The return of the king of Douluo Continent

I promise you a hundred years of companionship in this life, and three lifetimes of companionship with you forever. May the tree be with you forever, without fear of the past life or the next life.

Tang Xiyun met the little girl from the Ming Cult under the Sansheng Tree. At this moment, his whole life passed with her. Tang Xiyun and Tang San spent a month playing together in Mingjiao, and received orders from their master to rush back to Tangmen immediately. After Tang San visited the leader of the Ming Cult, he was ready to lead Tang Xiyun back. Yang Zixin always wanted Tang San to stay longer. But no one has the right to disobey the orders of the top leader.

Before leaving, Tang Xiyun found Miaomiao.

"Meow, I'm going back. I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Within a month, Miaomiao was naturally reluctant to let go of him. Although this month was short, it was very happy for the two of them. They had never been so happy. Usually in the sect, I practice martial arts every day. It's better to meet your own little friend.

"Really? You have to go back so early. When will you come back?"

Tang Xiyun didn't know how to answer. He was still young and could not leave the sect at will like his senior brother Tang San. Only after you have achieved success in your studies can you be qualified to travel in the world. But by then, she might be anywhere in the world. In this huge world, when will it be possible to meet?

"We will meet again soon, as long as you, a famous disciple of the Tang Sect, can still know this little girl like me."

Tang Xiyun took out a hairpin from her bag. There is a kitten on the hairpin. Tang Xiyun made this using materials from the Tang Sect's hidden weapons. His technique is not very good, so his work is not exquisite. But the gauze on his finger shows that he attaches great importance to this gift for Meow Meow.

"Meow Meow, this is for you. I made it all night last night."

After Miao Miao saw it, she couldn't help but blush. But she suddenly turned her head.

"Hmph, who wants this? It's so ugly."

Tang Xiyun couldn't help but feel disappointed, but he just lowered his head and didn't know what to say. The hairpin in his hand disappeared.

"But, seeing as you have worked so hard, I will accept it. Come and put it on for me."

Tang Xiyun took the hairpin and slowly inserted it into Miaomiao's hair. The silver hairpin and her golden hair look extremely beautiful together. The moonlight shone on her body, and the hairpin also glowed. As beautiful as a fairy descending to earth.

"Tang Xiyun, I look forward to our meeting in the future. Remember, only you can call me Meow Meow. My name is Yang Ziyan. Hehe."

After bidding farewell to Yang Ziyan, Tang Xiyun followed Tang San back to Tangmen. Ten years have passed since he and Miaomiao said goodbye. In the past ten years, he has never left Tangmen. He studied and practiced day and night. Finally, at the age of twenty-two, he became the second youngest graduating disciple of the Tang Sect. The first is twenty-year-old Tang San. In the past ten years, he would not pay attention to anything that happened. Only when he was twenty years old, his senior brother Tang San jumped off a cliff and died, so he spent a hundred days worshiping in Tang San's mourning hall. Tang San had no father, no mother, no wife, no children. Apart from his master, he has the best relationship with Tang Xiyun.

When he could leave the Tang Sect, he took his Thousand Machine Box and ten thousand taels of gold tickets with him. Tangjiabao is rich in assets, so this little money is nothing. Moreover, Tang Sect hidden weapons are very expensive to manufacture. After he left Tangmen, he chose Tangmen as his first stop. He found his senior brother's best friend, Yang Zixin. I would like to ask if Miaomiao is still in the Ming Cult. But he got the news that Miao Miao was traveling.

He also chose to look for her in this world. He came to Yangzhou City. It can be said here

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It is the most prosperous city. It happens to be night here, and there are bright lights everywhere, various businesses, restaurants, and groceries. Everything is so prosperous. There are also many people from outside, very beautiful in fancy clothes. Tang Xiyun was originally wearing Tangjiabao clothes, but she changed them before entering the city. Although Tang San still wears the Thousand Machine Crossbow that he made for him back then. But it was also perfectly covered by the clothes. Only the Tang Sect's mask also hung on his face. According to Tangjiabao family law, masks are not allowed to be taken off unless facing close relatives when going out. Although the Tang Sect is a well-known and upright sect, it still has many enemies in the world. In order to protect itself, it must adopt such a method.

Tang Xiyun found a restaurant. It was getting late, so she planned to stay. But the moment he entered the restaurant, his purple devil eyes noticed something strange. Although these diners were not sitting together, everyone was talking but not eating, and everyone's plate was almost full of untouched food. And he smelled blood. Although it wasn't too strong, he found that it was coming from the backyard. But his thoughts were interrupted by the waiter.

"Sir, I want to stay in a hotel. We happen to have one more room in the hotel. I wonder if I can let you arrange it for me. I can tell by the way you are dressed that you are not an ordinary person. Come on, please come upstairs."

Tang Xiyun smiled slightly and followed the waiter upstairs. After entering the room, he asked the waiter for a bottle of wine and two dishes. He wanted to relieve his fatigue after a tiring day.

The food arrived soon, but just as Tang Xiyun picked up the chopsticks to eat, she realized that this plate of food was one of the dishes that the people downstairs had just served. Even the slightest change can be seen in his purple devil eyes. And the temperature of this dish cannot be that it was just fried. And this wine is not full at all. There must be something going on. And it will definitely involve several lives. Tang Xiyun picked up a mouthful of vegetables and put it in his mouth, but he spit it out as soon as he chewed it. He tasted the full taste of blood.

This is exactly what he thought. He picked up the jug and drank the wine in one gulp. Then he lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and rested. Before I knew it, it was midnight.

The diners and the waiters arrived at the door of Tang Xiyun's room. The difference from before was that they had changed into other clothes, and each of them had a knife in their hand. These are not diners and waiters. They were bandits who had just come down the mountain. And everyone in this restaurant has died under their swords. Tang Xiyun's dress made them think that this person was rich and weak. The idea came to him.

They tiptoed to Tang Xiyun's side and raised their knives to chop. But in an instant, Tang Xiyun, who was lying on the bed, disappeared. And a hidden weapon like a peacock feather appeared in the heart of these robbers.

"The Tang Sect's hidden weapon will kill you as soon as it comes out."

As soon as Tang Xiyun finished speaking these eight words, the bandits fell to the ground. But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a giant knife appeared behind him. When the knife was less than half a centimeter away from him, it stopped. A machete appeared on the stomach of the man holding the knife.

"The secret method of Mingjiao, the calamity of life and death."

After the man fell, Tang Xiyun saw a woman wearing a red sweater. She had delicate features, a tall figure, white skin, and a silver hairpin on her long blond hair. There is a kitten on that hairpin.

"I didn't expect that there are Tang Clan disciples who are as stupid as you. You really look like an old friend of mine. But since you are a Tang Clan disciple, I want to ask you about someone."

Tang Xiyun smiled slightly.

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