Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Devil Fruit Tree - Chapter 67
67. Chapter 67 Tang Hao slipped!(First more)
Chapter 67 Tang Hao is slippery!(First more)
On the official road outside Notting, a carriage was flying quickly. Old Jack urged the driver to return to the Holy Soul Village within two hours.
After the money was settled, the old Jack walked back home without stopping.
At this moment, Meng Xiao was practicing his soul at home and saw that his eyes were closed, and his soul power continued to circulate …
“Xiao Xiao!”
Old Jack pushed the door and saw Meng Xiao, and his mood was instantly calm.
“You are back.”
After hearing the sound, Meng Xiaoshun opened his eyes slowly after a week of cycle.
“I haven’t asked you to settle the account yet …. At the beginning, a stick dizzy me …. I took me to Notting College overnight …. You have a trick …”
Meng Xiao’s words made Old Jack smile.
“That Xiaoxiao … don’t blame Grandpa, I have to be a last resort, but … seeing you became talented … Grandpa felt that the decision I made at the time was not wrong …”
Old Jack has always understood Meng Xiao’s recent situation with Tang San.
That day, when he knew that Meng Xiao became an excellent soul teacher in the college … He went to the village wine shop and drank three large bowls of spirits.
“By the way … Xiao San’er, did he come back with you?” Old Jack asked with a smile.
“Well, come back together, now I should go home …” Meng Xiao nodded.
“Go home?” Old Jack’s face changed slightly, “Go, Xiaoxiao … We go to the blacksmith shop.”
“good.”
Meng Xiao didn’t ask much, so he went to the blacksmith shop with Old Jack.
Elastic
The house paved by the blacksmith of the village is still so broken. Tang Sanzheng was sitting on the steps outside the door, holding a piece of paper in his hand …. Seeing his face revealing a loss of helpless look …
Xiao Wu accompanied him to sit on the steps …. I want to speak to comfort what to comfort .. But I don’t know what to say.
Old Jack came here with Meng Xiao … Seeing Tang San’s lost expression … He knew Tang San saw the letter.
That Tang Hao left Tang San … Letter.
“Little San’er, I originally wanted to take your dad to pick you up with you together. As a result, I came to him … but people were not there, only left that letter …”
“Well, I’m fine … Grandpa Jack …” Tang San said with a smile.
“Hey, you child …. It’s too sensible.” Old Jack sighed.
As soon as he returned, he took Meng Xiao to find Tang San … I was afraid that Tang San was lonely and lost …
Look at it now … it is still a step late.
Meng Xiao was not surprising, after all, he knew that Tang Hao must not be at home …
As for why he didn’t tell Tang San because he felt that it was not necessary.
Regardless of whether to tell or not, this matter will inevitably happen.
If Tang San had a preventive needle in advance … it may cause Tang San’s doubts, and Meng Xiao will not open this mouth.
Entering the house of the blacksmith’s shop … cleaned up in the house, this should be cleaned up with Xiao Wu just now.
There were four or five bottles of good wine on the table. This was bought by Tang San for Tang Hao for Tang Hao. But now no one tastes it …
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As soon as the picture turned around, in the Notting College, Yu Xiaogang’s room had an uninvited guest.
This man is Tang San’s father, Tang Hao …
The purpose of him is to pin the Primary Three to Yu Xiaogang.
Tang Hao was not a nonsense, and the two did not last long. After saying a few words, he threw it to Yu Xiaogang and turned away.
The sky in dusk is really beautiful. The sun sprinkles the last strand in the college, and Tang Hao is about to leave … he was stopped by a person.
“Don’t plan to say hello to my dean again? Haotian is crowned.”
“Are you?” Under Tang Hao’s gray cloak, the turbid eyes suddenly flashed.
“You haven’t died yet, little crow, if I remember correctly … You should have died long ago.”
Although different from the face in the impression, Tang Hao recognized it.
“I found a secret method, and Gou panting down, but it was almost going.” The dean scratched his head and said.
“Then you don’t settle down for the rest of your life, why do you want to toss?” Tang Hao saw that the dean’s remaining vitality said.
“No, no, I want you to help me forcibly continue my life ….”
Hearing this … Tang Hao’s eyes showed a trace of doubt, looking at the dean with a smile.
…
“Grandpa Jack, you go back, I can do it myself.” In the warrison shop of the Holy Soul Village, Tang San said to Old Jack.
“Can you really do it? Don’t go back to my house with Grandpa.” Old Jack said.
“Thank you Grandpa Jack, I don’t need it.” Tang San thank you.
Before the old Jack spoke, Meng Xiao pulled him and whispered:
“Go back first … I’m here with Tang Sanyi for a while.”
“That’s OK …”
After thinking about it, Old Jack nodded.
“Xiaoxiao … you enlighten Xiaosan’er, grandpa, I’ll go back to prepare meals for you first …”
After speaking, Lao Jack patted Tang San’s shoulder, and then turned to his home.
“Xiaoxiao … Don’t you go home with Grandpa Jack?” Tang San saw Meng Xiao staying in place and asked.
“No … I’m here.”
Meng Xiao smiled.
“Thank you … Xiaoxiao.” Tang San knew that Meng Xiao wanted to comfort himself.
“What’s this …” Meng Xiao said close to Tang San’s whisper: “Do you feel particularly blocked? There is still a little depression, loss, puzzling?”
“Well, some.” Tang San nodded.
“Go, I think there are wine on your table … Drink?” Meng Xiao said.
“drink wine?”
Tang San’s eyes flashed a trace of strange color.
Short weak …..
(This chapter is finished)