People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

"No, it's not her. She didn't hurt anyone's life, she just took Rongrong away." Ning Fengzhi replied.

"Then by whose hands did my father die?" Tang San continued to ask.

"I can't see his appearance. I only know that he never used soul power from beginning to end. He used a dagger to kill all the titled Douluo in the alliance." Ning Fengzhi's expression became a little numb. , his eyes were distracted and lost their light.

Tang San's pupils shrank instantly, and an indescribable grief and anger surged in his heart. His teeth clenched, and his eyes flashed with strong murderous intent.

"Uncle Ning, what was Jun Yi doing when the traitor killed my father with a dagger?"

Tang San's eyes instantly became sharp, and he stared at Ning Fengzhi, as if he wanted to find the answer in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head, "He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. He just sat there and watched. I couldn't tell whether he was poisoned at that time."

"He must not have been poisoned. After all, Bibi Dong is just a mortal. No matter how powerful her poison is, it cannot be useful to Jun Yi. He is still the same as before, refusing to save him. Ha, I should have thought of it earlier. When I first met him, he clearly had the ability to help Xiao Wu, but his attitude of sitting back and watching was exactly the same. "

Tang San clenched his hands tightly into fists, his bones rattling. The anger and grief in his heart were like a ignited fire, burning so hard that he couldn't control himself. He felt his soul tremble, as if there was a powerful force rushing through his body, trying to break through his body.

Jun Yi was fully capable of taking action, but chose to sit back and watch. The grief and anger in his heart were like boiling lava, too strong to be suppressed.

"Xiao San, you have to calm down." Tang Yuehua stepped forward and supported the agitated Tang San. Her tone was soft, with a maternal warmth.

Tang San's eyes turned red. He took a deep breath and tried his best to control his emotions. He knew that now was not the time to be angry, he needed more information and more evidence. Only by learning the truth can he avenge his family. He gritted his teeth hard and asked in a hoarse voice: "Uncle Ning, do you know what my father's last words were before he died?"

"Before he died, he angrily denounced the mole, saying that they had betrayed the alliance and betrayed their faith, and he would not die with his eyes closed. The mole smiled at that time and did not speak." Ning Fengzhi's expression became a little stiff, as if this scene made him very painful.

Tang San's heart twitched, he could imagine the misery and despair his father felt before he died. He took a deep breath, tried to control his emotions, and then slowly closed his eyes. He felt Tang Yuehua's hand gently resting on his shoulder, and a warm force passed over him, making him feel no longer alone. He shook his head slightly, then opened his eyes, looked at Ning Fengzhi, took a deep breath, and said, "Uncle Ning, I want to find out this matter myself."

"Where are you going?" Tang Yuehua asked nervously. "I'll go find Jun Yi. He must know some inside information." Tang San's tone was firm, his eyes flashing with determination.

"No, Xiaosan, you are no match for Jun Yi now." Ning Fengzhi comforted him.

Hearing this, Tang San suddenly turned around and said angrily: "Then what should I do?"

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and said: "The only way is to become stronger than Jun Yi." Tang San was slightly stunned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Stronger than Jun Yi?" Ning Fengzhi said Nodding, "Only when you have enough strength to compete with Jun Yi can you learn the truth from his mouth."

"You can take advantage of this period to find moles for the alliance. Now that the alliance's high-end combat power is dead, once this news spreads, the alliance will fall apart. I need a strong person to stabilize this situation." Ning Fengzhi told Tang Three said.

"I understand." Tang San nodded, taking a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination, "I will find the traitor and avenge my family."

"Remember, never act impulsively, Jun Yi is not an easy opponent to deal with." Ning Fengzhi looked at Tang San and said in a deep voice. After a long time, Tang San suddenly asked: "Uncle Ning, one last question, why didn't the assassin kill you, and how did you survive from Jun Yi's hands?"

According to Tang San's understanding, the first target that the mole wanted to kill must be a character who was like a think tank, but why did Ning Fengzhi survive?

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly, walked to the window, opened it, and looked at the sky quietly, "This is the punishment Jun Yi gave me. At that time, the ghost really wanted to kill me, but Qinghe stopped him. Then Jun Yi glared back at me, and in the end he didn't attack me. "

Ning Fengzhi coughed twice, "Jun Yi is punishing me by making me experience life, separation, and death. I will choose to die between a painful life and a happy death. Unfortunately, my current life and death are no longer under my control." "

Ning Fengzhi was seen coughing up blood, and the blood had a bit of an unpleasant odor, so it was obvious that he had been poisoned.

"Fengzhi." Tang Yuehua quickly walked to the window and supported Ning Fengzhi.

"Uncle Ning, are you poisoned?"

Tang San also walked to Ning Fengzhi and checked his body. Tang San injected his soul power into Ning Fengzhi's body, only to find that the meridians in Ning Fengzhi's body were severed, and his five internal organs had been completely eroded by toxins. There is no soul power left.

"Xiao San, you don't have to waste your soul power for me anymore. No one can cure the poison I'm in." Ning Fengzhi gently pushed Tang San's hand away. His voice was very weak, as if he would die at any time.

"Don't worry, Uncle Ning. I can cure this poison. If I know who the traitor is, I will cut him into pieces. He will neither live nor die." Tang San's eyes revealed a strong murderous intent. "Xiao San, you must remember that hatred will only make people more painful." Ning Fengzhi gently patted Tang San's shoulder. His voice was a little hoarse, but full of sincerity.

"Uncle Ning, during this period, I will stay in the Haotian Sect to cure you and prevent the traitor from attacking you." Tang San took a deep breath. He knew that now was not the time to be sad and angry. He needed to find out the truth about this matter and avenge his family.

Outside the window, snowflakes were flying, and the temperature in the house made people feel a little cold. However, Tang San could no longer care about these things at this time. There was only a firm belief in his heart, that is, to avenge his family.

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