, he hesitated, and shook his head vigorously.

"I can't do it!" Tang Wutong said, but he was afraid that Si Muqing wouldn't believe it, so he explained again.

"Dad knows that I am imprisoned here, but the people who came here to rescue me are Uncle Rong and Uncle Dali." Tang Wutong looked slightly disappointed when he said this.

"Beyond the God Realm and within the God Realm, the fighting power of the gods will indeed have a greater ups and downs." Si Muqing nodded very understandingly. After all, there are lessons for life and destruction here. If Tang San is not careful, it will be... There is something wrong with my IQ.

"What about Xiao Wu, your mother?" Si Muqing asked, touching her chin.

Tang Wutong was so shocked for a moment that he no longer even cared about the love he had leaked.

"What do you want to do to mother?" Tang Wutong even overcame his fear of Si Muqing and asked.

"I have no interest in her. My goal has always been to be your father." Si Muqing was slightly surprised when he saw the obvious resistance on Tang Wutong's face.

"Let me ask you something, what should your name be now that you have recovered your memories of being Tang San's daughter?"

"Wang Dong, or Tang Wutong?"

"Did he tell you?" Tang Wutong's eyes were gloomy and her heart ached. She had never told Si Muqing the name Tang Wutong. There was only one way for him to know, Huo Yuhao.

The quarrels, disagreements and final farewells of that day seemed to flash before Tang Wutong's eyes.

"Sure enough, in his heart, I will never be everything to him." Tang Wutong murmured to himself.

Si Muqing heard Tang Wutong's whisper and sighed in his heart. Unless someone distorted his mind, it would be impossible for one person to take possession of everything.

"Wang Dong'er is me, and Tang Wutong is me too." Tang Wutong smoothed his hair, with a stiff smile on his face.

"You can call me whatever you want!"

Si Muqing raised her eyebrows and said, "Miss Tang, what's your choice?"

"Father, or mother?"

"If mom falls into your hands, dad won't be able to escape in the end!" Tang Wutong said with half mockery.

"Oh! But if you actively cooperate with me, I can at least ensure that Xiao Wu can survive." Si Muqing tapped her fingers on the table.

"I..." Tang Wutong's face was extremely tangled.

(End of this chapter)