Douluo: My Blue Silver Grass is not serious

Chapter 92 Tang Hao: "One more drink!"

After hearing this, Meng Yiran's eyes lit up and he smiled.

"Then it's settled. When I come to you in the future, I can't pretend that I don't know me!"

After finishing speaking, seeing Yun Feng nodding his head, Meng Yiran looked around and saw that everyone's eyes seemed to be looking at this side intentionally or unintentionally, and his face immediately blushed.

He left Yun Feng's side quickly and ran to his grandparents.

Following the direction Meng Yiran was running to, Yun Feng also looked at Tianxiang with Meng Shu, and nodded with a smile.

Watching the three of them disappear into the sunlight.

Girls' feelings are always poetry!

Seeing that the matter on Yunfeng's side seemed to be resolved, Duguyan could no longer control her gossip, took Ye Lingling's hand, and came to Yunfeng's side.

"You can do it, boy, how long has it been, and you have met such a beautiful girl!"

After speaking, he gave Yun Feng a thumbs up.

Getting along these days, Yun Feng also understood Dugu Yan's character. When he first met Dugu Yan, he was extremely cold, but after a long time of contact, he would find that the woman in front of him treated his friends in an eclectic manner, extremely bold, but extremely loyal.

The character of Dugu Yan can be seen from the original book.

She is also a woman who hated Tang San all the way to the end.

"Sister Yanzi, I just want to make friends with me, not what you think!"

Even if Yun Feng saw Meng Yiran's intentions, he couldn't admit it directly, after all, the woman in front of him was the one he urgently needed to attack!
The fairy grass is related to his grandfather's life and death. He already has a strong self-confidence. As long as he renews the life of Grandpa Locke first, he may not be able to become a god with his own blood and silver grass. Just ascend to the God Realm.

Don't worry about longevity at all.

In the Prince's Mansion, Ning Fengzhi, who finished a few days of lectures, looked at Xue Qinghe in front of him, and said with a smile:

"With your current level, you can completely take over the government affairs of your father."

After Xue Qinghe heard Ning Fengzhi's words, he shook his head with a smile and said:

"Teacher, you have flattered me. My father is now in his prime. I should learn more from you for my trivial skills."

Hearing Xue Qinghe's answer, Ning Fengzhi was also very satisfied.

But suddenly thought of something again, and sighed.

"If only your sister was as sensible as you."

Xue Qinghe naturally understood that Ning Fengzhi was talking about his daughter Ning Rongrong, not Xue Ke.

"Rong Rong is still young, so she doesn't need to go through these things. When she grows up, she will understand."

After hearing his student's speech, Ning Fengzhi felt a little relieved in his heart.

After glancing at the situation outside, Ning Fengzhi stood up directly, and said to Xue Qinghe:
"Today's class is over, you digest it first, and I'll come back later."

Seeing that Ning Fengzhi was about to leave, Xue Qinghe also stood up immediately.

"Teacher, wait."

"Huh? Qinghe, is there anything else you don't understand?"

Xue Qinghe shook his head, told some basic information about Yunfeng's previous investigation, and then asked Ning Fengzhi:

"I heard from people in the academy that Rongrong seems to have been clinging to that boy"

Ning Fengzhi actually knew about Yunfeng, after all his daughter was hanging out with a young man, so how could he not investigate.

However, the results of the investigation surprised him a bit.

But it's right to think about it carefully.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for the Wuhun Hall to give up such an extremely rare case of Wuhun mutation, and it is a variation of the Blue Silver Grass, which has an extremely fast cultivation speed, and the Wuhun has evolved later.

But judging from the results of the investigation, Wuhundian didn't give this young man too much attention.

It's like being a very ordinary soul master.

Although the boy joined the Wuhun Temple, he became a reserve deacon.

But Ning Fengzhi is not stupid, he knows that this is the most non-staffed organization of Wuhundian, no, it can't even be regarded as an organization, because it's just something created by the local branch hall.

It won't even be recorded by Wuhundian.

Thinking about the news Uncle Jian told him before, Ning Fengzhi felt that there was a lot of room for manipulation.

You can invest in it, even if the investment fails, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is rich and powerful.

However, facing his student's prompt, Ning Fengzhi still replied with a smile:
"Rong Rong doesn't have many friends. It's really nothing if she can make a friend now. Just be careful. I will meet that young man named Yun Feng in person when the time comes!"

Seeing what Ning Fengzhi said, Xue Qinghe also smiled, and nodded yes.

"It's the boy's honor to get the teacher's attention. The students are a little interested, and I will find a chance to meet him then."

Ning Fengzhi didn't respond, but nodded appreciatively.

"It's always good to make more friends!"

Killing capital.

Tang Hao came to a small town full of evil spirit at this moment.

This small town doesn't look big, and the atmosphere is very weird, but Tang Hao didn't care at all, and walked straight towards a small tavern in the middle of the town.

The air in the tavern was very turbid, and all the decorations here were actually black. Although it was daytime outside, once you walked in, you felt a cold and dark feeling.

At this time, about [-]% of the tavern was seated. Although the air here was turbid, few people spoke, so it seemed very quiet.

Tang Hao found a seat in the corner and sat down directly.

A waiter in black with an indifferent face came over.

"What do you want?"

Tang Hao said coldly: "Bring me a big Bloody Mary."

The waiter's face changed slightly.

"you sure?"

Swept by Tang Hao's cold eyes, he didn't dare to say anything, and turned his head away.

After a while, a glass of cloudy liquid was brought up.

The liquid was dark red and exuded a strong fishy smell, as pungent as blood.

Tang Hao didn't hesitate at all when he saw this, and poured the liquid in the cup into his stomach in one gulp.

The liquid is a little salty and a bit sour.

The strong smell of blood instantly filled Tang Hao's sense of taste and smell.

But these were not enough to cover up the anger in his heart. The distance from Holy Soul Village to the Killing Capital was not short. These days, the more Tang Hao ran, the angrier he became.

What the hell is wrong with you being the King of Slaughter, coming here to snatch his wife?
Isn't it just looking for trouble!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he slapped the finished bowl into pieces, but there was no trace on the table.

"Continued Cup!"

Tang Hao's words immediately attracted the attention of all the guests.

But after sensing the evil spirit around Tang Hao, he immediately stopped talking.

They're desperadoes, but that doesn't mean they're stupid.

　Senior Yunfeng, I'm sorry, please forgive me for not being able to agree to your request! (disgusted look~)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)