I'm really not strong in Douluo

Chapter 135 Please come out, the grave has been dug! 【two】

On the west side of Holy Soul Village, on the hillside at the head of the village, there are three adobe houses, and a sign hangs on the roof in the middle, with a simple hammer drawn on it, which refers to the identity of a blacksmith in this world.

On the other side, two figures slowly approached on the winding road.

I saw an old man with a cane, following the young man respectfully, a step or two behind him.

Seeing Old Jack's appearance, the villagers he knew did not dare to go up to say hello, but just watched from a distance.

"My lord, although that guy doesn't have a very good temper, the things he makes are very durable. All kinds of ironware in our village are forged by him." Old Jack promised.

"It's not easy to use, no matter what, it's something made by a master craftsman."

Su Xian muttered something to himself, then waved his hands as if nothing had happened, and said:
"What I want to build is just some ordinary things, and ordinary blacksmiths can also make them."

"hey-hey…"

Hearing this, Old Jack smiled and didn't continue to boast.

After all, Su Xian looks like an aristocrat. If Tang Hao can't do it, it will be embarrassing.

"Tang Hao, the old man introduced you to business, come out and meet the guests."

Just arrived in front of Tang Hao's house, without entering the courtyard, Old Jack's angry roar rang out.

In addition to the original anger, the voice seemed to be conveying a layer of meaning, not to mention that this business will be ruined, and it will cause trouble to the upper body.

hiccup~
After a while, there seemed to be some movement in the house.

Then, the door was pushed open with a "creak", and the state of disrepair sounded very creepy.

A figure of a middle-aged man came out, and Su Xian's eyes were also concentrated, looking at the youngest Titled Douluo.

Wearing a torn robe, his solid arms were bronze-colored, his complexion was like yellow wax, and his skin looked very rough. He was holding a flagon in his hand, and his complexion was slightly red under the water of fine wine.

Shaking drunkenly, sleepy eyes, hair disheveled like a bird's nest, the eyes that were sharp and sharp are now cloudy and dull.

The tangy smell of alcohol hit the nostrils, with the sour smell of bad wine, not only Old Jack, but even Su Xian couldn't help frowning.

Looking at Tang Hao, Su Xian couldn't help shaking his head.

The same father and son have completely different attitudes when facing the sacrifice of their lover. Tang San's final success is not without reason.

Just like a martial spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer is too strong and easily broken.

And the blue silver grass is toughness, the wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

Ok?
Sensing something was wrong, Tang Hao's eyes seemed to flash a light, and he stared at Su Xian, as if he felt a little familiar.

Frowning slightly, the drunkenness on his face disappeared in an instant, and a cold look appeared in his eyes.

Seeing that Tang Hao not only refused to entertain, but actually glared at the guests, Old Jack became anxious immediately, and reprimanded, "Tang Hao, this is a big shot from the city, and he came here specially to ask you to make utensils."

Ok?
The cold gaze swept over Old Jack's face, and the latter shuddered suddenly. A huge fear surged in his heart, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

"No customers today, let's go!"

Not paying attention to Jack, Tang Hao stared at Su Xian with a blank expression, and there seemed to be black lingering on his expressionless face, and he roared unceremoniously refusing customers.

After speaking, Tang Hao ignored the two of them, without turning his head, and went straight into the house with a bang.

"Tang Hao, what's wrong with you kid? If you don't eat yourself, a drunkard, can't you earn some money to feed Xiaosan some meat to nourish her body?!"

First he was taken aback, but now his good intentions were trampled under his feet again, Old Jack suddenly became angry and cursed directly.

If it weren't for your family of blacksmiths in the village, and you have children, would the old man be able to bring you business?
Depend on!I'm so blind!
"Village chief, let me talk to him, you go back first."

Seeing the look of old Jack filled with righteous indignation, Su Xian waved his hand and said.

"grown ups…"

Letting Su Xian stay here, old Jack was really afraid that Tang Hao's bad temper would cause trouble, but seeing Su Xian's expression was unquestionable, he couldn't say much.

"Tang Hao, the old man is gone, you should pay attention to this business."

Reminding the room, Old Jack sighed helplessly, and left directly with a cane.

In the yard, it became silent in an instant.

Su Xian was not in a hurry, he found a clean stone and sat down, looking at everything around him with great interest.

Who would have thought that the majestic Haotian Douluo would live in seclusion in such a dilapidated small village back then.

One of the three majestic master craftsmen actually makes money by making shovels and farm tools, drinks the cheapest and cheapest wine, and lives a life that is neither human nor ghost.

such a pity!
Destined not to go all the way, not to go together, or else...

"Senior, do you want to find another place to live in seclusion?" Su Xian couldn't help but ask.

"How did you find this place?"

When the cold voice came, Su Xian's heart trembled, and he quickly turned his head to look over.

I saw that Tang Hao had appeared behind him at some point, his muddy eyes were shining with a cold light, he was full of domineering aura, and seemed to have endless loneliness, which seemed a bit contradictory.

"Something happened at the border, I happened to come here, and I heard senior's name on the way, so I came to have a look." Su Xian replied without blushing.

Hearing this, Tang Hao stared at Su Xian coldly, completely disbelieving what he said.

Notting City was too remote, and he was in the village, so he rarely had contact with other people. Most people would never find this place.

The dignified prince of the empire will not find this place either.

"Young man, I advise you that it is better to leave."

Tang Hao shouted coldly, his body couldn't help exuding a trace of white murderous aura, his face was as cold as a piece of ice.

"Senior, don't worry, I won't reveal your whereabouts. Although Haotianzong supports the Star Luo Empire, we all have a common enemy now, don't you?" Su Xian replied without changing his face.

Hmm~ Talking to people when meeting people, talking nonsense when meeting ghosts, this is a must-have skill for an acting protagonist.

Wuhun Hall! !

Tang Hao's eyes froze, and the past in his heart came to his mind again, his eyes were bloodshot, like a mad lion.

Seeing Tang Hao like this, Su Xian became more and more aware that he should get rid of this guy in front of him, otherwise it would be a great disaster to keep him.

"Senior, I came to you this time with the intention of inviting you out of the mountain. With your prestige, you will definitely be able to deter the Spirit Hall and prevent them from acting recklessly."

Su Xian's expression was "sincere and sincere", and he was righteous and begged earnestly, with a look of righteousness for the people's livelihood of Cathay Pacific, but in his heart he was thinking about how he could kill the other party.

"I'm no longer just asking about the world of soul masters. I'm just an ordinary blacksmith now. You're looking for the wrong person."

Clenching his fists, Tang Hao's eyes glowed, as if thinking of those turbulent years, but finally he shook his head, his face full of loneliness.

So what about Guanghui, what about protecting thousands of people, but still unable to protect her alone!
As old Jack said, he is just a waste now.

(End of this chapter)