Chapter 874 874. Tang San: I'm so Torn Apart (4000 Words, Two in One)

The will of the world and luck are extremely illusory existences.

Although the creatures that receive the attention of the will of the world will not immediately become stronger, they will have luck far beyond ordinary people, just like the protagonist in martial arts novels jumping off a cliff and picking up cheat books, the protagonist in fantasy novels is divorced, and his potential is stimulated to counterattack rich and handsome. All kinds of incredible adventures.

Even Wang Qiu'er, who only received the blessing of luck from the Star Dou Great Forest, was still able to turn dangers into blessings many times, even Yang Ming couldn't bear to hurt her.

Tang San held tightly the nine-colored glass ball, which was a gift from the God of Creation, and now it looked a bit heavy, like a nine-fold mountain pressing on his palm, making him not know what to do.

Tang San never imagined that he was actually the legendary son of luck, the lucky one who received the attention of the will of the world!

"It turns out that I am the protagonist of this world."

"It turns out that Xiao Wu is my first wife."

"It turns out that I should rule the world..."

Tang San's eyes were a little absent-minded, and he murmured in a low voice.

The nine-color glazed bead contains the supreme secret, telling the past and present that originally belonged to Tang San. It is worthy of being the gift of the Creator God. Perhaps only such a supreme existence can create such an incredible god.

Tang San didn't know when he parted from Qian Renxue, left the attic under his feet, and wandered around the Zhatian Gang casually like a lonely ghost.

From time to time on the road, I met members of the Zhatian Gang patrolling everywhere. The Zhatian Gang has a strict hierarchy. As soon as these gang members saw Tang San, they immediately stood respectfully on both sides of the aisle to pay attention. , Tang San would nod with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and greet these people, but today he was uncharacteristically, as if he didn't realize what happened along the way, which surprised the gang who were familiar with him.

"What's wrong with Hall Master Tang? He's usually very sunny and kind. Why do you feel a little lost today?"

"Is he out of love?"

"Hush! Keep your voice down, you don't want to hang around here anymore?"

At the corner, several gang members in black robes and ghost masks lowered their heads and chattered. Tang San passed by not far from them, but he didn't intend to stop, walking all the way to the depths of the Zhatian gang's garrison.

The further inward the Zhatian Gang's garrison is, the stricter the guards will be. There is a sentry at every five steps, and a post at every ten steps. The small cities in the city can be regarded as one of the best masters, but here they are only acting as guards.

The Xuanwu Hall is stationed near the core of the garrison. In the Xuanwu Hall, a group of soul masters who do not like to fight have gathered. Auxiliary and food-type soul masters can shine here. They are all a group of research madmen. "Bang bang bang" explosion sound, followed by a burst of cursing and yelling, a group of people outside took large and small wooden buckets and carried water into the fire. The whole process seemed skillful and distressing. Obviously, this kind of Things have long been commonplace.

Tang San stopped walking, his eyes gradually gained focus, and he regained his spirit.

Looking forward, Oscar rolled up his sleeves, and together with the people around him, he held a wooden bucket filled with clear cold water in both hands, cursing and cursing as he walked.

"Those grandsons are poisonous, right? They're just experimenting with new types of elixir. Why do they act like someone sneak attacking the headquarters every day, exploding here and there all day long? Will it end?"

When he said these words, Oscar completely forgot that he was the person in charge of researching elixir, and the reason for this kind of atmosphere was all driven by him.

After Yang Ming handed over alchemy formulas to Oscar, Oscar was really talented in this area. Over the years, he had developed many kinds of pills, including Meditation Pills to assist soul masters to enhance the effect of meditation, Zhuangli Pills to enhance male abilities, and An elixir of youth with beautifying effects.

As soon as all kinds of strange medicines came out, they were immediately welcomed by the people of the Douluo Continent, and they belonged to the Zhatian Gang alone. Even if someone was jealous and wanted to copy them, there was nothing they could do. , the entire Xuanwu Hall is simply a hen that lays golden eggs.

Tang San pursed his lips, and didn't go forward to reminisce about the old days, he followed ghostly steps, and a flash hid in the shadow corner, just staring at Oscar blankly.

After a few years, Oscar has become more and more handsome and upright. Under his bright blond hair, there is a handsome face that can make thousands of girls fall in love with him. His peach blossom eyes have an indescribable charm, but the fly in the ointment is that , Oscar is still the same as before, with a thick beard on his face, perhaps because he hasn't taken care of it all year round. It rested unkempt on his head, no different from a chicken coop, and his dusty white coat made him look a bit more down and dirty.

Perhaps, this is the research maniac?

However, Tang San seemed to have a devil living in his heart, constantly roaring in his heart:

"It wasn't supposed to be like this!"

Yes, Tang San clearly saw the original history in the nine-color glass ball bestowed by the God of Creation.

In the original history of the world line, Oscar was an orphan taken in by Dean Flender since he was a child. Because of his outstanding talent full of soul power, he was highly valued by Flender, and was brought into Shrek Academy by Flender. After graduating from the academy, he followed Ning Rongrong to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and became an inner disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. However, he chose to leave in order to gain the ability to protect his lover. After returning, he became the deputy head of the Tang Sect, responsible for logistics. Promoted to God, became the first food deity on the Douluo Continent, and promoted to the God Realm to become the second-level deity God of Cookery.

But now?

Oscar's original wife, Ning Rongrong, is now Yang Ming's wife.

He was supposed to ascend to the God Realm and become the famous God of Cookery, but now he has become a mere Xuanwu hall master. Even his daily cultivation has been neglected, and he only knows the secret recipe of new types of elixir all day long.

Thinking about it this way, even Tang San felt a little unworthy for Oscar, and defended him.

Tang San only felt that his heart was blocked, and he wanted to vomit!

Moving his feet slightly, Tang San walked out from the corner.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Oscar turned around suddenly, and saw Tang San approaching, looking somewhat exhausted, his expression moved, even the beard on his face trembled, and said:

"Third brother, what's the matter with you, why do you feel that your complexion is so bad today?"

As he said, Oscar reached into his pocket and fiddled for a while, took out a black elixir, handed it to Tang San, and said sincerely:

"Third brother, this is the latest energy pill I have developed. After taking it, you can restore your mental strength. If you are too tired from work and your complexion becomes poor, this pill can help you restore your vitality in a short time."

Oscar paused, approached Tang San mysteriously, winked at him for a while, showing a wretched expression on his face covered by beard, and said:

"Of course, you can't take too much of this elixir, otherwise you will be too energetic and have nowhere to vent. Some time ago, Ma Hongjun borrowed a box of energy pills from me, and I don't know how much he took. He has stayed in the Goulan until now. Staying inside overnight, I don’t know if this kid will kill everyone.”

Tang San took Oscar's elixir expressionlessly.

A very strong aroma of Chinese herbal medicine came from the elixir, which was a bit pungent.

Tang San accepted the elixir with a backhand, and instead of accepting Oscar's words, he asked solemnly:

"Xiao Ao, if one day, someone told you that you could have been promoted to a god, became a second-level god, and had a beautiful wife, and had a legendary experience, but now, these things that originally belonged to you Everything is gone, and your wife has been taken away, what will you do?"

After all, Tang San looked at Oscar deeply, deeply, and met those peach blossom eyes.

In fact, Tang San asked Oscar, wasn't he also tortured his heart, his heart was also very confused at this time!

"Third brother, why did you suddenly talk to me about such a weird topic?"

Oscar glanced at Tang San, saw that his deep eyes seemed to be full of indelible sadness, as if some kind of knot was condensed, he scratched the back of his head involuntarily, and said:

"Third brother, to be honest, I have not been a very smart person since I was a child. When I was young, because of this incident, I was often criticized by Dean Flender. My cultivation talent is not as good as you and Boss Yang. Those things of becoming a god are too far away and unrealistic for me, I dare not even think about it."

"Even if I really have a chance to become a god, so what? When I was young, I practiced hard in Shrek Academy. Firstly, I didn't want to distance myself from third brother and you geniuses. Secondly, I didn't want to single-handedly raise me up. Dean Flender was disappointed, but when I grew up, I realized that I actually don’t like to practice at all. You can say that I’m more Buddhist, or I don’t have great ambitions, but that’s what I think , Why am I practicing hard? Isn’t it for a better life, but now I have a good life, and I can also do what I like. Maybe in the eyes of others, researching the secret recipe of elixir, Refining elixir is very boring, but it is not the case for me, I have always enjoyed it, and I feel that I have found my own meaning in life."

When he said this, Oscar scratched the back of his head, with a seldom embarrassed smile on his face, and continued:

"Well, of course, there are still some flaws in the ointment. In our job, I rarely get in touch with girls on weekdays. As a result, as a majestic Xuanwu hall master, I still don't have a formal girlfriend. If the third brother Do you have any good introductions? Can you introduce a girl to me? Apart from being a little sloppy, I am tall and handsome. The most important thing is that I have money, so I can afford a house and a carriage. Definitely the best choice for the best boyfriend."

After the words fell, Oscar himself felt a little embarrassed to say it, and laughed a few times.

Tang San blinked his eyes, looked at this handsome young man with beard in front of him in astonishment, as if he knew Oscar for the first time, he looked him up and down.

Originally Tang San thought that Oscar would show such emotions as indignation and annoyance, but none of these things appeared on Oscar.

On the contrary, what Tang San saw from Oscar's clear peach blossom eyes was the peace from the heart, which showed that these words he said were all from the heart, not just to cover up his lies.

Oscar really doesn't mind that he can't become a god!

Oscar really doesn't mind Ning Rongrong becoming Yang Ming's wife!

Tang San was silent, his lips trembled a few times, he wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a long sigh, and after he patted Oscar heavily on the shoulder a few times, he brushed past him, Alone, he continued to walk towards the depths of the Zhatian Gang's garrison.

Obviously it was noon at this time, and the sun was shining fiercely, but when the sun fell on Tang San, it didn't give people a feeling of vitality, but instead gave people a feeling of staggering in their twilight years. His shadow dragged very long, every step seemed to exhaust his boss's strength, he walked very hard, and walked very slowly, as if there were two big mountains on his shoulders.

Oscar stared deeply at Tang San's receding back, his upper and lower lips tightly pursed.

"What happened to the third brother, why does it feel that something is not right, and his question just now seems so weird, not at all like his usual style."

"Forget it." Oscar shook his head. "Third brother has always been resourceful and much smarter than me. Even if he encounters any difficulties, he will definitely have a countermeasure soon, so I don't need to worry about it."

After finishing speaking, Oscar picked up the bucket and continued to fight the fire with his men.

But Tang San, whom Oscar said was extremely clever, did not behave as he expected, but just wandered around Yang Ming's residence in a daze like a ghost.

The construction of Yang Ming's residence is low-key and introverted. Although he is the leader of a gang, he did not build extravagantly. On the contrary, he retained many characteristic buildings of the original Holy Soul Village, just like a small pocket Holy Soul Village.

At this moment, a sound of fighting came from the courtyard of Yang Ming's residence.

"Drive! Drive! Drive!"

"Come on, don't run so fast, be careful not to fall!"

Hearing this sound, Tang San stopped suddenly as if struck by lightning.

Looking in the direction where the sound came from, in a lush bamboo forest courtyard, the young Yang Guo, who was not long after the full moon, was riding on the broad back of the dark gold three-headed bat king, with his two calves clamping the sides of the bat's body, and his little hands in mid-air Waving it cheerfully, happiness is written all over its immature round face.

But what caught Tang San's attention the most was the girl in the long pink dress, Xiao Wu.