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Chapter 1326
chapter 0551 part 3
As soon as Tang Song said this, a stone under Wanrenwang's foot instantly shattered into pieces when stepped on. "What do you mean by that?"
Wanrenwang looked at Tang Song emotionally, his eyes were bloodshot, like a ferocious beast choosing someone to devour, like a ferocious beast that would swallow Tang Song in one breath.
Tang Song waved the folding fan in his hand and smiled casually, "Looking at Brother Wan's appearance, if I'm not mistaken, Brother Wan's daughter will be resurrected soon. As for Brother Wan's wife, it's not impossible for her to be resurrected either! That depends on you, Brother Wan!"
"Who exactly are you?" True Essence had already condensed in Wanrenwang's Palm, as if he would attack Tang Song the next moment. Long Xing quickly pulled him back.
"As for me! A poor soul whose wives are fighting each other and who had no choice but to come mediate!"
Tang Song looked at the blood cloud in the Sky and that figure passing through the blood cloud, and couldn't help but cover his forehead with his hand and say.
Wanrenwang and Long Xing also looked up at the same time. They only saw within the blood cloud, a figure completely covered in black flame was constantly killing towards the center of the Blood Sea.
"Wives?!" Wanrenwang looked at the blood cloud above his head, then looked at Tang Song, only feeling his throat was a bit dry, and couldn't help but swallow. "I wonder which one in the blood cloud is Mister Tang's wife?"
A slightly shy smile appeared on Tang Song's face, and he smiled casually, "I have a sickness. Both are my humble wives!"
Hearing Tang Song admit it so openly, Wanrenwang's complexion instantly turned completely pale. He stumbled back several steps. Then his complexion turned from white to green, then from green to red.
Tang Song watched with interest as this Ghost King's complexion changed unpredictably. Soon, this Ghost King Sect Sect Master, who used the alias Wanrenwang, took a deep breath. With a thump, he knelt down on both knees. "Wanrenwang of the Ghost King Sect greets the Immortal!"
Qinglong, one of the Four Great Protectors of the Ghost King Sect, who used the alias Long Xing, seeing this, also knelt down on the scattered stones. Fresh blood instantly stained their knees red.
Tang Song was speechless. As expected of an adaptable hero, he has the bearing of Gao Qiwang.
"Alright, get up!"
Wanrenwang knelt on the ground but did not immediately get up. "Immortal, I have longed greatly for achieving immortality since childhood and only joined the Ghost King Sect by chance. Immortal, do you see if I have the opportunity to achieve immortality? I am willing to repay your kindness!"
Saying this, Wanrenwang knocked his head against the stone several times with loud thuds. Blood water instantly splattered from his forehead.
Tang Song started laughing, "Hahaha—I thought you were going to recognize me as your godfather and take care of me in my old age!"
Wanrenwang didn't know what the Immortal in front of him found funny, but he knew how to climb the ladder. His eyes rolled, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a faint, indifferent voice come from beside his ear:
"If you don't want to get up, then never get up!"
As soon as Wanrenwang heard these words, he stood up with a whoosh. "I've made the Immortal laugh!"
Qinglong beside him also quickly got up.
"Adaptable, not bad! A promising talent!" Tang Song nodded.
Wanrenwang gave a bitter smile, "I've made the Immortal laugh!"
Tang Song's gaze, however, fell on Qinglong's body, and he said somewhat strangely, "You seem to recognize me! I don't remember coming to This World!"
Qinglong recovered from the series of incidents. Hearing Tang Song's doubt, his gaze fell on the folding fan in Tang Song's hand. "At a glance, the form of this fan seems like Old Ancestor Feng Yue's Mountain and River Fan!"
Old Ancestor Feng Yue's Mountain and River Fan, Old Ancestor Feng Yue of Jieshi Mountain's signature magic treasure! Wanrenwang is quite experienced; otherwise, he wouldn't know the origin of the Soul Devouring Rod in Zhang Xiaofan's hand. The Blood Devouring Bead is one thing, but he actually recognized the origin of Rod Body Soul Seizing, clearly often reading ancient books.
He naturally knew Old Ancestor Feng Yue. That was a famous cultivator who performed secluded cultivation on Jieshi Mountain in The East. His Dao Cultivation was profound and he was quite famous on the cultivation path. He usually acted between the Righteous and Evil Paths, had no great evil, and was not contentious with the world, so neither the Righteous Path nor the Evil Path provoked this person. But what does this have to do with Old Ancestor Feng Yue's magic treasure?
"The Sect Master went to the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains to search for the trace of the Taotie, but didn't know that Old Ancestor Feng Yue's Mountain and River Fan was also given to that High Immortal, cough, was also offered to that High Immortal!"
Qinglong saw Wanrenwang's doubt and explained with a bitter smile, then looked at the folding fan in Tang Song's hand, "It's just that when Immortal you opened the folding fan, I wasn't sure anymore. The fan surface is completely different from his!"
Swish! Tang Song closed the folding fan and held the folding fan, about a foot long, in front of him, tapping his Palm. His left hand's slender fingers tapped the folding fan:
"No wonder, this fan of mine was indeed sent by that guy Wade Wilson. It's just that I disliked the fan surface, so I refined it again!"
Swish! Tang Song opened the fan surface again. This time, the fan surface was clearly covered in twinkling stars.
After Wanrenwang heard the conversation between the two, only then did he seem to wake from a dream. He hesitated for a moment. He hesitated and cupped his fists towards Tang Song and said, "Immortal, you said my wife has a chance to Return to Life. I wonder if it's true or false?"
(end of chapter)
As soon as Tang Song said this, a stone under Wanrenwang's foot instantly shattered into pieces when stepped on. "What do you mean by that?"
Wanrenwang looked at Tang Song emotionally, his eyes were bloodshot, like a ferocious beast choosing someone to devour, like a ferocious beast that would swallow Tang Song in one breath.
Tang Song waved the folding fan in his hand and smiled casually, "Looking at Brother Wan's appearance, if I'm not mistaken, Brother Wan's daughter will be resurrected soon. As for Brother Wan's wife, it's not impossible for her to be resurrected either! That depends on you, Brother Wan!"
"Who exactly are you?" True Essence had already condensed in Wanrenwang's Palm, as if he would attack Tang Song the next moment. Long Xing quickly pulled him back.
"As for me! A poor soul whose wives are fighting each other and who had no choice but to come mediate!"
Tang Song looked at the blood cloud in the Sky and that figure passing through the blood cloud, and couldn't help but cover his forehead with his hand and say.
Wanrenwang and Long Xing also looked up at the same time. They only saw within the blood cloud, a figure completely covered in black flame was constantly killing towards the center of the Blood Sea.
"Wives?!" Wanrenwang looked at the blood cloud above his head, then looked at Tang Song, only feeling his throat was a bit dry, and couldn't help but swallow. "I wonder which one in the blood cloud is Mister Tang's wife?"
A slightly shy smile appeared on Tang Song's face, and he smiled casually, "I have a sickness. Both are my humble wives!"
Hearing Tang Song admit it so openly, Wanrenwang's complexion instantly turned completely pale. He stumbled back several steps. Then his complexion turned from white to green, then from green to red.
Tang Song watched with interest as this Ghost King's complexion changed unpredictably. Soon, this Ghost King Sect Sect Master, who used the alias Wanrenwang, took a deep breath. With a thump, he knelt down on both knees. "Wanrenwang of the Ghost King Sect greets the Immortal!"
Qinglong, one of the Four Great Protectors of the Ghost King Sect, who used the alias Long Xing, seeing this, also knelt down on the scattered stones. Fresh blood instantly stained their knees red.
Tang Song was speechless. As expected of an adaptable hero, he has the bearing of Gao Qiwang.
"Alright, get up!"
Wanrenwang knelt on the ground but did not immediately get up. "Immortal, I have longed greatly for achieving immortality since childhood and only joined the Ghost King Sect by chance. Immortal, do you see if I have the opportunity to achieve immortality? I am willing to repay your kindness!"
Saying this, Wanrenwang knocked his head against the stone several times with loud thuds. Blood water instantly splattered from his forehead.
Tang Song started laughing, "Hahaha—I thought you were going to recognize me as your godfather and take care of me in my old age!"
Wanrenwang didn't know what the Immortal in front of him found funny, but he knew how to climb the ladder. His eyes rolled, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a faint, indifferent voice come from beside his ear:
"If you don't want to get up, then never get up!"
As soon as Wanrenwang heard these words, he stood up with a whoosh. "I've made the Immortal laugh!"
Qinglong beside him also quickly got up.
"Adaptable, not bad! A promising talent!" Tang Song nodded.
Wanrenwang gave a bitter smile, "I've made the Immortal laugh!"
Tang Song's gaze, however, fell on Qinglong's body, and he said somewhat strangely, "You seem to recognize me! I don't remember coming to This World!"
Qinglong recovered from the series of incidents. Hearing Tang Song's doubt, his gaze fell on the folding fan in Tang Song's hand. "At a glance, the form of this fan seems like Old Ancestor Feng Yue's Mountain and River Fan!"
Old Ancestor Feng Yue's Mountain and River Fan, Old Ancestor Feng Yue of Jieshi Mountain's signature magic treasure! Wanrenwang is quite experienced; otherwise, he wouldn't know the origin of the Soul Devouring Rod in Zhang Xiaofan's hand. The Blood Devouring Bead is one thing, but he actually recognized the origin of Rod Body Soul Seizing, clearly often reading ancient books.
He naturally knew Old Ancestor Feng Yue. That was a famous cultivator who performed secluded cultivation on Jieshi Mountain in The East. His Dao Cultivation was profound and he was quite famous on the cultivation path. He usually acted between the Righteous and Evil Paths, had no great evil, and was not contentious with the world, so neither the Righteous Path nor the Evil Path provoked this person. But what does this have to do with Old Ancestor Feng Yue's magic treasure?
"The Sect Master went to the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains to search for the trace of the Taotie, but didn't know that Old Ancestor Feng Yue's Mountain and River Fan was also given to that High Immortal, cough, was also offered to that High Immortal!"
Qinglong saw Wanrenwang's doubt and explained with a bitter smile, then looked at the folding fan in Tang Song's hand, "It's just that when Immortal you opened the folding fan, I wasn't sure anymore. The fan surface is completely different from his!"
Swish! Tang Song closed the folding fan and held the folding fan, about a foot long, in front of him, tapping his Palm. His left hand's slender fingers tapped the folding fan:
"No wonder, this fan of mine was indeed sent by that guy Wade Wilson. It's just that I disliked the fan surface, so I refined it again!"
Swish! Tang Song opened the fan surface again. This time, the fan surface was clearly covered in twinkling stars.
After Wanrenwang heard the conversation between the two, only then did he seem to wake from a dream. He hesitated for a moment. He hesitated and cupped his fists towards Tang Song and said, "Immortal, you said my wife has a chance to Return to Life. I wonder if it's true or false?"
(end of chapter)
