The Legend of Haotian in Douluo Continent

"Flanders, Zhao Wuji, three education committee members! Please take care of yourself!"

After packing their luggage, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao walked towards Haotian City, while Ning Fengzhi returned to Qibao City. Yu Xiaogang had no other choice but to return to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. .biquge

The Haotian Sect is very lively now. The streets and alleys are decorated with lights and colorful decorations. After Tang Hao and Tang Xiao put down their luggage, they were invited to go to the meeting hall in the central part of the Haotian Sect.

"Our champion is back!" Tang Ming pointed at the door and said.

Two teenagers appeared outside the door of the meeting hall, looking at Sect Master Tang and the elders.

Haotian Sect has not been so harmonious for a long time.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect is a little different at this time.

"Two dragons didn't come?" Yu Luo Mian asked, "It's getting more and more outrageous!"

At this time, hundreds of disciples had gathered in the meeting hall of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, except Liu Erlong and Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Yuanzhen looked at Yu Xiaogang's portrait and waited silently. He felt as if he was blocked from the outside world.

Yuluo Mian tapped the ground with a cane with a blue electric tyrannosaur tattoo that represented authority, and said, "It was the same last year! Sect Master! What are you waiting for?! That wild boy won't come! It's time for the meeting! "

"What?!" Yu Yuanzhen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yu Luo Mian emphasized again, "It's time for a meeting! Sect Master!"

Yu Yuanzhen said dullly, "No... not this..." Then he stared at Yu Luomian and said, "You said... who is the wild boy!"

Yu Luomian suddenly stood up and hit the blue electric Tyrannosaurus Rex staff hard.

Dragon Fury!

A sudden pressure made Yu Luo Mian's seriousness gradually disappear, and Yu Luo Mian suddenly felt like he was suffocating.

"Young Master Xiaogang is back!"

One of the peripheral disciples shouted.

All the disciples looked back together.

Yu Yuanzhen stopped pressuring Yu Luomian and looked at the young man at the door.

However, the boy did not look like a boy at all, looking sad and haggard.

"Sect Master, I'm back!"

The meeting was just held.

Three days later——

Yu Xiaogang is practicing alone on a mountain peak of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Beside him, there were sudden footsteps that frightened him. Yu Xiaogang turned his head and saw a middle-aged man walking towards him.

"Second uncle." Yu Xiaogang saw Yu Luo Mian and bowed.

Unexpectedly, Yu Luomian glared at Yu Xiaogang and yelled, "Shut up! What level is your soul power now? Do you deserve to call me second uncle?! It's really an embarrassment to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!"

I'm just taking a walk. Get away from me, you an eyesore! "

Yu Luo Mian walked away, and the two disciples following Yu Luo Mian laughed.

"That's right! His mutated useless martial spirit, which is worse than a pig or a dog, really embarrasses the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!"

"Look at how useless he looks! He probably only has this little soul power in his life!"

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists tremblingly.

The first soul skill - fart like thunder - blast the sky and crack the earth with three cannons!

At this time, Luo Sanpao was so fierce that he took a big bite of carrot. A yellow soul ring appeared on his body, and his body expanded even larger than before.

put!

"boom--!"

Luo Sanpao's first soul skill still had some effect. The explosion caused dust to fly on the mountain peak, and the two disciples also fell to the ground.

Yu Luo Mian still stood there, waving his dragon sleeves in front of his nose and looking at Yu Xiaogang in disgust.

"The wings are hardened, Xiaogang. Give them a beating!"

Following Yu Luomian's order, Yu Xiaogang quickly took back Luo Sanpao and endured the beatings from the two disciples.

Luo Sanpao tried hard to break away from Yu Xiaogang, but Yu Xiaogang deliberately pressed it under him and blocked it. Luo Sanpao, who was in his arms, roared until his voice became hoarse and looked at Yu Xiaogang with tears.

"Okay, okay, let him be spared this time, otherwise that damn Yu Yuanzhen will be wordy again." Yu Luo Mian waved his hand, and the two disciples stopped and continued to follow Yu Luo Mian. Far.

Yu Xiaogang slowly got up, knelt on the ground with his head lowered, and kept beating the ground.

Eight years...eight years!

Tears wet the ground.

Luo Sanpao rubbed Yu Xiaogang with tears in his eyes, comforting each other with their physical martial arts spirits.

Yes, eight years... fourteen years old. It’s time to go!

On this day, in the sky of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, clouds kept crashing and thundering, as if they were aggrieved for Yu Xiaogang.

Maybe, I really don't belong here...

Yu Xiaogang took a boat alone and left this place where he was nostalgic and afraid.

But, one day, I will come back!

At the same time, Haotian Sect——

"What?! Tang Hao, you're leaving again? You've only been back for three days..." Tang Ming said.

How long can I stay with Tang Hao? How many years do you have left?

He knew that Tang Hao was used to the life of traveling abroad. Even though he knew that he could not retain Tang Hao, he still wanted to seize these few minutes to talk to Tang Hao more.

Tang Hao sat on the carriage. After saying goodbye to Tang Ming for the last time, he drove the carriage and left the Haotian Sect.