Douluo's Angel and Knight

"You, Wuhun Palace, must give me an explanation!"

The person who receives the courier is very happy, but the person who helps collect the courier is not so happy.

The courier was only angry.

"What's the explanation? Our Wuhun Palace has been raising you for half a month in line with God's virtues of good health. We have provided you with soul beast meat. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

In the Shijiucheng Martial Soul Branch Hall, a ruffian middle-aged man wearing the attire of a Wuhun Hall deacon looked unhappy.

His surname is Bai Mingsheng, he is the platinum deacon of Wuhun Palace, and his next step is to be the Palace Master or Deputy Palace Master.

He also has a bright future, and this time he was fortunate enough to be assigned the task of counting the scores submitted for the Soul Master Competition near Shijiucheng.

If nothing else goes wrong, after completing this task, he will be promoted to the deputy hall master of a certain Wuhun branch, or a relatively large Wuhun branch.

So during this period of time, Parkson has always had a sunny smile on his face, and he can say hello to the flowers on the roadside.

But today he was not very happy, because of these three famous people in front of him.

The one standing in front of the three of them was a short fat man. His fat face did not have the greasy, but still acceptable skin of other fat men. Instead, it was pitted like rotten tree bark. Coupled with the fat man's unique greasiness, his pair of almost

Hidden in the fat, but stubbornly showing off the inverted triangle-shaped eyes, as well as the indescribable pupils and kernels.

Really, I almost vomited out my last night’s meal.

Coupled with his tentacle hitting the table, it becomes even more disgusting and scary.

Of course, with such a special hand, it is self-evident who came from it.

Tang San.

He may be the only one in the entire continent with those hands.

The two people behind Tang San are also very famous, at least everyone in Shijiucheng knows about them.

It is famous in Shijiucheng for its special way of appearance and strange growth rate, and it is still spreading towards the entire continent at an extremely fast speed.

In fact, there is nothing surprising about the weird growth rate. After all, it appears that way. It is already weird enough, right?

Now, these three big celebrities are standing in front of Parkson.

Tang San, who was in the lead, was angry. Behind him, two people of sixteen or seventeen years old who were also not very eye-catching, came to the front of the Wuhun Branch Hall with a sense of confusion as if they were fools.

"You Spirit Hall has the nerve to say this, but you only gave me the soft-bone charm rabbit!"

It would have been fine if I didn't say this, but when I mentioned this, Tang San became even more angry.

He was no longer having any problems, and now he no longer felt hungry to eat at any time, but half a month of eating like crazy still left traces on him.

——The body, which was already capable of horizontal development, has more than doubled in size.

"What's wrong with the soft-bone charm rabbit? The soft-bone charm rabbit isn't meat? It's not a spirit beast?!

"Do you know how many people on the mainland have never eaten a meal of soul beast meat in their lives?!

"You don't know the blessings in the midst of blessings. Your reputation on the mainland, Tang San, is not low. I remember that you were born in a small village. After being a soul master for a few years, you quit?!"

Parkson also slapped the table and stood up, "What the hell is this!"

Then he cast a disdainful glance at the two ugly and ugly creatures behind Tang San. No one could look at this kind of birth with normal eyes.

"Without those nearly ten thousand soft-bone charm rabbits, how wealthy are you now? How could your two sons grow up so fast? How could they be born so easily?!

"Also, if you don't like my Wuhun Palace, take off the clothes from your two stupid sons. I, the Wuhun Palace, bought them!"

It's not surprising that the evil Shura ghost who is famous in the mainland is rumored to be low-minded.

Due to his inheritance, his son is definitely not tall, let alone how old he is. A longer body does not mean a longer brain.

"you you……!"

Tang San raised his black tentacle and pointed at Parkson angrily.

"Huh?!" Bai Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked dangerous, while the four angel legion knights behind him who were responsible for suppressing the disobedient soul masters had already begun to increase their soul power.

Tang San put down the tentacle again.

Now that the silly son and grandson were mentally stimulated and confused, they had no fighting power, so he could only swallow them.

"Is there anything else? If you haven't, hurry up and get out."

As Tang San withdrew his tentacles, Bai Sheng's expression became even more contemptuous.

"Oh, by the way, I would like to remind you that Mr. Tang San, the great and most talented Shura Evil Ghost, has been expelled from the Noumenon Sect.

"In other words, you are now a free soul master."

Immediately afterwards, Bai Sheng seemed to remember something again, looked at Tang San with interest, and said these words.

Sure enough, Tang San's suppressed anger rose again.

"How dare they!"

Although he never felt that he was a soul master of the Noumenon Sect, being kicked out of the sect and withdrawing from the sect were two different concepts.

"Otherwise, why would you be kept here? To give your sect something to talk about in other people's mouths? You know what happened to you."

Hatefully rolling the tentacles into a ball, Tang San could only suppress his anger again.

The Noumenon Sect expelled him from the sect, and there really was no need to discuss it with him.

'Just wait, one day!'

He glanced sideways at the two figures behind him. Although the appearance of his son and grandson did not help him much, it at least proved one thing.

He is the son of destiny, the real protagonist, and heaven and earth are helping him no matter what.

His confidence now is stronger than ever.

Even things that are supposed to embarrass and make a fool of yourself can become your own help and your own opportunities...

Although this opportunity was beaten as soon as it came up.

"I want to come to your Spirit Hall to get justice!" Speaking of this, Tang San remembered the real purpose of coming here this time.

"What kind of justice?" He looked up and down at Tang San, but Bai Sheng did not refuse Tang San.

The Wuhun Palace itself has the function of presiding over disputes between soul masters, although now it is almost busy presiding over disputes among common people.

"I was attacked in your Wuhun Palace, is your Wuhun Palace responsible?

"And, should you compensate me for the property that was robbed? The murderer should also help me recover it."

Tang San put on a serious expression. Generally speaking, the soul master who attacked Wuhun Temple would be wanted throughout the continent. If traced, the people harmed by the murderer would also be given an explanation.

He didn't expect this at first, and he was too busy running for his life. But he didn't expect that Wuhun Palace would let him go wherever he wanted after that day, and he only realized this.

Wuhun Palace has always claimed to be the management organization of soul masters and the arbiter of soul masters. If they don't care about this, how can they convince the public?

"Oh, we really can't hold anyone accountable for this." Parkson spread his hands.

"Is it possible that the Spirit Hall is afraid of Camelot, or is there some other reason?" Tang San had a mocking smile on his face.

Today I am going to expose the secret that your Spirit Hall and Camelot are the same family!

He could clearly see the three people who fell from the sky that day. He didn't know who the blond girl among them was, holding a golden dragon gun, but he could probably guess that it was the three-eyed golden leopard.

There is only one person in the lower realm who can use the Golden Dragon Spear.

As for the other two, he remembers them more clearly!

"Oh, that's not true. I am a contestant in this Soul Master Competition, and I, the Spirit Hall, will not be involved in any conflicts between the contestants.

"That's what it's like if you're dead, let alone if you're not dead.

"As for my Wuhun Palace, it was just an accidental injury."

Parkson is really explaining seriously.