Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 175 Tang Hao secludes himself from the world! Flanders the dog!

Immediately afterwards, Ah Yin took a deep breath and slowly released the Blue Silver Grass.

Tang Hao collapsed to the ground with a thud, limp like a dead dog, spitting out blood mixed with vomit.

Ah Yin then glared fiercely at Tang Xiao.

Tang Xiao shuddered under the stare and immediately froze in place, like a child who had made a mistake.

Ah Yin said, "If you dare to indiscriminately kill soul beasts again... I will show no mercy."

Her tone was extremely cold, and even Shui Qing'er felt a chill run down her spine.

Tang Xiao's face was extremely ugly at this moment, but he did not dare to refute and could only nod repeatedly.

Yu Xiaolie sheathed the Asura Demon Sword, walked to A Yin's side, and gently took her hand.

Only then did I realize that her fingertips were still trembling slightly, clearly indicating that she had not yet calmed down.

"calm down."

Yu Xiaolie comforted her in a low voice.

Ah Yin closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and finally managed to suppress the anger in her heart.

Shui Qing'er also breathed a sigh of relief, shook A Yin's arm, and whispered:
"Sister Ayin, let's go, let's ignore them."

Ah Yin nodded, and the three of them turned and left.

Tang Xiao then hurriedly stepped forward, picked up Tang Hao, and left.

Because of the incident involving the Tang brothers, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, it was already late, and the light in the forest was gradually fading.

Although Ah Yin's emotions had calmed down, she still seemed somewhat lonely.

Shui Qing'er glanced at her cautiously and whispered, "Sister A Yin, are you alright?"

Ah Yin forced a smile and replied:
"I'm fine, it's just... I'm still a little sad."

Yu Xiaolie sighed, reached out and ruffled her hair, without saying a word.

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao are truly remarkable for being able to anger the usually gentle and virtuous Ah Yin to this extent.

Shui Qing'er leaned closer and said with a grin, "Sister A Yin, from now on, if anyone dares to kill soul beasts indiscriminately, we'll beat them up!"

Ah Yin chuckled, the gloom in her eyes gradually dissipating.

"Ah."

She responded softly, her mood improving slightly.

Yu Xiaolie pinched her cheek: "Let's go, it's getting dark, let's find a place to rest first."

……

Tang Xiao carried Tang Hao as they fled, passing through dense forests and crossing mountain streams, until they stopped at an abandoned hut on the edge of the forest.

He breathlessly laid Tang Hao down on the stone steps in front of the house. Hao's body felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead, and the white foam mixed with blood at the corner of his mouth looked particularly glaring against his pale face.

From his neck to his chest, it was covered in vomit.

The stream babbled, and Tang Xiao scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it hard on Tang Hao's face.

"cough--!"

Tang Hao choked awake, his chest heaving violently, his pupils first dilating and then suddenly contracting, his eyes filled with despair.

Memories flooded back like a tide: Ah Yin's sharp and ruthless eyes, the heartless blue silver grass entwining her...

“I can’t even defeat a woman…” His voice was hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed.

"And he even talked about avenging his humiliation. I was beaten up like this by the woman beside him. How can I face my father and the elders of Haotian?"

Tang Xiao grabbed his shoulder and quickly said, "It's just a Blue Silver Grass martial soul. If it weren't for Yu Xiaolie's help..."

"Shut up!" Tang Hao abruptly shook off his brother's hand, staggered to his feet, and the remaining soul power in his body was in complete disarray.

Tang Xiao's words only made things worse, as they only added to Tang Hao's agony.

The one who ravaged him so madly was just a female Blue Silver Grass Soul Master.

"I have no face to return to the Haotian Sect. Brother, let's part ways here."

Tang Hao shook his head with difficulty, a tear sliding down his face.

He limped forward, his steps heavy yet resolute, leaving Tang Xiao behind.

The setting sun cast his shadow extremely long.

Tang Xiao watched his younger brother's retreating figure, a tightness in his chest. He took a step forward, reaching out to stop him, but then heard Tang Hao speak again:

"Brother, please take good care of Father for me. I have been unfilial. The Haotian Sect will depend on you from now on. I..."

Tang Hao didn't turn around. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the rest of his sentence, as if each word was stained with blood.

Tang Xiao's hand froze in mid-air before slowly falling. He knew that what Tang Hao needed at this moment was not comfort, but space to lick his wounds alone.

This younger brother, who had always been successful and arrogant, will not recover from such a blow for a while.

But I believe that one day he will be able to regroup and return to the Haotian Sect.

The sun had completely set, leaving Tang Xiao alone by the stream.

Tang Hao's figure had completely disappeared into the darkness.

Tang Xiao stood there, his fists clenched until they turned white, but in the end he just sighed deeply and turned to walk in the opposite direction.

Little did they know that this would lead to the two brothers going their separate ways.

……

Night had fallen, at the edge of a forest somewhere.

Beside a campfire, the firelight illuminated the faces of the three people.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was sitting cross-legged to the side, flipping through his theoretical notes by the light of the fire.

He frowned, occasionally scribbling on it with a charcoal pencil.

Liu Erlong rested her chin on her hand, staring intently at him with eyes full of infatuation.

Suddenly, she reached out and brushed a stray hair from her forehead, and said softly, "Xiaogang, stop looking and take a rest."

Without looking up, Yu Xiaogang casually replied, "Wait a little longer; this theory is almost complete."

Flander squatted on the other side of the fire, turning a wild rabbit over and over in his hands, the grease dripping into the fire and making a sizzling sound.

He glanced at Liu Erlong's infatuated gaze, a pang of sadness welling up inside him, but he still forced a smile and said:

"Xiao Gang, how about... you try to reach level 30 again? Erlong and I can help you hunt suitable soul beasts."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang finally raised his head, gave a wry smile, and said:

"Boss Fu, you know what's going on with Luo Sanpao's mutated martial soul. Is it that I don't want to break through to level 30? Instead of spending time cultivating, I, the one with the wisdom, would rather study more theoretical knowledge."

Liu Erlong immediately echoed, her tone full of concern and support for Yu Xiaogang:
"Exactly! Xiao Gang's theories are far superior to those Soul Masters who only know how to fight! His wisdom surpasses that of ten Title Douluos!"

Seeing Liu Erlong so protective of Yu Xiaogang, Flander's lips twitched, and he remained silent, continuing to roast the rabbit.

In fact, he had been secretly in love with Liu Erlong for a long time.

However, ever since Liu Erlong successfully confessed her feelings to Yu Xiaogang, Flander has kept those feelings hidden in his heart.

He endured it all, hoping that one day, if they broke up, he would still have a chance to be with Liu Erlong.

Immediately, Flander took out a bottle of strong liquor, unscrewed the cap, and poured the liquor over the rabbit meat. Instantly, flames shot up high with a "whoosh," and the aroma of the rabbit meat mixed with the aroma of the liquor whetted everyone's appetite.

Upon seeing this, Liu Erlong's eyes lit up, and he reached out to snatch the wine bottle.

"Oh, you even bought some alcohol? Humph, Boss Fu, you're not being fair, you didn't bring it out sooner."

Flanders smiled helplessly and let her take the bottle away.

Liu Erlong tilted his head back and took a swig, hissing as he said, "Xiao Gang, let's have some together!"

Yu Xiaogang took the bottle, took a sip, and immediately frowned, but still forced himself to swallow it.

Seeing this, Liu Erlong laughed heartily and patted him on the back: "Drink slowly, no one's going to take it from you!"

After a few rounds of drinks, the group was slightly tipsy.

A blush spread across Liu Erlong's cheeks, and her eyes became unfocused.

Flander stared at the alluring Liu Erlong, momentarily stunned, and couldn't resist the urge to lean in and kiss her.

Unexpectedly, Liu Erlong tilted her head and suddenly leaned close to Yu Xiaogang, her tone so serious it didn't sound like drunken talk:
"Xiao Gang, I don't care that your soul power is only level 29, nor do I care that your martial soul is Luo Sanpao. I only admire you as a person, and I admire your dedication to theoretical research. You are stronger than any other soul master!"

She paused, let out a hiccup, and then said, "Xiaogang... let's... get married!"

The air solidified instantly.

Yu Xiaogang was stunned, and he almost dropped the wine bottle he was holding.

He glanced at Flander instinctively, only to see Flander's fists clenched tightly, his knuckles white, his lips pressed into a straight line, and his eyes behind his glasses with an indescribable complexity.

Soon, Flander noticed Yu Xiaogang's gaze, abruptly turned his head, forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and said harshly:
"Yu Xiaogang, what are you chickening out for? Erlong's sister has already taken the initiative!"

Yu Xiaogang seemed encouraged, took a deep breath, and nodded, saying, "Okay!"

Liu Erlong cheered and rushed into Yu Xiaogang's arms, and the two then embraced tightly.

Seeing this, Flander felt a lump in his throat, and he wisely stood up and turned his back.

But only he knew that his lips, which he had bitten so hard, had bled quite a bit...

(End of this chapter)