Douluo: Senior Sister is too popular, what should I do?

Chapter 92 Even if I fall off a cliff, I will take her with me

The library is so spectacular that it is almost impossible to see the whole picture of the library at a glance. As far as the sight can be seen, there are neatly arranged books, layer by layer on the solid wood bookshelf, stacked upwards, as if there is no end, with carved handrails The tall staircase leans against the colonnade, rotating to connect each floor, and the soft light of the wall lamp is sprinkled on it.Looking out from the high glass windows, the air was filled with dense mist, which looked heavy and viscous, with blue, purple and yellowish colors.

It is the smoke produced by the bonding of the remaining elements after the burning of the soul power crystals and the condensation nuclei in the air. It comes from the steel fortress that is completely dormant underground. Driven by a precise mechanical structure, the furnace is boiling and transpiring, and the gears are meshing and rotating, day and night.

The master withdrew his gaze, and the light that was slightly shaken by the wind swayed and cast it on the desk in front of him. The warm light and the cool silver light split the desk into two parts, and a stack of heavy materials was spread out on it. The words printed on the cover read "A Brief Analysis Report on the Balance Mechanism of Twin Martial Soul Cultivation—Based on Clinical Research...", and the rest of it was hidden in the shadows.

"Have you found what you want?" A smiling male voice rang in his ears, Wu Tan's handsome face became more and more radiant under the light of the lantern in his hand, and Xiao Suqing moved up like a jade mountain, shining light on people.

Tapestries embroidered with the emblem of the Wuhun Hall hang down on both sides of the fireplace in the corner. The young commander is wearing a pitch-black military uniform, with the spider nest badge on his chest reflecting the cold light. He puts the lantern with an exquisite lampshade on the table. Sitting down on the sofa, he crossed one leg in a leisurely manner, put his elbows on his knees and crossed his fingers, looking at him with a half-smile.

"You have found another owner of twin martial souls." The data recorded in the paper was appalling, the master's voice was a little hoarse, and he lowered his eyes not wanting to meet those ghostly purple pupils.

"It takes so much money and manpower to carry out the Wuhun Awakening Ceremony every year, and we always have to find some valuable experimental materials." Wu Tan smiled casually, as if he was just talking about the experimental mice, "It's a pity that his His quality is not as good as that of your outstanding disciple, who exploded and died while attaching the fourth soul ring."

The master wasn't surprised that he would know about Tang San's situation, the intelligence officers of the spider's nest were all-pervasive, and any prey they had brought into their observation range would never be able to break free from the shackles of the spider's web.

He lowered his head and pondered, after all, the sample size of the twin spirits was too small, even the White Pagoda couldn't find a solution to the hidden danger, could it really be that he had to go to Bibi Dong?
Wu Tan tapped the table with his fingers, and a metal spliced ​​mechanism figure walked over, rolling the rollers on its feet. Holding a set of tea sets, he put two bone china cups decorated with golden acacia patterns on the table, and slowly poured steaming dark red tea soup into them.

"Try it, this year's new tea." Wu Tan pushed one of the cups to the master, "He is really a young talent, and he does not insult the reputation of Haotian Douluo."

Against the background of white porcelain, the rich color of black tea reminds people of dried blood. Master's stomach twitched uncomfortably, and he shook his head and rejected him.

His tone was indifferent and sharp: "Since you know it, don't ever think of him."

"Of course, it's enough to experience the collapse of the roof by the Haotian Hammer once." The smile on Wu Tan's lips was half-hidden in the mist of tea, "But I'm a soft-spoken person, and I can't influence the Pope's decision. If His Majesty Haotian knows that Wuhun Palace sent two Titled Douluo to intercept and kill his only son, will he also smash the roof of the Pope's Palace?"

"What did you say?!" The master felt that the blood all over his body was going cold, he suddenly stood up and stared at him, his voice trembling violently due to anger and fear.

"Don't worry, the mission failed. So I suggest that you don't touch the Pope's bad luck. My subordinates should be reporting the mission to her. If they see you, they may suggest that she arrest you and threaten you. Tang San commits suicide." Wu Tan glanced coldly over the master's pale face, the tea in his hand was not even a ripple, and his words were contemptuous and sarcastic, "This time the Spirit Hall suffered a heavy loss, a mere mortal body is worthy of the challenge God."

The master was stunned for a moment, and then realized who he was referring to, his pupils trembled: "You already knew?"

"I'm a spider." Wu Tan replied flatly, his pupils were as deep as stagnant water in a pool under the lamp, making it impossible to see clearly what was in his eyes.He opened his mouth to ask him what purpose he had, but in the end he didn't say a word, turned around and strode away without looking back.

Wu Tan picked up a pitch-black envelope from the other metal hand of the mechanism doll, and the seal was stamped with a dark golden wax seal representing urgency and encryption. Information of this size should be presented to the Pope first, but he He opened it with the letter opener in his hand, unfolded the paper inside, and his fingertips were as cold as jade.

The dancing flame of the lantern cast a dark ghostly shadow on his face, and a figure came out from behind the bookcases lined up without a sound. The silver light armor and the edge of the sword in his hand were luminous, the master's strength was too low From the beginning to the end, I didn't find that there was a third person in this library all the time.

The two young men, who were like orchids orchids and jade trees, both had expressionless faces on Qingjun's face, Wu Tan's throat was pressed against Huo Yi's sword point, but his pulse rate did not fluctuate at all because of this, and he sat down with ease. He picked up the teacup and took a sip before using the side of the cup to gently block the blade of the sword.

"What a willful little girl," he said softly, "How can those people deserve her to fight with her life?"

Huo Yihu's golden pupils contained sharp pain and hatred: "Why can't you let her go?"

"Because I've never been the kind of selfless person who can feel happy just by looking at her from a distance, Xiao Huo, I'm not you." Wu Tan smiled slightly, "Even if I fell off a cliff, I would pull with her."

This extremely calm tone reveals a palpitating madness, Huo Yi closed his eyes, and drew a sharp and chilling line from the corner of his thin lips: "...she will die!"

"She won't die. Even if she is broken and bruised, as long as she has a breath, she will still grit her teeth and send the tip of the knife into my chest like this—" Wu Tan held Huo Yi's sword enough The destructive sword easily cut through his palm, broke through his flesh and chest, and pierced through the cavity in his chest.

The strange thing is that no drop of blood flowed from his palms or chest, as if the liquid symbolizing life had already dried up in his body.

He seemed to feel no pain at all, the eyes that would be devoured even by light were filled with dead darkness, while the knight king's stern brows were covered with dark shadows, and the amber golden pupils were as bright as the morning sun, matching this The bottomless but empty purple eyes faced each other: "How could she die before sending me to hell with my own hands?"

Huo Yi pulled the sword back fiercely, he lost control of his emotions even though he was always calm, he nailed the point of the sword into the table, the teacup on the table was shattered, and the spilled tea covered the paper on the table , bright red like blood.

Wu Tan stood up as if nothing had happened, as if there was no conflict with Huo Yi just now, and reminded him in his usual soft and emotionless tone: "You are about to be promoted to Soul Sage, it is best to adjust your state as soon as possible. To avoid accidents when you advance to the rank. After all, you can only see her again if you live well."

　Let A Tan and Xiao Huo come out to show their faces~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)