Douluo: I can steal other people's martial arts

"Okay, Uncle Gu!" Ning Fengzhi had a headache on his face. Every time Gu Rongyi and Ling Mo met, they would definitely disagree with each other.

The old and the young, none of them are serious.

"By the way, Xiaomo, what's your relationship with this Tang San?"

Ning Fengzhi finally asked. He was very confused in his heart, how did Ling Mo know Tang San and have such a close relationship.

You know, Ling Mo's identity is not simple now. Every move he makes is related to the future trend of the mainland.

Whoever he joins forces with can rest easy.

No wonder Ning Fengzhi was worried. Although Ning Rongrong was there, he could rest assured.

But... this sudden intervention of a Haotian Sect, it is inevitable that there will be some discomfort.

"You mean mistress? Well, it's a long story.

The two of us should be friends since childhood!

We know each other very well, and it’s not an exaggeration to call them brothers…”

After Ling Mo finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi frowned, thinking that things were not that simple after all.

"I see. So, you also know Tang San's father?" Ning Fengzhi wanted to get something out of Ling Mo.

After all, Tang Hao's whereabouts has always been a knot in everyone's mind.

Either this tough guy doesn't show up, or something big happens when he shows up.

After that bizarre battle that year, Tang Hao disappeared and he was expelled from the Haotian Sect.

Moreover... the Haotian Sect also mysteriously disappeared, completely disappearing on the mainland, hiding somewhere unknown.

Those soul masters on the mainland may still be confused and don't know what happened.

But as one of the three upper sects, Ning Fengzhi does know some secrets.

It was rumored that Tang Hao had a dispute with Wuhun Palace, and had a battle with Wuhun Palace twelve years ago. Not only did he seriously injure the former Pope, he also severely injured two titled Douluo.

The Pope of Wuhun Palace died shortly after returning to Wuhun Palace after that stop. Everyone thought it was Tang Hao who did it.

The Wuhun Palace also confirmed that it was Tang Hao who killed the Pope.

However, whether there is anything strange in it depends on the perspective of the onlookers.

"You mean that drunkard? I know him. He's just a blacksmith..."

Ling Mo laughed, of course he could see that Ning Fengzhi was trying to trick him.

"Blacksmithing? Haha, he is a good match..."

Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled.

He couldn't help but glance at Ling Mogao, thinking that this kid has become a man, and it seems that he can't say anything.

"By the way, when do you plan to settle your marriage with Rongrong?"

Ning Fengzhi suddenly mentioned another question.

Before Ling Mo could answer, Gu Rong became unhappy, "Sect Master, how old is Rongrong? Are you a little impatient?"

Ning Fengzhi didn't know it, but seeing more and more women around Ling Mo, he was a little worried about Ning Rongrong's status.

The only solution is to be the first to marry. Only in this way can we firmly maintain sovereignty.

He could finally see that Rongrong couldn't let go of Lingmo, and it was too late to beat them up now.

"Marriage? Well...I have no problem with this. We can get married at any time, but...shouldn't we ask Rongrong what he thinks about this matter?"

Married Lingmo doesn't mind, since the ghost gate has been built anyway, and it can be regarded as having a piece of land of its own.

It would be better to get married early so that I don't have to run back and forth.

"Well, you are right! You should ask Rongrong..."

Ning Fengzhi was really a little bit reluctant to give up. It was really uncomfortable to give away such a big daughter.

We can only slow down temporarily.

Soon, Tang San walked in.

"Uncle Ning! I kept you waiting for a long time..."

"Nothing, sit down, mistress, can I call you this?"

Tang San nodded and said: "You are Rongrong's father, of course you can."

Ning Fengzhi laughed and said: "It seems that I have been honored by Rongrong! Speaking of which, just now I was thinking about how to get you into my sect, but I didn't expect that you are the son of an old friend."

"Uncle Ning knows my father?" Tang San's heartbeat that had been suppressed with great difficulty became excited again.

Ning Fengzhi nodded, "Of course I know him. The youngest titled Douluo in the mainland, I'm afraid there are not many people in the soul master world who don't know him..."

Ning Fengzhi continued: "Your father has been missing for many years. I don't know where he is now? We haven't seen each other for many years. If there is a chance, I will definitely visit."

Tang San looked at Ning Fengzhi, then at Ling Mo, and finally said.

“I don’t know where my father is, he disappeared eight years ago.

Eight years have passed, but there is no news. If it is true as the senior said, my father is from the Haotian Sect, then maybe he should be in the Haotian Sect now. "

He didn't tell Ning Fengzhi what Ling Mo told him just now.

Since Tang Hao didn't show up, he must have his own reasons, and Tang San would not expose his whereabouts.

He is not a child, and his character is not much worse than Ning Fengzhi's.

"Oh? That's a pity..."

Ning Fengzhi was a little disappointed when he heard this! Originally, I was thinking of using Tang San's connections to form an alliance with the Haotian Sect.

Now it seems that this idea is going to come to nothing.

"By the way! Does uncle know about my father? Some things about my father's disappearance back then..."

On the Titan side, Tang San didn't get the information he deserved, so he had no choice but to focus on Ning Fengzhi.

"This... I actually don't know much about it, but I have heard some stories about your father.

Back then... there was a conflict between your father and Wuhundian, and there was a fierce battle.

In that battle, Ling Zongzong killed the former Pope of Wuhun Palace, and then disappeared. This disappearance lasted for twelve years..."

"Twelve years!!!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, this seemed to be a very special number.

This happened to be the year he was born. Recalling the scene he saw in a daze when he just traveled through time, he suddenly realized.

"Martial Soul Hall..."

Tang San seemed to know something. His father's disappearance must be related to Wuhun Palace.

Several people chatted inside for a long time, mostly about Tang Hao.

Ling Mo didn't interrupt. He knew that Tang Hao was in Binghuo Liangyi's eyes at this moment, but he didn't say anything.

When I came out of the room, it was almost dark.

"Uncle, why don't you stay and have dinner tonight before leaving?"

Before leaving, Ling Mo said something polite, but in fact, she wished Ning Fengzhi would go back early so as not to disturb them.

"Haha, no! This place is not far from the Qibao Glazed Sect. I'll see you again when I have time."

Ning Fengzhi smiled, declined Lingmo's offer to stay, and then left with Gu Rong.

After Ning Fengzhi left, Ling Mo looked back and found that Tai Tan was still there.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Ling Mo was very unhappy. This guy showed up twice, almost always against him.

"I...I'm waiting for you, young master!"

Tai Tan didn't dare to look directly at Ling Mo, he was afraid! Keep your head down.

"Xiaosan, you can figure it out, I'll leave first..."

With that said, Ling Mo left directly, not bothering to listen to their nonsense.

After leaving the teaching building, Ling Mo went directly to the dormitory. There was nothing to do in the next period of time, so she would just stay in Shrek Academy for a few days.

If Zhu Zhuqing hadn't arrived suddenly today, I'm afraid Ling Mo wouldn't have arrived so quickly.

Originally, he wanted to go to the palace to find Qian Renxue, but unexpectedly he met Zhu Zhuqing on the way.

Fortunately, we were not discovered, otherwise we would have been beaten again...