Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

Regardless of whether there was a connection from their previous world, the fact that a man was willing to give so much of himself for her, and that he was so exceptional, what more was there to question?

"Tang San, Tang San, can you hear my voice? I've successfully undergone my tribulation, do you know that?" Pretty Girl called out to him softly, lying beside the bed.

Like charred wood, Tang San naturally would give no response, but Pretty Girl, as if unaware that he couldn't respond to her, continued to speak softly, "Please get better quickly, okay? I'm really scared by the way you look now. Regardless of the past, all I know is that in this life, I can't be without you anymore. Whether you're Asura or Tang San, as long as you can recover, I'm willing to have you by my side forever, and I will always be there for you."

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Su Qin stood by, listening to her daughter's confessions as if recalling something herself. She sighed softly and slowly retreated, leaving the space to the two of them.

Pretty Girl gently stroked Tang San's hand, now carbonized, her eyes misty, "The first time I saw you, you came to buy milk tea, and you kept looking at me, then I saw you seemed to tear up. If we really had a connection from the previous world, perhaps you recognized me then. You were so vulnerable at the time."

"Then I kept seeing you, at the tea shop, in the academy. Your figure always appeared before me. I've always had this inexplicable sense of closeness to you, and my heart naturally let its guard down around you. Now that I think about it, if our connection from the previous world is true, then everything can be clearly explained. It's the bond from the past that made me always enjoy being with you."

"Later, you donned a mask and became Asura. You were right, if Tang San back then showed the abilities of Asura later, I would have thought of you as a monster. So, you hid your true identity. But perhaps it was because of that peculiar feeling towards Tang San that made me always keep a distance from Asura, naturally not wanting to get close, even though Asura always helped me. Until this time, when I joined the Ancestral Court elite competition with Asura, I gradually understood him, and gradually felt his selfless kindness towards me. Yet, even so, I never thought of it in a romantic way, I just wanted to consider him a brother. Maybe because Tang San's image was always branded in my mind. Do you know how anxious I was after my retreat ended and I couldn't find you?"

"You were right, indeed. It would have been better if you had returned by my side as Tang San, with my fondness for him, I'm sure I would have gradually accepted you by my side. But you couldn't bear to see me distressed, so you told me everything. Indeed, at that time my heart was really in turmoil, and I often wondered, is there really such a thing as a connection from the previous world? It was not until this tribulation, when you once again stood behind me, holding my hand, that all the hesitation and uncertainty in my heart vanished. Whether you're Tang San or Asura, you are the one who stands by my side. I don't know how we were together in the past life, but the fact that for me you gave up the position of Godking to reincarnate, I can understand now how deeply we loved each other. Please recover soon, I will try to be with you properly this life, to try our love. During my transformation through tribulation, it seemed that I saw glimpses of the past life, I'm willing to, and I want to be with you in this life too. As long as you can get better. You promised me, to always protect me, to always be my patron saint, you have to keep your word!"

Tears fell drop by drop, landing on Tang San's charred arm, Pretty Girl cried with tears streaming down her face.

Tang San, who had been lying still, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and suddenly there was a light cracking sound from the charred skin at his mouth.

Although Pretty Girl was crying, now that she had achieved God Rank, her senses were extremely sharp, and she heard the sound immediately, looking up instinctively.

What she saw was that Tang San's mouth had cracked open, indeed, cracked open. This sight shocked her so much that her tears immediately paused in her eyes without continuing to fall.

It wasn't the whole mouth that had cracked, but it seemed like the skin at the corner of the mouth had split.

With a series of light sounds, "click click click," the crack began to extend backward, slowly reaching his ear. Then, another crack appeared, extending upwards toward the nose, the clicking sounds becoming more distinct.

At this moment, Pretty Girl hardly dared to breathe heavily, truly fearful that the person in front of her would suddenly shatter and die.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Thump thump, thump thump, thump thump." The weak but steady heartbeat sounded, and suddenly, with a "crack," a piece of charred skin fell from Tang San's face, revealing the tender red skin underneath.

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Then another chunk of charred blackness cracked open, seemingly about to slide off his cheek.

Pretty Girl carefully reached out her hand, pinched that piece of charred black, carefully picked it up, and revealed another patch of tender, red skin.

She didn't dare to apply force, but it seemed she had understood, carefully pressing along the cracked charred areas. Sure enough, the charred layer on Tang San's body broke apart like a hard shell, turning into chunks of charred fragments and peeling off.

Pretty Girl didn't care that her own hands were smeared black, and kept on helping him to peel the charred blackness off, little by little, revealing the tender red skin beneath. Soon, Tang San's cheeks were the first to be exposed.

The fresh skin looked fragile enough to break at a touch, still carrying faint traces of blood, but it was absolutely unmarred. The only thing missing was hair—it was gone, whether it was hair on his head, eyebrows, or beard. His bare head looked like a peeled egg.

Listening to his steady heartbeat and seeing the fresh skin beneath the charred shell, Pretty Girl immediately felt a great sense of relief. Seeing his bald head, she couldn't help but let out a "pfft" of laughter, which caused the tears brimming in her eyes to fall and land on him.

Tang San's lips buzzed, and a faint voice came out, "You said you were willing, remember your words." His voice was very light, but Pretty Girl still heard it clearly.

For a moment, her pretty face blushed red, she raised her hand wanting to hit him, but after all, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

"You, you bad fellow, you've been awake the whole time, haven't you? You just did it to scare me," Pretty Girl chided tenderly, but Tang San's heartbeat weakened in the next instant.

Pretty Girl was immediately startled; she was all too aware of how powerful the lightning tribulation had been and quickly said anxiously, "I mean it, I mean it. Don't scare me!"

"Thump thump, thump thump, thump thump." The heartbeat returned to normal.

Pretty Girl was stunned, then couldn't help feeling frustrated; this man…

But no matter how her mood changed, she still carefully lifted the charred blackness from his body, letting more chunks peel off and revealing more skin.

The tender skin that first appeared on his face gradually became normal once exposed to the air, becoming fair and tender. Even Pretty Girl, who had very good skin herself, couldn't help feeling a bit envious. Just that the hair would probably take some time to grow back.

However, as more of the charred shell peeled off, chunk by chunk, Tang San as a whole became more pleasing to the eye, but more and more skin was also exposed.

In the beginning, because Pretty Girl was overwhelmed with excitement due to Tang San's safety, she didn't think too much of it, but as she peeled off more of the charred husk past his chest, exposing his firm pectoral muscles, and started moving towards his abdomen, her pretty face began to turn red.