Chapter 133 My Good Adoptive Father

Qiao Yu slowly opened his eyes, feeling a sharp pain in the back of his head.

Some sneaky bastard had ambushed him, knocking him unconscious.

"Damn it! Ma Benwei!"

Qiao Yu's expression changed. He suddenly remembered that Ma Benwei was still waiting for him to rescue him, only to find that his hands and feet were tightly locked by metal shackles.

He didn't know what material the metal was made of, but Qiao Yu's strength was simply not enough to break free.

Qiao Yu looked around. It was a dark and dilapidated room, with only a beam of white light coming through the skylight, making it impossible to tell where he was.

"Hehe, you're awake? Don't waste your energy. This is a D-grade equipment, Confinement Shackles. It can only be opened by external force."

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a hunched figure walked in.

This person gave Qiao Yu an unparalleled sense of kinship, like a father.

"Tang Wumou!!! You old bastard! You're still alive!"

In the light from the skylight, Qiao Yu finally saw the face of the person who came.

Tang Wumou was even older, unable to straighten his back, his face covered with age spots and deep wrinkles that could trap a daddy longlegs.

"Hehe, of course I'm alive. To stay alive, I sacrificed the entire Tang family."

Tang Wumou grinned, but all the teeth in his mouth had fallen out.

"It's a pity, after you escaped that day, you've been hiding in Jing University, and then there was the Inner World Competition. I couldn't find a chance to attack you."

"Fortunately, heaven doesn't disappoint those who work hard. I finally got my chance!"

Tang Wumou moved his face closer to Qiao Yu, and the unpleasant smell of an old man made Qiao Yu feel nauseous.

"But kid, I've always had a question that I can't figure out no matter how hard I think about it! That day in the basement of my Tang family, what trick did you use to kill me in one move?"

"And later, every time I got close to you, I felt a sense of life-and-death crisis. Even now that I've tied you up, I still feel uneasy! Can you tell me why?"

Tang Wumou's eyes stared at Qiao Yu, trying to find the answer in his eyes.

"Let me go, and I'll tell you."

Qiao Yu smiled. What else could it be? It's because I recognized you, you old bastard, as my adoptive father!

Qiao Yu was determined that as soon as this old bastard let him go, he would immediately stab this old geezer to death with his Fang Tian Hua Ji (halberd)!

However, how could Tang Wumou, an old fox, give Qiao Yu a chance?

"Hehe, never mind if you don't want to talk. At my age, I've learned to restrain my curiosity."

Then, Tang Wumou slowly put his hand on Qiao Yu's body and lifted him up.

Then he walked to a huge instrument that looked like a hibernation pod. As soon as he saw this instrument, Qiao Yu's heart tensed up!

He still felt chills when he thought about the pain the instrument had caused him before, but his hands and feet were bound, and he had no room to resist Tang Wumou.

This old bastard still coveted his body!

Qiao Yu's thoughts raced. He had to think of a way, otherwise, not to mention saving Ma Benwei, he himself would be killed by Tang Wumou.

Being killed was one thing, but the thought of this old thing continuing to live with his handsome face made Qiao Yu feel extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing that Tang Wumou was about to press Qiao Yu onto the instrument, Qiao Yu quickly spoke.

"Wait! Tang Wumou, you said you sacrificed the entire Tang family, but there should be one fish that escaped the net, Tang Lan, right? Don't you want to know where she is?"

In this life-or-death situation, Qiao Yu sold Tang Lan without hesitation.

"Oh? You know where she is? Kid, you're not trying to trick me to buy time, are you?"

Tang Wumou's eyes flickered. It was impossible not to hate Tang Lan.

Originally, he planned to sacrifice all the Tang family members to prolong his life, and then temporarily use Tang Lan as his new body, so that Tang Wumou could have plenty of time to slowly plot against Qiao Yu's body.

However, Tang Lan's escape at the last minute disrupted all of Tang Wumou's plans.

If he hadn't been lucky, as long as Qiao Yu had hidden in Jing University for a few more months, Tang Wumou would have either had to choose someone else's body or simply died of old age.

"No! You can look at my tits, ah no, look at my chest! There's a wooden seed left by Tang Lan!"

Seeing this, Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief. It was good to talk. He was just afraid that Tang Wumou would recklessly insist on taking his body first.

Tang Wumou tore open the clothes on Qiao Yu's chest and found a green wooden seed on Qiao Yu's chest.

The wooden seed was like a second heart on Qiao Yu's body, and it was still pulsating.

"It's indeed that dead girl's aura! You know where she is? Tell me, and I can give you an anesthetic before continuing!" Tang Wumou said, looking at Qiao Yu.

"Of course, I know!" Qiao Yu grinned. "She's right behind you! Look back if you don't believe me!"

Tang Wumou's eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Want to take the opportunity to escape while I turn around? Kid, I was tired of using this kind of low-end trick when I was ten years old!"

Qiao Yu looked sincere.

"I'm not lying to you. Tang Lan is really behind you. Turn around!"

Tang Wumou directly lifted Qiao Yu up again and pressed him towards the instrument.

"Since you don't want to say it, then you'll never have to say it again!"

At this moment, Tang Lan, with a murderous look on her face, appeared silently behind Tang Wumou.

With a wave of her staff, dozens of fine iron-like vines pierced towards Tang Wumou's body!

The tips of the vines were covered with a strange purple color. This was a poison she had specially requested from the Poison King!

Tang Lan knew very well that it would be difficult for her to kill Tang Wumou with her own strength, but it would be different with the Poison King's poison!

As long as she broke a little of his skin, she could inject the Seven-Step Purple poison. Even someone like Ji Pingyang would suffer from the Seven-Step Purple, let alone Tang Wumou!

"Who?!"

Tang Wumou only had time to let out an angry roar before being sent flying by the vines.

Qiao Yu also fell to the ground with a thud. He slowly shook his head. Those who don't listen to Qiao Yu will suffer.

Qiao Yu had told Tang Wumou that Tang Lan was behind him, and he had said it twice, but Tang Wumou didn't believe it.

He had Tang Lan's original wooden seed on him. Tang Wumou probably had been detected by Tang Lan as soon as he appeared near Qiao Yu.

"Quick! Help me untie it! I'll help you deal with this old bastard!" Qiao Yu held up the shackles.

Tang Lan didn't hesitate and scattered a handful of green seeds on the shackles.

"Root and sprout!"

With a wave of Tang Lan's staff, the seeds began to grow rapidly. The power of plants is terrifying. Even a small grass can push open the stone above its head.

Soon, the confinement shackles on Qiao Yu's body were pushed open by these rooting and sprouting plants.

Having regained his freedom, Qiao Yu immediately took out his mighty and extraordinary, towering Fang Tian Hua Ji (halberd).

"Hi hi hi! My good adoptive father! Come over here, and let your son grant you death!"