Douluo King of Thunder

Chapter 26 - Qianrenkuang's Hatred, the Origin of the Two Temples
The baby is wronged, but the baby doesn't say anything.

So baby, no, Tang Zangxin invited Fu Rui over, and after suppressing Qianrenkuang's Angel Domain, Tang Zangxin swung his umbrella and beat up the bird brothers, feeling a lot better.

"You... You still brought your parents to bully me, see we don't have a Titled Douluo in our family." Fury's coercion subsided, Qian Renkuang jumped up clutching his ass, God knows what kind of abuse he had just received.

"Why, do you want to do it again?" Tang Zangxin held up an umbrella and walked towards him with a sneer on his face. Fury behind him released his martial spirit again in a particularly coordinated manner. Said: "Brother, don't tell me, as far as our relationship is concerned, can you hold your umbrella high?"

Tang Zang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are we related? We just met, right?"

Both of them were stunned for a moment, they just met, and they were still hostile, why did they suddenly become so familiar?
Fu Rui looked at the two teenagers and sighed. He had to tell the two kids some things. After all, the struggle between the Qian family and the Feng family had nothing to do with the friendship of the next generation.

Two teenagers came out of the woods one after the other. The former was disheveled because of the violent beating, and the latter was covering his buttocks because of the violent beating. Seeing this scene, Bai Gui pursed his mouth as if he was about to cry. Picking up the dagger worn by Xue Yun'er, she continued to poke at the villain she drew.

director's office.

Fury looked at Qian Renkuang and asked, "Are you from the Temple of Angels?"

The rebellious and handsome face suddenly became ferocious. He stroked the scar at the corner of his brow, shook his head without a trace of emotion, and said word by word: "As early as my great-grandfather's generation, our lineage was Expelled from the temple, my father was abolished, my martial spirit was distorted, and I am at odds with the Angel Temple in this life."

The flames of anger burned in the young man's eyes, and the unwillingness and pain infected the two people present after removing the disguise of a smile.

A blue light emerged, and Tang Zangxin stood behind Qian Renkuang. With the blue ripples, the boy calmed down.

"No wonder...you are from the lineage of returning to the ancestors. In the end, you are actually the purest direct descendant, right? You should have known the identity of the old man when you came here, right?" Fury asked with a smile .

Qian Renkuang nodded, and replied: "One of the elders of the Temple of Destiny, and also the teaching elder of the Temple of Destiny, Senior Fu Rui, is also the most unscrupulous profiteer wanted by the Temple of Angels, and every shop door is hung... No dogs allowed... umm..."

Fury's benevolent smile began to break little by little, and at the end he suddenly covered Qian Renkuang's mouth, his face changed wildly, and he jumped out of the window directly.

"Little Bunny, you can just ask Qian Renkuang if you have any questions. As a teacher... I will teach your nephew a lesson. I haven't trained him for a long time."

Fosid: Grandpa, what did I do wrong?
The two looked at each other speechlessly in the office, then lazily lay down on the sofa, took out snacks from the soul guide at the same time, and chatted about each other.

"Hey, Qianrenkuang, what are the Temple of Angels and the Temple of Destiny, and what are the ancestors and martial arts? What are these things?" Tang Zang asked vaguely with a mouthful of snacks.

"You don't even know this? Are you really from the Temple of Destiny?" Qian Renkuang was taken aback. Everyone in the clan knows this, right?
"I'm from the Temple of Destiny? I don't even know how you know? Everyone in the Temple of Destiny is surnamed Tang, right?" Tang Zangxin waved his hands, and was also a little puzzled. Could it be that his parents came from the Temple of Destiny?
"Aside from the Clear Sky School, which other powerful clan would have the surname Tang? The direct line of the Temple of Destiny is named Feng." Qian Ren gave Tang Zangxin a maddened look, did he really think that Tang was a fraudulent surname?

Tang Zangxin had a strange expression on his face. He suddenly remembered what his mother called his father—Brother Feng, maybe his father really came from that place called the Temple of Destiny.He changed his normal posture and sat upright, signaling Qian Renkuang to continue talking.

This guy is really a noob, why did Qian Renkuang play a game and change his career to become a history teacher?
"The Temple of Destiny and the Temple of Angels have been an inheritance since ancient times. Both are phantom souls that change their forms by themselves, but I don't know in which generation they suddenly split into two temples. The people in the Temple of Angels will only awaken the angel spirit, but at that time the two temples Relations are still good."

"Until my great-grandfather's generation, the Temple of Angels was unwilling to only have ability but no rights. The master of the temple of that generation decided to be born to assist the Wuhun Temple, and exiled my great-grandfather in disguise, and charged him with trumped-up charges in my grandfather's generation. Get rid of our lineage."

"My father's martial soul was shattered in his clan competition later on, and when I awakened my martial soul in the main hall, I awakened the only seraph of this generation, but those old guys got scared and beat me up. It cut off my awakening, so my martial spirit only has three wings, and the soul power that should have been born at level [-] is only at level ten."

Qian Renkuang's fists were clenched tightly, his nails were tightly embedded in his flesh, and his eyes turned scarlet. These years seemed to be a history of humiliation. During the process of explaining to Tang Zangxin, he was peeled off bloody again.

The blue light flickered, and Qian Renkuang was interrupted when he was about to unleash his big anger move. He looked at Tang Zangxin who was lying on the sofa speechlessly, and said, "Can you make me angry?"

Tang Zangxin said lazily: "You are too ink-stained, I am too busy to go back to sleep."

Qian Renkuang really wanted to take out his sacred ax to punish him, but he held back, after all, he was in the Tang camp, and he couldn't beat Tang Zangxin.

"Because the source of the two temples is the same bloodline, the clansmen of the two temples with the purest bloodlines will echo each other within a certain range, and there will also be our inexplicable fighting spirit and affection, which is why our bloodline The reason why you have always opposed the war with your Temple of Destiny." Qian Ren spread his hands wildly, he really didn't want to admit that he didn't have any hostility towards this lazy guy in front of him.

"So, I am the direct descendant of the Temple of Destiny?" Tang Zangxin asked.

"I don't know. Our lineage is not a direct lineage. We only have the power of the bloodline because of our ancestors. You may also be a collateral lineage of our ancestors. After all, you don't even have the most basic companion Martial Soul."

"Is this what you're talking about?" A little silver pig appeared in Tang Zan's arms. Paige looked at Qian Renkuang, then stuck his head in his arms and pointed at Qian Renkuang.

Qian Ren's eyelids twitched wildly, pointing at Page and asking, "Is this your companion martial soul?"

Tang Zan answered naturally: "That's right, isn't this randomly generated?"

Qian Renkuang suddenly felt a lot better in his heart, at least we are not a general who rides a pig.

"Don't think about it, you must be a collateral." Qian Renkuang said firmly.

"Your generation's accompanying martial soul is Qilin... how thin your blood is, you can be a pig."

Tang Zangxin's expression became stiff in an instant. He took out a 40-meter-long machete and smashed it to the ground expressionlessly. suckling pig."

Paige...

　happy mid autumn festival duck

　　
　
(End of this chapter)