Douluo Dalu

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"Fox? What is it?" asked the little dance curiously.

Tang San smiled: "It is a kind of soul beast that is perfect, specifically seduce men."

The little dance stunned and looked at Tang San’s eyes suddenly became a bit weird. In a flash, her emotions suddenly became excited. “You die, dare to say that I am a fox, I want to fight with you.” She said that she had jumped from her bed and rushed toward Tang San.

Other work-studies have long been eccentric about this scene. The fight between the little dance sister and Tang San has long been accustomed to them. If there are two days, they will not play a few times, maybe they will not comfortable.

Early the next morning, when Tang San went to the road, there was a little girl jumping around, wearing the uniform of Notting College, leaving Notting Hill and going to the Holy Spirit Village.

In the past year, for Tang San, it was extremely fulfilling and very satisfying. It broke through the bottleneck of Xuan Tiangong's first weight. Under his hard work, Xuan Tiangong made great progress. . According to his own calculations, the strength of the second mid-segment should have been reached at this time. According to the calculation of the soul force, there should be about 16 to 17 levels.

In the college, there is only one small dance that can be compared with him. Although there is no such thing as seeing the little dance practice, the two are always close to each other when they compare the soul force. Sometimes, Tang San slightly prevails. Sometimes, it will be overtaken by a little dance. Although they are all children, it is inevitable that neither of them will serve anyone.

At the beginning, Xiao Chenyu and Wang Sheng, these senior students, occasionally joined, but with the rapid rise of Tang San and the little dance spirit, no one will bother them again. I would like to ask, who wants to become What is the general existence of sandbags?

Therefore, although the little dance is nominally the boss of all the students of Notting, in fact, when Xiao Chenyu calls Tang San, he will also call a little brother.

Tang San and Xiao Wu learn from each other, and the loss is always more than the victory. The attack methods of the small dance are endless, especially her soft skills, giving people a feeling of a rice cake. If both sides do not rely on the power of the soul ring, Tang San is almost a defeat. Even if you use the soul ring, with the entanglement of the blue silver grass and the paralyzed effect, at most, it is a tie with the small dance.

As for the hidden weapon that Tang San secretly practiced quietly, it was not used in the discussion. One is because the damage of the hidden weapon is too big, it is easy to hurt people. The other is that he hopes to hone himself in the discussion with the little dance. Melee ability. Perhaps it is because the two people have played a good role in promoting each other's sparring. In the battle, they go hand in hand. The teachers of the college have been too lazy to take care of them. In Notting, Tang San and Xiao Wu are still only in the first grade, but they have become famous geniuses in the college.

“How far is it?” Xiaodong looked at it, looked west, and asked.

"It’s coming soon. See the mountain over there? Our holy soul village is at the foot of the mountain." It’s coming home, and Tang’s emotions can’t help but be a little excited. If it’s not for Notting College, it’s necessary to go back at night. The college lives, every day there are teachers to check the room, maybe Tang three early to go home to see his father. I haven't seen you for a year, Dad, are you okay?

Perhaps because of the reason that the previous world was an orphan, this year, Tang San cherished this love.

I touched the twenty-four bridges on the waist, and there were casting hammers, new clothes, and even a few good wines that he brought to his father.

The small mountain village that has lived for six years is already in sight. I don’t know why, there is an inexplicable emotion in Tang’s heart that gradually emerges. If you have to use a sentence to describe it, then he will say that it feels good to have a family. Even this family has only oneself and father.

Soon, the two had already entered the Holy Spirit Village. Tang San’s home was at the head of the village. He raised his finger to the broken sign on the roof. Tang San said to the little dance: “Look, that is my home.”

The family is already in sight, Tang San’s mood has become unconsciously excited, and the pace at his feet has accelerated, and he has come to the doorstep in three steps in three steps.

The door was not closed as he left. This has always been the habit of Tang Yan. After all, he has nothing to steal from the blacksmith shop.

"Dad, I am back." Tang San shouted with excitement.

Xiaowu has never seen the emotions like Tang San. He stood behind him and looked at him curiously. In her impression, Tang San is a very gentle friend. He usually doesn’t have much words, but he always feels so busy. There is always something to do. Only in the discussion with him can he see his serious side. And even if he lost to himself, he never saw him angry or excited.

While screaming, Tang San quickly walked inside.

Everything didn't seem to change. The blacksmith shop was still so chaotic. It was even more chaotic than before he left. The messy things were put on the ground, and the ruined feeling brought him more kindness.

"Oh, Xiaosan, you are back." The gentle voice sounded. Get out of the crowd from the inside.

Seeing him, Tang San could not help but stunned. "Grandpa Jack, you are also, my father?"

Inside, it was the elder Jack of the Holy Spirit Village. He had a bitter smile on his face and handed a piece of paper to Tang San. He said, "Look, this is what your father left. I came to see you in the morning. He originally wanted him to pick you up with me. I didn't expect you to be back."

A trace of nervousness appeared in Tang Sanxin's heart, and quickly took over the paper handed by the old Jack and looked down.

There are only a few simple lines on the paper, and the writing is a bit sloppy, but it is difficult to hide the bold and unrestrained.