Douluo: I can steal other people's martial arts

"What do you mean?"

Tang San didn't quite understand what Ling Mo said, and why he became more confused the more he listened.

What happened to the Killing City? What happened to Shura God?

"Xiao San, whether you believe it or not! I have to tell you something. In the future... this position of Shura God will be yours..."

Ling Mo smiled slightly, feeling that there was no need to hide anything anymore.

"What??"

Tang San looked shocked, as did Hu Liena. Ling Mo's words contained a lot of information...

"Don't be surprised! You are the successor chosen by God Shura. This is a fact that no one can change..."

Seeing Tang San's surprised expression, Ling Mo smiled and continued.

"How do you know these secrets?"

Hu Liena suddenly came over and said doubtfully. She was very curious, how did Ling Mo know these secrets?

“Because my eyes can see through the good and evil in the world, and I can see all the events of past lives, the past and the future.

Not just the mistress, I can also clearly see your fate..."

Ling Mo suddenly joked that an evil idea suddenly occurred to him.

Isn’t there still one missing point between the two mahjong tables? They should be ready now...

"Ah? Really fake?"

Hu Liena said in disbelief: "Then tell me, what kind of god will I be in the future?"

"You have no divine status! However, you will become my wife in the future..."

"Bah! I believe you, you stinky hooligan..."

Hu Liena blushed when she heard this. Is this guy trying to trick her?

Or is what he said true?

Hu Liena was a little suspicious. It seemed that she had not missed every word he said since she met him, right?

"If you don't believe me, I'll knock you down! You can't escape my grasp anyway... Why don't you just obey now, so as not to suffer disadvantages in the future..."

Ling Mo smiled evilly, hugged Hu Liena over, and grabbed her butt dishonestly.

"Let go!"

Hu Liena became anxious and glared at Ling Mo, but this was the city of killing and she couldn't defeat Ling Mo. Ling Mo really wanted to do something, but she really couldn't resist.

"Cough cough..."

Tang San watched from the sidelines as the two of them talked as if they were about to fight. As an innocent little man, how could Tang San endure it.

Just say something to stop it. Even if you two want to do good things, you have to look at the place.

Didn't you see that there was a pure young man next to you? You guys are leading this pure young man like me into bad shape.

"Mistress, do you have a cold? Why are you always coughing..."

Ling Mo noticed Tang San's behavior, but he didn't want to let go at all, it was good to just hold him like this...

Moreover, Hu Liena did not resist. She cursed a lot, but her body was very honest...

"Ahem, Xiao Mo! Did our conversation get sidetracked? Didn't we just talk about God Shura?"

Tang San said embarrassedly, to be honest, he envied Ling Mo.

Being able to display his shamelessness to such an extent, it’s no wonder that he has everything he wants, embracing everyone.

The poor mistress, who has never even been kissed on the lips, is so envious.

Ling Mo seems to have brought shamelessness to its essence, making it appear more natural and extraordinarily detached.

Is this, as the ancients often said, the state in which one can truly enter the world calmly after being polished by the secular world?

Although Ling Mo is shameless, no one dares to say that he is shameless, because shamelessness and incompetence are two different concepts.

No one would confuse these two issues, so... Although Ling Mo is shameless, he is very strong.

As long as you are strong enough, no matter what you do, no one will dare to say no...

"Oh, by the way! God Shura..."

Ling Mo finally remembered the topic just now, and looked like he suddenly realized it. He squeezed it again without being honest, and the softness was... wonderful...

Hu Liena was still very angry at first, but gradually, she seemed to no longer resist, but became very calm.

Obviously, she knew she couldn't resist, so she could only try to obey.

Moreover, she was also very curious about the secret of God Shura that Ling Mo said...

"As far as I know, God Shura has chosen a successor in the world a hundred years ago, and you are that successor...

But I have another secret about God Shura!

This secret is about your great-grandfather Tang Chen, one of the three ultimate Douluo in the world..."

"what!!!"

When he heard that it was related to his great-grandfather, Tang San's expression suddenly changed.

He had never heard of the rumors about his great-grandfather, so why would Lingmo know about it?

"Your grandfather Tang Chen, the first generation master of the Haotian Sect! One of the three ultimate Douluo in the world, he is known as the most powerful man on land.

Originally, with his talents and qualifications, even if he could not become a master god level powerhouse, he could at least reach the second level god level.

It's a pity... your great-grandfather was not very lucky and did not become Shura God in the end...

The secret is...

When your great-grandfather took part in the Nine Examinations of the Shura God, he was framed by Rakshasa, and finally fell into the Killing City and became a Shura Messenger...

The reason why he did not become a god was not a problem with his talent, but... he was not the successor chosen by God Shura.

And his existence is just to shape you and make room for you, and he eventually fell..."

Regarding Tang Chen's story, Ling Mo had to tell Tang San, because he would take action against Tang Chen next.

Therefore... he had to seek Tang San's opinion and let him know the story first. It was his business to decide what to do next.

"What, you mean, my great-grandfather was in the Killing City?"

Tang San's face was very serious. He had never heard Tang Hao tell him about this matter.

But why is Ling Mo so clear? Can he really see the past and the future?

Regarding this point, Tang San never believed it from beginning to end. He always thought that Ling Mo was making excuses and deliberately trying to deceive others.

"That's right! Your great-grandfather Tang Chen was in the City of Slaughter, and... he was the most powerful God of Killing in the City of Killing, the King of Slaughter..."

Ling Mo replied very definitely.

"You mean, the owner of the Slaughter City, the Slaughter King, is my great-grandfather?"

Tang San really couldn't believe that the owner of the Killing City was actually his great-grandfather.

"That's right! The King of Slaughter is indeed your great-grandfather Tang Chen. Unfortunately... now he has lost his intelligence and is controlled by a blood-red nine-headed bat king soul beast...

Therefore, even if you know that he is your great-grandfather, it is useless because he does not know you at all..."

Because of the intervention of Rakshasa, Tang Chen fell into the depravity of killing and evil. Later, a blood-red nine-headed bat king took advantage of it and took control of his mind.

At this time, he can no longer be regarded as the real him, which is why he did not recognize Tang Hao when he entered the City of Killing to become the God of Killing.

Because it was controlled by the Nine-Headed Bat King, its spirit beast was afraid of Tang Hao and Bibi Dong. Therefore, during this period of time, when Tang San and the others were on their way to hell, the Slaughter King had not dared to kill them.

Otherwise, even ten Tang Haos couldn't save Tang San. That guy... who is known as the strongest man on the face of the earth, how could Tang Hao be able to save him if he wanted to...