Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

For the first time, Tang San saw such obvious anger in Tang Ling's eyes.

In the past, Tang Ling's emotions were mostly restrained. No matter whether he was happy, angry, sad or happy, Tang San couldn't tell from Tang Ling's expressionless face. He almost relied on guessing or vague mentions from some outspoken clips that he had spent a long time with.

This time he understood clearly that Ning Weilan was a different existence to Tang Ling.

Tang Ling instantly launched the blood sacrifice. The Imperial Fighter Team was indeed no match for him. Seeing Tang Ling's figure rushing forward, the Xuanwu Turtle Spirit Master had no time to summon back the turtle shell, and could only watch the sharp heavy sword roaring towards him.

"Brother! Don't hurt people's lives!" Tang San secretly yelled, because with this sword blow, those two people would be disabled even if they didn't die.

Immediately afterwards, there came one after another "Don't", "Stop" and "Stop", from Dugu Yan, from the Leopard Soul Master, from the Nine Hearts and Begonia Soul Master, and from the viewing platform, Flanders and Grandmaster.

Tang Ling has never been an impulsive person, or in other words, few people can make him impulsive.

His sword energy was deflected after all, leaving two bone-deep wounds on their flanks and arms, but the impact of the soul power caused the Xuanwu soul master to faint.

He flashed to Ning Weilan, held her whole body in his arms, blocked the arteries to prevent the blood from flowing so fast, and then stuffed a pill into her mouth.

When Ning Weilan was unconscious, she could clearly see Tang Ling's scarlet eyes and the way he rushed towards her. The pain in her body made her unable to hold on any longer, and she also felt the peace of mind in Tang Ling's arms. , she fell into a deep sleep.

Everyone was afraid of the momentum just now, and the five members of the Imperial Fighting Team were unconscious. Naturally, there was no need to continue this game.

Ning Rongrong took Ning Weilan from Tang Ling, with tears in her eyes. She had never seen her sister injured like this.

The sudden figure flashed in front of Dugu Yan, and continued to enlarge in Ye Lingling's fearful eyes. A feeling of suffocation arose spontaneously, and a strong pulling force forced her to press in front of Tang Ling.

"Let her go! We, we admit defeat!" Dugu Yan and others were panicked for a moment. No one dared to act impulsively. Regarding Tang Ling's outburst just now, no one could guarantee that Ye Lingling would be intact.

Her emotionless eyes glanced at Dugu Yan, and she immediately felt the piercing sensation of falling into a glacier.

His eyes fell on the five unconscious people one by one, he loosened his hands slightly, turned around, picked up Ning Weilan, and led everyone off.

Dugu Yan looked at Tang Ling at the end, his eyes changed from fear to anger, and he secretly clenched his fists, "Today you seriously injured Tian Heng, I will let you taste this next time."

Tang Ling didn't care about the cannibalistic gaze, nor did he care about her future revenge.

"We...did we win?" Ma Hongjun followed Tang Ling with a look of disbelief.

Not only him, but everyone else in Shrek was still confused. It turned out that Tang Ling was so powerful after using such methods? I originally thought it would be a difficult battle.

Tang Ling didn't go back to the meeting or listen to the master talk about boring things, and he wasn't in that mood either.

After opening a hotel, he carefully placed Ning Weilan on the bed. If the five people were not seriously injured and needed the Nine Hearts Begonia Soul Master, he would definitely bring her over.

Fortunately, Shura Palace had a lot of medicine. Tang Ling frowned and helped her carefully treat the wound. It would take about three days for it to be completely healed.

Seeing that Ning Weilan was not awake, he sat aside, leaning on a stool, and took out a book from the soul guide. His frowning brows still did not relax, as if he was looking for something in the book.

For two hours, he was so absorbed in watching that he didn't notice Ning Weilan who was gradually waking up.

She looked at the gauze on her arm and waist. The wound had been treated. She didn't know what kind of medicine Tang Ling had given her. The wound wasn't that painful and was within the tolerable range.

She quietly got out of bed, walked to him, and whispered, "What are you looking at?"

Hearing Ning Weilan's voice, Tang Ling turned his head. Her face was still a little pale, one arm naturally hung down, and the other supported the stool. He said in a slightly complaining tone, "Why are you down?"

He stood up and helped her onto the bed again.

"I'm fine, how can I be so pretentious." Ning Weilan laughed and shook her head.

She reached out and gently poked Tang Ling's frowning brow with her finger, "The way you frown is not like you normally do."

Tang Ling still had no expression, but his frown relaxed, "Does it hurt anymore?"

Ning Weilan shook her head, "You haven't told me yet what book you are reading."

"About soul beasts."

"Soul beast?"

"Well, I'm thinking about your fourth soul ring."

"Pfft, are you looking for my fourth soul ring in the book?" Ning Weilan smiled, but it affected the wound, making her snort.

"Ah."

Seeing that Tang Ling was unwilling to explain anything, she stopped forcing him, but thinking about her fourth soul skill, she couldn't be the master. Thinking of this, her eyes looked more gentle to Tang Ling.

"Tang Ling."

"Huh?" Tang Ling wasn't sure why Ning Weilan suddenly called him, so he focused his attention on her again.

"I was hurt and you were angry."

Tang Ling paused and didn't say anything. Xuanwu Soul Master hurt her, and he was indeed angry for a moment. His reason told him that injuries in the spirit fighting field were a normal thing.

When he saw her body covered in blood, bleeding all over the floor, he was frightened.

Fear was an emotion that hadn't appeared in a long time. He couldn't remember when this emotion appeared. It seemed to have appeared when his parents died in front of his eyes, and it seemed to have appeared to him for the first time to kill someone with his own hands. No? He couldn't remember clearly either.

He was overwhelmed by his emotions, but when he hugged Ning Weilan and saw that her wound was not fatal, the fear disappeared, so he was not hurting other members of the Royal Fighter Team.

He thought that he had never been a good person. If something happened to Ning Weilan, he wouldn't mind killing nine more people. Anyway, he had a lot of lives on his hands, no less than ten or eight.

"Hey, it's so difficult to chat with you." Seeing that he didn't speak, Ning Weilan sighed. When would she be able to see Tang Ling's other expressions? Thinking about it, she smiled and didn't want to embarrass him anymore.

"Where are they?" Ning Weilan moved her wrist slightly.

"We should have dinner at the hotel." Before Ning Weilan woke up, Tang San came in to find him and told him which hotel he would have dinner at that night.

"Then let's go there too?" Ning Weilan wanted to get up, but was supported by Tang Ling.

"Hey, it's not a serious injury."

"Slow down."

Ning Weilan refused to let him help her, so Tang Ling could only follow her helplessly.

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