Douluo's monastic career

Chapter 174 Cause of Death
Tang Hao couldn't help but smile when he looked at his longing girlfriend, and the murderous aura on his body faded a bit.

Tang Hao personally bought a cup of milk tea produced by the Laifu Chamber of Commerce, quietly watched her lick her red lips with a smile on her face.

She is the light of my own heart!

The figures of the two stretched very long in the sunlight.

On the second day, Yi Yi dressed in green clothes, waving his folding fan, and stood still at the gate of Wuhun City with Bibi Dong.

Looking at the majestic city wall of today's thirty feet high, it is full of the thickness of the years.

I am back again!The first secret passage.

The two Titled Douluo, Snake Spear and Dolphin, died in the great change in Wuhundian back then. Although the Pope was wrong first, he did act fiercely, causing Wuhundian to lose the two Titled Douluo.

Under the compromise, the pope banned himself from under the holy mountain for five years, and left Wuhun City by himself. He thought that he could only come back by achieving the title, but he didn't expect...

"Let's go!" Bibi Dong held No. [-]'s hand vigorously, feeling quite uneasy inside.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the city, two young men in the uniform of Wuhundian stopped them:

"Both, during special time, Wuhun City prohibits ordinary people from entering. Because there are too many soul masters in the city, it is already saturated. Please forgive me."

After speaking, he bowed and apologized again and again.

No. [-] nodded, at least Wuhundian still pays great attention to the cultivation of personal morality.

Just when he was about to speak, he saw a middle-aged commander running over, clasping his fists and saluting excitedly: "Your Majesty, you are finally back, I, I..."

"Your Majesty? Haha~ You are a few years too early! By the way, are you?" Number One shook his head while chuckling.

It is really comfortable to be honored.

The middle-aged man was full of excitement: "My next Zhang Tai, you are the guard of Wuhun City, you are the pride of our Wuhun Palace, number one in the land list, unparalleled in combat power, even Sword Douluo..."

The first interrupted him quickly: "Okay, we are all from our own family, so don't flatter me like that, I have something to ask."

Zhang Tai said hastily: "The decisive battle between you and Tang Hao is on the square in front of the Pope's Palace.
The big and small forces on the mainland have basically sent people, Sect Master Ning and Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Sect Master Yu of the Blue Lightning Overlord School..."

Seeing Zhang Tai who kept talking to himself, the first one had to interrupt:
"I want to ask where the residence of Commander Meng Jun, who commands the Hand of Angels, is. He should have his funeral tomorrow, right?"

Zhang Tai was stunned for a second, and quickly replied: "Meng Jun's home is at No. 32 Tianxi Road, and the funeral is indeed tomorrow, you...?"

First nodded politely to several city guards, and led Bibi Dong into the city where he had lived for six years.

The young soul master who stopped No. [-] before looked at No. [-]'s back, with an excited expression on his face, and said inconceivably:
"He's my idol? But why didn't he have any momentum, and I even talked to him, captain, hit me..."

Zhang Tai said affirmatively: "It's him, I remember clearly the soul fighting field that the First Crown Prince roamed across Wuhun City back then!"

"In the beginning..."

There was a rush of people in the street, and the main road of the Wuhun Temple, which was big enough to accommodate eight carriages driving side by side, seemed a bit narrow at this moment.

The two shuttled through the crowd, their ears full of predictions about the upcoming duel.

"Is it really okay if we don't go to the holy mountain first? So many people are waiting." Bibi Dong looked at the sun that was already hanging high above his head, it was already too late.

The first one continued to walk unwaveringly, and explained: "The duel is just a trivial matter. I have a hunch that there is a big problem with the death of Commander Meng Jun. As for the Clear Sky School, let them wait!"

Bibi Dong nodded and said no more.

The entire Cullinan Road is full of plains, but there are few people, making it seem deserted.

The two stood in front of the sparsely populated Meng Mansion. Maybe it was because there was a wonderful final in the Pope's Palace that few people came, but it still made No. [-] feel the coldness of the world.

Before the two went in, a middle-aged man in mourning clothes came out with a group of people.

"Number one! Her Majesty the Holy Maiden!" one of them suddenly exclaimed.

Bibi Dong looked at the few people in front of him, and said calmly: "How can Commander Feng come here when he has time, and bring a little girl with him?"

"His Majesty the Pope can't come with the honored guest, let the young lady come here on his behalf, as a token of appreciation." Commander Feng was full of respect.

As Chihiro Ji's confidant and in charge of the intelligence department, he naturally understands how terrifying the person next to the saint is, and understands the personal enmity between the other party and the Pope.

Therefore, keeping the little girl behind him, his words were full of caution.

The first person on the side heard Commander Feng's words, and cast his eyes on the little girl, about three or four years old, wearing a pale yellow dress, with delicate features, blond hair, and a touch of baby fat.

"What's your name?" Number One was full of curiosity.

The little girl stepped forward, not afraid, and introduced herself:

"My name is Qian Renxue. Who are you guys? Are you also here to see off Grandpa Meng?"

No.[-] nodded, and took a deep look at Qian Renxue, unexpectedly she was born.

"I am the number one, the number one is the number one"

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking, looked at the middle-aged man in mourning, and said, "I want to see the body of Commander Meng Jun, maybe I can help find the murderer."

The middle-aged man looked at No. [-] excitedly: "Really...really?"

He is the only son of the commander of Meng Jun, Meng Haotang.

I also knew the identity of the person in front of me from the previous conversation, and I couldn't help showing anticipation.

It is natural to avenge the father, and the death of the father will inevitably lead to the ruin of the family. This is all blood feud.

The first nodded to him affirmatively.

"Please~"

Meng Haotang hurriedly took the number one to the mourning hall.

Commander Feng handed Qian Renxue to the people beside him, whispered a few words, turned and left.

The first stood on the mourning hall, ignoring the cries of the dutiful sons beside him, gossip phantoms appeared in his eyes, and swept over the corpses in the cold coffin inch by inch.

"My father was killed by an evil soul master, and I can't bury the whole body. I'm not filial." Meng Haotang saw his father's body again, and fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.

Then he wiped it off, and looked at the first one expectantly.

"The heart was taken out, and there is a dark and evil aura left in the body, it is indeed the work of an evil soul master." The first nodded.

Then he put his hand on the chest of the deceased, and the soul power slowly penetrated in. The first sword eyebrow raised lightly, and found an abnormality.

"What? Did you find anything?"

Bibi Dong, who was familiar with No. [-]'s every move, instantly knew that No. [-] must have found something, and her face was also beaming with joy.

No. [-] nodded slightly, with an affirmative expression on his face: "Meng Jun's meridians have been damaged to a large extent, and the soul sea has traces of being violently absorbed by others.
And the muscles all over his body were loose, obviously the death was sudden, the murderer must be someone he trusted! "

First, he asked Meng Haotang where the legion commander was before he was killed, and what tasks he was performing, and he further decided that there was an inner ghost in the Wuhun Hall.

Take out a fist-sized transparent crystal from the storage space, put it on the chest of the deceased, pinch the seal, a wisp of faint black air floats out from the chest of the deceased, and penetrates into the crystal ball.

"Locate the crystal!"

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up, she was full of joy, and she recognized what it was. She also had one in her storage space, which was used to locate the Dark Devilgod Tiger.

Meng Haotang's face was full of excitement. Since it is called a positioning crystal, it must be used to determine the opponent's location.
I have already made a plan in my heart: find an opportunity to meet the Pope, and ask the Pope to take action so as to avenge my father!

The first reached out his hand, and the positioning crystal floated to the palm of his hand, and the arrow turned by the black air pointed to the west, and the angle was slightly upward.

The direction of the Holy Mountain!

Bibidong and Meng Haotang were both stunned, they thought about the inference before the first, could it be that the murderer was really the hands of their own people.

Meng Haotang held a broad sword with a golden blade in his hand, and seven soul rings appeared at his feet, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black. Even Bibi Dong could feel the violent killing intent.

"Your Majesty, can you temporarily give me the positioning crystal, I am willing..."

The first raised his hand to interrupt Meng Haotang's words, and looked in the direction of the Pope's Palace.

"I happen to be going to the Holy Mountain, and there is a duel, so let me help you get rid of that evil soul master!"

He also wanted to see which evil soul master was so daring to lurk inside the Spirit Hall.

The square in front of the Pope's Palace,
The Pope's Palace and Square, which were damaged by the first, have been rebuilt, and they are more magnificent than before.

Twenty-odd chairs were lined up at the entrance of the Pope's Palace, and all of them were the heads of Titled Douluo or Dazong.

Even if it is Contra, if it has not established a sect, it is not eligible to sit, and can only stand on the edge of the square.

On the side of the Wuhun Hall, except for the big priest and the second priest, all the other titled Douluo came.

Tang Ke looked at his son sitting cross-legged in the middle of the square, and couldn't help asking: "Isn't the number one here yet? Is this how the Wuhun Palace treats guests?"

"When the guests come, there is good wine, but if they are bad guests... Heh!" Xiao Tianyu, who was sitting at the bottom seat, couldn't help mocking softly.

"Sky Frost Douluo~ It's a guest from afar!" Qian Xunji glanced at Xiao Tianyu, motioning him not to continue talking.

Ah!
Xiao Tianyu closed his eyes and ignored other people.

A figure came from the foot of the mountain at a high speed and bowed solemnly to everyone. It was the previous Feng Commander.

"See His Majesty the Pope, the first Majesty has come to Wuhun City, and now he is paying homage to the mansion of Commander Meng Jun, and he should arrive soon!"

"En!" Chihiro Ji's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Commander Feng looked at the crowd, felt that it was inappropriate to speak out about the private affairs of Wuhun Palace, and bowed and retreated.

"Wuhundian really has strict rules and regulations. If he didn't come here first, we would have so many people sitting here waiting, hehe~" Yu Yuanzhen whispered to himself.

But which of the people sitting here has a lower level?The mocking words seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

"Hmph, you can leave if you don't want to wait!" Lie Yan enshrined quietly looking at Yu Yuanzhen.

The few people on the side quickly tried to persuade them, after all, a big battle was about to start, and it would be bad if there was trouble first.

What's more, the deceased is a big one, and it is understandable that people will go to pay homage to the dead first when they come back.

Sitting on the square, Tang Hao felt a little restless in his heart. There were too many people watching the battle, and there were so many offerings.

What he wants is not victory, but killing the opponent.

So he kept thinking about how to kill No. [-] before everyone reacted.

The sun began to sink slowly below the horizon, and three figures stepped onto the square.

Why is he here?
Many people knew Meng Haotang, the only son of the former head of the "Angel Hands" army.

But shouldn't he be keeping his filial piety?
(End of this chapter)