Douluo's Beginning Blue Silver Emperor, Son of the Spirit Hall

[03.21/12:50; 22 votes for reading, 18 votes for starting point, I went to the orthopedic hospital today, so I am a little late in updating the article]

"Ok?"

Bibiyi's "hmm" immediately stopped the people in the alley from moving.

There are also several men and women who are reproducing, all of whom have miscarried early...

"This is...Tang San?"

Bibi Yi saw the girl in a black gauze skirt whom he rejected a month ago, but that was not the point.

The key point is that beside the girl, there is a squinting man with long blue hair and a mask.

At this time, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass had not advanced into the Blue Silver Emperor, and his eyes had not turned into big eyes.

At this moment, a dark shadow sneaked up on Tang San. You must know that Tang San was still in the protection period of a newcomer.

However, the girl in the black gauze skirt did not take action. It seemed that Tang San's life and death had nothing to do with her.

But Tang San would not wait for others to save him, a soundless black light flashed across.

The black shadow that sneaked up on Tang San fell down with a "pop".

"Great!"

Bibi Yi's eternal kaleidoscope saw all Tang San's little movements, and clapped his hands.

Tang San immediately became vigilant when he saw Bibi Yi's pair of eternal kaleidoscopes.

These red eyes were all too familiar to him. This man was definitely the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace!

Bibi Yi smiled slightly at Tang San, then turned and left.

"If you want to survive in the Killing City, it's best not to get close to this terrible man."

When the girl saw Tang San staring at Bibi Yi, she thought the two had some grudge.

Only then did Tang San realize that he had just lost his composure, shook his head and asked:

"why?"

The girl spoke with an admiring tone, and her face was slightly red with excitement.

"This man has only been in the Killing City for two months. Within two months, he has won 99 out of 99 games in the Killing Fields of Hell."

"In the Hell Killing Fields, his current score is undoubtedly No. 1."

After listening to the girl's words, Tang San felt an invisible pressure.

Tang San also didn't expect that the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace was so strong now, and he was completely incomparable to him.

At night, Tang San was sleeping in the room.

At this time, a black shadow violently broke open the window and jumped in.

Tang San stood up with a look of helplessness, because he was shocked by the way the person came.

There was no concealment at all when he came in. Have you ever seen anyone kicking in the window in the middle of the night?

"who are you?"

"I am your brother!"

Without saying a word, the person who came took out a dark hammer and hit Tang San.

"What the hell! Clear Sky Hammer?"

Tang San rolled to avoid it, and the wooden bed was smashed to pieces by Bibi Yi's hammer.

Before Tang San could open his mouth, another strong wind hit him in the face.

Bibi Yi swung the Clear Sky Hammer too fast, and Tang San was directly blasted out of the room and fell from the third floor.

When he landed on the second floor, Tang San grabbed the roof tiles with one hand and flew up. By this time, his face was already swollen.

Before he could stand firm, Bibi Yi with a red arc of electricity was already standing behind him.

"That's it? It's too weak."

Bibi Yi waved the Clear Sky Hammer with one hand, and he flew out again.

This time Tang San flew out and hit the wall. He felt like his bones were about to fall apart.

Bibi Yi instantly appeared in front of Tang San with an electric arc, carrying the Clear Sky Hammer on his shoulder.

"Do you know what you did wrong?"

"Yi, brother Yi! Why are you in the killing city?"

With the help of the faint light of the moonlight, Tang San could clearly see the appearance of the black shadow in front of him.

But thinking of what Bibi Yi said before, he was confused again.

He didn't know where he was wrong. Could it be because he had just exposed his broken station?

"I……"

"It seems I don't know anymore, let's continue!"

"Wait...ah! Ouch..."

Tang San was beaten up by Bibi Yin in the corner. His hands were waving around but it had no effect.

Within a few minutes, Tang San was beaten by Bibi Yi until his nose and face were bruised, and one of his eyes turned purple.

Bibi Yi didn't do anything harsh, she just gave Tang San a free plastic surgery.

"Do you know now?"

"I know... I know."

"It seems that I don't know anymore. Come and accept the hammer of love from me!"

Seeing Tang San's procrastinated answer, Bibi Yi turned the Clear Sky Hammer in her hand, preparing to continue the next round of education.

Tang San was so frightened that he cowered in the corner. It wasn't that he didn't resist, but that he couldn't beat him.

Bibi Yi didn't even give him a chance to summon the martial spirit. He was really sad (grateful) and heartbroken (sickly (beautiful) and crazy (beautiful)).

Whenever he wanted to summon the martial spirit, he would be forcibly interrupted by Bibi Yi with a hammer.

"That's it! Stop fighting..."

Tang Hao, who secretly watched the two brothers "love each other", finally couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to hold Bibi Yi's Clear Sky Hammer.

Bibi Yi knew that the person coming was Tang Hao, and the purpose of his trip was also Tang Hao, or the killing field.

"Okay then! Come with me..."

Bibi Yi put away the Clear Sky Hammer and walked to the left.

Tang San stood up, came to Tang Hao's side, and whispered:

"Dad, why are you here..."

"Fuck!"

Tang Hao turned around and was startled by the bruised and swollen Tang San, and subconsciously punched out.

Before Tang San could react, he jumped three walls and arrived on the opposite street.

"Who is it? How dare you disturb my pleasure! You all shrink..."

An angry voice sounded in the room penetrated by Tang San.

But before he could get up, he lay down straight, and the woman followed in his footsteps before she could scream.

Bibi Yi was also very surprised to see Tang San being beaten away by Tang Hao, and then glared at the man and woman.

"You are so cruel, you even beat your own son."

"Uh~ It's an accident, it's just an accident~ Hahaha~"

Facing Bibi Yi, Tang Hao had no temper at all.

Under the rubble on the other side, Tang San fought his way out of the rubble, stretched out his head and took a deep breath.

When he saw the moonlight, he suddenly felt that it was good to be alive.

Bibi Yi came up to him and waved a friendly hand to him, but there was no reaction at all.

"Little third son? Little third son... are you stupid? Forget it, let's go..."

When Bibi Yi jumped off the gravel, she deliberately stepped on the gravel under her feet a little harder.

Tang San was brought back to his senses by the sudden squeezing feeling. When he saw Bibi Yi and Tang Hao leaving, he quickly shouted:

"Wait for me... No, I'm not stupid... Hey! Dad, wait for me!"

Tang San struggled to leave the gravel and chased after Bibi Yi and Tang Hao.

Bibi Yi took the two of them to his palace, which was his private property that he acquired a month ago.

At least a thousand people have died for this palace, and it’s really a huge crowd when all of them are stacked up.

But most of the people in the Killing City are prisoners, so if they die, it's no big deal.

The color of the palace gates is all black, and even the decorations inside are all black.

"Yi Ge, how long have you been in the Killing City? There is such a big house."

"It's been almost two months!"

"Earned a palace in two months? That's amazing!"

Tang San just took a look at the palace's area. It had at least twenty acres of land.

Don't think they are small, they are considered a big group in the killing city.

Most people in the Killing City are loners, and most houses have two acres of land.

"earn?"

Bibi Yi and Tang Hao looked at Tang San with a somewhat strange look. In the city of killing, it was said that there was only killing but no money.

Whatever you want, you have to use killing to solve it, there is no such thing as price.

"I snatched this palace, and almost 2000 people died for this palace..."

"what!"

Before Bibi Yi finished speaking, Tang San was already dumbfounded in shock.

Tang Hao knew the situation in the Killing City, so he was not surprised by this palace. He was surprised by Bibi Yi's strength.

If Bibi Yi was not strong, he would not be able to win this palace with twenty acres of land.

The one who can win the palace in the Killing City is the Eight Ring Soul Douluo with the lowest strength.

"Little Sanzi, did you just want to destroy the Killing City?"

Bibi Yi noticed the cruel light in Tang San's eyes and guessed that he wanted to destroy the Killing City again.

Jing is doing his own thing every day, so why can't he just watch from the sidelines as he destroys the Wuhun Palace and builds the Wuhun Academy?

Tang San also didn't understand. Why didn't the Spirit Hall destroy such a dark place in the Killing City?

"Brother Yi, shouldn't this kind of place be destroyed?"

Bibi Yi did not answer Tang San's question, but asked him a question in return.

"Do you know who the majority of the people in the Killing City are?"

"What is it?"

"Evil Soul Master! There are also one or two titled Douluo level Evil Soul Masters."

Bibi Yi saw Tang San's confused look, as if he couldn't figure out why there were so many evil soul masters in the killing city.

Only then did Bibi Yi remember that Tang San had not officially attended the Advanced Soul Master Academy course.

Even when Blue Lightning Academy and Shrek Academy merged, Tang San was still preparing for the Elite Competition and did not go to class.

Evil soul masters like Titled Douluo Tu Cheng were placed in the Advanced Soul Master Academy.

"I almost forgot, you haven't officially taken any courses at the Advanced Soul Master Academy..."

"Hey, it's terrible to be uneducated."

"Ah this..."

Tang San was speechless by Bibi Yi, but felt a little dissatisfied.

He knew a little bit about what an evil soul master was, but what did this city of killing have to do with culture?

Because he was afraid that Bibi Yi would hit him with the hammer again, he only dared to think about it but did not dare to speak out.

"Do you know why evil soul masters are despised by mainland soul masters and are hunted everywhere?"

"Know……"

Before Tang San could answer, Bibi Yi continued to ask:

"Do you know where most of the evil soul masters are on Douluo Continent?"

"do not know."

"Then do you know the original intention of establishing Wuhun Palace?"

When Bibi Yi talked about Wuhun Palace, Tang Hao's face looked a little unnatural, with a trace of hatred in his eyes.

Tang San was thinking about something and didn't notice Tang Hao's expression.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"It's a big deal! Back then..."

Bibiyi told Tang San the love story between Qian Xunji, the former Pope of Wuhun Palace, and Tang Hao of Haotian Sect.

This is not the first time Bibi Yi has told this love story. Last time she told it to the God of Love.

Tang San listened with great interest, and Tang Hao clenched his hands the whole time.

"It was because Qian Xunji liked Tang Hao back then that he wanted to kill Ah Yin who was following Tang Hao..."

"What nonsense!"

Tang Hao was so angry that he almost pulled off his beard.

But he didn't know yet that Bibi Yi had handed over this programming novel to the God of Love.

It is estimated that by this time, the love history of Qian Xunji and Tang Hao has spread throughout the God Realm.

"Qian Xunji has never loved me, and I have never loved him! Let alone cherish each other!"

Tang Hao's reaction was particularly loud, but the murderous intent on his face had turned into anger.

Only then did Tang San realize that the male protagonist Bibi Yi mentioned was his old father.