Douluo: I mess around in Tangmen

Spiritually connected to the avatar, Ye Nanxiao opened his eyes and saw Feng Shishi looking at him with a displeased face.

"Hi! Little Eleven! Are you here to pick up your boss? I'm so touched!" Ye Nanxiao rubbed her eyes with emotion.

Feng Shishi looked at Ye Nanxiao who was covering her eyes with her hands and trying to wipe away a tear, and the veins on her forehead popped up, "I haven't heard a word from you, boss, for ten days and a half months! Have you forgotten that your avatar is an ice cube, you can't wipe it off?" Tears?"

"Oh well, what did the old master do here? Did you bring a weapon when you came? Didn't you take the sack?" Ye Nanxiao glanced at himself. If you are beaten up or down, you have to fight back.

"No, only Elder Zhang Peng found out when the old man came, and now Elder Zhang Peng is drinking tea with the old man, so we can't figure out what happened." Feng Shishi said.

"Then let's go over and have a look first. You can't leave Shigong and his old man alone. After all, I really can't beat him." Ye Nanxiao shook his head and said.

He thought about the major things he had done recently, besides killing evil soul masters, he was still killing evil soul masters.

Master, the old man doesn't care about this matter, does he?
Ye Nanxiao suddenly remembered something, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Is it because of Ye Xishui?"

Ye Nanxiao quickly walked to the door of Zhang Peng's tea room, and stood there, her eyes flickering, as if hesitating.

"What's the matter?" Feng Shishi sensed that something was wrong with Ye Nanxiao. Although her boss said that she was not swift and decisive, she seldom had any concerns.

Ye Nanxiao stretched out her hands and rubbed her face, turned her head to look at Feng Shishi, and said with a slight smile, "Xiao Shishi, let's hiccup and discuss it? Can you be the big boss of Aodu?"

"I have a lot of things recently, maybe I will retire early and count the money later."

Feng Shishi gave Ye Nanxiao a blank look, what kind of boss did he have?
Is there any difference between me now and the big boss behind the scenes?

However, Feng Shishi always felt that there was something in Ye Nanxiao's words, but Ye Nanxiao had already entered the tea room, so she had no choice but to temporarily suppress her doubts.

Ye Nanxiao walked into the tea room, and there were two figures standing on the small round table in front of him. One was Zhang Peng, who was wearing a gray Aodu elder costume, and the other was wearing a slim black and red two-color robe, with a gold-patterned black dragon jade pendant tied around his waist. A head of black hair was casually scattered, and a pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to see all the prosperity of the world, and the vicissitudes in the eyes did not match his handsome appearance.

"Old Zhang, I want to drink your treasured Maojian!" Ye Nanxiao said carelessly, walked to the small round table and sat down, looking at the black-haired young man, "Who are you handsome?"

The black-haired young man looked at Ye Nanxiao, smiled slightly, and remained silent.

Ye Nanxiao looked at the black eyes of the young man, and suddenly felt a little familiar. Combined with the reason why she was called back, Ye Nanxiao suddenly widened her eyes, and said in surprise, "Master?"

"Haha! You're a filial son, it's not in vain to teach you the exercises!"

The black-haired young man, Long Xiaoyao laughed twice, picked up his teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

"You have finally figured it out, old man? Are you going to gallop in search of your peach blossom forest?" Ye Nanxiao said in amazement.

The last time I saw Long Xiaoyao, he was still a handsome old man, but now he suddenly changed back to his youthful appearance, there must be something wrong!

"Go, go! Don't talk nonsense, kid! This old man changed back to this appearance because of love!" Long Xiaoyao said angrily.

If Xiao Xi heard Ye Nanxiao's words, he would probably have to dig a mountain.

"Then this is your old man?" Ye Nanxiao asked.

Long Xiaoyao glanced at Zhang Peng, did not speak, picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Zhang Peng tactfully put down the small tea box in his hand, got up, saluted and retreated.

Ye Nanxiao's pupils shrunk slightly, and Long Xiaoyao's move was probably something serious.

"My dear disciple, the advice you gave me before was very successful. Xishui finally opened her heart to me temporarily. I believe that as long as I continue to persevere, I can get what I want." Long Xiaoyao said with admiration.

Ye Nanxiao nodded slightly, and smiled, "Since it works, Master, do you want some of my cheat books?"

"Putting aside the cheats, I have a question. Your martial spirit is the Nine-Tailed Snow Fox, right?" Long Xiaoyao asked as he put down his teacup.

"Yes." Ye Nanxiao nodded slightly.

"Then you boy, tell me, what secrets do you have that makes Xishui follow you?" Long Xiaoyao sighed.

"It really is Ye Xishui." Ye Nanxiao sighed inwardly.

Nine snow-white and fluffy fox tails spread out behind Ye Nanxiao, like a peacock spreading its tail.

"Master, what do you think?" Ye Nanxiao asked, he wanted to know what Long Xiaoyao knew.

Long Xiaoyao glared at Ye Nanxiao. He has lived for two centuries, so he naturally saw the little Jiujiu in Ye Nanxiao's heart, and said angrily, "Don't worry, kid, you are the grandson recognized by the old man! The old man will not watch you be taken away." of!"

"But the old man wants to know what Xishui wants! Maybe there is something else in this world that can replace it!"

Before Long Xiaoyao came, he had made up his mind that Ye Nanxiao was his protégé, and he was also the inheritor of his black dragon skills. He couldn't just sit back and watch Ye Nanxiao have an accident.

He wanted to know what Ye Xishui was after.

Treasures of heaven and earth?

Peerless fairy grass?

He, Dragon Emperor Douluo, can go over mountains and seas to find him!
Whether it's the Sun Moon Empire or the original Three Kingdoms, whether it's the Star Dou Forest or the Far North!

Ye Nanxiao picked up the teapot and served Long Xiaoyao a cup of tea politely. The old man didn't come to threaten him, but wanted to save him.

"You boy, how can I say that I am also your teacher, you don't believe me!" Long Xiaoyao snorted, and slowly drank with his back to Ye Nanxiao.

"Okay, okay, master, it's the kid's fault, and there's nothing you can do about it, boys have to protect themselves when they're out these days!" Ye Nanxiao coaxed.

It's really out of harmony for a peerless handsome guy to play childish temper with you. He finally understands why big sisters like childish little milk dogs.

"Hey you boy, what do you guys say?" Long Xiaoyao turned his head and gave Ye Nanxiao a look.

"It's not nonsense Master, Xiefeng tried to abduct me three times!"

"If it wasn't for my master, I might have been kidnapped and returned to some unknown cave to live a life that the author can't write!" Ye Nanxiao sighed with a smile.

Long Xiaoyao turned around in an instant, "What did you say? The evil phoenix once wanted to arrest you?"

"What did you kid do?"

Ye Nanxiao raised her head to the sky 45 degrees, and said melancholy, "Young master's charm is too great, no one can resist it!"

Long Xiaoyao: "#!"

"Xiefeng wants to catch me as a tonic."

Ye Nanxiao, who was punched, said with a sneer.

"Great tonic? You seem to be a tonic." Long Xiaoyao looked at the tails behind Ye Nanxiao. It seemed that a strange species like the nine-tailed fox had long been rumored to be covered in tonics.

But legends belong to legends, Long Xiaoyao has never believed in these word-of-mouth things, in his opinion, as long as it is not confirmed by himself, it is illusory.

"At that time, I met that old witch Xiefeng for some reason, and then I was targeted, but I ran away." Ye Nanxiao put away his tail. Although his tail can be used as a pillow, the clone cannot.

"Xiefeng.... The old man only has a little impression that she is the wife of that boy Zhongliwu. The martial spirit can be cultivated by devouring it. It's normal for you to be targeted with a top-level martial spirit."

Long Xiaoyao pondered for a moment, could it be that Xiao Xi is also eyeing Ye Nanxiao's martial soul?
But Xiao Xi doesn't need to go through this method of devouring, her cultivation is already difficult to improve.

"Could it be the soul!?"

Ye Nanxiao seemed to see what Long Xiaoyao was thinking, and said, "Master, my soul is only a little bit stronger than ordinary souls. I wonder if your wife will catch me and use it as fuel or as a soul slave?"

"You kid, do you still know so much about Xishui's soul guide?" Long Xiaoyao looked at Ye Nanxiao with a strange expression.

"Master, boy, I am also the one who was hunted down. If I am hunted down, I don't know the enemy. I am a salted fish, not a dead fish!"

Ye Nanxiao's head was full of black lines, he always felt that his glorious image was always misunderstood.

There is still a big difference between salted fish and dead fish, okay?

Long Xiaoyao smiled, picked up the teacup and drank it down.

"Since you have been able to run away from Xiefeng so many times, your kid is not bad at escaping. This is a good thing. Over at Xishui, the old man will find a way to stop her. Give the old man some time to find out about you. Why are you being targeted?"

Ye Nanxiao looked at the decisive Long Xiaoyao, and couldn't help but feel a little warmth in his heart. He still teased, "Master, your family status is quite high, isn't it? That kid will depend on you to protect him from now on!"

"Hey you kid! You're teasing me!" Long Xiaoyao reached out and knocked Ye Nanxiao on the head, then turned and left.

Ye Nanxiao sat quietly on the spot, staring at the floating and sinking pieces of tea leaves in the teacup, lost in thought.

Before Ye Nanxiao started to let go of his mind, Long Xiaoyao came back in a hurry, ran to Ye Nanxiao and stretched out his hand, "Ahem, I used to be a studious person, can you lend me your book?"

Ye Nanxiao raised her eyebrows, Master, he is quite arrogant?
He cheaply fumbled out several manuscripts, including a few copies of 36 Hands and Eighteen Exercises.

"Ahem, you have a heart!" Long Xiaoyao gave Ye Nanxiao a sideways glance. Does this kid know how old he is?
However, Dragon Emperor Douluo skillfully put a pile of books into his arms, flicked his sleeves, and made two gusts of wind.

Long Xiaoyao, who had gained a little, turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared in Mingdu, as if he had never been there.

"I hope Shigong can successfully awaken the second spring. Although they are all monsters that have lived for a hundred years, they can still remain young forever. What are you afraid of? Hehehe!" Ye Nanxiao said with a cheap smile. (end of this chapter)