Douluo: Why do you need to fight one-on-one when you can fight in groups?

The two elders of Haotian Sect threw Tang Hao to Tang Xiao and walked into the sect without saying a word.

It was really unlucky every day. I didn't get anything, and I even provoked Qian Daoliu.

On the way, he provoked another level 95 titled Douluo.

Although, the titled Douluo couldn't defeat them and ran away.

But if he joins Wuhun Palace because of this, it will be a nightmare for Haotian Sect.

Tang Hao, who had only one leg left, knelt in front of the sect without saying a word.

But he was blaming himself.

As a "fanatic fan" of the Haotian Sect, Tang Hao would rarely blame his sect, not to mention that now, the only one he could care about was the sect.

Tang Xiao pulled Tang Hao up, but Tang Hao, whose strength was greatly reduced, could not resist, and the aura around his body became even more depressed.

Tang Xiao said: "Brother Hao, stop kneeling. I will take you to see your nephew. I buried him on the mountain not far from the sect."

"Originally I wanted to bring him into the sect, but you know, those elders..."

Tang Hao shook his head: "Thank you, brother. I understand that everything is my fault. Please take me to see the mistress."

Arriving in front of Tang San's tomb, Tang Hao knelt down and knocked his head on the ground, his vision blurred by tears.

"Mistress, I'm sorry for you, Daddy, I'm sorry for you."

"Boom, boom, boom, boom."

Tang Hao, who was crying, suddenly froze. The sound, like knocking on a wooden board, was...

"Little three, little three."

He could tell that it was the voice coming from Xiaosan's tomb. Could it be, could it be...

Tang Hao's hands were trembling as he waved the Clear Sky Hammer and gently dug open the tomb.

A father is kind and his son is filial. A father is kind and his son is filial.

Tang Xiao was stunned when he saw it. Although he heard the voice, he would never think that Tang San was resurrected. Not even a god could do such a thing, right?

"Brother Hao, don't... you, I..." Tang Xiao wanted to dissuade Tang Hao, but he opened his mouth and mumbled a few words, but he didn't know how to speak, so he gave up.

Forget it, just dig it through and bury it back.

I just hope that my nephew's spirit in heaven will not blame Hao Di. He is also concerned about chaos, and caring about chaos.

But when Tang Hao dug up Tang San's coffin, he discovered something that shocked Tang Xiao.

The lid of Tang San's coffin was lifted open, and then a stranger jumped out from inside carrying the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Who are you? Why are you in my nephew's tomb?" Tang Xiao shouted, and at the same time he murmured in his heart, is there something wrong with this person? Tomb robbers can't rob such a place. You can tell at a glance that there is nothing valuable. thing.

But this strange person is Tang San.

Tang San after resurrection.

At this time, Tang San had been buried underground for more than a month.

However, his body did not become skinny, it was still as plump as before, but his face looked a little tired, but that was also because he had been locked up in the dark for a long time.

The only change...is a different face.

But Tang Hao still recognized him with the help of the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, the familiar aura, and a... strange, god-like... guidance.

It's his own son, Tang San.

At this time, Tang San's consciousness was still blurry, and his eyes had subconsciously narrowed because he hadn't seen light for too long. A picture kept echoing in his mind, the picture of him being stabbed to death by his own Eight Spider Spears.

And his Eight Spider Spears are indeed gone.

"Little three."

Sudden!Tang San was hugged by a generous arm. Tang San knew that this was his father, but why did it feel wrong?

Tang San turned his Purple Demon Eyes and opened his eyes. After seeing his father's appearance, he could eat a pound of shit: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

I saw Tang Hao now with one arm and one leg missing.One leg supported his body, and his clothes seemed even more sloppy.

But even though he only had one arm, his father still held him so tightly and so warmly...

"Cough cough."

Tang Hao's arms hugged him too tightly, which made Tang San feel a little uncomfortable and started to cough.

"Yes, I'm sorry, mistress. Dad is too excited. Dad is too excited." Tang Hao let go of his hand and wiped his tears with only one arm.

He was really sure now, this person was Tang San, he just had a different face for some reason.

Why it’s a big deal, it’s not a big deal…

Looking at Tang Hao, Tang San's mouth moved, and he was instantly filled with anger. Who had hurt his father like this?

Images flashed through his mind very quickly.

It was still the way he was killed by the Eight Spider Spears, but there was one more person in the picture, a person holding a sickle.

"Dad! Was it the man with the sickle named Wang Mo who hurt you?" Tang San shouted.

"No, it's the Wuhun Palace."

Tang San clenched his fists: "Martial Spirit Hall... I, Tang San, am at odds with you!!"

and also……

Muzige, just wait.

My Tang Sect’s hidden weapons are number one in the world. "

I'm not afraid of that dark thing of yours.

……

In Lekeldu City, Wang Mo walked into it with a gloomy face. After finding Qian Daoliu, his face suddenly brightened.

"You are the great priest of Wuhun Palace, right? I'm glad to meet you. Let's catch Tang Hao together and torture him severely!"

Qian Daoliu was stunned.

……

Mu Zige returned to Wuhun Hall. After staying for a few days, he suddenly found the Second Enshrined Golden Crocodile Douluo to discuss some matters.

"Xiao Ke, this is the latest information about Shrek Academy. I investigated it without telling Bibi Dong. Take a look." Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled.

Mu Zige unfolded the information and read it word by word.

First of all, the first news is quite explosive.

"Lanba Academy in Tiandou City was renamed Shrek Academy because of Shrek's entry."

Keep reading...

"Tang San... there is no news yet..."

"Dai Mubai..."

"Is Dai Mubai crazy?"

Mu Zige murmured to himself, looking up at Golden Crocodile Douluo, his eyes glowing inexplicably.

"Grandpa Jin Crocodile, please send someone to kill Dai Mubai. It's useless anyway."

"Uh..." The corners of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth moved and he nodded slightly: "Okay, okay."

"And Yu Xiaogang..."

Mu Zige's lips curved into a smile.

"Grandpa Jin Crocodile, can you go and have tea with the people behind the newspapers?"

"I want them to do a small favor and send some gifts. I'm sure they will be happy."

Mu Zige plans to ask all newspapers across the continent to work together and publish similar content about "the master's theories are all plagiarized."

As for how to get other newspapers to agree...

Of course it's a threat, not an inducement.

Although the current Wuhun Palace cannot move any one force, after all, one move can affect the whole body, but...

Mu Zige didn't intend to use any influence, he just wanted everyone in the world to recognize a fact.

Golden Crocodile Douluo said: "There is nothing wrong with what you said, but how do you plan to avoid Bibi Dong? She is too obsessed with that Yu Xiaogang."

Muzige thought for a while: "Don't worry about this, the Pope still trusts me, I will hold her back and prevent the Pope from knowing the news in the newspaper.

By the way, some other small newspapers can report some false news.

Just say that many years ago, Yu Xiaogang entered a brothel and ordered a dozen girls, all of whom became pregnant. "

Golden Crocodile Douluo: "..."

"Who would believe this!"

"So it's false news!" Mu Zige said.

After discussing with Golden Crocodile Douluo and arranging everything, the final time was set, half a month later.

Then the next day, Mu Zige was rushed to Wuhun Academy by Bibi Dong.

Zhu Zhuqing and Tang Lingling also came together and were in Mu Zige's class as transfer students.

There is no other meaning, just to let them know more friends.

Most of the geniuses from Wuhun Academy will have a position in Wuhun Hall, so it's always good to know some people.

Especially Mu Zige, the holy son.

To be honest, the dean of Wuhun Academy found it unbelievable when he learned that Mu Zige was going to study in the academy. When it came out, all the teachers and students in the school thought it was false news.

Because Mu Zige, who enrolled in school five years ago, had never entered the college again except for reporting on the first day of school.

Zhu Zhuqing and Tang Lingling, who learned about Mu Zige's glorious deeds, looked at Mu Zige with strange eyes.