Douluo: Fallen Fallen

While Yu Xiaogang was imagining, the surrounding sounds gradually reached his ears.

"Shaozong...is he stupid?"

"Yeah, why are you giggling there all the time?"

"Could it be that you became a fool because you couldn't accept the fact that you had half-level innate soul power?"

"Although his talent is low, he will become a fool again. I'm afraid the sect leader will throw him away directly..."

"Shhh...don't you see that the sect leader is already angry?"

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Yu Xiaogang quickly calmed down his expression. It didn't matter if he was considered a fool by these people for a while. As long as he showed his prowess and became famous, they would naturally come to kneel and lick him obediently.

There are also Flanders and Liu Erlong. This time he should generously give Liu Erlong to Flanders. After all, Saint Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace is destined to follow him in this life.

And Tang San, as long as he informed Haotian Douluo in advance that he was in danger, it was a favor.

Thinking about it this way, the world is really beautiful!

Snapped!

A sudden slap stunned Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang stared blankly at Yu Yuanzhen who had just made a move. At this time, his face was obviously angry.

No, this is wrong!

The script is not like that!

Shouldn't it be my father who comforts me kindly?This was how it was in the last life!

"Treasonous son, traitorous son, from now on, I don't have a son like you!"

Yu Yuanzhen's words deeply hurt Yu Xiaogang. He looked down and saw that it was his martial spirit that had come out.

No, where is my Luo Sanpao?Yu Xiaogang fell into deep doubts.

Why not Luo Sanpao?

What Yu Xiaogang saw in front of him was a bald, fat dog with no hair at all, which was very different from Luo Sanpao's image.

Luo Sanpao was cute at least, but the fat dog in front of him was extremely ugly.

If Luo Sanpao and the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex still have a little bit of similar details, this fat dog has no similar details at all.

Yu Xiaogang fell into confusion.

"Kill him! Beat him! He's a bastard!"

At some point, many people suddenly appeared around him, shouting to beat him to death. Yu Xiaogang looked around tremblingly. Men, women, old and young, from children as young as three years old to old men in their sixties, were all condemning him. he.

"Trash, bastard!"

Countless insults came over, Yu Xiaogang covered his ears, with red eyes, whispered: "I am not a waste, I am not a bastard... I am a master of theory! I am... yes, yes, Bibi Dong, Liu Erlong, Flanders, where are you, come and save me, save me."

Yu Xiaogang was about to run out as he spoke, but he completely forgot that he was only six years old at this time.

The fists mixed with yells and curses were thrown at him without mercy.

Just when Yu Xiaogang thought he was beaten to death, there was a sudden light around him.

"here is?"

Yu Xiaogang didn't seem to care at all about why he suddenly came to a strange place, nor did he care that he was no longer the same person he was when he was six years old.

"This is the Wuhun Palace!"

After looking at it for a long time, Yu Xiaogang finally recalled where this was.

At this time, a woman dressed in elegant clothes suddenly walked out from the front. Yu Xiaogang suddenly became excited, "Dong'er..."

The woman did not respond. She stepped forward and slapped Yu Xiaogang.

"It's a shame that I trusted you and pointed out the way to prove myself with theory, but you plagiarized all the theories of the seniors of Wuhundian and took them as your own."

"No, no, no, Dong'er, Dong'er, listen to my quibbles." Yu Xiaogang said incoherently: "I'm not plagiarizing, I'm borrowing. I call it standing on the shoulders of giants."

"You have ulterior motives for approaching me, right?"

Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head vigorously as if he had come to his senses, "Absolutely not, Dong'er..."

"Don't call me Dong'er, you despicable and disgusting person, don't call me this name."

Bibi Dong's face was full of disgust, and Yu Xiaogang could see it clearly.

This, isn't this right? In the last life, she believed me easily. She even eloped for me and abandoned the Spirit Hall.

"Dong'er..." Yu Xiaogang still refused to give up and wanted to make one last attempt.

Bibi Dong didn't give him another chance, and the last thing Yu Xiaogang saw was his headless body.

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When Yu Xiaogang woke up again, he was in a secret room.

He was tied to a cross-shaped wooden frame.

Sitting in front was a richly dressed blond man.

"Yu Xiaogang, the son of the leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. When his martial soul awakened, his innate soul power was half level, and his martial soul was... an extremely ugly fat dog."

The blond man seemed to take the information, read it and then threw it on the ground.

Yu Xiaogang knew him, Pope Qianxunji, and the blond man was wearing the Pope's clothes.

"Accessing the saint with evil intentions, Yu Xiaogang, do you know your guilt?"

Qian Xunji's voice seemed loud and distant. Yu Xiaogang gathered his strength and said, "I am not guilty!"

"You still dare to quibble? Let's take his stuff and let him have a taste."

I saw two guards on the left and right, one holding Yu Xiaogang down, while the other took out a sharp knife and lightly scratched Yu Xiaogang's arm, instantly ripping open the skin and flesh.

The severe pain made Yu Xiaogang howl in pain, and his whole body was shaking.

Contrary to Yu Xiaogang, the guard holding the knife showed a posture of turning his back on the arch bridge and holding his head with both hands.

"Ahhhh!!! The brain...the brain is trembling, trembling, trembling!!!"

He got close to Yu Xiaogang, "Did you hear it? This is the gospel of the Pope!"

Yu Xiaogang was extremely frightened. He looked up and saw that Qian Xunji was still a blond man, but this time he could see the details of his face in detail.

Facial detail... none.

This is a faceless man, a faceless Pope Chihiroji.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to scream, but the guard holding the knife suddenly made another move.

Yu Xiaogang suddenly remembered that what the Pope said just now was "off his things". It was obvious that the guard just cut the knife just to show Yu Xiaogang how sharp the knife was.

My knife is very sharp (lick).

The guard asked Yu Xiaogang again: "Have you heard the Pope's gospel? Ahhhh, your brain is shaking! Ahhhh, you are lazy, let me, who is diligent, announce it to you. Good news to the Pope!"

Yu Xiaogang would rather face the faceless Pope than let this crazy guard stay by his side anymore.

The guard kept playing with the knife in his hand.

At some point, he suddenly hit everything hard.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

This is more than simple pain.

Yu Xiaogang howled desperately, his voice extremely distorted.

His lower body was already blood red.

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