Chapter 169: Tang Chen died, and Poseidon's hair turned white overnight
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
Tang Chen also reached his final moment.
At this moment, Tang Chen was lying in Poseidon's arms, looking at the sun, moon and stars. There was no unwilling expression on his face, but he was extremely relaxed.
After so many years, being able to come to Poseidon Island and die in the arms of the woman he loves most is the happiest thing in his life.
He died without regrets.
Poseidon closed her eyes in pain, crystal clear tears slid down her cheeks. She hugged Tang Chen in great pain, afraid that he would leave her forever.
Tang Chen gently stroked Poseidon's cheek, wiped away her tears, and a hint of tenderness appeared on her face.
"Poseidon... I didn't expect to end my life this way, but... I don't regret it. Being able to accompany you is the greatest happiness in my heart."
"Stop talking...please stop talking."
Poseidon could no longer suppress the pain in his heart, and tears fell uncontrollably. At the same time, he bit his lips tightly to prevent Tang Chen from seeing him at his saddest.
Tang Chen said gently: "Don't cry, crying won't make you beautiful. I know that doing this may make you extremely sad, but... I also know that I owe you too much in this life. If I hadn't insisted on doing it, maybe I wouldn't be like this now."
“Cough, cough, cough… cough, cough, cough.”
Tang Chen spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, and even his speech was weak.
"Poseidon, I know... this is extremely painful for you. Similarly, I don't want to let you go, but when a person is about to die, who can interfere?"
"After living for so many years, I have let it go."
Tang Chen's breath was getting weaker and weaker, as if he might completely disappear from this world at any time.
At the same time, Wang Quan Wumu came on his sword, looked at the already emaciated Tang Chen, stood there silently, and his expression gradually became solemn.
It seems that as expected, Tang Chen's body has completely begun to collapse.
Tang Chen had also noticed Wang Quan Wumu at this moment. Looking at this unrivaled little fellow, a slight smile appeared on his face.
"You came."
Wang Quan Wu Mu walked over, nodded slightly, and then said softly: "I can't do anything about your body..."
Tang Chen said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. I know my body well, and I also understand that it is not easy for me to come to Poseidon Island alive, let alone to exist in this world forever."
"Stop talking..."
Poseidon hugged Tang Chen tightly, and said with tears in his eyes: "Lord Poseidon should be able to save you. I will go find Lord Poseidon now!"
"No, Poseidon."
Tang Chen gently held Poseidon's hand and said softly, "I know my own body. Even if Poseidon, the god of the sea, came here in person, I'm afraid he can't save me. After all, my body has already run out of energy. Even if the god came here, I can't do anything."
Poseidon looked at Tang Chen in his arms and clenched his teeth in pain. The pain in his heart even made his breathing become more and more rapid.
Wang Quan Wumu sat beside him, also looking at the sky, and said calmly: "Your body is indeed exhausted, but before you die, don't you have anything to say?"
"That's what I said..." Tang Chen looked at Poseidon. The person he felt most sorry for in his life was the woman in front of him. He hoped to meet her again in the next life.
"Xiao Wumu, this thing is for you. If you can go to Haotian Sect in the future, tell them..."
At this point, Tang Chen was silent for a while, then smiled and said: "Forget it, no matter how the situation in Douluo Continent changes, the final outcome will remain the same. Whether the Haotian Sect can exist in this world depends on the fate of those guys."
Tang Chen exhaled deeply, stretched out his right hand, and stroked Poseidon's cheek, his voice getting weaker and weaker: "Poseidon... forget me... I... can't... stay... with you... "
Having said that, Tang Chen's right hand finally fell down.
A generation of heroes fell, and the dignified 99th-level peerless Douluo completely disappeared from this world.
"No!"
Poseidon completely collapsed, with hot tears of blood flowing from the corners of her eyes. She hugged the disappearing Tang Chen tightly. The pain in her heart made it impossible for her to calm down like before.
At this moment, Poseidon seemed to have aged all of a sudden. She looked like an old woman who had died in her teens. She stroked Tang Chen's cheek while trembling all over.
Her eyes were filled with pain and reluctance. She knew that her mission was not yet completed, and she could not just die like this and leave this world with Tang Chen.
Poseidon hugged Tang Chen's head tightly, her eyes filled with pain and unwillingness. She didn't understand why God kept torturing them when hope was right in front of them.
Wang Quan Wumu stood up and bowed to Tang Chen in front of him: "Farewell, Senior."
Poseidon picked up Tang Chen's body, stood up and said: "Thank you, Wang Quan Wu Mu. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would never see Tang Chen again in this life. If you can reach that height in the future, please tell the people of this world that I, Poseidon, will always love Tang Chen."
After saying this, Poseidon turned around and left. She wanted to accompany Tang Chen in her final moments.
She didn't know what her future would be like, but she only wanted to do one thing, which was to take advantage of this period of time to accompany Tang Chen.
I never want to be separated, and I am unwilling to be separated.
Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, Wang Quan Wumu sighed. Regardless of whether he had reached the semi-god realm or not, Tang Chen's death was a foregone conclusion.
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With the death of Tang Chen, a special golden vortex formed in the sky. The energy in this vortex was so powerful that it seemed to be telling that a generation of heroes had completely disappeared from this world.
Wuhun City.
Elder's Hall.
The man sitting on a golden chair slowly raised his head.
He looked to be only in his thirties or forties, very handsome, with a faint smile on his face.
The calm and tranquil atmosphere gives people a very comfortable feeling. He is tall but not strong. He is dressed in simple gray robes and his long black hair is spread behind his head and neatly combed.
Although his clothes were so simple, just standing there gave people the feeling of worship.
Qian Daoliu instantly appeared above the Spirit Hall, staring at the energy fluctuations and the golden vortex in the air, with a solemn expression on his face.
(End of this chapter)