The beginning of Douluo becomes the protagonist of the evil spirit devouring

When someone suddenly appears in the room, a normal person would be startled.

And Yu Xiaogang was frightened twice in a row.

If my heart hadn't been able to withstand it well, I would have suffered a heart attack and gone to heaven.

Take two deep breaths to calm your rapidly beating heart.

"Your Majesty, I think he is Xiaosan's father."

When Yu Xiaogang heard the name Tang Hao, he already knew who it was.

After all, he was the youngest person to advance to the title of Douluo, and his deeds of immediately severely injuring the Pope of Wuhun Palace caused a huge uproar.

"Um."

Tang Hao, under the black robe, responded coldly, with the air of a titled Douluo.

"I have been secretly protecting my mistress, and I have seen what happened this time. I have the same demeanor as before.

The main purpose of showing up this time is to let you understand that I am the backstage of the mistress. You can't handle it anymore. I am there at the critical moment, do you understand?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded, a titled Douluo acted as the backstage, not to mention walking sideways in Douluo Continent, but at least no one dared to offend him.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's relaxed expression, Tang Hao knew that the purpose of appearing this time had been achieved.

For no other reason than to give Yu Xiaogang some reassurance.

Don't wait until later, if the mistress gets into some big trouble, he, the teacher, will drop his burden and run away.

No matter what Yu Xiaogang thought in his heart, Tang Hao did this just to drag someone into a pirate ship, the kind that would make it impossible to get off.

Tang Hao didn't want to stay any longer and disappeared into the room.

Seeing the figure disappearing in the blink of an eye, Yu Xiaogang had envy in his eyes. Who doesn't want to have the combat power of the ceiling?

...

Early morning of the second day.

The entire junior soul master academy was awakened by two loud roars.

"Who is Tang San, get out."

"Who is Yu Xiaogang? Come out quickly."

One is tall and mighty, while the other is short and thin, forming a sharp contrast.

Many students came here in search of the news. It is engraved in people’s bones that they love to watch the excitement and are not afraid of causing trouble.

There were several classmates from good families who recognized the two of them at a glance.

"Isn't that Zhao Xiaofeng? Even though his name sounds like a woman, this person has been hanging out in the Great Soul Fighting Arena all year round, and many people have died at his hands."

When the students looked at the muscular man, it was hard to imagine that his name would be Zhao Xiaofeng.

"The other one is Cao himself. His martial soul is a demon-conquering stick. He has been hunting soul beasts to make money. My dad likes to buy soul beast meat from him."

The classmate who was introducing him to everyone thought of the taste of soul beast meat, and his saliva fell from the corner of his mouth.

Cao himself is 1.3 meters tall and as thin as a monkey. It is hard to imagine that he hunts spirit beasts for a living.

soon.

Yu Xiaogang came to the playground and saw so many people watching the fun, and his face was a little confused.

"You must be Yu Xiaogang. Hand over Tang San and we won't implicate you in this matter."

It seemed that the man was dressed in simple black clothes and had a straight haircut. Cao himself was the first to speak out.

"We know he is a famous master, but you have to understand that our son is dead. Do you think we will care about his background?"

This was said by Zhao Xiaofeng, and the meaning was very obvious. All the close relatives had been killed, so there was nothing to care about anymore.

"So we do it because you are a master and don't want to implicate you. As long as you hand over Tang San."

But this threat did not make Yu Xiaogang have the intention to compromise.

Just because his disciple's father is a dignified Haotian Douluo.

If you compromise, you will probably be smashed to pieces with a hammer, but Yu Xiaogang is not that stupid.

"I will not hand over my disciple."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao himself summoned the martial spirit without saying a word, swung the magic stick and hit Yu Xiaogang.

When it comes to this, there's nothing more to say.

Ding!

In the horrified eyes of Cao himself, the demon-conquering stick was blocked by a layer of soul power shield.

Tang Hao, dressed in black robe, appeared next to Yu Xiaogang at some point, and no one could see clearly his face under the hood.

Originally, Yu Xiaogang wanted his friend, Flender, to come and help.

But if you want to come this morning, there is no time at all, so the only one who can come forward is Tang Hao.

This appearance will definitely attract the attention of Wuhun Palace, and it will be impossible to come forward in the future.

So he planned to shock everyone all at once and tell everyone that behind Yu Xiaogang and Tang San there was a titled Douluo.

From now on, anyone who wants to regain his position will have to consider whether he has the ability.

boom!

Cao himself was knocked upside down by the trend, and he spat out free blood from his mouth.

As the nine soul rings emerged, the whole place was silent, especially the last bright red one hundred thousand year soul ring, how eye-catching it was.

"Title...Douluo."

Finally, someone tremblingly said this awe-inspiring title.

In the small city of Notting, a Titled Douluo would appear unexpectedly, which was an eye-opener for those who had never seen a Titled Douluo in their lives.

Tang Hao didn't talk nonsense. The pressure of the titled Douluo was all exerted on the two of them, and they were crushed to a pulp.

Two little soul masters are not worthy of his title Douluo's personal action.

Without saying a word, he coldly disappeared beside Yu Xiaogang.

Shock!

So fucking shocked!

This is a Titled Douluo, and there are only so many in the entire Douluo Continent.

But the students were all so happy. Being able to see the Titled Douluo in person was truly a blessing.

Yu Xiaogang also enjoys the feeling of being in the spotlight.

And Gu Changge was sleeping in Qishe.

In fact, if I had known what was going on at the playground, from the perspective of the evil spirit Wuhun, when I saw Yu Xiaogang was about to be hit on the head, I wished I could hit him.

Unfortunately, things backfired and Yu Xiaogang did not die.

But he only had a few days left to live.

Tang Hao's appearance will inevitably trigger an investigation by Wuhun Palace. After all, he is an unknown titled Douluo, so it will be very suspicious no matter how you think about it.

In order not to be traced, I must go out and hide for a while.

This period of time is a good opportunity to kill Yu Xiaogang.

Gu Changge hugged the human pillow tightly, hoping not to attract other Titled Douluo, otherwise the little rabbit pillow would be gone.

"Hey, let go, why are you holding me so tightly?"

Hearing the angry voice in his ear, Gu Changge loosened his arms knowingly and held her all night, no less than this time and a half.

Not to mention, the real body pillow has a nice feel and makes you sleep soundly when you wake up.

He is not a hypocrite like Tang San. He even sleeps on the pillow. Are you very heartless if you don't sleep with him in his arms?

If it wasn't for the constant stalking last night, I really wouldn't have had such a good real person pillow to hug me, which shows the advantage of being shameless.

I got up, stretched out, and exclaimed: "It's another beautiful day."

"What a beautiful fart, look at the beating."

Xiao Wu flew up and kicked her, not to mention how angry she was.

I didn't get a good night's sleep. There were always hands stretched out. The problem is that this guy still enjoys it. You can say it's irritating or not.

Gu Changge stepped aside and said with a smile: "Brother, just enjoy it. Whether you enjoy it or not is none of my business."

Feng Qingyun calmly dodged another punch. The gap in strength made Xiao Wu unable to touch the edge at all.

He gritted his teeth angrily and stamped his feet. The more he scolded him, the happier he would be, as if he was praising him.