Douluo: My father, titled Douluo

Chapter 198 Leaving Wuhun City and Came to Holy Soul Village

early morning,

The wind that blows across the canyon cuts through the dark night like a knife blade.

Yuan Xunlu and Lingyuan Douluo flew in the sky at high speed, with a strong airflow behind them.

"This is going to be a war, will you still take me out?"

Lingyuan Douluo is weaker than Yuan Xunlu, but the martial soul is the fire Lingyuan, and his speed is not slow.

Yuan Xunlu suppressed his speed deliberately, and said unhurriedly: "I'm not needed in the early stage of the operation. Uncle Jin Crocodile is the overall planner, and it's his job to be responsible for the integration of the operations personnel, and Elder Linghai is the one who detects the information."

"It's easy for you."

"Tang Xiao, my only goal is to kill him, I don't need to be responsible for the rest." Yuan Xunlu said with a sigh of relief.

Lingyuan Douluo quite agrees.

"You are only suitable for killing people, a standard bastard with good talent." Lingyuan Douluo commented.

Yuan Xunlu is a standard talented bastard from an aristocratic family.

The family will deliberately weaken his political influence so as not to threaten his son-in-law, and at the same time give him women, money, and status, like raising a pig to raise him into a thug named Douluo.

"It's not too standard." Yuan Xunlu was very dissatisfied with this evaluation.

Lingyuan Douluo thought about the famous scenes of Yuan Xunlu and Qian Daoliu's filial piety, and felt that Yuan Xunlu really didn't look like it.

Whose concubine dares to be so filial~

"Surveying and mapping the terrain of the Haotianzong's closed mountain, preparing to gather an army of soul masters... at least one month's younger."

Yuan Xunlu pointed to the village below, and smiled at Lingyuan Douluo: "So I have to prepare."

Lingyuan Douluo looked down, the village seemed ordinary.

"Remember what I said?"

The sun had risen, and the pale pink sunlight of the early morning shone on Yuan Xunlu's face. He held Lingyuan Douluo's hand with affection in his eyes.

Lingyuan Douluo held her breath nervously. Although she was not an innocent little girl, she still panicked like a little girl when she saw Yuan Xunlu's expression.

Yuan Xunlu said softly:
"I still owe you a 10-year-old soul bone. I never owe anyone money."

"..." Lingyuan Douluo.

As long as you are willing to pretend to be a scumbag in front of me, you won't be able to scumbag me at all.

……

……

Heaven Dou Empire, Fasino Province, Holy Soul Village.

The reason why the village got its name is because it is said that a strong soul saint once walked out of here.

This is the eternal pride of the people of Holy Soul Village.

But for Lingyuan Douluo, although a strong soul saint can be regarded as the backbone of the family, but...

Titled Douluo's unique chain of contempt.

"Master~"

Yuan Xunlu smiled and waved at an old man with a white beard.

The white-bearded grandfather got up early in the morning to do farm work, because the burden of the imperial war had all been transferred to the people at the bottom. This old farmer could only work harder every day.

"Is this the word you wrote, 'Prosperity, the people are suffering; death, the people are suffering'?" Lingyuan Douluo looked at the white-bearded old man and felt very strange.

When she was a child, she thought that food fell from the sky, because she had never been hungry, and it was only when she grew up that she realized that food was grown in the ground.

Today was Lingyuan Douluo's first time seeing someone doing farm work.

"If you were him, do you think these days are hard?" Lingyuan Douluo suddenly asked with a smile.

Yuan Xunlu glanced at Lingyuan Douluo, then shook his head helplessly: "I can't bear the pain of farming. If I were him, and burdened with such heavy corvees and taxes, I would directly rebel."

"The soul master killed you at once." Lingyuan Douluo didn't expect Yuan Xunlu's answer to be this.

Ok,

Very meta wayfinding.

"It's better to die than suffer." Yuan Xunlu didn't care.

If he had to start at four o'clock in the morning, do farm work until noon, and still not have enough to eat every day... Does the prince and general Xiang Ning have any kind? !

The old man also found Yuan Xunlu and nodded towards them as a greeting.

Seeing this, Yuan Xunlu spread his hands in the shape of a loudspeaker, and asked loudly:

"Grandpa, can you tell me where Tang Hao's home is? I'm his good friend!"

good friend……

Lingyuan Douluo looked at Yuan Xunlu speechlessly.

Kill Tang Hao, and then paint the head and deboning, do you have such a good friend?

"Tang Hao?"

Old Jack heard a name he was familiar with, and that name was the most dazzling name in the village six or seven years ago.

Because Tang Hao's son is Tang San, he is the next soul master of the holy soul village.

"Tang Hao... he and Xiaosan live there, I'll take you there." Old Jack is still very good.

Yuan Xunlu thanked the old Jack, and then followed the old Jack with Lingyuan Douluo.

"Grandpa, hasn't this Tang Hao come back for so many years?" Yuan Xunlu was clichéd.

"Nothing."

"Where is Tang Hao's son Xiaosan? I remember he is a very good boy."

When Old Jack heard Tang San, the smile on his face almost wrinkled into a flower.

"The little three are fine."

Yuan Xunlu asked again: "Then why didn't Xiaosan come back? You must have helped him a lot, alas—this kid is so heartless."

"..." Lingyuan Douluo.

You are not going anywhere.

"Young people, it's hard to turn back after seeing the colorful world. The so-called transition from frugality to extravagance is easy, but from extravagance to frugality is difficult." Old Jack just sighed.

"Grandpa, have you ever read?"

Yuan Xunlu discovered that Old Jack was able to speak well, which was obviously not the cultural level that a small village with per capita prenatal education level should have.

"Hey, I've been to Notting City before!"

The old man patted his chest triumphantly, and said in a very angry way:
"Our young people are doing the same thing in our holy soul village. It's better to go out and make a living. Although the chance of success is not so high, the income will be higher than that of working at home."

"That's the truth."

Yuan Xunlu had already prepared a pack of [Yellow Crane Tower] produced by Wuhundian, which was a little more advanced for old Jack.

"This... I'm sorry."

Old Jack smiled shyly, wiped his hands on his trouser legs, and took the cigarette from Yuan Xunlu.

"I'll order it for you."

Old Jack stretched out his left hand to block the wind. As soon as Yuan Xunlu's match touched the cigarette butt, he frowned and inhaled, then let out a puff of white air.

"A premium cigarette is a premium cigarette."

Satisfied, old Jack walked through the village with Yuan Xunlu and arrived at Tang Hao's home.

"This is Tang Hao's home."

Yuan Xunlu hurriedly thanked him, and handed the package of Yellow Crane Tower to Old Jack by the way.

"It can't be done."

"You're welcome, grandpa."

After a few refusals, Old Jack accepted it embarrassingly.

"It's a small gift that fits his status." Lingyuan Douluo said.

For a person like Old Jack, if you give him gold soul coins, you are actually harming him.

How could an old farmer keep a gold soul coin?
And there are rioters around here!
And it was just a matter of leading the way, so he gave the Golden Soul Coin, so Old Jack wouldn't be suspicious.

Yuan Xunlu obviously did his homework, otherwise he would not be able to bring a pack of cigarettes as a non-smoker.

"Of course, I'm not stupid."

Yuan Xunlu got too deep into the drama, turned his head and said to Lingyuan Douluo deliberately:
Welcome to the home of my good friend Mr. Tang Hao. "

"..." Lingyuan Douluo.

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