Douluo: After Reincarnation, secure the script of the group favorite

The scene of feast that Tang San imagined at the beginning was all gone.

Standing behind Tang Xiao, Tang Yuehua, who was dressed in a white palace outfit, had an ugly expression on his face. Obviously, the communication with the Presbyterian Hall was not so smooth.

As soon as Tang San, Tang Sui, and Tang Long who led the way appeared, they immediately became the focus of attention.

Dislike, despise, disdain, hate.
The eyes of all kinds of negative emotions fell on the two brothers and sisters.

Tang Sui, who was no stranger to human malice, looked calm and unmoved.

Tang San also ignored these gazes, his back was straight, his temperament was restrained and elegant, standing side by side with his sister.

And at this moment, someone who didn't know shouted:
"Tang Hao's trash, get out of Haotianzong, you don't deserve to come here!"

After the hateful voice fell, the courtyard was silent for two seconds, and the next moment, many young people in the sect began to respond to the shout.

"Let us avoid the world and still have the face to come back!"

"Trash! Get out of Haotianzong!"

"You don't deserve to stand here!"

"Tang Hao's bastard, get out!"

The voices in the yard suddenly became noisy and chaotic.

Tang Sui's face was expressionless, and the calmness on Tang San's face was also suppressed by him with the scolding, and he was as expressionless as Tang Sui.

He even locked onto the person who just spoke in the crowd in an instant.

After catching a glimpse of the provocative and excited distorted expression on the man's face, Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, and just as Tang Xiao was about to say a word, suddenly, a layer of faint white light spread from Tang San's body, instantly dissolving It is colorless.

Even at noon, the sun was very close to the ceiling, and the temperature seemed to have returned to the scorching summer, but when the white light spreading from Tang San's body was released instantly, the disciples of the Clear Sky School felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

The icy murderous intent instantly spread to every corner of the front yard, and the small canals dug on both sides of the courtyard were also instantly frozen into actual murderous intent.

The chaotic voices came to an abrupt end as if cut off by a sharp blade, and all malicious intentions were suppressed under the absolute killing intent, and it was impossible to squeeze out a word from his throat.

But compared to the other people who were stunned, the strong murderous aura emanating from the air was instantly condensed under Tang San's thoughts, and precisely fell on the disciple who first uttered insults.

Tang San's blue eyes now had a layer of faint blood red.

At this moment, Tang Yuehua seemed to see the Tang San when he first came to Yuexuan again.

The moment the young man in his early twenties condensed on him in the Killing God Domain, his expression changed drastically.

The murderous aura turned into a piercing chill, like a poisonous snake spitting out its letter, its icy scales rubbed against his neck, slowly encircling him, silently uttering threats.

Fear arises spontaneously, but he is also a direct disciple at any rate, and he is also ranked high in the combat power list in the sect, so he will not be slaughtered like this.

He shouted loudly, black light surged in his right hand, a black Clear Sky Hammer about one meter long was held in his hand, four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, floated from under his feet.

Relying on the powerful aura of the Clear Sky Hammer, the most powerful attack weapon in the mainland, he broke free from the shackles of murderous aura, managed to stabilize his wavering mind, and did not collapse.

"Alright, Tang San, don't be presumptuous in front of the elders."

A dim light flashed in Tang Xiao's eyes, and he reprimanded in a serious manner.

And the muscles on the face of the disciple holding the Clear Sky Hammer twitched, and he still had no choice but to put away the Clear Sky Hammer unwillingly.

Just like what Tang Xiao said, don't be presumptuous in front of the elders.

Tang San didn't plan to do anything really.

The white light subsided, and the air in the yard suddenly warmed up.

As if nothing had happened, he stood up straight, faced Tang Xiao, and bowed in salute, "Tang San and his little sister Tang Sui are here to meet the suzerain and all the elders."

All five elders felt the tyrannical murderous aura just now.

The elder with gray eyebrows and hair looked at Tang San with serious eyes, and said, "The Killing God Realm."

Tang San didn't hide it either, "Exactly."

Another slender elder sneered, "You have inherited Tang Hao's insane talent very well, but so what if you have good talent? If there is another Tang Hao in the sect, I am afraid it will be destroyed. And you are only three generations of children." , see us, still don't kneel down?"

Tang Sui's eyes clearly reflected the appearance of the slender elder, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

As if Tang San didn't hear it, he took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Tang San and my sister are willing to atone for father's sins this time when they return to the sect, and do their best to help the sect regain its prestige. Please allow me and my sister to recognize our ancestors Go back to the clan."

"ridiculous!"

As soon as Tang San's words fell, the sneering elder said angrily again: "Don't even think about returning to the sect because of what your father has done! What's more, you are still bastards born of him and that evil spirit beast!" !"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the courtyard froze for a moment.

Tang Sui's clear blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and all his emotions were frozen in the icy lake, with no trace of human beings reflected.

Tang San's hands hanging by his sides were also clenched tightly, but his face was still calm.

Even Tang Xiao, after hearing Elder Na Ming's words, pursed his lips tightly and looked coldly.

Sensing the change in the atmosphere, the white-haired elder turned his head and said in a neutral tone, "Seventh brother, be careful."

The Seventh Elder crossed his arms, snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Tang San didn't want to stop here, his eyes were clouded and turned dark blue, his tone was calm, like the calm before the storm: "Who do you say is a bastard?"

Seeing that the bastard dared to confront him, the Seventh Elder's expression became even more ferocious, and he said, "Just you guys! You know, if it wasn't for Tang Hao, my eldest son wouldn't have been attacked and killed by the Spirit Hall!"

As soon as these words came out, the other disciples in the sect suddenly looked disappointed, as if recalling that dark time.

He took a deep breath, and when he was about to make a move, Tang Sui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "So, do you think that if my father didn't provoke the Wuhun Palace, there would be no disaster?"

The Seventh Elder looked at Tang Sui indifferently: "Isn't it?"

Tang Sui chuckled, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the absurdity did not reach his eyes: "But if I were from Wuhundian, even without my father, I would not let Haotianzong go."

"Fart! My Clear Sky School was so powerful in the past! Even if Wuhundian wants to attack our Clear Sky School, it has to weigh it!" The Seventh Elder retorted with raised eyebrows.

"So what? We must know that history is written by the strong. No matter how strong the Haotianzong Wuhun is, it is not a grasshopper on a rope. How could the Wuhun Palace continue to jump around with this thorn in its side? ?” Tang Sui said with his eyes slightly lowered, not in a hurry.

"What's more, Qian Xunji, the former pope of the Wuhun Palace, may not really be killed by his father."

—— Digression——

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