Douluo's dark martial arts

The beautiful melody floated in Ma City. Through the special function of the soul guide, the music fluctuated with the rhythm, making Tang San gradually fall into a semi-meditative feeling.

Sobriety was mixed with relief. It was not until the music ended that this feeling gradually faded away.

"Whose song is this?"

Tang San slowly opened his eyes, looked at the soul guide, and asked in a somewhat unfinished tone,

"Muzha... is a very famous musician in Xingluo. We call him Mozart."

Tang Hao leaned his head against the wooden board behind him. He seemed to be still immersed in the vagueness just now and had not recovered.

"I didn't expect you, father, to like music and be able to tell whose music it is."

Tang San shook his head, thinking of Tang Hao's decadent appearance when he was drunk. It was difficult to associate it with appreciating music.

"I can hear it occasionally." Tang Hao said lightly,

"When can I hear it?" Tang San asked curiously,

"When the name is written on the disc."

Tang Hao turned his head, raised his eyelids and replied with a playful smile,

"It's mainly due to the soul guide.

I bought this originally from Yuehua, but unfortunately I broke it after only a few listens.

It has finally been repaired after all these years. Remember to return it to your aunt when you have time to look back. "

Tang San nodded with a strange expression when he heard this. He didn't know why he always felt something was wrong when he heard Tang Hao's words.

I couldn't tell whether it was a problem with the content or tone. In short, the atmosphere felt strangely dull. However, Shrek's atmosphere had been very depressed during this period, so he didn't pay too much attention.

"Are you feeling very confused lately? Why do you still want to go to the Spirit Hall to escape death even though you already have a reputation?"

After the atmosphere was dull for a moment, Tang Hao calmed down the nostalgic look on his face and spoke slowly,

Tang San didn't say much when he heard this, he just nodded to express his attitude.

In fact, it was not just him who didn't understand, people like Liu Erlong Flanders also didn't understand why Tang Hao would retreat his son into the fire pit again and again.

You know, Wuhun Palace is definitely not a place to talk.

To be able to develop into a soul master force on the mainland that is on par with the two great empires, cruelty and vision are definitely not the elements that Wuhun Palace lacks.

Tang San had even predicted that as soon as he stepped into Wuhun City, what awaited him would be the Wuhun Palace's obliteration.

"Of course I know that Wuhun Palace is dangerous, but if you want to get help from the anti-Martial Soul Palace forces in a short time, you must go through this level.

Only if you can get out from under the nose of Wuhun Palace, you will have the possibility to compete with Wuhun Palace in their eyes. "

Tang Hao sighed softly and murmured, "I don't want you to take this risk either.

But we don’t have much time left. The power of that little beast in Wuhun Palace is too shocking.

If you can't compete head-on with Wuhun Palace within eight years, I'm afraid even that little beast will kill you in time. "

Tang Hao's words are definitely not an exaggeration. Even if the factors of cultivation are put aside, just considering the end of the development of the chamber of commerce and personal power, Teach already has some momentum to annex the empire.

If Tang San had slacked off even a little bit in the past seven or eight years, by the time Tiqi's power had completely established a firm foothold on the mainland, the behemoth of time would have overwhelmed Tang San.

"I see..."

Boom boom boom!

The moment Tang San spoke, a sound like drumming suddenly sounded, interrupting his words,

With a slight vibration on the ground, everyone knew that something bad had happened. Everyone in the Soul Master Academy got off the carriage to check the situation.

I saw a large number of falling rocks rolling down from the heights on both sides of the hill where the convoy was driving. The cavalry of the Royal Knights dismounted one after another, formed a steel defense line, and continued to destroy the falling rocks with the spears in their hands. of boulders,

"It's outrageous. How did they resist the falling rocks?"

Tiqi stuck his head out of the car window and looked at a cavalryman who didn't even have a soul ring. He thrust out the knight's spear in his hand and pierced the boulder rolling down from the top of the mountain.

Forget it... we can't dwell on such physical things.

Compared with these small details, what makes Tiqi even more boring is the way teachers in major colleges deal with emergencies.

They did not choose to help immediately, but chose to stand by and watch, as if they were afraid that if they did something, the real murderer in the dark would succeed.

It wasn't until the cavalry gradually couldn't resist the falling rocks that the soul masters from the major colleges began to take action.

"It's boring. The more I watch this kind of drama, the more I feel like there is no hope for humanity."

Tiqi shook his head in disappointment, then put his head back in the car, continued to eat cherry pie, and drank the cherry wine bought from Tiandou City.

"Well...if you really feel there is no hope, why can't you go out and help yourself?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was sitting in the carriage early in the morning, looked at the various delicacies on the table in front of him and listened to the sound of gravel outside.

I really don’t know how Teach has the nerve to say that there is no hope in others. He is the most hopeless human being, right?

"What am I going out for? I'm a pacifist,

Besides, you have already brought in two titled Douluo, Jiang Mo and Qian Jun, so it’s better to leave the spotlight to them for a while. "

Teach munched on the cherry pie and said casually,

The feeling of sitting on a mountain and watching tigers fight is really easy to make a person lazy. The lazier you are, the less you want to get involved in these unimportant things.

Anyway, no important characters would die today, whether it was Ju Gui, the two Douluo, or the Soul Master Academy, so why should he take action?

"You have so many secrets, you actually know Bibi Dong's plan very well. You don't have an informant in Wuhun Hall, right?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head, his expression full of confusion and confusion.

He was confused as to why Tiqi could still grasp Bibi Dong's decision to send Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo to ambush the soul master's convoy even though he was always under his nose.

This has gone beyond the level of calculation and is completely prophetic.

The last person with such evil abilities has now been crippled and reduced to a bald man in a wheelchair.

"How is it possible? You still don't know who is around Bibi Dong?"

Teach did not explain, nor did he want to explain any reasons, he just simply denied,

"The youngest members of the golden generation around that mother-in-law have basically checked their clean identities from the previous three generations.

I want to place an informant around her for at least 30 to [-] years, but I don't have that much patience. "

Do you really think that the Pope's disciples can be selected just because of their talent?

Don't have sweet dreams. The process of Teach's submission was delayed due to incomplete birth information. The larger the organization, the stricter the high-level review system.

If you want to place an informant next to a person of the Pope's status, you need not only resources, but more importantly, a lot of time to gain trust.

"That's really strange. Could it be that you still have a divination-type spirit?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo observed Tiqi out of the corner of his eye and murmured to himself