Douluo: After picking up the Pixiu, Tang San became a dad

Chapter 2 You Are Not a Soul Beast

Pixiu tilted her head and thought for a while, she saw that all the beasts Tang San encountered in the next year were so weak, they were different from her!

However, the god beast and the soul beast seem to be both beasts, so they should be similar.

"Oh, Pixiu is a beast."

Tang San shook the little dough ball in his arms, the soft touch made people unable to put it down.

Unfortunately, this is a soul beast.

"Little Beast, the forest is very dangerous. The soul master wants to kill the soul beast, so you have to be careful. Fortunately, I met you today. If you meet other soul masters, you will be in danger. Take your flesh and blood away." Baked it and ate it. Speaking of which, you are the only fallen lily flower around, so do you have a home?"

"Pixiu lives in Baba's fat house."

After finishing speaking, Pixiu lowered his head and rubbed against Tang San, and wrapped his arms around his neck, very affectionately.

So warm, really like a father.

There are actually quite a few people who hug her like this in the God Realm, but they have never felt such a warm feeling.

Moreover, the closer to Tang San, the more obvious the movement of meridians in the body.

If you practice by Tang San's side, can you go back as soon as possible?
"Do you have parents?" Tang San frowned, "If you have parents, if I take you away, they will be worried if they can't find you when they come back. There is no soul master in our village. You are a soul beast, and so are your parents." Soul beast, the big guy can't withstand the attack of the soul beast."

Pixiu curled his mouth, unable to hide his sadness.

"washed."

Not long after she was born, her parents disappeared, but she only vaguely remembered being hugged by her parents.

Seeing that everyone around her has parents, she also wants her parents very much.

"You mean, dead?" Tang San's eyes felt distressed.

Pixiu nodded emphatically, "Yes, I've washed them all, I've washed them."

Tang San freed a hand to touch Pixiu's head, his movements were very gentle, his eyes were full of pity.

"Then you are worse than me. My mother is not here, but I still have a father. I was an orphan in the Tang Sect in my previous life. Now I have a father anyway. I am not lonely. Forget it, you go back with me first." Well, in case you are here alone, you will die if you meet a soul master. Although there were few soul masters in the past, I'm not sure if it's true that no one will pass by."

"Okay! Live Baba Fatty!"

Pixiu laughed, the petals of his mouth were like a quiet crescent moon, Tang San also laughed.

Two small figures walked out of the forest. It was almost evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun made their shadows longer.

Back at Tang's house, Tang San yelled at the door.

"Dad, I'm back."

There was no movement in the house, Pai Yao looked around curiously.

In her world, she had never seen a house like this, and it didn't even have any glittering gold, so it wasn't very pretty.

But if there is papa, it doesn't seem to matter.

Tang Hao came out, saw Pixiu in Tang San's arms at a glance, couldn't help frowning.

"Where did you bring the little girl?"

Tang San looked around and made sure there was no one, so he quickly closed the door, and whispered in Tang Hao's ear.

"Father, this is the soul beast I met in the forest."

"You said she was a soul beast?"

Seeing Tang San nod his head, Tang Hao's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Pixiu.

Pixiu didn't quite understand, but when Tang Hao looked at her, he immediately grinned, showing his small white teeth, and there was still a little bit of crystal saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth.

Tang San couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand and poked Pixiu's face lightly twice.

So soft, so elastic, and tender.

"Giggle."

Pixiu laughed, she could feel Tang San's friendliness to her, felt that Tang San was playing with her, and she also liked playing with Tang San.

"Little San, you go cook first, Dad will ask her something."

"Ah? Ask her?"

Can such a small child be sensible?
But Tang Hao nodded slightly, and did not continue to speak.

Tang San was a little worried, but thought that Tang Hao would not hurt Pixiu, so he put Pixiu on the stool, turned around and left.

What's the matter, a little bit sad?
The sweet and soft glutinous dough makes people can't put it down, and I really don't want to let her go.

Tang San turned around and went to the kitchen, Tang Hao glanced at Tang San's back, turned his head and approached Pixiu step by step, his expression darkened.

Pixiu blinked and stared at Tang Hao curiously.

Papa's Papa, what should it be called?
Yes, it should be Grandpa.

"Also~ also~"

A crack appeared on Tang Hao's calm face, which he quickly covered up.

"You are not a soul beast."

Pixiu put the fingers of his right hand in his mouth, tilted his head and thought for a while, as if digesting the meaning of Tang Hao's words.

"Oh, no."

It is a beast!

The moment he caught his eye just now, Tang Hao noticed that something was wrong with Pixiu, and it even gave him a feeling that he couldn't see through it.

It can be said that in the entire Douluo Continent, he can see the transformed soul beast at a glance, but he can't see her alone.

Moreover, she didn't have a trace of a spirit beast on her body.

The little girl in front of him looked soft and cute, but when he wanted to probe carefully, she exuded a coercion to block him from prying eyes.

This baby is definitely not simple.

"Who are you?" Tang Hao asked in a deep voice.

Now he lives peacefully here with his son, and he absolutely does not allow anyone to destroy it.

Pixiu shook his head, "The nest is a beast, porridge porridge, a fat home with live porridge."

She likes this papa, so she came back with him.

Seeing her clean and pure eyes, Tang Hao was surprised that such a young child was not a soul beast, and he didn't know what it was.

Could it be, some kind of profound beast or spirit beast?
But I have never heard of such a child of this kind of beast that can change form, and it is extremely rare whether it is a mysterious beast or a spirit beast.

Forget it, Xiaosan has never had any friends, so if she stays, she stays.

When it was time for dinner, Pixiu placed a small bowl and a small spoon in front of him.

Looking at the food, Pixiu didn't use a spoon, he stretched out his soft and milky little hand to grab it, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Now, the nose, mouth, and cheeks are all blurred, and the soft and cute face is too horrible to look at.

Tang Hao felt that the food on the table was no longer delicious, and some didn't want to eat it.

"You can't tell anyone that she is a beast, otherwise it will be dangerous. If someone asks, she will say that she is your sister's daughter. As for...she is a young child now. If you want to raise her, you have to teach her everything."

After finishing speaking, Tang Hao stood up and walked out quite speechlessly, and also took his flagon with him.

Pixiu didn't understand the meaning of Tang Hao's words, so she kept stuffing them into her mouth. She felt that although the food was much worse than that of the God of Cookery brother, it was still delicious and she had to eat it all.

The happiest thing about the God of Cookery brother is that she ate up all his food.

"Hahahahaha!"

It used to be a chubby little face, but now the whole area around the small mouth was covered with vegetable juice.

Not long after, all the plates bottomed out, Tang San couldn't help but touch his forehead.

She ate all the food for the three of them by herself, without leaving a single grain of rice in the pot.

God, so edible, can he afford it?

(End of this chapter)