Douluo: My Father, Titled Douluo

Chapter 198 Leaving Wuhun City and Came to Holy Soul Village

Chapter 198 Leaving Wuhun City and coming to Holy Soul Village

early morning,

The strong wind blowing through the canyon was like a knife blade, cutting through the dark night.

Yuan Xunlu and Lingyuan Douluo flew in the sky at high speed, stirring up strong airflow behind them.

"It's going to be a war, are you still taking me out?"

Lingyuan Douluo is weaker than Yuan Xunlu, but his martial spirit is Fiery Lingyuan and his speed is not slow either.

Yuan Xunlu deliberately suppressed his speed and said in a leisurely manner: "I won't be needed in the early stage of the operation. Uncle Jin Crocodile is responsible for the overall planning. It is also his responsibility to integrate the operation personnel. Elder Linghai is responsible for detecting intelligence."

"It's easy for you."

"Tang Xiao, my only goal is to kill him, I don't need to be responsible for the rest." Yuan Xunlu exhaled and said.

Lingyuan Douluo quite approved of it.

"You are only suitable for killing, a standard bastard with good talent." Lingyuan Douluo commented.

Yuan Xunlu is a standard concubine from a well-endowed family.

The family will deliberately weaken his political influence so as not to threaten the legitimate son, and at the same time give him women, money and status, just like raising a pig to train him into a thug with the title of Douluo.

"It's not too standard." Yuan Xunlu was very dissatisfied with this evaluation.

Lingyuan Douluo thought about Yuan Xunlu and Qian Daoliu's famous scenes of fatherly kindness and filial piety, and felt that Yuan Xunlu was indeed unlike them.

Whose bastard dares to be so filial~

"Mapping the terrain where the Haotian Sect seals the mountain, and preparing to gather an army of soul masters... will take at least a month."

Yuan Xunlu pointed to the village below and smiled at Lingyuan Douluo: "So I also have to prepare."

Lingyuan Douluo looked down, and the village seemed ordinary.

"Remember what I said?"

The sun rose, and the early morning light pink sunlight shone on Yuan Xunlu's face. He held Lingyuan Douluo's hand with affection in his eyes.

Lingyuan Douluo held her breath nervously. Although she was not an innocent little girl, she still panicked like a little girl when she saw Yuan Xunlu's expression.

Yuan Xunlu said softly:

"I still owe you a hundred-thousand-year-old soul bone. I never owe anyone money."

"..." Lingyuan Douluo.

As long as you are willing to pretend to be a scumbag in front of me, you won't be able to scumbag me at all.

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Tiandou Empire, Fasnuo Province, Holy Soul Village.

The reason why the village got its name is because it is said that a powerful soul saint once walked out here.

This is the eternal pride of the people of Shenghun Village.

However, for Lingyuan Douluo, although a strong Soul Saint can be regarded as the backbone of the family's combat power, but...

The chain of contempt unique to titled Douluo.

"Uncle~"

Yuan Xunlu smiled and waved to an old man with a white beard.

The old man with the white beard got up early in the morning to do farm work. Because the burden of the imperial war was entirely transferred to the people at the bottom, the old farmer could only work harder every day.

"The words you wrote are, 'In prosperity, the people suffer; in death, the people suffer', is this the one?" Lingyuan Douluo looked at the old man with the white beard and felt very strange.

When she was a child, she thought food fell from the sky because she had never been hungry. Only when she grew up did she realize that food was grown in the ground.

Today is the first time Lingyuan Douluo sees someone doing farm work.

"If you were him, do you think this life is hard?" Lingyuan Douluo suddenly asked with a smile.

Yuan Xunlu glanced at Lingyuan Douluo, and then shook his head helplessly: "I can't bear the hardship of farming. If I were him, burdened with such heavy labor and taxes, I would probably rebel directly."

"The soul master will kill you in one go." Lingyuan Douluo did not expect Yuan Xunlu's answer to be this.

All right,

Very simple wayfinding.

"It's better to die than to live and suffer." Yuan Xunlu didn't care.

If he is asked to get up at four in the morning and work on the farm until noon, and he still doesn't have enough to eat every day... Does Prince General Xiang Ning have the guts?!

The old man also noticed Yuan Xunlu and nodded towards them as a greeting.

Seeing this, Yuan Xunlu opened his hands like a trumpet and asked loudly:

"Grandpa, can you tell me where Tang Hao's home is? I am his good friend!"

good friend……

Lingyuan Douluo looked at Yuan Xunlu speechlessly.

Kill Tang Hao and then paint his head and remove his bones. Do you have such a good friend?

"Tang Hao?"

Old Jack heard a name he was familiar with. That name was the most dazzling name in the village six or seven years ago.

Because Tang Hao's son is Tang San, he is a soul master in the Holy Soul Village.

"Tang Hao...he and his mistress live there. I'll take you there." Old Jack is still a very nice person.

Yuan Xunlu thanked Old Jack, and then followed Old Jack with Lingyuan Douluo.

"Grandpa, hasn't Tang Hao come back after all these years?" Yuan Xunlu said.

"No."

"Where is Tang Hao's son Xiaosan? I remember he is a very good child."

When Old Jack heard Tang San, the smile on his face almost wrinkled into a flower.

"Okay, little three."

Yuan Xunlu asked again: "Then why doesn't the mistress come back? You must have helped him a lot, alas - this kid is so heartless."

"..." Lingyuan Douluo.

You're not much better.

"Young people, it's hard to look back after seeing the colorful world. It's said that it's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it's hard to go from luxury to frugality." Old Jack just sighed.

"Grandpa, have you read a book?"

Yuan Xunlu discovered that Old Jack was able to speak clearly, which was obviously not the cultural level expected of a small village with a per capita prenatal education level.

"Hey, I went to Notting City before!"

The old man patted his chest proudly and said with great enthusiasm:

"The young people here are just like this in our Holy Soul Village. It's better to go out and make a living. Although the chance of success is not that great, the income will be higher than working at home."

"That's the truth."

Yuan Xunlu had already prepared a pack of [Yellow Crane Tower] produced by Wuhun Palace, which was slightly more advanced for Old Jack.

"This... I'm sorry."

Old Jack smiled sheepishly, wiped his hands on his trouser legs, and took the cigarette from Yuan Xunlu.

"I'll light it for you."

Old Jack stretched out his left hand to block the wind. As soon as Yuan Xunlu's match touched the cigarette butt, he frowned and took a puff, exhaling a white breath.

"High-end cigarettes are high-end cigarettes."

Satisfied, Old Jack took Yuan Xunlu through the village and arrived at Tang Hao's home.

"This is Tang Hao's home."

Yuan Xunlu quickly thanked him and handed the package of Yellow Crane Tower to Old Jack.

"You can't do it, you can't do it."

"You're welcome, grandpa."

After several refusals, Old Jack accepted it sheepishly.

"It's a small gift that suits his status." Lingyuan Douluo said.

If you give someone like Old Jack a gold soul coin, you are actually harming him.

How can an old farmer keep a gold soul coin?

And there are rebels nearby!

And it was just a matter of leading the way, so he gave the gold soul coins, so Old Jack would not be suspicious.