"What the hell do you want to do?" Tang San's face changed slightly, and he exerted force with both hands, trying to break free from Zhao Ming's feet.

However, after just two rounds of battles, his body has no strength left.

"Don't think of touching hidden weapons, I'm watching!" Yu Guang glanced at Tang San's hidden hidden weapons, and Zhao Ming said coldly.

From the very beginning, Zhao Ming was alert to Tang San's hidden weapon. This weird thing had extremely high lethality. If Tang San had used the hidden weapon without him noticing it, he might have been injured.

Hearing Zhao Ming's words, Tang San was sweating profusely. The hand that touched the sleeve arrow began to slowly put down.

He didn't know why his technique was obviously very hidden, so why was Zhao Ming discovered it.

Zhao Ming didn't say much and kicked away the sleeve arrow hidden in Tang San's sleeve.

"Is this the so-called protagonist, the so-called son of destiny? It's just that." Looking at Tang San, who was struggling under his feet and even struggling to move, Zhao Ming said lightly.

"What do you mean?" Tang San frowned. He didn't know what Zhao Ming meant.

"Not these matter. But I will let you know some things." Zhao Ming said playfully.

While talking, he squatted down and looked at Tang San without blinking.

A white light suddenly flashed on Zhao Ming's hand, and bursts of strange energy caused a slight ripples of air.

"Close your eyes and enjoy it." Zhao Ming said, putting his right palm on Tang San's forehead.

In an instant, Tang San's body trembled suddenly.

A series of short-lived light curtain images flashed through Tang San's mind.

"Hello. My name is Xiao Wu. Dancing Wu."

"My martial soul is a rabbit, a cute little white rabbit. Where are you?"

...

"Brother, can you help me comb my hair? My hair is a little messy."

"This comb is very woody!"

"This is given to me by my mother, and it was made by my mother. The above good sandalwood and red sandalwood is carved with raw materials. Although there is no decoration, this is the last thing my mother left to me."

"Xiao Wu, you are so beautiful."

"Brother, help me comb my hair."

In Tang San's mind.

Xiao Wu raised her hand to put her scorpion braid and untied the knotted pink cloth strip at the bottom. Her eyes were always on Tang San, holding the braid with her left hand and slowly combed her right hand from the root of her hair. The black hair, which was originally braided, slowly spread out under the action of her five fingers, like a black waterfall gradually extending.

The light of stars and moon was shrouded in the light of the stars and moon. Seeing the braids quietly dissipated in front of Xiao Wu, Tang San's eyes couldn't help but become a little confused. Xiao Wu was really beautiful at this time. The stars and moon seemed to have become her foil. Only she is the center of this scroll.

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San deeply and turned slowly as the braid spread out. When the braid's last tangle was also gently opened, her head shook slightly, and the soft black waterfall shook lightly, completely blocking her delicate body.

The long black silk-like hair hung to the ground, and at least one foot of the log under her feet gently stroked the logs. At this time, Xiao Wu seemed to have merged with the night color. From the direction of Tang San, she could only see the moving black.

Perhaps it was because it took too long to comb into a braid, and the long hair spread out and was in a big wavy shape, swaying gently as Xiao Wu's body moved.

Beautiful! So beautiful!

Tang San felt the fragments of the light curtain passed to him by Zhao Ming. There were fragments of him and Xiao Wu getting along with each other in the warmth.

So warm and so beautiful!

A strange emotion was planted in Tang San's heart with these memory fragments.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu." A whispered, and tears kept flowing out of Tang San's eyes.

Looking at Tang San with violent emotions, Zhao Ming frowned, and he regretted it a little.

Tang San told him these things, what if Tang San went crazy and found himself burning his jades?

"System, nothing will happen."

"Don't worry, host. I only passed on some wonderful experiences of Xiao Wu that should have happened to Tang San. He wouldn't know anything else." The system explained.

I understand the truth! I'm afraid that Tang San will go crazy! What if he doesn't want to die and cut me with a knife? But he thought of the idea himself, and no matter what happens in the future, he can only swallow it himself.

"Host, you should know that in this world, you are the protagonist. Tang San's hidden weapons are very strong, but you are stronger. As time goes by, the gap between Tang San and you will become bigger and bigger, and then his hidden weapons will be nothing more than a waste."

Yes, I am the protagonist. I am afraid of a hammer!

Zhao Ming's eyes lit up and he felt enlightened in his heart.

These days, although he has gained strong talent and strength, he still regards Tang San and others as the enemy of life and death. He seems to ignore him, but in fact he still has a sense of awe for these protagonists of the original work.

Without a strong heart, how can you fight for the world and why do you have those rare treasures?

I want all beauties, power, and wealth in this world! Tang San is just a small stepping stone on this road.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ming's heart became even stronger.

Thinking in his mind, he kicked Tang San away with one kick.

At this time, Tang San was also awakened and looked at Zhao Ming in horror. "Zhao Ming, who are you? Why? Why? Return my little Wu to me!"

"Who am I? Who do you think I am?" Zhao Ming smiled faintly, "Xiao Wu is my girlfriend now. What does it mean to give it back to you?"

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu." Tang Sannian said, "Xiao Wu is mine. Although I don't know who you are and what methods you used against Xiao Wu. However, I will definitely take Xiao Wu back."

"Haha, then I'm very welcome. I can't help but look forward to it. However, don't disturb us when Xiao Wu and I are intimate. Otherwise, I won't have a good temper." Zhao Ming said lightly.

"You!" Tang San squirted out a mouthful of blood. He covered his chest, obviously being very angry.
Chapter completed!