Douluo: I can steal other people's martial arts

Chapter 6 Tang Hao

"Wow, the workmanship is not bad..."

Ling Mo was busy and busy, and finally made his mushroom stewed meat porridge. The fragrance was so strong that even the drunkard sleeping inside could smell it.

Tang San was stunned, never thought that a simple porridge could be so complicated!There is so much more to this cooking.

"What is this... The main reason is that there are not enough materials, otherwise today I will show you what a top chef is..."

When it comes to cooking, Ling Mo is definitely an expert in this area. In her previous life, she was proficient in eating, drinking, and playing, and she did in-depth research on eating.

"A large pot full! Alright, let's serve..."

When the pot was boiled, the aroma instantly wafted into the nostrils. The fresh pork porridge was ready. Even Tang Hao was attracted by the inexplicable aroma and came out with a thud.

"dad……"

Oh, dad?What a humble name, then... Dad, let's have porridge!

Noticing the movement behind, Tang San turned around and found that Tang Hao was sitting on the table at some point.

It looks like it's waiting to be eaten!It's no wonder that Tang San has been serving him at home for so many years, and he has long been accustomed to opening his mouth when he eats, and reaching out for clothes, so he doesn't bother to move.

"What a slacker!"

Ling Mo couldn't help rolling his eyes, but what made him curious was that Tang Hao didn't seem to say anything about his arrival.

His identity is already sensitive, and he suddenly broke into a stranger and came to his home, shouldn't he be vigilant?

"Okay! Take this bowl to your father, this bowl is yours, this pot is mine, haha..."

He directly picked up the two bowls of porridge, and after Ling Mo handed it to Tang San, he saw that there was still a big pot in the pot, and suddenly showed an evil smile.

"Good guy! I'm here to destroy you today..."

Ling Mo has not tasted this kind of delicious food for a long time, and he is also a representative of laziness!

Usually in the village, if he can eat anything, he never cooks by himself. He doesn't have a meal, and he lives quite casually, so he hasn't eaten this kind of delicious food for a long time, and he's dying of greed.

Anyway, he was alone, eating and drinking more casually, unlike Tang San, who had to take care of his father.

Excited, Ling Mo was about to throw himself into the pot to settle the remaining porridge. Unexpectedly, Tang Hao suddenly appeared beside him and pulled him back directly.

"What are you doing? That's my..."

Mad, in front of eating, Ling Mo doesn't care who you are, even if the opposite is the famous Haotian Douluo.

Tang Hao ignored Ling Mo's struggle, lifted him up with one hand, and then drank the porridge in the pot one by one, Ling Mo was greedy when he saw it.

This guy, how long has it been since he ate meat?It's no wonder that all the money he earned from ironing has been bought and drunk, and there is no spare money to buy meat to eat.

It was mainly Ling Mo's porridge, which was so delicious that even Tang San was full of praise.

The porridge in the pot slowly bottomed out, and only when there was only a little left, Tang Hao was satisfied.

"Fuck, my porridge..."

Ling Mo knew what it meant to be robbery, the porridge in the pot had almost bottomed out, and after scooping it hard, there was only one bowl left.

Just this amount, if Ling Mo used to be able to accept it, but after the awakening of his martial arts, his appetite is getting bigger and bigger, how can he manage this?

"Boy! You are very good, the porridge is delicious..."

Tang Hao replied indifferently, let go of Ling Mo, and went straight back to the room, showing a meaningful smile to Ling Mo as he left.

"Huh? What a weird smile, did the old alcoholic see anything?"

Ling Mo immediately calmed down, gave a meaningful look, and then walked away with the last bowl of porridge resentfully.

In the past, Ling Mo, who was famous for being abducted and robbed in Daoxiang Village, ended up in the Holy Spirit Village.

This made him very unconvinced. It has always been Lao Tzu's tricks. When will it be someone else's turn to trick Lao Tzu?

Helplessly carrying the porridge to the table, seeing that there was still a big bowl in Tang San's bowl, and then looking at the small amount in her own bowl, Ling Mo suddenly became furious.

"Okay! Two old boys teamed up to bully me, I can't bear it anymore..."

Thinking about it, the more Ling Mo thought about it, the more frustrated he became. Tang Hao didn't dare to provoke him, so he could only settle the account with his son.

Ready to go, keeping his composure, as soon as he got to the edge of the table, Ling Mo immediately made a move, "Bring it to me..."

Little did he know, as soon as he shot, Tang San reacted, and before his hand touched the bowl, he was snatched by Tang San.

"Hey, do you want to fart? You gave this to me, and now you want to go back? Impossible..."

Tang San looked like he had already seen through your tricks, looking at Ling Mo with a funny and angry expression.

What an interesting and wonderful person, obviously showing a mature and prudent attitude, but often doing such childish tricks.

Tang San admires Ling Mo's free and easy, carefree, no worries, he is full and the whole family is not hungry!You can come wherever you want, without considering the consequences of your xinxing.

"Tch, I think Lingmo has been in Daoxiang Village for many years, but I didn't expect to stumble in this small Holy Soul Village today! It's sad, sad..."

Hearing Ling Mo's words so sad, Tang San thought he was really angry, he shouldn't be such a cheapskate.

"Why don't I give you this bowl..."

Tang San said tentatively, but he didn't know that Ling Mo had already made his move as soon as he finished speaking.

"Look back and dig! Haha, you've been tricked..."

In Tang San's stunned expression, the bowl in his hand had already reached Ling Mo's hand, leaving him alone in the wind.

"I rely on, you routine me!"

"Hey, I'll teach you a lesson today, so you know what it means to be sinister..."

Finally got it, Ling Mohu ate and drank instantly, even if Tang San wanted to take it back, it was impossible, everything happened too fast.

After a simple game, Ling Mo finally made a good friendship with Tang San, which was the first step in Douluo.

Why didn't Ling Mo directly board the pirate ship of Wuhun Temple?What are you thinking, do you think Wuhun Hall is something you can enter if you want?

Even if you go in, why can you be in the limelight?Because you are handsome?

If there were such easy things in the world, there wouldn't be so many poor ghosts...

After staying at Tang San's house for a day, watching them strike iron in the afternoon, Ling Mo suddenly had a thought.

"Five-colored divine light can steal spirits, but I don't know a limit. If I steal a titled Douluo's spirit and spirit skills, can I use it?"

This is a very important question. Ling Mo has been making a conjecture. Because there is no professional guidance, she has little knowledge of martial arts.

As soon as she said she did, Ling Mo directly activated the martial soul and used it secretly behind the two fathers. The moment the double pupil was opened, she aimed at Tang Hao, but she didn't expect a cold light to strike instantly.

Instantly blasting him out, Tang San looked at him in surprise, completely puzzled by Lingmo's behavior, even Tang Hao was stunned.

"This kid took the wrong medicine? He fell on his own? Is it because he was angry with the pot of porridge in the morning?"

Tang Hao said in a low voice, he didn't know that Ling Mo used five-color divine light on him just now.

In the huge shock, Ling Mo was rushed out of the house and stood up from the ground with difficulty, her face very pale.

"Made, the power of the Titled Douluo is so powerful, the moment of contact, I almost put myself in it..."

It was true that the five-color divine light could steal martial souls, but if the difference between her level and the opponent's level was too great, Ling Mo's body would simply not be able to withstand the impact of that power.

But he can be sure of one thing, even if it is a titled Douluo, he can't find out that he has stolen the spirit, but Ling Mo can't bear the impact, so this stealing is a failure.

"Little Mo, what's wrong with you?"

Tang San ran out eagerly, maybe he already recognized Ling Mo as a friend in his heart, so he was very concerned.

"I'm fine! I drank too much fake wine, I feel a little dizzy..."

Ling Mo waved his hand indifferently, indicating that Tang San didn't need to care.

Tang Hao was stunned for a moment, "Will there be such a mental short-circuit after drinking too much fake wine?"

"..."

Ling Mo was speechless, and originally wanted to steal Tang Hao's martial soul to play tricks and experiment with his own guesses, but he didn't expect that he couldn't bear that power at all.

(End of this chapter)