120 137. My Lord, you are back
. Luosha came to the place where she and Shura met in secret.
"Shura, what do you want to talk to me about?" Luosha asked.
"How did you do the thing I asked you to do? Did anything unexpected happen?" Shura asked with a gloomy face.
"This..." Luosha's eyes were erratic.
"Say-"
"There was indeed a small accident. The Angel God bitch found out that I sent a successor of Luosha to her Spirit Hall, so she took action to break my influence on the successor and the Pope of the Spirit Hall, so..."
Luosha hadn't spoken yet, and Shura slapped Luosha to the ground with a slap.
"You... you hit me." Luosha said aggrievedly, covering his face.
"Why didn't you tell me." Shura said angrily.
"I just don't want to disappoint you, Shura giegie." Luosha said.
"Did you know that the Angel God attacked me at the meeting of the God Realm today?" Shura said angrily, "If I had known that there was an accident in your plan and the Angel God found out, then at least I wouldn't have been caught off guard when facing the situation today. Luosha God, you are a piece of shit. It's all your fault."
"Shura, I didn't know that would happen." Although Luosha didn't attend the meeting of the God Realm, she could also infer the general situation from the whispers of the gods she came into contact with.
She just didn't expect that the Angel God was so bold that she sued the Shura God and succeeded.
Thinking of the loss of Shura God's dignity and the tearing of his fig leaf, Luosha God was secretly happy in her heart. She still pretended to say: "What should we do next?"
Shura God said: "Since there is a change in the Wuhun Hall, then Luosha God, you continue to find a successor for me, let him cause trouble in Douluo Continent, prove to the world the weakness of Wuhun Hall, and then let Dabaozi eradicate it and replace the Wuhun Hall's faith." Luosha
God said: "Yes."
Shura God said earnestly: "Raksha, I am now under the surveillance of the God Realm Committee, and it is not convenient for me to take action against the lower world. Dabaozi will be handed over to you. Don't worry, after Dabaozi ascends to the God Realm, I will take you to travel the universe."
Give a slap and draw a big pie, this is Shura God's routine for Luosha God that has never failed.
"Really, Shura giegie." Luosha God pretended to be expectant.
"Of course."
After returning, God Shura sat on the throne of Shura and carefully counted the reasons for his defeat this time.
The core reason was that the useless God Rakshasa was discovered by the Angel God, and the Angel God took revenge on him through other gods.
But the root of all the problems was Tang Hao, the useless man.
His behavior of helping Tang Hao has been deeply bound to Tang Hao, the useless man.
Let's look at what Tang Hao did, which one can be shown off. In order to compete for the mating rights of a 100,000-year-old soul beast, he killed his brother, and then killed his fellow brothers and elders. Even his father died under his Haotian Hammer.
Before this incident happened, Shura didn't care about it, but after this incident, God Shura felt extremely aggrieved.
If what Tang Hao did was a little acceptable before, he, God Shura, could at least say that Tang Hao was the successor he chose, and he wouldn't be so aggrieved.
"Tang Hao." God Shura hated Tang Hao at this moment, but there was no way. He had made a choice and could only go on with his nose pinched.
He activated his divine vision and checked Tang Hao's situation. He was shocked when he saw it. "Tang Hao, you useless person, why are you making trouble again? Don't you know how much you are worth?" Asura God was furious.
Asura God was no longer allowed to interfere with the lower world. Fortunately, he had not yet taken back the divine power from Tang Hao. Taking back the divine power was a necessary process. He could use this process to remind Tang Hao, the useless person, to take it easy.
Tang Hao was holding the Haotian Hammer in his hand and walking carefully in the dark corridor. Finally, he came to the end of the corridor, a tightly closed door, and the crack of the door revealed the light shining in from outside.
Tang Hao stroked the door and pushed it open. What came into view was a familiar environment - the meeting hall of the Haotian Sect.
At this moment, his heart was full of nostalgia and doubts. He had not been back for decades, but why did he appear here?
He walked carefully inside. In front of him stood a row of people with their backs to him. They were familiar figures to Tang Hao.
When they realized that he was coming, they all turned their heads to look at Tang Hao. Tang Hao also recognized them. They were a series of elders of the Haotian Sect.
Tang Qi, Tang Zha, Tang Po, Tang Mie, Tang Ba, Tang Kai.
Tang Hao panicked. His eyes wandered around them, and they looked at him expressionlessly. Tang Hao couldn't help but feel that the air in the hall was a little colder.
Is this true?
Tang Hao walked around these people with bow legs in doubt. He looked at the elders, and the elders' eyes followed him.
Finally, Tang Hao walked to the center of the hall. He saw two people in the meeting hall. A familiar figure turned his back to him. Next to him, Tang Xiao, who was intact, sat there and looked at him jokingly.
The man slowly turned his head and looked at Tang Hao with his eyes wide open. The eyes revealed the murderous intent towards Tang Hao.
When he saw the identity of this person clearly, Tang Hao was so scared that his mouth opened, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously.
That person was none other than Tang Chen, the former leader of the Haotian Sect, the ninety-nine level Extreme Douluo, the invincible on earth, and the great worshiper of the Eternal God.
Tang Hao knelt down in shock. Two disciples of the Haotian Hammer came out from the two rows of people and pressed down Tang Hao's shoulders. At this time, Tang Hao had already been frightened to death by Tang Chen.
"Grandpa, you are back."
"Grandpa, aren't you in the forbidden land of the gods?"
Tang Chen did not answer Tang Hao. With murderous intent, he walked towards Tang Hao step by step. Every step brought Tang Hao a great sense of oppression.
"Grandpa," Tang Hao watched Tang Chen getting closer and closer with fear.
Tang Chen grabbed the blood-red Haotian Hammer with his hand, and Tang Chen raised the Haotian Hammer high.
Tang Hao followed the big hammer with his eyes, and his will to survive made him beg for mercy again and again:
"Grandpa, spare me, spare me"
Tang Chen swung the hammer down.
"Grandpa, forgive me, I didn't mean it, forgive me, it's not my fault." Tang Hao woke up from his dream, he sat up and looked around.
What came into view was a ceiling with spider webs and cracks, and a straw bed under him. Next to him, his son Tang San had just drunk goat milk and fell asleep, and next to the bed, there were a few bottles of low-quality beer left over from yesterday.
A nightmare made Tang Hao sweat profusely.
(End of this chapter)