Douluo: My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry

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For a time…

Chrysanthemum Douluo was also deeply moved.

He was originally an extremely high-profile existence.

He particularly enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention and cared deeply about his image.

If he could also stand among the many commoners and Soul Masters, enjoying their cheers and adulation, this would undoubtedly be a great temptation for Chrysanthemum Douluo.

However.

Thinking of what he had said before, Chrysanthemum Douluo quickly suppressed his current excitement.

Damn it!

He usually couldn't stand that old codger Poison Douluo.

In a moment of impulsive mockery, he blurted it out without thinking.

It was purely a subconscious behavior.

Now that the words were out of his mouth, Chrysanthemum Douluo truly regretted it.

"Damn it! Although it's quite embarrassing for a Titled Douluo to do such a thing."

"But to be able to receive such adulation…"

"Embarrassing is embarrassing then."

"At worst, I'll just be mocked by those old fogeys, it won't cost me any skin…"

"Now that the words are out, if I slap myself in the face, that would be a big deal."

Thinking of this.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's face almost turned green.

He could only suppress the throbbing in his heart.

Unwilling!

He was really unwilling—

Especially watching Dugu Bo standing on the high platform, enjoying the cheers of the people.

And with a calm and indifferent image as if he didn't care.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was about to curse—

Is this old codger a trash bag?

He can actually pretend so well!

No way…

If the person on the high platform was someone else, it would be fine.

Chrysanthemum Douluo might not have such violent mood swings.

But the problem is that this is Dugu Bo.

He is someone he has always looked down upon and despised.

This is very frustrating.

The more Chrysanthemum Douluo thought about it, the angrier he became, the more depressed he became.

His whole person hated it so much that his teeth itched, and he kept gritting his teeth—

"Calm down, now is not the time to act."

"I know you hate Dugu Bo very much, but for the sake of Her Holiness the Pope's plan, let's wait and see."

"After the conflict breaks out tonight, you can slowly take action to settle the score with that guy."

Ghost Douluo had obviously noticed Chrysanthemum Douluo's abnormality.

But he didn't take it too seriously.

—He just thought that Chrysanthemum Douluo was simply unhappy with Poison Douluo.

For a while, he could only comfort this old partner—

"Relax!"

"This kind of guy who has no self-respect as a Titled Douluo is just a floor tile, let him be embarrassed if he wants to be."

"What do you care about him?"

"And this guy has now joined the Xuanji Pavilion, so when we take action, we can also solve him together…"

Ghost Douluo's words were comforting.

But hearing it in Chrysanthemum Douluo's ears made him even more uncomfortable.

Good fellow—

Why didn't I realize that this old partner of mine was so understanding before?

I just complained that the other party didn't have the pride of being a Titled Douluo, and you immediately followed up.

How are you going to let me learn from you then!

But important matters come first.

Chrysanthemum Douluo could only press down his excitement and sighed deeply.

Forget it, forget it—

Just pretend that I haven't been to Heaven Dou City tonight.

And I haven't seen such ridiculousness!

Let that old codger Dugu Bo enjoy it—I won't give up my pride and demean myself like him.

Chrysanthemum Douluo kept comforting himself in his heart.

It's just that he doesn't know—

The initial throbbing.

Is the poison of all hesitation and coyness.

Chrysanthemum Douluo will definitely not be able to hold back.

—Sooner or later, he will completely fall into the embrace of true fragrance!

… … …

Tang Yuehua on this side announced the news, smiled and nodded to Tang San, indicating that he could leave the stage.

Tang San was also very polite.

—No matter how collapsed he was inside.

At least don't lose the battle.

He couldn't really be scared to wet his pants by Zhuge Lan's mere song lyrics, right?

Terrible!

Not good—

Why does it feel like my pants are a little wet?

Tang San suddenly shivered, and then felt great embarrassment.

Endless shame swept through his heart, and his emotions began to fluctuate wildly.

His resentment towards Zhuge Lan.

At this time, it also reached its peak!

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Tang San's body stiffened for a moment.

But he still endured the shame and regained control of his body.

Next, he could only reluctantly smile at Tang Yuehua.

Then he quickly left the stage!

—I don't know why, he has a inexplicable sense of intimacy with the beautiful woman in front of him.

Not for her appearance or temperament.

But rather like a throbbing from a bloodline!

However…

Tang San now has no time to think too much.

In his mind, he just wants to escape the scene quickly…

He really doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of someone so亲切 感.

Fortunately, fortunately…

After leaving the stage.

Tang San also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart—

"The other party's expression has not changed."

"He shouldn't have noticed my embarrassing appearance."

"Zhuge Lan!"

After rejoicing.

What poured into Tang San's heart was a great sense of shame.

He was actually scared to pee by that guy Zhuge Lan.

Really scared to pee—

Still in front of countless viewers.

Being stared at by the Soul Guidance Device live screen…

"Damn it! Damn it! Bastard!"

"I will never let you go, Zhuge Lan!"

Tang San's heart kept churning, but he only dared to roar in a low voice, making a muffled roar.

It is indeed sad to say—

He doesn't even dare to shout now.

This is already born from evil.

It is the biggest move that his current courage can make.

Just this…

Tang San's gaze also subconsciously swept around.

He was really scared by Zhuge Lan!

He even had a stress response.

Fortunately, fortunately—

"I didn't find it?"

Wait!

Something's wrong…

Me?

Shouldn't I say it's Zhuge Lan?

No, no—I don't seem to have had time to speak just now.

For a time.

Tang San's whole body was icy cold.

A inexplicable sense of fear rushed directly to the top of his head, making him instantly feel his scalp tingling.

"It's over, it's over, I'm definitely completely finished this time."

"Actually, I'm saying bad things about him behind Zhuge Lan's back."

"I will definitely be killed by this bastard!"

Countless fears flooded Tang San's heart, and his heart seemed to fall into a valley.

Constantly sinking, constantly sinking—

This is the feeling of falling into the abyss!

"I'm dead!"

Bright red characters appeared in his mind.

At this time, Tang San was completely desperate. He tried every means to recall his various values.

Just wanting to find hope to save his life from Zhuge Lan—

But ideals are very plump, and reality is very skinny.

Soon Tang San sadly discovered.

He doesn't seem to have any value in front of Zhuge Lan.

Whether it's hidden weapons, hidden weapon techniques, lightness technique, internal energy, or anything…

The other party doesn't like it at all!

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