Tang Wulin, you have already chosen your own death!

These words were like a thunderclap, almost stopping Tang Wulin's heart!

His body stiffened, and the expression on his face froze.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and suppressed his appearance in the blink of an eye.

No one noticed.

Tang Wulin showed no panic on his face, but instead remained serious, as if he were seriously adjusting his eyebrows.

"Sigh, you still found out."

Actually, I come from ten thousand years in the future. Shrek Academy was destroyed by an attack from evil spirit masters. I traveled back this time to reverse time and save Shrek!

"Forehead...."

Seeing Tang Wulin's expression, Xu Sanshi laughed in exasperation and retorted with a question:

Why don't you just say you're the reincarnation of Tang San?

"How did you know? I am Tang San's son. Tang San and Xiao Wu, you see, my name is Tang Wulin. If you translate it, it means Tang San and Xiao Wu's little Qilin."

Tang Wulin followed Xu Sanshi's lead and continued to make up lies with his eyes wide open.

And the more I compose, the easier it gets!

If it weren't for his biological parents, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue...

The Sea God Tang San and the Douluo God Realm disappeared four thousand years ago due to spacetime turbulence.

Otherwise, even Tang Wulin himself would have believed it.

"And, Brother Sanshi," Tang Wulin continued, "you've also made your mark in history, a lifetime honor as one of the Shrek Seven Devils, and your girlfriend is a beautiful blonde."

blond?

Xu Sanshi's body trembled.

The first image that came to mind was Wu Ming, the Golden Crow Saintess.

"hiss!"

"Wu Lin, you should have a limit to your jokes. How can you curse people so casually?"

Xu Sanshi said righteously.

Seeing the other party's cowardly demeanor, Tang Wulin realized that the other party had misunderstood.

But he didn't explain much, since he had already changed the timeline.

Being overly fixated on the so-called "correct history" is meaningless.

Beibei and Tang Ya were also amused and started joking with Xu Sanshi.

Tang Wulin smiled along with them, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sometimes, the truth is often expressed in a joking manner.

Chapter 33 Zhang Lexuan's Dream (Please read on! Please vote with monthly tickets!!)

After joining the Tang Sect, Tang Wulin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The knowledge he brought from the future is not just about the "soul system".

What is the biggest difference between the Sun Moon Federation ten thousand years later and the Douluo Continent, which is now divided into four nations?

That's right, it's a soul tool!

The ultimate development of soul tools has transformed soul beasts, which once bared their teeth at humans, into kind and friendly creatures.

The positions of the two have been completely reversed.

Leaving aside the various battle armors, black-level mechs, and red god-level mechs, which have extremely high entry barriers.

Just imagine, ten thousand years from now, those mass-produced portable soul-guided guns and cannons, and mass-produced standard low-level mechs.

That would be enough to completely reverse the current situation in Douluo Continent.

Although Tang Wulin is not a senior Soul Master, he is a Saint Craftsman who is close to god-level.

His understanding and vision of soul tools far surpasses that of the level eight and nine soul masters at Mingde Hall who have painstakingly studied them.

Tang Wulin hopes to change this era in a gentler way.

Therefore, the soul tool is an inevitable path.

His forging techniques also need to be explained in terms of their origin.

Therefore, the Tang Clan, with its long history and glorious ancestors, is naturally the best scapegoat.

Tang Wulin can finally openly make money through soul tools and forging!

make money!

He can't always rely on the Sea God Pavilion to provide him with resources; he also needs to give full play to his initiative!

It certainly wasn't because of greed.

No, that's not it!

Tang Wulin thought to himself.

After returning to the Sea God Pavilion from the food street outside Shrek Academy, Tang Wulin, for the first time ever, did not continue cultivating.

I lay down on the bed happily, pulled the covers over myself, and drifted off to sleep.

I thought it would be a good night's sleep.

But he suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.

Tang Wulin looked bewildered, his hair a mess, like a chicken coop.

Her face, which was rosy before bed, now looked incredibly pale, as if it had been completely drained.

That shouldn't be happening!

Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt weak and listless.

Tang Wulin vaguely recalled his dream from last night.

Zhang Lexuan?

Senior Sister...!?

The dream was shrouded in a hazy, blood-red hue, making it difficult for him to recall the details.

He had expected to dream of mountains of gold soul coins.

I never expected to dream about my senior sister.

And he also had a relationship with the senior sister...

Tang Wulin blushed.

I dared not recall the details. After leaving the room, I wanted to wash my face.

The Sea God Pavilion was quiet and peaceful in the early morning, with only the occasional chirping of cicadas coming from outside the window.

Tang Wulin splashed cold water on his face, trying to forget the images in his mind.

He straightened up and wiped his face with a towel.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a slender figure at the other end of the corridor.

It's Zhang Lexuan.

She seemed to have just gotten up, wearing a light purple silk slip dress with thin straps, and a matching sheer cardigan casually draped over it, but not buttoned up, revealing a large expanse of fair skin and delicate collarbones.

Her long, black hair, flowing like a waterfall, was draped messily over her shoulders, giving her a more relaxed and carefree charm rather than her usual dignified and composed demeanor.

She didn't seem like a young girl; rather, she seemed like a beautiful young woman who had recently married and was pampered and cherished by her husband.

Zhang Lexuan gently rubbed her temples, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, her pretty face pale, looking as exhausted as Tang Wulin.

Almost simultaneously, their eyes met in mid-air.

"!"

As if electrocuted, Tang Wulin was suddenly stunned.

The scene from my dream unconsciously came to mind, and I quickly looked away.

Zhang Lexuan was better than Tang Wulin; her eyes were unfocused and somewhat evasive, but when she saw Tang Wulin, she was still as gentle as ever.

She smiled serenely and greeted him, "Wu Lin, you didn't sleep well either."

“Yes,” Tang Wulin replied stiffly, “I had a nightmare.”

"Nightmare?"

Zhang Lexuan's delicate body visibly stiffened for a moment.

Before the two could continue their conversation, Tang Wulin turned and left.

"Senior Sister, I'm tired. I'm going back to rest now."

Senior Sister, Bei Bei is already engaged!

How can he keep having these erotic dreams and fantasizing about other people?

Am I really that repressed?

Tang Wulin was caught in a dilemma.

Watching Tang Wulin's retreating figure as if he were fleeing in panic, Zhang Lexuan stood there stunned.

Then, her tense shoulders relaxed, and she exhaled a heavy breath.

"Phew! Thank goodness!"

Zhang Lexuan squatted on the ground, covering her face with her hands, her dark eyes filled with disbelief.

"How could I have such a dream!"

As night fell, the Sea God Pavilion gradually quieted down.

In the darkness, a pair of blood-red eyes took in everything.

The illusory figure of the Blood Moon Wolf King appeared.

He licked his tongue fiercely and laughed wildly.

Beneath the blood-red fur, faint golden rhomboid dragon scales appeared.

Is this the power of the Golden Dragon's bloodline?

not bad.

We must squeeze Tang Wulin dry!

The mastermind secretly glanced at Zhang Lexuan.

Master, this is also for our future.

You'll just have to make the sacrifice and suffer a little.

The Blood Moon Wolf King's dog-like face froze, speechless.

Um...it doesn't seem like I've been wronged.

Then we need to intensify our efforts even more!

It erodes and connects the dreams and spiritual seas of the two, draining Tang Wulin's resources!

Hehehehe!!

The next morning, just as dawn broke, there was a regular knocking sound outside Tang Wulin's room.

"Wu Lin, you're awake?"

Beibei's clear and gentle voice came through the door.

Tang Wulin sighed, looking like a half-asleep zombie.

He remembered that they had agreed last night that Bei Bei would come and help Tang Wulin practice the eight extraordinary meridians of the Xuan Tian Gong.