Douluo: After being read his mind, he became the favorite of the Wuhun Palace.

Xiaolu was really grateful to the Nine-Cai Goddess, but she couldn't understand what the Nine-Cai Goddess asked of her.

Of course, if she is given another chance, she will still accept the help of the Nine Color Goddess. Who doesn't want to live! Naturally, she also wants to live for a long time.

It's just that she is still the same, unable to bear the demands of the Nine-Colored Goddess.

She really couldn't see what was so special about Tang San that made the majestic Nine-Color Goddess value him so much, and why she chose his successor all because of Tang San.

"She made a request to you. Is it related to Tang San? Does it mean that you will die if Tang San dies?"

Seeing that Xiaolu seemed to be immersed in memories, Yelan called out to pull him back.

"Yes, my life was extended by the goddess, but there is another constraint. Once Tang San dies, my life will also end."

"Moreover, the content of the divine test she gave me was actually to help Tang San become a god."

When this was mentioned, Xiaolu felt a little resentful, and she began to complain about the Nine-Colored Goddess.

"I don't understand. Didn't she choose me to be the heir to the gods? Why doesn't she care about me so much, as if she only treats me as a tool? Am I just a stepping stone on Tang San's path to becoming a god?"

"If you like Tang San so much, why not just let Tang San be her heir?"

"Why did you choose me? Why didn't you treat me well after you chose me?"

Gratitude is real, and resentment is also real.

But in fact, when Xiaolu first knew what the Nine Colors Goddess wanted from her, she didn't care, let alone feel any resentment.

Because she herself knew that the content of her divine test was relatively simple.

As for Tang San, she learned from the Jiucai Goddess that Tang San was chosen by both Shura God and Poseidon, so she thought Tang San was an extremely outstanding and powerful person. Plus with the gods protecting her, it was very difficult for anyone to hurt Tang San, so she didn't have to worry about her life at all.

When she went to Poseidon Island to see Tang San, she was very satisfied when she saw the young, powerful and handsome Tang San. She felt that she had never been so lucky.

However, as I came into contact with Tang San, I saw that he had suffered huge losses several times under the hands of Wuhun Palace, Qian Renxue and Ye Lan. Not only was she easily compared, but her life was not guaranteed, and she was afraid.

"Tang San won't live long at all, she wants to be buried with me!"

The fawn was so frightened that it started to cry. It was so pitiful, and the fear of death was exuding all over its body.

She knew what she was doing was wrong, and she didn't think she was a very noble person. She was just an ordinary person who just wanted to live well.

After Xiaolu told and cried like this, it is not difficult to see what her purpose is.

But no one raised it first, but waited for Xiaolu to raise it himself, negotiate the terms and throw the weight.

The little deer thought he would receive comfort and help, but there was no sound for a long time. While wiping away tears, I secretly observed the people in the hall through the space between my fingertips, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

The angel god Qian Renxue was playing with the fingers of the saint Yelan next to her, and she was the only one with her whole body. Although the saint looked angry with the angel god and turned her head away from her, her attention was clearly on the angel god.

Pope Bibi Dong on the high seat was closing his eyes to meditate. Opposite the Angel God and the Holy Maiden were two powerful Titled Douluo men, who seemed to be worshipers of the Wuhun Palace. They were joking about pinching me and scratching you.

On the other hand, Ju Douluo Yue Guan, who was standing next to the Pope, was looking at her, but his eyes seemed to see through her, making Xiaolu feel a thorn in his back.

The deer suddenly panicked and didn't dare to pick up Joe.

"I want to cooperate with you. I have some information about Tang San. I can still provide you with a lot of help. It can at least reduce your casualties by 20%."

Xiaolu finally threw out the weight she could give.

This was also the task Tang San had given her, but she did not follow Tang San's instructions, but had other thoughts.

She was a very smart person, knowing that Tang San was bound to lose and was definitely no match for Wuhun Palace. She would never risk her life to be buried with Tang San.

It's better to use these things to cooperate with Wuhun Palace.

Think of this as her reward for summoning Xiao Wu's soul many times!

"Twenty percent casualties."

Qian Renxue repeated it gently, without judging whether the weight was qualified or not. She put it down first and turned to ask Xiaolu:

"So, what do you want us to do for you? Let's talk about it first."

Because Qian Renxue's tone was calm and there was no change in the expressions on the faces of the other people present, Xiaolu was a little confused for a moment whether she had persuaded these people in Wuhun Palace.

She thought this was his greatest code. If Wuhundian didn't take a fancy to it and was unwilling to help, then she would have no choice but to die.

But she had already made a decision, and when she came to Wuhun Hall, there was no way back.

"I want to ask you to help me survive. My only wish is to live."

Xiaolu solemnly stated his wish with great expectation.

This was completely expected by everyone. Xiaolu’s thoughts were easy to guess, and they had already thought of a way to deal with it.

"Your wish is a bit too big. You fell into the trap of the Nine-Colored Goddess and got benefits, but you want to escape unscathed.

Could it be that we think we have the ability to deal with gods that have been famous for a long time? Or maybe you want us to let go of Tang San, a serious thorn in his side, and keep him alive until he comes back again. Do you think this is possible? "

Ye Lan looked at Xiaolu, the sarcasm in his tone and eyes seemed to burn her, making her hesitate to speak, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

"No, no, I just..."

"You are nothing, you just want to live."

Qian Renxue took over Xiao Lu's words, her expression similar to Ye Lan's but a little cooler.

"But it's too hard for you to stay alive. Your weights aren't heavy enough!"

Of course, what Ye Lan and Qian Renxue said were lies, just to break Xiaolu's inner defense so that she could throw out more weights in exchange.

Guang Ling, who saw the two people's intentions, also took over what they said, not giving Xiaolu a chance to speak.

"That's right, with this little weight, it would be too fanciful to think that we could deal with the gods instead, or let us keep Tang San alive."

Guang Ling's voice and expression were both on point, and Xiao Lu couldn't help but wonder if she had gone too far and actually tried to ask Wuhun Palace to help her survive.

"No, no, I didn't ask you to let Tang San go. I know the principle of eradicating the roots. Tang San will only have endless troubles if he is alive."

Xiao Luxuan hurriedly spoke, but what she wanted to say more was: