Starting from Douluo to Capture Goddesses

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Tang San's mood became somewhat irritable.

Over the years, even he hadn't realized how incredibly important Xiaowu had become in his heart.

His eyes turned blood red, his body pressed tightly against the door, trying to listen for any sound from inside.

No matter who it was, even if it wasn't Tang San, any man would not be able to keep calm in such a situation. His own beloved girl's room had another man inside, who could bear that?

"That feels so good," Xu Ran said on purpose, knowing that Tang San was eavesdropping by the wall.

"As long as Brother Xu Ran likes it," Xiaowu nodded, seeing the color return to Xu Ran's pale face, she couldn't help but massage him more carefully. In her heart, Xu Ran was not just an Auspicious Beast but also her hope for avenging her mother.

The moment Xu Ran agreed to help her with her revenge, in her heart, Xu Ran's life had long surpassed her own. The purpose of her cultivation was for revenge. For revenge, no matter the cost, she was willing.

But at this moment, Xiaowu was unaware of the inappropriateness of what she was saying, and she certainly didn't know that Tang San was eavesdropping outside the room. Of course, what's most important is that Xu Ran had too many tricks up his sleeve.

"No."

"No."

"Xiaowu, how could this be possible?"

Tang San couldn't help but want to vomit blood, what had he just heard?

Comfortable?

What comfortable?

When a man and a woman are together, in what way can they be comfortable?

Tang San's brain went blank, Xiaowu actually had that kind of relationship with another man. She left in such a hurry today, was it to meet another man?

Tang San felt a bit of heartache, and he even felt like crying. He and Xiaowu had been together for so many years, and even he hadn't realized that his feelings for Xiaowu had become a bit different. Under today's stimulation, he finally understood how deep his feelings for Xiaowu were.

Six years of companionship, what did it amount to?

Now he realized how much he liked Xiaowu, but was it too late? She had already thrown herself into the arms of another man.

Tang San gave a bitter smile, his heart aching immensely, and he couldn't help but think of Xiaowu's anxious mood a few hours ago. She was so anxious to meet that man, she even pushed him away in the end, just to find that man.

In Xiaowu's heart, that man must be very important. She liked him so much that she cherished every minute and second of their time together. At least, that man was more important than him.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth biting his own lips, allowing streams of blood to flow out, yet he felt not a twinge of pain. Because the pain in his heart was much greater than this.

"Xiaowu, I can't believe you've made such a choice. Am I really that unbearable? What does six years of emotion count for?" Tang San felt as if his heart had turned to ash, the deed was done, what else could he do to reverse it?

Now Xiaowu was with that man... he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Was he supposed to just barge in there?

Such a thing, if he were to witness it himself, Xiaowu would also suffer. Maybe after that, they couldn't even be friends.

What would be the meaning of that?

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Watching Tang San's commotion outside, Xu Ran almost burst into laughter. He hadn't expected Tang San's imagination to be so strong that a few words could conjure up so much.

Originally, he thought Tang San would be so upset that he would charge straight in, then Tang San would naturally realize he had misunderstood. Even if seeing Xiaowu caring for him made him somewhat unhappy, it wouldn't reach this level of effect.

But unexpectedly, Tang San just walked away, leaving with such decisiveness.

Could it be Tang San still thought he was doing 'that kind of thing' with Xiaowu? How could that be possible? Even if he was shameless, Xiaowu wasn't that kind of girl.

However, considering this was probably the first time Tang San encountered such a situation, it was understandable that he couldn't accept it at the moment. After all, Tang San was a lone wolf in his past life. Encountering such a melodramatic incident today, where his beloved girl was in a room with another man, it was natural for him to lose control of his emotions so much so that even his basic reasoning abilities would falter.

But with Tang San's level of intelligence, he should be able to come back to his senses soon.

However, would Xu Ran let Tang San off that easily?

Of course, he had to add a little something extra to deepen Tang San's misunderstanding. By the time Tang San came back to his senses, Xiaowu would already belong to him.

"Xiaowu, do you have any schoolmates with the surname Tang?" Xu Ran asked. What would Xiaowu think if she knew about the relationship between Tang San and Tang Hao?

"In Notting City, Tang Hao has probably been watching you all along. If I'm not mistaken, there is a student with the surname Tang at your school, a descendant of Tang Hao. Tang Hao hasn't made a move on you because he wants his descendant to be the one to kill you and take the soul rings and soul bones in your possession," Xu Ran said.

"Someone with the surname Tang?" Xiaowu's face changed, and the hand she was using to massage Xu Ran stopped abruptly. She stood there dumbfounded, hardly daring to believe it.

Tang San had the surname Tang, didn't he? Could he be the son of Hao Tian Douluo?

His Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass—could it be inherited from Sister A Yin?

Xiaowu's delicate body trembled slightly. With Xu Ran's hints, she was almost certain of her speculation. In a place like Notting City, how could there possibly be someone with innate full soul power?

If he wasn't the son of Tang Hao, how could he have innate full soul power, yet possess the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?

Could Brother have approached her intentionally?

Did Tang Hao see through her soul beast bloodline and then had Tang San get close to her from a young age? Would Brother become stronger and then kill her?

Xiaowu felt ice-cold all over, and her pretty face turned pale. She stood there motionlessly, as though she had received a tremendous shock.

"Impossible, Brother wouldn't be that kind of person," she muttered.

"If he really came for my soul rings and soul bones..."

"How could he be so genuine? How could an act be just like the real thing? Can he really act so well?"

Xiaowu sat on the bed, murmuring to herself. At this moment, her delicate body seemed incredibly fragile, as if a gust of wind could knock her over.

"What's wrong?" Xu Ran took Xiaowu's hand, feeling a bit distressed inside. He didn't want to see Xiaowu sad. But this was something Xiaowu had to go through. Otherwise, in the future, Da Ming and Er Ming would also become Tang San's soul rings. Tang San, such a righteous character, just like his father, always targeted people close to him. Even later, father and son both earned the reputation of being romantic.

In comparison, Xiao Someone next door is far inferior to Tang San. If Xiao Someone watched Xun Er, Cai Lin die in front of him, then sought revenge, maybe he could maintain his facade for a while?

Since when is a facade maintained by the death of a spouse? How tragic is that?

But now that he was here in Soul Land, Xu Ran was determined to show Tang San what kind of a worthless person he was.

"Auspicious Beasts, controllers of the world's fate. I have here a Hat of Fate, containing endless fortune. Put it on that person's head, and if the hat shines, it means everything he did and said to you before was a lie," Xu Ran said as a green hat appeared in his hand. What fate did Tang San have? Wasn't it obvious? The fate of being cuckolded, the fate of a weakling.

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