Douluo's candle

Chapter 9 Titled Douluo?Tang Hao

cold and hot,

Unconsciously,
Little Wang Quan is three years old,

In the past three years, I have traveled almost all over the back mountain of Holy Soul Village,

He never saw the rabbit that night again.

There are no other soul beasts in the mountain.

Do not know why,

He was a little lonely.

He thought that his experience of fighting with people in his previous life was a bit unacceptable,

For example, the paws of giant rabbits, backward kicks,
He thinks, improves,
Come to the back mountain every night to run, exercise, hit, climb trees, turn over,
exhausting myself every day,
Then luck recovery.

All of these are carved into the fighting instinct in this small body.

the sky is bright,

Little Wang Quan let out a long breath, got up and got up,

"It's a bit late. 』

Almost all the herbs in this mountain were poisoned by him,

I have never seen any other mortal herbs.

That's right, Wang Sheng, who studied at Notting College, came back several times,
Xiao Wangquan pestered Wang Sheng to tell him about the world of soul masters,
Although Wang Sheng didn't know much,

But Xiao Wang Quan probably figured it out,
There are three types of medicinal herbs in this world: incomparable, ordinary, and immortal.
The herbs that I pick back every day are not popular herbs.

"That mortal herb is so strange, I really don't know how the fairy herb is so amazing. 』

Two ordinary rabbits were beaten on the road,
walking back,

Suddenly, the footsteps startled,
"There is someone in front! 』

In the dim mountain forest, a figure the size of a strong man looked at him quietly without any concealment,
Can't see the appearance.

Wang Quan was startled, who could get so close to him silently,
The sound of a beast stepping on grass blades hundreds of meters away can be accurately captured.

And since being tricked by a rabbit that night,

Little Wangquan is ready to check carefully anytime, anywhere.

squinted,

Then, he saw a light.

An incomparably majestic breath of soul power filled the man's body, as if lighting up the sky.

Violent, oppressive, containing enormous destructive power.

He felt as small as an ant.

"This this--"

"What level of powerhouse is this? ! 』

Contra?Title Douluo?

The soul power in that person's body was too powerful to be seen clearly,

Little King feels like going crazy,

........................

Tang Hao was walking in the mountains,

despair, irritability,
his wife died,

His son has problems!
When he was one year old, he would hide in the room and meditate consciously,
Tang Hao listened to his long breathing in the next door every night, and the rippling soul power washed away in his body,

He is a title Douluo, he can even see through the disguise of a 10-year-old soul beast at a glance!
How sensitive to the breath of soul power.

I have never taught Tang San any meditation method,
But he can comfort himself, meditation is not difficult at all,
The son inherited his and Ah Yin's talents, and he clearly realized a set of meditation practice methods.

But in recent months, I often go out before dawn,

At first, I just thought that my son was going to find a place in the village to continue practicing that set of meditation methods.
Father and son accompany day and night,

But one day, on a whim, he couldn't find his son in the whole village.

No father is worried that his son who is less than three years old has disappeared without a trace.

He followed out the next day,

Watching his son climb up the mountain behind the holy soul village vigorously,

Practice Xuanyu Hands, Ziji Magic Eyes,
Tang Hao was silent.

He can see that it is a complete set of cultivation system that is different from this world,
"Is it Su Hui from the previous life, or—"

Tang Hao didn't dare to think, if so, what's the point of Xiaoyin's death.

He was drunk, tired, and didn't want to forge, and he always had mixed emotions when cooking for Tang San every day.

He walked aimlessly in the mountains,

Suddenly, he saw a child,
Happily chasing a few little rabbits,
His body was full of light, and his soul power was almost overflowing.

The kid saw him too.

........................

"Who are you!"

Holding the rabbit in one hand, the child asked loudly and vigilantly,

"Me?" Tang Hao was a little impatient, he was restless and didn't want to say anything.

Little Wang Quan looked at the strong man in front of him from a distance, and his emotions seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
A little flustered, he couldn't figure out what a strong man pretending to be a blacksmith was doing here,
Did you crash into something extraordinary?

Shouldn't he be killing people?

"Darkly doesn't look like a good person!"

Little Wang Quan was startled, why did he mutter what was in his heart!

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes dangerously,
Little Wang Quan's heart skipped a beat, he let out a loud cry, and ran away hurriedly with the rabbit in his arms.

………………

"call--"

"call--"

Little Wang Quan was panting while leaning on a tree,

"That person didn't follow," he looked back worriedly,

He did not know how far he ran,
Not daring to stay longer, he made a big circle, changed direction and ran back to the village.

"That mortal medicinal herb must have been planted by him! 』

I hoped that he would best find trouble with that dead rabbit.

But how could that strong man know that the herb was robbed by the rabbit?
"That's a problem. 』

Early in the morning, the village chief shouted in the village at the top of his voice,
"Little Quaner, little Quaner!"

"Where have you been!"

Call the west of the village and call the east of the village,
The villagers who got up early and squatted in front of their houses to eat smiled,

"Little Wang Quan's kid is a ghost, old village chief, don't worry, he might be back soon!"

Just as he was talking, a panting voice came from the entrance of the village,

"Grandpa, stop shouting, I, I'm back!"

The old village head angrily stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Wangquan by the ear,

"Where did you go early in the morning, you dead boy, are you going to kill me!"

"Hey, hiss—"

Little Wang Quan turned his head sideways, while raising his hand and shaking the rabbit in his hand,
"Grandpa, didn't I go up the mountain to hunt rabbits?"

In the past three years,

Little Wang Quan first chased away the dogs of the second uncle's family and the chickens of the third uncle's family, running around all over the village,

Then go up the tree, dig the bird, go down the river to catch the fish,

He even wandered around Jiming Village in Ergou Village next door by himself.

When the village chief grandpa found out, he picked up a bamboo stick and beat him hard.

But gradually got used to the mysteries of Little King Quan,

Then, the herbs dug up every day don’t need to be sneaky, and once in a while, one or two rabbits and pheasants are no longer surprised.
Life at home is getting better and better,

The waist is no longer sore and the legs are no longer painful, and Wang Sheng's parents are working harder in the field, and they can eat meat every time.

Then, I also found that Xiao Wang Quan seems to be energetic every day without sleeping,

The old village chief sometimes thought to himself, "Maybe his biological parents are extremely powerful soul masters." 』

Gradually let him go,
"Hmph," the old village head stomped on his crutches, "Go back and eat!"

Little Wang Quan walked ahead with his head held high and his chest held high, exhorting him like a little adult
"Grandpa, I'll go to the city later."

Grandpa followed behind,

"Why are you going to Notting City?"

"Brother's herbs should be almost finished, I'll send him some more."

Of course he wouldn't say that he was going to see if Xiao Chenyu was doing well,

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, how can any hatred be forgotten by time.

Of course he wouldn't say that he went to the city to inquire about the world's Contra and Title Douluo,

Little Wang Quan is very afraid of such a strong man appearing in this remote village.

(End of this chapter)