Douluo: Why do you need to fight one-on-one when you can fight in groups?

Chapter 68: Tang San Revives!

Above the God Realm, some changes happened at this time. The Blood God who was flirting with the God of Love suddenly frowned.

He could feel that the [-]% that he won for Wang Mo, which belonged to the original luck of the son of luck, was taken away again.

Under careful induction, the Blood God was silent for a long time before he sighed. The God of Love beside him was no longer there:

"What are you doing now? The good people have already accepted their fate, but you are the only one who is still tossing about these things, are you so afraid of losing the so-called theocracy? We are all human beings, so why bother to forget that you were once a human being for the sake of God?"

In the blood-colored hall, there is a strange thing like an altar. A middle-aged man propped his hands on the ground, lying on the ground, coughing non-stop, spurting red blood every time.

"Damn it, why can't the remaining [-]% of luck be taken back."

He had just revived Tang San, expending a lot of energy, and his god core was worn out.

But when it was gathering its lifetime luck for Tang San, an accident happened, and the remaining [-]%, that is, the [-]% that went to Mu Zige, could not be pulled back, and he still couldn't feel the influence of this luck. where?
If so, why did he expend so much effort to revive Tang San?
Tang San, who was full of luck before his death, was killed, but now with [-]% less luck, he would die sooner.

"It can only be taken from other people."

He covered his mouth and stood up, still coughing violently.

"The injury is really serious, cough cough. Last time, in order to bring Tang San over, I abolished three gods of different levels. This time, even most of my own god core was abolished. I don't know how long it will take to recover. , The trump card I used to avoid Ragnarok is gone.

No, we must hurry up and win over the vacillating Nine Colors Goddess, otherwise if Tang San dies again, there is really no other way. "

"Cough cough."

"If it wasn't for resisting the Ragnarok brought by the Wuhun Temple in the prophecy, why would I have to expend so much effort, and you are all cowards!?"

"Blood God……"

"Damn you too!!"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom."

Tang Hao, who was crying, suddenly froze, the sound like knocking on a wooden board was...

"Little three, little three."

He recognized that it was the voice from Xiaosan's tomb, could it be, could it be...

Tang Hao's hands were trembling, and he swung the Clear Sky Hammer, gently digging open the tomb.

The father is kind and the son is filial, the father is kind and the son is filial.

Tang Xiao was stunned. Although he also heard the voice, he would never think that Tang San was resurrected. Even a god couldn't do such a thing, right?

"Brother Hao, don't you... you, I..." Tang Xiao wanted to dissuade Tang Hao, but he opened his mouth and mumbled a few words, but he didn't know how to speak, so he gave up.

Forget it, just dig it through and bury it back.

I just hope that my nephew is in the spirit of heaven, don't blame brother Hao, he also cares about it and makes chaos, and caring makes chaos.

But when Tang Hao dug up Tang San's coffin, he discovered something else that shocked Tang Xiao.

The coffin lid of Tang San's coffin was lifted directly, and then a strange person jumped out from inside holding the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Who are you? Why are you in my nephew's tomb?" Tang Xiao yelled loudly, but at the same time he wondered in his heart, is there something wrong with this person? You can't rob such a place even if you are a tomb robber. thing.

But this strange person is Tang San.

Tang San after resurrection.

Tang San at this time had been buried underground for more than a month.

But the body has not become thinner, it is still full as before, but the face is a little tired, but it is also because of being locked up in the dark for a long time.

The only change...is the face.

But Tang Hao still recognized him with the help of the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, his familiar aura, and a...strange, god-like guidance.

It was his own son, Tang San.

At this moment Tang San still had a fuzzy consciousness, and because he hadn't seen the light for too long, his eyes narrowed subconsciously, and a picture kept echoing in his mind, the picture of him being stabbed to death by his eight spider lances.

And his Eight Spider Lances were indeed gone.

"Little three."

Sudden!Tang San was embraced by a broad arm, Tang San knew this was his father, but why didn't it feel right?
Tang San operated the Purple Demon Eyes, opened his eyes, and after seeing his father's appearance, he could eat a catty of shit: "Dad, what's wrong with you."

I saw Tang Hao now, one arm and one leg disappeared.Supporting the body on one leg, the clothes seemed even more sloppy.

But even with only one arm, Dad still held him so tightly and so warmly...

"Cough cough."

Tang Hao's arms were too tightly hugged, Tang San felt a little uncomfortable, and coughed.

"Yes, I'm sorry Xiaosan, dad is too excited, dad is too excited." Tang Hao let go, wiping tears with only one arm.

He was really sure now, this person was Tang San, but he didn't know why he changed his face.

Why the big deal, not the big deal...

Looking at Tang Hao, Tang San's mouth moved, and he was instantly furious, who hurt his father like this.

Images flashed through his mind very quickly.

It still looks like he was killed by the Eight Spider Lances, but there is one more person in the picture, a person with a scythe.

"Dad! Did that man with the sickle called Wang Mo hurt you?" Tang San roared.

"No, it's the Spirit Hall."

Tang San clenched his fists: "Wuhundian... I, Tang San, are inseparable from you!!

and also……

Mu Zige, you wait.

I am the number one hidden weapon in the Tang Sect. "

I'm not afraid of that dark thing of yours.

……

In the city of Lequerdu, Wang Mo stepped into it with a gloomy face, and after finding Qian Daoliu, his face brightened all of a sudden.

"You are the great priest of the Wuhun Temple, right? It's a pleasure to meet you, let's catch Tang Hao together and torture him severely!"

Qian Daoliu was astonished.

……

Mu Zige returned to the Wuhun Hall, and after staying for a few days, he suddenly found the second enshrined Golden Crocodile Douluo to discuss some matters.

"Xiao Ke, this is the latest information about Shrek Academy. I investigated it without Bibi Dong knowing it. Take a look." Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed.

Mu Zige unfolded the information and read it word by word.

First of all, the first news is quite explosive.

"Lanba Academy in Tiandou City was renamed Shrek Academy because of Shrek's entry."

Continue to look down...

"Tang San...no news yet..."

"Dai Mubai..."

"Is Dai Mubai crazy?"

Mu Zige muttered to himself, looked up at Golden Crocodile Douluo, his eyes were inexplicably radiant.

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, you should send someone to give Dai Mubai away, it's useless anyway."

"Uh..." The corner of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth moved, and he nodded slightly: "Okay, okay."

"And Yu Xiaogang..."

Mu Zige's lips curled into a smile.

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, can you go and drink tea with the people behind the newspapers with the big priest?"

"I want them to do a little favor and send some gifts over, I'm sure they will be happy."

Mu Zige intends to get all newspapers across the continent to work together to publish similar content about "the master's theories are plagiarized".

As for how to get other newspapers to agree...

Of course it was a threat, not an inducement.

Although, the current Wuhundian can't move any force, after all, it can move the whole body, but...

Mu Zige didn't intend to use any influence, but just wanted to let the whole world recognize a fact.

Golden Crocodile Douluo said: "There is nothing wrong with what you said, but how do you plan to avoid Bibi Dong, she is too obsessed with that Yu Xiaogang."

Mu Zige thought for a while: "Don't worry about this, the Pope still trusts me quite a bit, I will hold her back and keep the Pope from knowing the news from the newspaper.

By the way, some other tabloids can report some fake news.

Let’s just say that Yu Xiaogang entered a brothel many years ago, ordered a dozen girls, and all of them became pregnant. "

Golden Crocodile Douluo: "..."

"Who would believe this!"

"So it's fake news!" Mu Zige said.

After discussing with Golden Crocodile Douluo, after everything has been arranged, the time is finally set, half a month later.

Then the next day, Mu Zige was driven to Wuhun Academy by Bibidong.

Zhu Zhuqing and Tang Lingling were also in the same class as Muzige as transfer students.

There is no other meaning, just let them know more friends.

Most of the geniuses of Wuhun Academy will have a position in Wuhun Hall, so it is always right to know some people.

Especially the holy son Mu Zige.

To be honest, the dean of Wuhun Academy found it unbelievable to hear the news that Mu Zige was going to study in the academy. When it came out, all the teachers and students in the school thought it was fake news.

Because, Mu Zige, who entered school five years ago, has never entered the academy since the first day of school to report.

Zhu Zhuqing and Tang Lingling, who had learned about Mu Zige's glorious deeds, looked at Mu Zige strangely.

(End of this chapter)