The devil of Douluo is in the world

Chapter 135 [In front of Tang Hao and Tang San, pick Ayin leaves and make tea]

After a few breaths, Song Wuxin and Lan Ling arrived at the west end of the village.

The blue silver grass is overgrown here, but the other weeds have been completely removed.

A dilapidated thatched hut covered with blue and silver vines.

Tang Hao is probably the only one on the continent who lives in such a dilapidated wooden house for a powerful titled Douluo.

"Tang Hao, an old friend is visiting!"

Inside the house, Tang Hao, who was still sleeping soundly like a dead pig on the bed, suddenly woke up when he heard that voice, which seemed to be far away in the sky, but could clearly reach his ears.

The voice was very faint, but it sounded in my ears, but it was like a light on my back. In the flatness, there was a faint, extremely hard to detect killing intent.

This subtle feeling was the instinctive reaction of a titled Douluo powerhouse.

Therefore, sometimes being too strong is also an annoyance.

Suddenly turned over and sat up from the bed, the light in his eyes was extraordinarily bright, and his vigilance had been raised to the extreme in his heart.

Who is coming, who can actually hide it from the scope of my spiritual consciousness?
Tang Hao is also a Titled Douluo after all, and not just an ordinary Titled Douluo, a mere Saint Soul Village, although people come and go every day, they are all under his supervision.

But just now...

The two of them had already arrived outside his house quietly.

If that person didn't make a sound, he wouldn't even notice that someone was so close to him.

Come... I'm afraid it's not a good thing!
And the high level of cultivation is simply shocking.

Although Tang Hao was decadent, he was still a very proud and confident person deep down.

It is not easy for these two people to be able to approach here quietly!
In his consciousness, Tang Hao saw clearly the two blood-red figures of the people outside the door.

That young man, with flowing white hair, floated gently in the breeze, coupled with his blood-clothed attire, a murderous intent rushed towards his face.

Tang Hao's pupils shrank involuntarily.

As for that girl...

Tang Hao suddenly froze for a moment, it's so beautiful!

However, the old man is uneducated, and the words "so beautiful" go all over the world.

It can make a drunkard who only knows how to drink to get through the day with a dead heart, have a different idea, it can be seen that the beauty of blue silk is definitely not a thing in the world.

He drank too much last night, and he is still a little tipsy now. Seeing such an amazing woman, Tang Hao felt his drunkenness dissipate in an instant.

However, suddenly, a icy bloody sword intent enveloped him, and a chill rose from his spine, reaching directly to the top of the sky, making people feel cold all over his body, as if he was in an ice cellar.

Tang Hao's drunkenness was completely refreshed in an instant, he quickly looked away, and wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, feeling a wave of surprise and fear in his heart.

this woman...

so horrible!

His cultivation level was the same as that of the young man, which he couldn't see through.

Unfathomable!

The girl just glanced at her, but he didn't even dare to think of resistance.

In an instant, his spiritual consciousness actually collapsed, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

For the first time in his life, Tang Hao, who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, this time, he was really afraid!

I just hope that the two of them didn't come here to seek revenge, otherwise, today, I'm afraid I'm doomed.

My son is still so young...

Tang Hao naturally didn't want his son to lose his father and become an orphan.

Back then, he had promised Ah Yin that he would raise their son.

With a creak, the door slowly opened.

Tang Hao bowed slightly to the two of them, "I don't know why the two of you came to find Tang X? If you can do it, you will never refuse."

It seems that this person is not completely one-sided, and knows how to adapt.

It's like, many people often say that they are not afraid of death because they don't know what death is.

When death really comes, look at how many heroes are around you?
No matter what scruples Tang Hao had at the moment, in short, he put down his proud head immediately, and chose to endure and give in.

He also speaks very modestly, which is not like his style at all.

Looking at the slovenly middle-aged man in front of him, Song Wuxin was a little surprised. He hadn't seen him for a few years. The current Tang Hao was very different from the heroic figure who killed everyone in the Valley of Flames six years ago.

At first glance, it would never have occurred to them that the two were actually the same person.

The sharpness on his body when he was young has been restrained a lot.

It seems that Ah Yin's death really hit him hard.

Song Wuxin narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "Tang Hao, you really don't know me anymore?"

Tang Hao raised his head, looked at him carefully for a while, and then shook his head, "I'm sorry, I really don't remember where I met you two, can you give me some hints?"

Seeing that he really didn't know her anymore, Song Wuxin nodded secretly.

After Luohunyuan, not only did his hair turn gray overnight, but also his appearance changed drastically due to the awakening of the third martial spirit.

The temperament is much softer than before, and in the coldness and silence of the blood fiend, there is more of a strange smell.

Especially with the bloody clothes, it looks bloody and creepy.

Tang Hao didn't think of the person in front of him on Song Wuxin, that's because Song Wuxin now lacked one most crucial thing——

The Sword of Blood Fiend!
Everyone in the world knows that blood demons never leave their swords...

Who would have thought that the girl in red beside him would actually be the bloody sword from back then.

"You don't know me, so you should be familiar with this, right?"

Suddenly, a bloody murderous intent suddenly descended, and scales began to appear on Song Wuxin's right hand, and the barbs on it emitted a creepy icy light.

On the arm, lingering blood evil spirit, the devilish energy is so strong that it wants to choose someone and devour it.

"It's you!"

As soon as the [Hand of Death] came out, Tang Hao's eyes widened instantly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

That look, as if seeing a naked zombie in broad daylight.

Overwhelmed with fright, his face turned pale for a while.

Suddenly, he, who was still in a daze, seemed to have thought of something suddenly, stepped in front of Song Wuxin, and looked at him nervously.

The eyes are full of hope, full of endless desire.

"Where is Ah Yin, how is she? Has she transformed? Has she regained her sanity?"

In a panic, he was about to reach out to grab Song Wuxin's collar, but at this moment, a jade foot came out of nowhere and kicked him flying.

Click!

There is a sound of broken bones!
"My son is face to face, you'd better show some respect, don't be presumptuous!" Lan Ling moved slowly, glanced at Tang Hao who had been kicked out, and said in a cold voice.

At the same time, Tang San, three miles away from the Holy Soul Village, on a small path, went to the back mountain for morning exercises, and Tang San, who cultivated Ziji Black Eyes, came back bouncingly, holding a hare just hit with a hidden weapon in his hand.

From this tree, he jumped lightly to that tree, his skills are extremely vigorous.

Suddenly, he jumped up and saw the scene in front of him. He was stunned, so surprised that his feet became unsteady, and he fell from the air.

Buttocks facing down, flat sand falling wild goose pose!

Before he had time to rub his buttocks, he hurriedly looked.

A petite and exquisite figure, who should be about the same age as him.

Pink clothes, with a small bag with bunny ears on her waist.

On the forehead, two pink ears were weakly closed.

Of course, these are not the most important things.

The most important thing is that this little figure is not only wearing two heavy-looking sandbags on his feet at this moment, but also...

[Additional spoiler: It is impossible for Xiao Wu to be left to Tang San!

What a combination of three and five, go to hell! 】

(End of this chapter)