Douluo's end Yanlong God

Notting Elementary Soul Master Academy.

The master was reading a book in his room, and the mistress came home, feeling empty in his heart.After getting along for a year, even though he didn't say anything, his feelings for this disciple continued to deepen in his heart.

Until Tang San left this morning, he was still hesitant about whether to go to his house and have a look.In the end, the master rejected his idea.There are many reasons, even he himself can't explain clearly.

However, this year, the academy was quite interesting. After all, besides Tang San, there were also Xiao Wu and Chen Xuan.

For Chen Xuan, the master admired him even more. He always felt that he couldn't see through the child.

Even with the child standing in front of him, he still felt palpitations and fear.

"Am I being paranoid? I'm just a child. How can I have palpitations?" The master said to himself, thinking that it would be great if he could make Chen Xuan his disciple. However, Chen Xuan refused directly at the beginning. Got him.

Just as he was thinking.

Bang, bang, bang, at this moment, the knock on the door suddenly sounded.

The master frowned, usually no one would come to him except Tang San.

"Please come in." The master put down the book in his hand and said lightly.

The door opened, and a tall figure walked in from the outside. He was wearing a simple gray robe, with messy black hair hanging on his shoulders. His old face was full of vicissitudes of life, and his pair of cloudy eyes seemed to have reached the end of his life, which was completely incompatible with his appearance, which was only about fifty years old.

"Hello, master." The voice of the visitor was low and hoarse.

I don't know why, when this person just entered the door, the master subconsciously tensed up, and even the soul power spread all over his body unconsciously.

"You are?" He stood up slowly, with a bit of doubt in the master's eyes.

The man in gray said calmly: "Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for twenty years. It's no wonder you don't recognize me when I look like this. My name is Tang Hao."

"Tang Hao." The master's usual expression suddenly changed. His pupils focused almost instantly, staring at the person in front of him. His hands were grasped on the table, and his fingers had turned blue-white, "You, You are Hao"

Tang Hao waved his hand to stop the master from speaking, and said coldly: "There is no need to mention the title of the past. Back then, we had a few encounters. Others might think that you are just a lunatic, but I know that, You are a persistent person."

The master's mood gradually calmed down, and his stiff face was slightly disturbed. "It seems that I guessed it right. You are indeed Xiaosan's father. He has gone home, why are you here?"

Tang Hao nodded and said lightly: "It is because he has returned home that I am here. I know that you accepted him as a disciple. As a father, I should have come to see you long ago. I am leaving. , the only person I care about is him, so I hope to entrust the little three to you."

"Where are you going? He is your son." The master stared at Tang Hao with a sharp look.

Tang Hao still looked cold, "He is also your apprentice. I have to go, there are many things that must be done. He will not be happy if he follows me. I have no other requirements, his Life is up to him to choose. It has been ten years, and I have been away from this world for ten years. Now that he has grown up, there are some things that I have to do."

The master took a deep breath, "I don't know what happened to you, but I can see that the mistress is very attached to you. Don't you think it would be too cruel for him to leave like this?"

Tang Hao said lightly: "He has decided to take an extraordinary path, and being with me is cruel to him. Well, I have finished what I have to say, no matter when, please remember that he It's my son."

After saying this, Tang Hao raised his hand and waved, and a jet-black token clattered onto the table in front of the master. The token was exactly the same as the one the master showed when he brought Tang San into the Soul Hunting Forest. However, the pattern on this token was exactly six bangs, the door was closed, and Tang Hao's tall figure had disappeared. Looking at the door, the master stood there without making any movement for a long time.

After a long time, he slowly lowered his head, his eyes fell on the token, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I didn't expect that my idol would become like this."

The sun was setting in the west, and in front of the blacksmith shop, two petite figures were sitting side by side. They were wearing the same clothes, and they were sitting quietly.

The afterglow of the sun fell on them with a faint red, as if branding a circle of golden red on their bodies.

In the distance, a child slowly walked towards the two of them.

The girl on the left turned her head and looked at the boy. She put her hands on her chin and wanted to say something, but she held back in the end.

It was the boy who spoke instead, holding a brand new casting hammer in his hand, "Xiao Wu, thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.

"Thank you for always being with me." Tang San lowered his head, looking at the ground under his feet, his eyes were a little blurred and hazy, but after all, no tears fell.

Xiao Wu chuckled and pushed Tang San's shoulder, this time with great force, almost pushing Tang San down, "Don't be depressed. Your father is just leaving temporarily. One day, you will meet again. Maybe, He left just to let you grow better and make you stronger. If you continue like this, wouldn't you be living up to his hard work?"

There was a wry smile on Tang San's face, "Perhaps so, but why didn't he let me see each other again. Xiao Wu, do you know that my father is my only relative. Without my father, my family is no longer a family." gone."

Xiao Wu shook her head and threw her long scorpion braid in front of her, "Without dad, you still have me as your friend. If you insist on finding a relative, I don't mind being your sister. Quick, call me Sister Xiaowu, come and listen. Everyone shouts like that, except you."

Seeing Xiao Wu's delicate appearance and her rosy face illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, Tang San couldn't help laughing, when a person's heart is most vulnerable, it's always a very beautiful thing to have someone by his side.

"If you are willing to be my sister, I have no objection. If I remember correctly, although we are the same year, you seem to be a few months younger than me. I was born in January, but you were born in August, right."

"Don't think about it. I only want to be an older sister, not a younger sister." Xiao Wu angrily raised her hand and knocked Tang San on the head.

With a flash of Tang San's body, he jumped out, standing three meters away from Xiao Wu, "Xiao Wu, come up the mountain with me, I'll show you something."

Then he looked at the figure walking behind him and said, "Brother Xuan, you have returned to the village. Can you go up the mountain with me? I have something to tell you."