Recalling Ah Yin's hateful gaze at the end, Tang Hao felt a tearing pain instantly.
"No!!!"
Tang Hao roared, as if all his strength had been drained, and he knelt on the ground.
Watching the dissipating green light, he trembled all over in agony.
"My Ah Yin! My, my Ah Yin...!"
His hands constantly waved in the air, wanting to grasp those rays of light and keep his Ah Yin.
"No, no, no, no~!"
However, as the green light gradually faded.
Nothing was left except for a bamboo stick on the ground.
The unique Blue Silver Emperor fragrance in the air dissipated, the warmth in his hands was gone, and Tang Hao's heart turned cold.
He stared at his hands in disbelief, tears and snot streaming down his face!
He tremblingly picked up the bamboo stick.
He never expected that Ah Yin would rather die!
Than acknowledge him!
"It's gone... everything is gone!"
"I... I actually... killed Ah Yin again!"
Extremely self-blaming, the expression on his face became ferocious, tears and snot mixed together, along with the bloodstains on his face, half-crying and half-laughing, his face distorted.
He looked like a murderous ghost!
"Agh!"
A surge of killing intent rushed to his brain, and Tang Hao couldn't help but let out a roar, causing cracks to appear on the street walls.
His eyes turned blood-red, a violent killing intent surged out with his Slaughter God Domain, and beneath him, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red... nine spirit rings slowly rose.
That red spirit ring was particularly dazzling.
"Ah wu~" Ning Rongrong cried, covering her mouth, almost crying out loud, trembling under Tang Hao's killing intent.
She finally understood why Xiao Lan had been urging her to leave! This disheveled beggar was actually a Titled Douluo!
Suppressing her fear, Ning Rongrong slowly retreated... and quickly left the area.
She ran far away, and as she ran, she started to cry aloud.
She regretted it, she shouldn't have brought Xiao Lan out to play, how was she going to explain to Ye Qiu?
Having just experienced the incident in Sunset Forest, her heart was already on the verge of collapse, someone she brought out... was gone again!
"Xiao Lan... Ye Qiu, I'm sorry! Wu~"
She stumbled all the way towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
On the original street.
Tang Hao had already picked up his Clear Sky Hammer, acting like a madman, constantly smashing the shops on both sides.
Boom! Bang!
Houses collapsed, debris splattered everywhere.
Terrifying aura surged in all directions!
The destructive power of a Titled Douluo was terrifying, and countless innocent civilians were implicated.
"Ah~ Run! This bastard has gone mad!"
...
Tang Hao's aura had been sensed by many.
The Royal Knights and Spirit Hall members were the first to arrive at the scene, and further away, many Spirit Masters were watching.
"Where did this Titled Douluo come from?"
"That... is the Clear Sky Hammer! Come on! Come on!" Salas, the Spirit Hall bishop, only took one glance and immediately recognized his identity.
"Sir!"
"Report to the higher-ups immediately! Tang Hao has appeared!"
"Yes!"
Salas immediately arranged for people to act.
Tang Hao was still destroying things, he couldn't forgive himself!
He had actually killed Ah Yin again.
Right in front of him! Right before his eyes! He forced her to her death!
"Ah Yin!!" He wailed continuously!
Deep in pain and self-blame, unable to extricate himself, the Clear Sky Hammer, stained with a bloody glow, swept in all directions!
Jiong! In the void, a dark hole opened.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo all arrived here.
"Uncle Sword, what's wrong with Tang Hao? Has he gone mad?"
"He must have suffered some kind of blow! It should be related to the Ah Yin he mentioned..."
Sword Douluo stood on his sword, feeling the violent killing intent on Tang Hao's body, his expression a bit solemn.
"I didn't expect the great Clear Sky Douluo to fall to such a state, Fengzhi, what do you think... should we stop him?" Bone Douluo crossed his arms, quietly watching Tang Hao, his expression a bit wistful.
"I don't think we'll need to act..." Ning Fengzhi pointed to a noblewoman-like woman below and said to the two.
The person who arrived seemed to be an ordinary person, without any spirit power fluctuations.
She was wearing a silver palace dress, tall and slender, with an exquisite face and an incomparably noble temperament.
Strangely, her nobility did not bring pressure to others; all that could be felt was gentleness and calmness.
Her light blue long hair was coiled behind her, with golden hair ornaments adding to her beauty, long bangs hung down on both sides of her face, her eyes were calm, and her expression serene.
She was approaching the crazed Tang Hao step by step.
"Stop her!" Salas's voice rang out, he couldn't let Tang Hao escape so easily.
Whoosh! A sharp sword, like the Sword of Damocles, hovered above his head, and Sword Douluo's voice was cold.
"Salas! Does your Spirit Hall not care about the lives of ordinary people?"
Salas's face was grim, with some gloom in his eyes, but he dared not be presumptuous again, smiling without warmth.
"Heh heh... Sword Douluo, what are you saying? I was afraid Hall Master Tang would be harmed, that's why I wanted to stop her."
A golden halo appeared around the palace-dressed woman, and the golden light slowly spread out.
Like spring breeze blowing over Lugu Lake, and autumn rain nourishing Jiuzhaigou.
Wherever the golden light passed, everyone's hearts became incomparably calm, as if enveloped by warm sunlight, and their somewhat gloomy inner selves were left with only brightness.
The blood-red killing intent in Tang Hao's eyes gradually receded, his eyes regained clarity, and he stopped his actions.
He turned his head to look at the palace-dressed woman, not daring to meet her gaze, his eyes filled with shame.
"Yuehua..."
He scanned the surroundings and realized that he had almost been doomed!
Looking at the Spirit Hall members eyeing him like tigers.
Perhaps not wanting her to be implicated, Tang Hao did not speak to her, and after glancing at her once more, he left without looking back.
No one dared to stop him, and Salas, whose cultivation was only Spirit Douluo, could only stare helplessly.
Tang Yuehua looked at the direction he left with a complicated expression.
She didn't understand, it was clearly a scheme by their two brothers, so why was he now acting as if he wanted to die?
"Heh heh..." She gave a mocking laugh, then felt a pang of heartache, and walked with elegant steps towards the Moon Pavilion.
...
After Xiao Lan committed suicide, she returned to Ye Qiu's body.
Ye Qiu also received the information Xiao Lan shared with him.
At this moment, he was rushing to Heaven Dou City without stopping, his Sharingan had not closed along the way, and purple energy swirled in his pupils.
He needed to find Ning Rongrong as soon as possible!
On the way back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong kept running, without a moment's rest.
"Wu wu... Xiao Lan~ Ye Qiu... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
She kept repeating these words in her mouth.
She cried all the way from Heaven Dou City.
The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. She was afraid that Ye Qiu would be like the relatives of those deceased disciples, speaking ill of her, wanting to kill or dismember her. Her tears were almost dry.
"Ah~" She fell to the ground, exhausted from running, having stumbled countless times.
Now she was covered in dust and mud, her face wet with tears and smudged with dirt, a big messy face.
But she didn't want to stop, she wanted to go back and find Grandpa Sword and Bone Douluo, to kill that murderer, not let him escape. She just wanted to go home now.
Suppressing the pain, she slowly propped herself up and started running forward again.
"Ah!" Her knees were already bleeding.
"Ning Rongrong!" A voice sounded in her ear.
She looked up in a panic, Ye Qiu was in front, running towards her.
"Are you okay?" Ye Qiu quickly ran over, about to help her up.
"Ah! No, I didn't kill her! It wasn't me!" Ning Rongrong scrambled backward, not daring to look at Ye Qiu, already a bit disoriented.
Ye Qiu grabbed her, but she kept struggling.
"Calm down!"
"It wasn't me! Ye Qiu! It wasn't me!"
"I know it wasn't you, just calm down first!"
"Ah!"
Ye Qiu took her hand and pulled her into his embrace.
Blue Silver Emperor's Second Soul Skill, Blue Silver Fragrance!
Gradually, the unique aura of the Blue Silver Emperor slowly calmed her emotions, and she no longer struggled excessively.
She just kept sobbing, saying some panicked and self-blaming words.
"Ye Qiu... I've harmed someone again, haven't I?"
"Xiao Lan is gone! It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."
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