Douluo's life to the end

Chapter 187 Scientific Research Madman
Lou Gao scratched his head, and said with a simple smile: "This kind of exquisite soul guide is made by ordinary blacksmiths. I always feel that something is missing? What is missing?"

Lou Gao was stunned, and couldn't think of this word after thinking for a long time.

At this moment, Hong Dou added with a smile: "There is a sense of ritual missing!"

"It's like refining medicine with me. If you only complete part of it by yourself, you will feel that something is missing."

Lou Gao slapped his thigh, and suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, it's a sense of ritual!"

"Senior, can you keep the old way and let us do it ourselves?" Lou Gao said tentatively, at this time Hongdou also looked over expectantly.

This made Qian Zhongling's face full of black lines. He really couldn't understand the thoughts of these two scientific research madmen.

The elixir and the soul guide are to prepare for the war that will come in the near future, so he will not let these two scientific research madmen mess around.

And this kind of people who are full of research, they always eat the soft and not the hard, but it's a pity that Qian Chongling is the easiest to deal with them.

I saw him say: "Don't bargain, just do what I say, or I will."

"I'll give you a vacation, one year's paid vacation, and don't plan to touch any equipment in the research institute for one year!"

"Also, I will send Title Douluo to watch over you. During the vacation, you are not allowed to study anything!"

As soon as these words came out, Hong Dou and Lou Gao seemed to hear the sound of the sky falling!
To them, a holiday is no different from bad news. These two scientific madmen can be said to eat, drink and sleep, and spend all of them in the Wuhun Academy.

Not letting them touch the research equipment is worse than killing them.

It's like binding an old gentleman tightly, and then let a hot beauty, wearing a thin gauze, dance in front of him.

This feeling of being able to see but not being able to eat is extremely uncomfortable.

"We know, senior!"

The dejected voice, almost indistinguishable, came to Qian Chongling's ears at the same time.

A smirk appeared on the corner of Qian Chongling's mouth, thinking, I can't cure you two?Isn't this a joke?
"Lou Gao, bring Barrett, let's go test the gun! You, Hongdou, come too!"

Dividing line.
The Bright Church is located outside the Wuhun City and adjacent to the Wuhun Academy, and it is also the place where the residents of Wuhun City wake up their Wuhun.

The entire periphery of the Guangming Church is covered by a man-made forest. Under the sunlight, every inch of land here seems to be filled with an open and comfortable atmosphere, and the interior buildings are also decorated with incomparable exquisiteness and luxury.

However, apart from the upper echelons of the Wuhun Palace, no one knows the backside of this magnificence, which is called the Infernal Hell.

Directly below the Guangming Church, this is the most heavily guarded prison in the Wuhun Temple. It is divided into three floors. It is a place where prisoners are held.

The entire underground was dark, and the red fire was like a flame from hell. From time to time, one could hear a scalp-numbing scream from the depths.

And in a cell on the third floor of Infernal Hell, a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe with a burly figure but with a broken arm was sitting quietly with his eyes closed. A crude prison bed.

"Boy Xiao, do you think we still have a chance to see the outside world?"

Suddenly, an old voice came from the cell next door. The owner of this voice seemed to be very familiar with this one-armed man.

"Fourth Elder, believe me, Brother Hao will definitely avenge us. The reason why the people in Wuhundian didn't kill us is to make Brother Hao feel worried!"

"Don't forget, Brother Hao is the most outstanding genius of our Haotian School in the past hundred years!"

This one-armed middle-aged man was Tang Xiao who was captured alive and had his arm cut off and given to Tang Yuehua as a gift.

"Hey, Tang Hao's talent is indeed outstanding, but don't forget, the old monster Blood Pope is still alive, will Tang Hao really be stronger than him in the future?"

"You know, according to the records of the Haotian School, he should already be over [-] years old! After so many years, even if he is a pig, he will cultivate to an extremely terrifying level!"

"None of us has seen his strength with our own eyes, but those who have seen him attack are all dead!" Tang Hong's eyes were filled with endless despair.

Tang Hong, the Fourth Elder of the Clear Sky School, was not as optimistic as Tang Xiao, because the closer he was to Qian Chongling, the more he could realize how terrifying this person was.

"Fourth Elder, why do you build up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige! If grandpa Tang Chen was still in the Clear Sky School, how could he allow the blood pope to be so presumptuous!" Tang Xiao said angrily.

"Boy Xiao, do you really think that the former suzerain Tang Chen is stronger than Qian Daoliu of Wuhun Palace?" Tang Hong said indifferently.

Sometimes there are some things, it is better not to know than to know, sometimes you don't work hard, you can't even realize what despair is!

Hearing this, Tang Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Isn't it?"

Tang Hong shook his head and said: "Do you think, with our Haotianzong's behavior style, we will reach an agreement with a loser, not to enter their respective sects? And it's still with Wuhundian!"

Tang Xiao said subconsciously: "Of course it's impossible, the feud between Wuhundian and our Clear Sky School has a long history!"

"Even if there is only a slight possibility, we will choose to destroy the Spirit Hall. How could we reach such an agreement with a loser!"

Just after saying this, Tang Xiao felt something was wrong.

If his grandfather Tang Chen could really kill Qian Daoliu of the Wuhun Palace, and when he learned that Qian Zhongling had passed away, Tang Chen would definitely go to the Wuhun Palace and take all the tablets of the ancestors of the Qianjia family in the Wuhun Palace. Smashed flat.

After all, there were not seven or eight patriarchs of the Haotian School who died at the hands of Qian Chongling, but five or six. With such a bloody enmity, their Haotian School will undoubtedly avenge it.

As if seeing Tang Xiao's expression, Tang Hong said slowly: "Although I am about the same age as your father, my seniority is actually half a generation older than him, so when I was young, I heard elders talk about the truth of the matter."

"Back then, Qian Daoliu from Spirit Hall, Tang Chen from our Clear Sky School, and another woman named Bo Saixi, the three of them were peerless Douluo!"

"Then two men and one woman, something is bound to happen."

"Thus, Qian Daoliu and Uncle Tang Chen fought. On the surface, Uncle Tang Chen won, but in fact, Qian Daoliu used [-]% of his strength, and Uncle Tang Chen used all his strength to make Qian Daoliu even a little stronger. Minor injury."

"Uncle Tang Chen said in person that if Qian Daoliu strikes with all his strength, he will surely die, but Qian Daoliu will also leave a wound that will never heal for life!"

(End of this chapter)