Douluo Continent: A Distorted Time and Space, Taking Tang Wutong to Fight Tang San

As Wang Qiu'er was forcibly taken away by Di Tian.

The string of reason in Gu Yuena's heart snapped completely.

"He doesn't want me anymore... He doesn't want Qiu'er anymore..."

Every word Wang Qiu'er uttered was like a poisoned needle, piercing Gu Yuena's nerves.

Isn't this a lament from her heart?

That man, Su Ling, doesn't want anyone.

He only wanted to walk alone down that dead end of revenge, coldly pushing away everyone who tried to get close to him.

including her.

Including Wang Qiu'er, who has just been "resurrected" and whose heart and eyes are full of him.

But on what basis?

Why is Tang Wutong allowed to stand beside him?

Why should Wang Qiu'er make him show even the slightest difference?

And I, on the other hand, have been with him the longest and given the most.

She even entrusted her life to him, only to be met with a cold "I don't know you."

All the anger, jealousy, resentment, and the deeply suppressed love and pain erupted at this moment.

She poured all of this out onto Tang Wutong in front of her.

"Zheng—!"

A clear, melodious humming sound rang out.

The Silver Dragon Spear appeared out of thin air in Gu Yuena's hand.

The gun barrel gleamed with a cold, silvery light.

Her gaze was fixed on Tang Wutong as she walked towards her step by step.

With each step she took, the dragon's might surrounding her grew even stronger.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Tang Wutong's pretty face turned deathly pale, her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, and immense fear gripped her.

However, she sensed the increasingly faint life force emanating from Su Ling in her arms.

An inexplicable courage kept her from backing down.

She held tightly to Su Ling's unsteady body.

Although his eyes were filled with fear, he still stubbornly faced Gu Yuena.

This is her Ling.

Even if it meant death, she couldn't bear to watch him get hurt...

Even if what he was protecting was never Tang Wutong herself.

"What do I want to do?"

Gu Yuena's lips curled into a bewitching smile.

That smile was breathtakingly beautiful, yet it carried a chilling madness.

Her voice was no longer cold and clear, but instead carried a sharp, hysterical quality:

"Of course I'll kill you, you vixen!"

"As long as I kill you, Wang Qiu'er will never be whole!"

"If I kill you, Ling will come to her senses!"

"He'll then know who truly deserves his appreciation!"

"He will... come back to me!"

She spoke with unwavering conviction, a morbid obsession churning in her purple eyes.

Su Ling's consciousness sank and floated in endless darkness and excruciating pain.

He could feel Tang Wutong trembling behind him.

He could feel the faint yet stubborn strength she was using to protect herself.

"cough……"

He coughed up a mouthful of dark red blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

He used his last bit of strength to forcefully push away Tang Wutong's support.

A faint, dark red light flashed.

He held the Heavenly Saint Fierce Abyss Halberd in his hand.

This single movement almost drained all his strength.

My vision blurred in waves.

It felt as if my internal organs were being repeatedly cut by countless blunt knives.

He braced himself against his swaying body and held his halberd in front of Tang Wutong.

His arm trembled violently, making it impossible for him to steady the heavy halberd tip.

He raised his head and stared intently at Gu Yuena.

"Don't touch her!"

His voice was so hoarse it was almost inhuman, yet it carried an undeniable resolve.

At that moment, he remembered Gu Yuena, who had sacrificed herself for him.

Wang Qiu'er, who was manipulated by fate and sacrificed herself for Huo Yuhao.

He never wanted to experience the pain of watching someone important leave him again, while he was powerless to stop it.

Gu Yuena paused slightly in her steps.

A flicker of disbelief and pain flashed in her purple eyes.

He actually... was willing to pick up a weapon and point it at himself for this woman?

This realization is like adding fuel to the fire.

The flames of jealousy in her heart burned even more fiercely.

She no longer hesitated.

The Silver Dragon Spear emitted a sharp whistling sound as it pierced the air.

It transformed into a cold, silver lightning bolt, piercing straight for Tang Wutong's brow!

She was certain that with Su Ling's absolute rationality, he would never lay a hand on her.

After all, she could clearly sense that the Time Butterfly within Su Ling's body had exhausted its energy and fallen into a state of dormancy, with even tiny cracks appearing on its edges.

He lost his biggest trump card.

He has no chance of winning a conflict with himself and may die on the spot.

So he's probably just bluffing.

however--

"Pfft—!"

The dull thud of a sharp blade slicing into flesh was so clear it sent chills down one's spine.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Gu Yuena's forward momentum suddenly stopped.

She slowly lowered her head.

He stared in disbelief at the dark purple halberd that had pierced through his left chest.

"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."

Blood dripped down Han Ren's body like rain, staining the ground beneath his feet red.

pain……

It does not originate solely from the physical body.

It was a piercing pain that came from the depths of the soul, a pain that felt like it was being completely torn apart and crushed.

He... actually did it.

For Tang Wutong, he did not hesitate to use the weapon he had once given her.

Precisely and cruelly, it pierced her beating heart.

Gu Yuena raised her head.

The overwhelming killing intent and boiling anger in his purple eyes receded rapidly like the tide.

All that remained was an endless void and a deep-seated sorrow.

Tears welled up instantly, flowing uncontrollably and blurring her stunningly beautiful face.

"You attacked me for her sake?"

Her voice was no longer a loud, questioning one.

Instead, it was a broken, hoarse voice, accompanied by violent trembling and sobbing.

"Su Ling... how cruel you are..."

"We've been together for so many years, trusted each other... even my life... I've given you everything..."

"Could it be...could all of this...not compare to this...this woman you've only known for a few years?"

She stared intently at him.

Her purple eyes were filled with heartbreaking love and profound despair.

She tried to find a trace of guilt or wavering on his face.

However, no.

Su Ling simply gripped the halberd shaft tightly.

The knuckles turned a pale white from excessive force.

His face was so pale it was almost transparent.

His lips were pressed tightly together into a stiff, straight line.

Deep within those golden eyes lay an endless, deathly indifference.

Gu Yuena chuckled softly as she looked at him.

At first, it was a suppressed, intermittent chuckle.

Then the laughter grew louder and more manic, filled with endless sorrow and self-mockery.

"Hehe... Hahahaha..."

She laughed so hard she was shaking.

Tears flowed even more profusely, mingling with the silvery blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, making her appear both tragic and desperate.

"Su Ling, look at this halberd...you must take a good look at this halberd!"

"This halberd... it was given to you by me..."

"But now... you're using it... using the power of my father, the Dragon God... to kill me?"

Qian Renxue felt a mix of emotions as she listened to her heart-wrenching words.

That powerful, god-like silver-haired woman was now displaying such a humble and pained demeanor.

However, Su Ling, in order to protect another woman, did not hesitate to swing the sharp blade at her.

Su Ling, what kind of person are you?

Tang Wutong covered her mouth tightly.

Tears blurred my vision.

She looked at the back of the figure blocking her way and felt a huge shock.

There was also a faint, almost shameful, secret joy.

It was tinged with bitterness.

Was his protection of her partly due to Tang Wutong herself?

The thought had barely formed when it was overshadowed by an even deeper sense of guilt.

Qiu'er was his true love.

Gu Yuena spoke each word with blood in her voice, her accusations hoarse and scathing.

Su Ling remained silent.

Only his slightly trembling, blood-stained eyelashes and increasingly rapid, weak breathing betrayed his inner turmoil.

The Heavenly Saint Fierce Abyss Halberd is still deeply embedded in Gu Yuena's chest.

His knuckles were white from gripping the halberd shaft too tightly.

It seemed as if it was using all its strength to support itself.

Finally, in a suffocating silence, he very slowly pulled the Heavenly Saint Fierce Abyss Halberd from Gu Yuena's chest.

As the halberd blade departed, it left behind a trail of bright red blood.

Gu Yuena's body trembled almost imperceptibly.

A silvery light flowed over the wound, and the flesh and blood began to heal.

Physical wounds can heal.

But the hole in his heart, pierced by his beloved, can never be filled.

Standing behind Su Ling, Tang Wutong watched his weak figure, feeling utterly helpless.

She subconsciously and cautiously reached out and gently took Su Ling's hand, which was hanging down naturally and not holding a halberd.

His hands were ice-cold.

She had too many questions.

Who is Gu Yuena?

What kind of past do they have?

Why is she in so much pain, while Su Ling is so indifferent?

Before any questions could be uttered, the hand she was holding suddenly sank.