Chapter 17: Swallow again (1/2)

Wang Yanfeng led Tang Sanwu to practice the Fenglangbian transformation, and he asked them to go back to their rooms to practice.

When it was time for dinner, Wang Yanfeng said to Wang Da, Wang Er, and Wang San: ”I thought about it, but I still have to give you a name. So that you can have your own name. Are you willing?”

”I am willing.” Wang Da Han nodded his head.

Wang Er blinked his eyes, ”Sure.”

Wang San is the tallest among several people, taller than Tang San, but very thin, like a bamboo pole, ”Is that okay?”

”Okay!” Wang Da glared at Wang San.

”Oh.” Wang San seemed a little afraid of Wang Da, so he nodded.

Wang Yanfeng said: ”That's it, I'll think of a name for you all. Wang Da, you will be called Wang Chao from now on. Wang Er is called Wang Zhong, and Wang San, then Wang Xiaolei.”

Wang Chao happily said: ”Great, thank you teacher, I finally have my own name.”

Wang Zhong blinked and said nothing. He was also very thin, but compared with Wang Da and Wang San, he appeared to be more restrained. Not the timid kind. Among the three of them, when facing the sacrifice, Tang San had only caught the hatred in Wang Zhong's eyes, not just fear.

Wang Xiaolei frowned and said: ”I am three characters, is it difficult to write?”

”Why do you talk so much. That's it, thank you teacher.” Wang Chao glared at him like a big brother. He was also the oldest.

”Tang San, let the teacher also give you a name.” Wang Chao said kindly.

Tang San shook his head, and said, ”No, I'll call Tang San pretty good.”

”Well, that's it, eat.”

After dinner, each went back to the house to practice. The three Wang family brothers still need Wang Yanfeng to personally guide them in order to enter the state of stimulating bloodline cultivation. Tang San naturally didn't need it. But to Wang Yanfeng's surprise, after one time of his guidance, Ling Muxue was able to stimulate his blood to practice. This was beyond his expectation.

The night is getting deeper. Tang San, sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.

On the opposite bed, Wang Zhong is still practicing earnestly, and his breath is very stable. Tang San could feel the blood pulse in his body. Vaguely, there are fluctuations of wind elements around the body.

quietly got out of bed, Tang San's eyes became sharp. Among the five children, he is actually the youngest.

Wang Chao is seventeen years old, Wang Zhong is fourteen years old, Wang Xiaolei is twelve years old, Ling Muxue is ten years old, only he is eight years old.

Life has finally changed, at least it is stable, and there is no need to worry about becoming food again. The most important thing now is to improve strength. In three years, he only gave himself three years. Three years later, it was the time to leave here, and at the same time, it was also the time to take revenge. Look out the window, in the direction of Wind Wolf Town Square. Tang San clenched his fists subconsciously. The mother he had only met once died in the hands of the Wind Wolf tribe. This is also doomed. There will be no more twists between him and the monster tribe.

quietly opened the window, Tang San flashed out of the window. Then he returned his hand and carefully closed the window.

Although Wang Yanfeng's cultivation is higher than him, he is sure not to be discovered by virtue of the Tang Sect's unique knowledge he brought from his previous life.

moved forward quietly, Tang San stepped away from the residence. He didn't go in the direction of the square, because he was afraid that if he went to the square, he would be unable to control his emotions when he saw the bones under the altar.

He walked along the dark corner of the wall, carefully covering his figure.