Douluo's poisonous milk Douluo

"Well"

Rubbing his eyes, Tang Tang, who had just woken up, yawned and took the phone to look at it.

Time, 19:22 in the evening.

Another day passed. Tang Tang got up, washed up, and looked in the mirror.

Gee, still so handsome and stylish.

After being narcissistic for a while, Tang Tang was ready to go downstairs to eat.

I just ate before going to bed, and now I'm hungry again. I'm really irritated.

Going downstairs, I met a few aunts in the elevator. Tang Tang passed by them and wondered if all these aunts had returned from the square dance. Why was it so early today?

"Hey, this guy came out to eat again," Aunt Li next door said in a low voice.

"I thought he was starving to death. He hasn't been out for three days." Aunt Wang upstairs agreed.

"Don't look for someone like this when looking for a son-in-law in the future. It's bad luck." Aunt Sun next door to Aunt Wang said scornfully.

Listening to the chirping chatter of several aunts behind him, Tang Tang went downstairs expressionlessly. He wanted to reply to them, you know what the hell, I have more than 5000 million fans in my live broadcast room. Did I publicize it everywhere?

It was too late to play live games yesterday, and Tang Tang was still a little awake, so he walked towards the food stall opposite the community in a daze.

He had to settle for filling his stomach first. He hadn't eaten anything all day long and was so hungry that he felt dizzy and felt like he could eat a cow.

Just as Tang Tang was crossing the road, a stone fell from the sky.

Hitting the target, blood flowed all over the floor.

The people at the scene were all going crazy. They were all saying something, but Tang Tang, who was already unconscious, couldn't hear clearly. People all around gathered around him, and they were pointing at Tang Tang. Ordered.

As for Tang Tang, he just felt like his consciousness went dark and he didn't know anything anymore.

Douluo Continent, southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, Fasno Province.

Holy Soul Village, this is a name that makes people confused at first, but after listening carefully, people are shocked and amazed.

In fact, it is the province of Fasno, a very large village south of Notting City with a population of more than 300 households. Well, more than [-] households is considered a very large village.

The reason why it is called Holy Soul Village is because it is said that a soul saint-level boss walked out from here more than a hundred years ago, and it became famous in the surrounding area.

This is also the pride of Saint Soul Village as a whole and their eternal honor.

Outside Holy Soul Village, all you can see is farming land. Vegetables, fruits and grains are produced here and then sold in Notting City. This is how the whole village survives.

It was just dawning, and a faint fish-belly white rose in the distance in the east. On a hill more than a hundred meters high next to the Holy Soul Village, there were already two thin figures at this moment.

They were two children who were only five or six years old. One was sallow and thin, and the other was pink and jade. Although the clothes they wore were very simple, they were cleanly washed.

This is Tang San and Tang Tang.

When he woke up and went downstairs to have a meal, he was met with a terrible disaster. Tang Tang was also helpless. If this person was unlucky, he would be smashed and time-traveled when he went out.

Sorry, I have hundreds of millions of RMB in deposits in my bank card. I don’t know if my parents have withdrawn it or if the bank has defaulted on the money and doesn’t want to give it back.

Ah, broadhead pain.

"Xiaotang, don't be stunned, look east, and follow me." Tang San saw his brother in a daze and couldn't help but pull him up.

Tang Tang felt sad and didn’t want to practice, it’s my money

Tang San ignored him and loved him as much as he wanted. He was his brother, but he was not his father. Thinking of Tang Hao's slovenly appearance, his resentment deepened. Ever since he became sensible, he had been the source of all the food at home. It’s so hard for me to do it.

Alas, no matter how difficult it is, you still have to practice.

He sat down cross-legged on the top of the mountain, staring at the increasingly bright white fish belly in the east. He breathed in slowly through his nose, and then slowly exhaled from his mouth. He inhaled continuously and exhaled slightly, forming a A wonderful cycle.

After a while, Tang San slowly closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath. A stream of white air, like a bolt, came out of his mouth and slowly dissipated with the breeze.

With purple energy in his eyes, Tang San turned to look at his brother next to him, only to see that Tang Tang was already lying on the ground and asleep, with a bubble rising from the tip of his nose, and his face was filled with joy and comfort.

"This boy" Tang San was very helpless. He couldn't break through the Xuantian Kung and his younger brother was still so lazy. How should he live his life at home in the future?

It has been more than five years since I came to this world. I don’t know if it is God’s will. In the previous life, Tang San, who jumped out of the ghost to see the ghosts, is still called Tang San. Tang Tang, who was stoned to death in the previous life, is still called Tang. sugar.

Children of the same age in the village often make fun of their names, but the two of them are very satisfied with their names. After all, they are brought from another world. For the two people who have just come to this world, everything except their names. Everything is strange.

There are six kinds of martial arts recorded in Tang San's Xuantian Baolu, which are the inner skill of Xuan Tian Gong, the hand training method of Xuan Yu Shou, the eye training method of Purple Demon Eyes, the grasping method of empty crane catching dragon, and the light body method of ghost shadow fan. Traces, and how to use concealed weapons.

Tang San, who has been practicing since he was more than one year old, will soon be six years old, and all his martial arts are still at the first level, which is euphemistically called laying the foundation.

In fact, Te Miao couldn't break through no matter what, Tang San burst into tears.

Tang Tang and Tang San's home is on the west side of Holy Soul Village, the most conspicuous location at the head of the village.

The three adobe houses can be said to be the simplest in the entire Holy Soul Village. On the large roof in the middle, there is a broken wooden sign about one meter in diameter with a hammer pattern painted on it.

The most widely represented meaning of the hammer in this world is the blacksmith who forges iron.

That's right, Tang Tang and Tang San's father was a blacksmith, the only blacksmith in the village.

Before he even entered the house, Tang Tang could already smell the aroma of rice, which Tang San made every day before going up the mountain.

Put the rice in the pot first, and then prepare the firewood. When they come back, the rice will be cooked.

As soon as it was time to eat, Tangtang couldn't help it anymore, leaving Tang San alone, he quickly came to the stove and picked up the three large, chipped bowls next to him.

Deng Deng Deng

Three large bowls of porridge were served, and without waiting for Tang San and Tang Hao, he sat down at the table and drank happily.

Of course, rice grains were still as scarce as ever. For Tang Tang and Tang San, who were still in the growth stage, this nutrition was obviously not enough, but there was nothing they could do. Tang Hao used the extra money to drink. What can they do? They are also desperate.

"Dad, it's time to eat."

Tang San was not as rude as Tang Tang. He first shouted towards the back room, then sat down on the table respectfully and waited. In his mind, Tang Hao had to eat first before he could eat. This was polite.

Tang Tang even persuaded Tang San many times about this, "What do you care about that lazy guy Tang Hao?"

But every time Tang San just smiled and said nothing, and would still ask Tang Hao to eat on time the next morning.

In the end, Tang Tang didn't bother to talk about him anymore, he just kept thinking about it in his heart.

Feudal ideas kill people