Again Recalling Ah Yin's last hateful gaze, a feeling of heart-wrenching pain instantly washed over him .
"No!!!" Tang Hao roared, as if all his strength had been drained, and he collapsed to his knees. Watching the dissipating green light, he trembled with agony. "My Ah Yin! My, my Ah Yin!" His hands flailed wildly in the air, trying to grasp the light, to hold onto his Ah Yin. "No, no, no, no!!" However, as the green light gradually faded , nothing remained except a bamboo skewer on the ground. The unique fragrance of the Blue Silver Emperor dissipated in the air, the warmth in his hands vanished, and Tang Hao's heart turned icy cold. He stared at his hands in disbelief, tears streaming down his face! He shakily picked up the bamboo skewer. He never imagined that Ah Yin would rather die than acknowledge him! "Gone. Everything's gone!" "I...I actually...killed Ah Yin again!" Overwhelmed with remorse, his face contorted in a grimace, tears and snot mingling with the bloodstains on his cheeks, a mixture of crying and laughing, his features twisted. He resembled a murderous demon! "Ugh!!" A surge of killing intent rushed to his brain, and Tang Hao couldn't help but roar, cracks appearing on the walls along the street. His eyes turned bloodshot, and a violent killing intent surged forth with his Killing God Domain, nine spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—slowly rising beneath him. The red spirit ring was particularly dazzling. "Ahhh~" Ning Rongrong, tears streaming down her face, covered her mouth, almost screaming, trembling under Tang Hao's killing intent. She finally understood why Xiao Lan had been urging her to leave! This disheveled beggar was actually a Title Douluo! Suppressing her fear, Ning Rongrong slowly retreated and quickly left the area. She ran far away, and as she ran, she burst into tears. She regretted it; she shouldn't have brought Xiao Lan out to play. How was she going to explain this to Ye Qiu? Having just experienced the Sunset Forest incident, she was on the verge of collapse. The person she had brought out... was gone again! "Xiao Lan... Ye Qiu, I'm sorry! Waaah~" She stumbled and staggered towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. On the original street, Tang Hao had already picked up the Clear Sky Hammer, and like a madman, he kept smashing it down on the shops on both sides. Boom! Bang! Houses collapsed, and debris flew everywhere. A terrifying aura surged outwards! The destructive power of a Title Douluo was terrifying; countless innocent civilians were affected. "Ah~ Run! This bastard has gone mad!" ... Tang Hao's aura had been sensed by many people. The Royal Knights and the Spirit Hall were the first to arrive at the scene, and many Soul Masters were watching from a distance. "Where did this Title Douluo come from?" "That...that's the Clear Sky Hammer! Someone! Someone!" Spirit Hall Bishop Salas recognized him at a glance. "My lord!" "Report this immediately! Tang Hao has appeared!" "Yes!" Salas immediately arranged for people to take action. Tang Hao continued to wreak havoc; he couldn't forgive himself! He had actually killed Ah Yin again. Right in front of him! Right in front of him! He had forced her to her death! "Ah Yin!!" He wailed incessantly! Deeply mired in pain and self-blame, unable to extricate himself, his Clear Sky Hammer, stained with blood, swept across the surroundings! Clang! A dark opening appeared in the void. Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo arrived. "Uncle Sword, what's wrong with Tang Hao? Has he gone mad?" "He must have suffered some kind of blow! It should be related to Ah Yin, whom he mentioned." Sword Douluo stood on his sword, sensing the violent killing intent emanating from Tang Hao, his expression somewhat grave. "I never imagined that the mighty Haotian Douluo would fall to such a state. Fengzhi, do you think we should stop him?" Bone Douluo crossed his arms, quietly watching Tang Hao with a somewhat wistful expression. "It seems we don't need to intervene," Ning Fengzhi said to the two, pointing to a noblewoman-like woman below. The newcomer appeared to be an ordinary person, with no trace of soul power emanating from her.
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She was dressed in a silver palace gown, tall and slender, with exquisite features and an incomparably noble air.
Strangely, her nobility did not intimidate others; only gentleness and tranquility were felt. Her
long, light blue hair was styled in a bun, adorned with golden hair ornaments for added beauty. Long bangs cascaded down her sides, framing her face. Her eyes were calm, her expression serene.
She was approaching the now-mad Tang Hao step by step.
"Stop her!" Salas's voice rang out. He couldn't let Tang Hao escape so easily. *
Whoosh!* A sharp sword, like the Sword of Damocles, hovered above his head. The Sword Douluo's voice was cold.
"Salas! Doesn't your Spirit Hall care about the lives of ordinary people?" Salas's
face was grim, his eyes filled with gloom, but he dared not be presumptuous any longer, forcing a smile.
"Hehe... Sword Douluo, what are you saying? I was afraid that Master Tang would be harmed, so I wanted to intervene."
A golden ring appeared around the woman in the palace gown, its golden light slowly spreading outwards.
Spring breezes swept across Lugu Lake, autumn rains soaked Jiuzhaigou.
Wherever the golden light touched, a profound peace settled in everyone's hearts, as if enveloped in warm sunshine, leaving only brightness in even the most gloomy minds.
The bloodthirsty killing intent in Tang Hao's eyes gradually faded, his gaze returning to clarity, and he stopped what he was doing.
Turning back to look at the woman in palace attire, he dared not meet her gaze, his eyes filled with shame.
"Yuehua."
Scanning his surroundings, he realized he had almost met his demise!
Seeing the menacing Spirit Hall members around him,
perhaps not wanting her to be implicated, Tang Hao didn't speak to her. After glancing at her again, he left without looking back.
No one dared to stop him; even Salas, whose cultivation was only at the Soul Douluo level, could only watch helplessly.
Tang Yuehua looked in the direction he had left with complicated emotions.
She didn't understand; it was clearly their scheme, so why were they acting like this, risking their lives?
"Heh." She gave a mocking laugh, a touch of heartache in her voice, and walked gracefully towards Yuexuan.
...
After Xiao Lan committed suicide, she returned to Ye Qiu's body.
Ye Qiu also received the information Xiao Lan shared with him.
At this moment, he was rushing to Tian Dou City without stopping, his Sharingan eyes never closing the entire way, purple energy swirling in his pupils.
He had to find Ning Rongrong as soon as possible!
On the way back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong kept running, without stopping for a moment.
"Waaah... Xiao Lan~ Ye Qiu... I'm sorry... I'm sorry."
She kept repeating these words.
She had cried all the way from Tian Dou City.
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She was afraid that Ye Qiu would treat her like the relatives of those disciples who had died, verbally abusing her, wanting to kill or torture her. Her tears were almost dry.
"Ah~" She collapsed to the ground, exhausted from running, not knowing how many times she had fallen.
Now she was covered in dust and mud, her face wet with tears and smudged with dirt, a messy, dirty face.
But she didn't want to stop. She had to go back to find Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone, and kill the murderer. She couldn't let him get away. All she wanted now was to go home
. Enduring the pain, she slowly pushed herself up and ran forward again.
"Ah!" Her knees were bleeding.
"Ning Rongrong!" A voice rang in her ears.
Startled, she looked up. Ye Qiu was running towards her
. "Are you alright?" Ye Qiu quickly ran over and tried to help her up.
"Ah! No, I didn't kill him! It wasn't me!" Ning Rongrong stumbled and crawled backward, not daring to look at Ye Qiu, already somewhat delirious.
Ye Qiu grabbed her, but she struggled.
"Calm down!"
"It wasn't me! Ye Qiu! It wasn't me!"
"I know it wasn't you, calm down!"
"Ah!"
Ye Qiu grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.
Blue Silver Emperor's second soul skill, Blue Silver Fragrance!
Gradually, the unique aura of the Blue Silver Emperor soothed her emotions, and she stopped struggling.
She just kept sobbing, saying things in a panicked and remorseful tone.
"Ye Qiu...did I kill someone again?"
"Xiao Lan is gone! It's all my fault, all my fault!"
(End of Chapter)