From Douluo to nine to five

At this time, others above the main hall had an idea in their minds.

When will this young prison god be able to suppress the old man who never leaves Douluo Hall all year round?

When they think of that scene, many people feel a sense of pleasure in their hearts.

But the people in the Douluo Palace, headed by Golden Crocodile Douluo, felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

Just drinking this fine wine and watching the dancing of the maids in front of me made my heart feel even worse.

Snake Spear Douluo was even more excited. He thought that Prison God Douluo would not be able to deal with this guy, but the result surprised him.

Bibi Dong was still smiling, as if what just happened had nothing to do with her.

"Chief Qiangu, I hope you will figure out the whole story before you speak. It would be bad if something happens to you."

After saying that, she gave him a meaningful look.

"Thank you, Lord Pope, for reminding me. Qiangu Shou will definitely keep it in mind."

At this time, Qiangu kept his promise and was stabbed in the heart again.

There were many people in the room at this time, and everyone's eyes were like a hand.

Every time I look at him, it's like pulling a knife.

At this time, he regretted that he had the ability to be titled Douluo, and wished that he could not feel the eyes of these people.

Tang Tian felt very happy watching him feel uncomfortable, and even the wine in front of him tasted better.

The only fly in the ointment was that he and Tang Lan beat this guy violently together.

Keeping a promise through the ages and forgetting it, otherwise it would be double the happiness, which really makes people happy.

At this moment, a figure appeared outside the door again. After taking a look, Tang Tian felt helpless.

Why is there another guy? Can't we have a good meal today?

After everyone saw the figure outside the door, they stood up one after another.

Tang Tian also pulled Tang Lan to stand up and said that no matter what the old man did, Tang Tian still admired his previous behavior.

A guy who can make so many people stand up at the same time must not be a guy who likes to play tricks.

The bustling hall fell silent for an instant, and the dancing maid also quietly retreated.

Qian Daoliu looked at these young people and waved his hands to signal them all to sit down.

"You see me, an old man, who has anything to stand for? You are the future of Wuhun Palace. Don't think what I say is wrong. If I say you are qualified, then you are qualified."

The old man's words were heard among everyone, but no one had any objections.

In front of this person, all are young people, no exceptions, no others.

The old man didn't hesitate and walked to the front of the queue, where there was always an empty table.

Tang Tian originally thought he was keeping it as a spare, but he didn't expect that it was for the old man in front of him.

Qian Daoliu went straight to it, and Tang Tian planned to go on, but found that no one made any movement.

He was a little embarrassed as he half stood up.

Qian Daoliu naturally noticed something strange about him, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

A demo, no matter how powerful he is, still has to stand.

"Don't be polite if you sit down. Just treat me as a young man."

Tang Tian almost choked when he heard this. He had never seen such a young man before.

Everyone sat down and continued what they were doing.

The people below were chatting and punching, and some were betting on whether Tang Tian would continue to eat.

Bibi Dong looked helplessly at the old man in front of her, but the smile on her face disappeared silently.

Once again, just when she thought she had it all, the old man came out and didn't do anything, just stood there.

He told her what was going on with him now, and that everything she had now was something he didn't want.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of the time when she first became pope.

The old man said nothing, no one acknowledged her identity, and no one even knelt down.

Until the old man finally said, sit down first and then talk.

Everyone finally admitted her identity, but the old man just knelt in the Douluo Hall and said a word.

The same is true now. The situation that I have worked hard to create seems to be a wedding dress for the elderly again.

"Serve the Lord of the Palace."

Bibi Dong clapped her hands and said.

The maid brought out the plate, which contained the most precious of all ingredients.

The king sea urchin among the deep sea blood sea urchins, the 'black soul ring' black mushroom that only appears once in tens of thousands, and the spinal cord of the deep sea arowana.

These quantitative things are simply things that money cannot buy.

There were not many dishes in front of Qian Daoliu, only a few plates, which were indeed the envy of everyone.

The things on their plates can only improve a small amount of cultivation, but the things in front of the old man are the essence of everything.

“As people get older, they eat less.”

Qian Daoliu said with a smile.

Then he saw the two piles of plates in front of Tang Tian, ​​and the smile on his face disappeared. He finally understood why there were so few dishes in front of him.

He couldn't say anything else to this, so he could only look at Tang Tian with a smile.

After Tang Tian saw it, he immediately responded with a sunny smile.

Bibi Dong clapped her hands and said calmly: "Keep playing music, then dance."

One sentence almost brought Tang Tian to the Three Kingdoms. Fortunately, the person in front of him was not the elderly Uncle Liu Huang, but the mixed-race beauty Bibi Dong.

"I heard about Prison God Douluo. I just mentioned Dragon Subduing Douluo."

Qian Daoliu said suddenly.

Tang Tian looked at the old man in surprise and looked around, worried that the old man would find an opportunity to attack him. Obviously, he was overthinking.

"It's just a small misunderstanding. If there's nothing else, I won't worry about it, Lord."

After knowing the old man's true strength, Tang Tian couldn't help but feel lucky that he had died before.

What he did before was nothing, so it is time to burn incense.

"That's good. You are all young people after all. If you have any issues, just talk to them."

Tang Tian glanced at his peers who had beards longer than his hair.

I can't help but complain, only the old man in front of me can say that they are all the same age.

In fact, Tang Tian believed that there was a seniority difference between them.

"Whatever the Palace Master says is whatever it is. It all depends on the Palace Master's arrangements."

The Qiangu clan leader, who had been so confident just now, now looked like a different person, bowing his head obediently.

Tang Tian also understood Bibi Dong's feelings. This old man looked kind and kind, but under his kind eyes, he definitely had ruthless methods.

Even these titled Douluo who have been famous for a long time have to act like juniors in front of the old man.

"Prison God Douluo is the future of my Spirit Hall. Of course I won't make enemies with others at will."

Bibi Dong said with a smile.

There was no change on Qian Daoliu's face, he picked up the wine glass and said.

"Of course I know that there is a golden statue of Prison God Douluo in the Douluo Palace. Prison God Douluo can go and take a look if you have nothing to do."

Tang Tian's back was covered in cold sweat. If it really got over, he might not be able to get out no matter what his cultivation level was.

He was panicking in his heart, but he looked as steady as an old dog.

Tang Tian steadily raised the wine glass in his hand, touched it with the old man in the air, and said with a smile.

"Although the law enforcement elder is busy with official duties, you always let me take a look at it when I have time. If I have time later, I will go and take a look."