[Douluo] No dreams come true

"Who?" Luo Xuan said the word softly, and his voice disappeared into the smell of alcohol in the tavern.

Tang Hao raised his head, and the murderous aura around him gathered and he pushed towards Luo Xuan without concealment. His seemingly cloudy eyes concealed the clarity: "Who is it? Dare to take the name of my tribe?"

The drunkard lying on the table next to him raised his glass tremblingly, opened his eyelids, and glanced sideways at Tang Hao, "Where did this beauty come from? Come on, come on, let's have a drink!"

Luo Xuan still looked indifferently at Tang Hao who got up from the dirty wine table and grabbed his arm, not even giving alms to the drunkard out of the corner of his eye. With a "clang" sound, a dark token made of an unknown material fell in front of Tang Hao. On the side facing upward, the word "yi" was engraved on it. Tang Hao immediately put the token into his hand, grabbed Luo Xuan's arm, and the two of them left the tavern.

"Where's the human?" The drunkard burped, drank another drink with blurred eyes, and shook his head, as if the cold beauty he just saw was just an illusion.

A hidden alley corner, dark and dirty, and isolated from the noise on the street. No one would notice the realm of the God of Death unleashed in such a corner. Located at the center of the Killing God's Domain, and the only existence in the domain where all the sharp points are pointed at, Luo Xuan is not affected by the almost substantial murderous aura at all. Dangerous and depressing air pressure came, and a rare expression appeared on her face. She raised her eyebrows slightly and curled her mouth, "Let's go to the killing city." Tang Hao watched her gently raise her hand and put it on his shoulder, His throat suddenly tightened.

Standing in front of the tavern at the entrance to the Killing City, Tang Hao was in a trance for a moment. Scenes from more than ten years ago unfolded in his mind and were quickly forced to close. What caught Luo Xuan's eyes was the world behind the tavern. The evil energy that had been purified many times came back again, eroding most of the murderous energy, and the gray-black death energy became thicker and thicker. A chuckle escaped from his throat, which seemed both mocking and contemptuous. Before Tang Hao could think about the laughter, he had already walked towards the bar.

The people behind the bar changed their previous calmness and turned to Luo Xuan tremblingly. After just one look at each other, they immediately lowered their heads and asked, "How are you, sir?"

Luo Xuan looked at the evil spirits on several people, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Open the door." As the voice fell, the waiter raised his hand to open the mechanism, and the brick paved ground slowly unfolded, which was a long corridor. It extended diagonally downward, and the cold breath continued to escape from it, blowing on several people.

"Why, are you still pretending to be crazy?" Luo Xuan only had a peripheral vision. Tang Hao had already walked to his side. In his left hand, the dark Clear Sky Hammer had already been revealed. He glanced at Luo Xuan secretly, picked up the hammer in his hand and jumped straight away. Got off the corridor.

Along the way, whether it was the outer city or the inner city, there was a silence that was completely different from the past. A look of surprise flashed in Tang Hao's eyes, but he did not relax his vigilance at all. He could pick up the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand at any time. Kill the enemy with one hit.

"Grandpa?!" Luo Xuan led Tang Hao to finally stop. The old man in front of him was slender, but completely shrouded in a black cloak. Blood-red lines snaked up from the bottom of the clothes, and before he could reach it, The waist area suddenly disappeared. But that appearance, even with the many vicissitudes of life now added, Tang Hao would never admit that it was his grandfather and the leader of the Haotian Sect, Tang Chen, who had disappeared for many years.

With the deep look cast by the old man, Tang Hao's whole body was swept away by his dejected temperament. He straightened his body, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand fell to the ground and was embedded in the dark brown bricks. The next moment, unexpectedly, He bent his knees and knelt on the cracked bricks like spider webs, "Unworthy descendant Tang Hao pays homage to my grandfather!"

Luo Xuan only looked up at the blood moon hanging over the city of killing, and was indifferent to the gathering of his ancestors and grandchildren. After a thousand thoughts, this Shura's name has not fallen in the end, and therefore the God Realm Committee... What is that? Luo Xuan once again had doubts about his memory. Since his reunion with Di Tian, ​​his unnecessary emotions and thoughts began to increase.

"This is your Uncle Yi's daughter, named Xuan." Tang Chen helped Tang Hao up and introduced solemnly, "It was also this child who found the Killing City and killed the blood-red nine-headed bat king that was parasitic in my body."

"The evil spirit is back again." Luo Xuan turned his gaze back to the two of them and calmly stated a fact, "The source has not been solved."

Both of them couldn't help being shocked by Luo Xuan's cold attitude, but they quickly realized the problem.

"I have recently arranged for conscious people to investigate in the city."

"Evil spirit? Did it cause the corruption of my grandfather and the entire city of killing?"

Grandfather and grandson both spoke out almost at the same time. Tang Chen looked at his granddaughter whom he had never seen before with some embarrassment, while Tang Hao's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"I will assist." Luo Xuan nodded lightly, and the sickle in his hand slowly condensed into shape. "After the matter is over, you should go and deal with the Haotian Sect."

"What has happened to the Haotian Sect in recent years? How could Hao'er... have fallen like this? With the Haotian Order here, everything in the sect can be decided." Tang Chen was stunned and looked at his most beloved and most talented grandson. My son, now he smells of alcohol, his clothes are shabby, and he looks down and out. How can he be as high-spirited as before?

Luo Xuan just glanced at Tang Hao and said, "I think Tang Hao will answer the questions about Haotian Sect for you."

"As for the Haotian Order,"

"How can Luo Xuan be embarrassed as an outsider?"