Douluo's Summoning God

Another year has passed and it’s time for annual vacation again.

Notting Junior College, in the dormitory.

Shui Han, Tang San, and Xiao Wu were chatting in the dormitory.

Tang San asked: "Shuihan, what are your plans for the annual vacation? Aren't you going back?"

Shui Han shook his head: "I won't go back."

"Why?" Tang San wondered.

Xiao Wu said: "Brother Han, you are from Tianshui. I heard that there are many beautiful ladies in Tianshui College. Why don't you go back and visit such a wonderful place often?"

Shui Han smiled bitterly and said: "Although it's good, it's also a torment sometimes. I'm eight years old. When I was a child, I could enter at will, but it's not convenient now. I've been there, and I know that they are very open in the academy. Very often, I only wear pajamas at night, and sometimes I wrap myself in a bath towel and walk on campus.”

Xiao Wu smiled: "No wonder Brother Han said he would suffer."

Tang San asked: "Xiao Wu, aren't you going home?"

At this time, Xiao Wu's eyes flashed with a hint of darkness, and he said lively: "I won't go back, I will stay in the dormitory."

Tang San was surprised: "You didn't go back last year, and I didn't go back either. You practiced and learned too much, so you didn't go back. Now you're not going back either? We've learned almost everything in the junior college, and we're just short of twenty." Level."

Xiao Wu said: "If you don't want to go back, mistress, is your home far from here? Otherwise, I will go to your home."

"My family is very poor, you want to go? I have nothing to entertain you."

"I'll go take a look. It's boring to stay in the academy."

"Then you have to be mentally prepared, my father has a bad temper."

"I'm so cute, your dad will definitely like me." Xiao Wu said while putting on a gentle look and blinking her big eyes.

If he didn't know Xiao Wu well, Tang San would be deceived by her appearance, but after two years of getting along with her, in this short period of time, Xiao Wu no longer went to fight Shui Han, but would fight himself every night. The two were evenly matched, so Tang San knew very well Xiao Wu's temper was fierce, and once his temper erupted, it was like a volcano.

Tang San said: "The honey trap is of no use to me. Fortunately, you are only eight years old. In a few years, you will have the talent of a vixen."

"Vixen, what is it?" Xiao Wu wondered.

Tang San felt that Xiao Wu was really innocent in some aspects, and said: "It's nothing, it's just a kind of soul beast that has been cultivated into a spirit, specially used to seduce men."

Xiao Wu thought about whether there was such a soul beast? But suddenly he was stunned and extremely angry: "You dare to say that I am a vixen, go to hell! I will fight with you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Wu jumped up from her bed and rushed towards Tang San's bed with her teeth and claws spread out.

Shui Han was used to being weird, Xiao Wu was like this, and reminded: "Xiao Wu, be reserved, don't be misunderstood by the teacher again."

"Hmph, I'll let you go first."

Tang San was helpless: "Then come back with me, Shuihan, are you going?"

Shui Han nodded: "Well, let's go for a walk. There are mountains and waterfalls near Holy Soul Village, which are also suitable for cultivation."

"Then let's go."

……

Shui Han and the others left Notting City and walked on the country road. Xiao Wu was very happy and jumped up and down all the way.

Shui Han looked at Xiao Wu, jumping around like a little white rabbit, so cute.

The current soul power levels of the three of them are Tang San, Xiao Wu, who is at level , and Shui Han, who is at level .

After a year of training, Shui Han's training speed is still at the innate level , which makes Shui Han confused.

Moreover, the strange feeling in the left eye became more and more intense.

"Now at level , the cultivation speed is not the innate level cultivation speed. Why? Is it related to the abnormality in the left eye?"

Although not, the current cultivation speed is also very fast. The only one who can compare with his own cultivation speed is Qian Renxue, who is born at level .

Of course, in terms of growth rate, I dare to be ranked first. After all, the soul rings I want to obtain must be top soul beasts.

Approaching the Holy Soul Village, Tang San felt a little excited: "Two years no see, dad, are you okay?"

Because he was an orphan in his previous life, he cherishes the family ties in this life very much.

He touched the Twenty-Four Bridges on the Moonlit Night on his waist. There were gifts prepared for his father. The most common ones were fine wine, followed by brand new clothes and a casting hammer.

The small mountain village where he had lived for six years could already be seen from a distance. Tang San felt very good in his heart. To describe his mood in one sentence, it felt good to be at home.

Entering Holy Soul Village, Tang San pointed to a dilapidated simple house at the head of the village and said, "That's my home."

When he arrived at the door of his house, the door was open, as Tang Hao had always done.

Tang San entered and said excitedly: "Dad, I'm back."

However, there was no response, thinking that his father had fallen asleep after drinking, but when he went to the room and looked, he was not there.

Xiao Wu said: "Is your father not here?"

"Well, maybe I went out to buy casting materials."

Xiao Wu was surprised: "Your father didn't close the door when he left the house. The door was open. I thought someone was there. With the door open, aren't you afraid that thieves will come in and steal things?"

Tang San explained: "My father has always had this habit. He never closes the door. Whether he goes out or at home, or sleeps at night, he never closes the door. After all, in our blacksmith shop, there is nothing that can be stolen."

"So that's it." Xiao Wu was more aware of how poor the conditions at Tang San's house were, and there was no need to worry about thieves visiting.

However, Shui Han didn't think so. He didn't close the door because there was nothing to steal, but because Tang Hao was a ninety-fifth level titled Douluo.

At this time, Old Jack came and said: "I came over when I heard the sound. Xiaosan, you are back."

"Well, Grandpa Jack, is my dad out?"

Old Jack took out a letter and gave it to Tang San: "Take a look, this is what your father left. I originally wanted to pick you up with him in the morning, but he wasn't there in the morning."

After Tang San took the letter and read it, he was a little stunned. His father was gone, and he didn't know when he would see him again.

"What did dad do? Get back what belongs to him? What was it? Why didn't dad tell me that I could help?"

Tang San was a little disappointed. He had not seen him for two years and missed him very much.

At this time, Noting Junior Soul Master Academy.

The master was reading in his room, when there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The master put down the book in his hand and looked up. Outside the door, a man with a deliberation level and a gray long-distance running suit floated over. His black hair was messy, his face was weathered, but his eyes were extremely deep.

"Hello, Master." The man's voice was low and hoarse.

For some reason, the master became nervous subconsciously, stood up, and asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"

"It's normal that you don't recognize me with my appearance. My name is Tang Hao."

Hearing this, Grandmaster Furui Mubo's expression changed drastically, and he said excitedly: "You...you are...Haotian..."

"There is no need to mention your past titles. I know you. Others think you are crazy. I know you are a persistent person. You have already guessed what mistress has to do with me."

The master nodded: "He went back to see you. Why are you here?"

"It is precisely because he went home that I came back. I will be away for a while, and Xiaosan is my only concern. I will entrust him to you. He is my son, Tang Hao. With your teaching ability, I believe in him He will be your best disciple and will be as good as me in the future, can you do it?"

"Are they trained to be as good as you?" The master frowned, shook his head and said, "No."

"Huh? Do you think Xiaosan is the so-called useless martial spirit?"

The master said: "Of course not, I said no because I want the mistress to surpass you!"

Tang Hao: "..."