Douluo: I became the villain

"boom!"

"Tang Xiao, stand still."

The second elder smashed the table in front of him, pointed at Tang Hao and roared.

Looking at Tang Xiao who kept walking, the second elder hated Tie Bucheng and said, "Go, go, waste the chance of life that the sect master has won for the sect, and kill all the clan members."

After listening to the second elder's words, Tang Xiao finally stopped and stood there blankly, crying silently.

The second elder walked up to Tang Xiao and patted him on the shoulder, "The sect master has left. You are the new sect master now. Think about the sect and the people. You are no longer a child."

The second elder left, but Tang Xiao's cry came from behind him. Cry, that's what men are like. After you cry, you can't cry anymore.

……

A group of people were walking quickly on a winding path. There were probably hundreds or thousands of people in this group, ranging from infants to elderly people.

An old man with wings fell down, and several tall and sturdy men immediately surrounded him.

"Old White Bird, no one is following you, right?"

"I didn't find anyone following me." Bai He shook his head.

"Maybe they didn't intend to take action against us, they were just angry at the time." Titan's son, Taino, pretended to be relaxed and said.

The rest of the people ignored Tai Nuo. As soon as they left Haotian City these days, they quickly returned to their respective clans and brought out the clansmen in their clans. Although the past few days were uneventful, they all kept in mind the gazes of all the forces that day. , there is no joy, because there is always peace before the storm.

"Where are we going now?"

Yang Wushuang said, obviously they just agreed on a gathering place, but had no idea of ​​where to go.

Tainuo looked at Taitan, and Taitan looked at Baihe. Yang Wudi and Niu Gao also looked at Baihe. They all looked at him when they saw him. Baihe's face showed bitterness.

There was silence, and for a moment the four clan leaders felt as if the world was vast but they had nowhere to go.

Seeing that no one spoke, Yang Wushuang tentatively said: "Why don't we go to Wuhun Palace?"

"impossible."

Tai Tai immediately objected when he heard the Wuhun Palace. Although he hated the Haotian Sect, he also hated the Wuhun Palace for putting his master in a desperate situation. At this time, he still called Tang Hao his master. It seemed that Tang Hao still had a very charming personality. Big.

"Why? Only Wuhun Palace can stop the many forces now. If we don't take refuge with them, where will we go?"

Yang Wushuang was puzzled as to why Tai Tai had such a big reaction. Although others might not want to go to Wuhun Hall, their expressions were only slightly gloomy. Although he was confused about Tai Tai's reaction, Yang Wushuang still analyzed their current situation rationally.

"If you don't go, you won't go. They are the culprits this time. You have to go on your own. The Force Clan won't go back anyway." Tai Tan muttered in explanation.

"Old orangutan, are you still thinking about Tang Hao?" Niu Gao, who had the best relationship with Tai Tan, immediately understood that there was something behind Tai Tan's words and asked with a sullen face.

"No." Tai Tan looked directly into Niu Gao's eyes and returned.

"hope so."

Niu Gao withdrew his gaze. In the battle of Haotian City, the Yu clan and the Po clan suffered the greatest losses. The bodies of their missing clan members are still lying in Haotian City.He didn't believe that the cowardly Haotian Sect would help them collect their corpses. Faced with the major forces that hated them, it was easy to imagine the corpses of these clan members.

Although Yang Wudi on the side did not speak, he clenched the soul-breaking gun in his hand.

Even if Bai He wanted to ease the current atmosphere, he could not speak out. This war-sensitive clan suffered the least loss, and he was also the brother-in-law of the Haotian Sect leader, which made him embarrassed for a while.The three major families did not give up on them and still escorted them away together. Bai He was moved but also felt guilty.

"Ahem, we can also go to the Qibao Glazed Sect. Sect Master Ning is very hungry for talents, and they didn't participate in the battle..."

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Tylenol hurriedly spoke to lighten the atmosphere, but he was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Hmph, can he be the only one who can withstand so many forces? He won't leave even if he doesn't join the war. I think he just wants to be an oriole." With Wuhun Palace as a better choice, Yang Wushuang obviously doesn't like Qibao Liuli. Zong, criticized unceremoniously.

"Okay, let's go to the north. It's remote there. We can also help people hunt soul beasts, which is enough to make a living." Seeing what Yang Wushuang wanted to say, she was worried that he would say something unpleasant. Invincible immediately stopped him.

After hearing his elder brother's scolding, no matter how aggrieved Yang Wushuang felt, he could only swallow it and leave quickly, leading the four major families to the north.

……

It was already midnight in Wuhun City, and the city tower that was silent a moment ago was suddenly brightly lit, and noisy footsteps resounded throughout the city tower.

"Open the city gate quickly. His Majesty the Pope is injured and needs urgent treatment."

A group of carriages rushed into Wuhun City at extremely fast speeds.

When they heard that the Pope was injured, everyone appeared one after another, including people from Wuhun Palace, civilians living in Wuhun City, and spies from various major forces.

The speeding carriage passed through Wuhun City and arrived in front of the Pope's Palace. Soon everyone saw two figures jumping out of the carriage in the middle. It was Ni Feng who was holding Qian Xun and flying into the Pope's palace. Everyone saw Qian Xun. Xunji's face was pale, his breath was weak, and he was dying.

Seeing this scene, everyone was convinced. The spies from all major forces retreated one after another. The people who stayed behind talked about who injured the Pope.

Ye Mansion is the new home of Ye Lingling, the Saint of Wuhun Palace. Ye Lingling has her own dormitory in Wuhun Palace, but because she is still young, she has never lived in her own dormitory.The Ye Mansion was also brightly lit at this moment. Even Ye Lingling, who had been sleeping soundly for a long time, was woken up by her parents and grandfather standing in the hall.

"Elder Ye, the Pope is injured and urgently needs your treatment." A guard from Wuhun Palace quickly recounted what happened tonight.

"Okay, Zhou'er, you stay home while I go to the Pope's Palace." Ye Zhengxin quickly told his son.

"Grandpa, I'm going too." Ye Lingling pulled Ye Zhengxin and said.

"Okay." Looking at his granddaughter, Ye Zhengxin agreed.

"Your Highness the Saint, Elder Ye, please!"

The group of people quickly rushed to the Pope's Palace.

The past few days had been spent in fear and uneasiness. Qian Renxue, who was tired and haggard, had just fallen asleep when she was awakened by the noise outside and quickly called the maid.

"What did you say?"

Qian Renxue firmly grabbed the maid in front of her.

"His Majesty the Pope was injured and has just returned to Wuhun City."

The maid was hurt by Qian Renxue's scratch, but she did not dare to cry out in pain and honestly repeated what she had said before.

When it became clear that Qian Xunji was injured, and that the injury was serious, Qian Renxue was extremely panicked. She didn't even have time to change out of her pajamas and immediately flew towards the Pope's Palace.

"His Majesty the Pope, are you okay?"

Ye Zhengxin, who had rushed over in a hurry, approached the room and saw Qianxun Ji sitting on the bed quietly reading a book, and Qian Daoliu sitting beside him with an expressionless face.