Douluo's poisonous milk Douluo

Nothing in the night

Early the next morning, before dawn, Tang Tang went to the civilian campus located on the outermost side of Tiandou Royal Academy.

There is no mess as expected, everything is arranged in an orderly manner, and even the ground is so tidy that not even a leaf can be seen.

There are only two buildings in the civilian area, one teaching building and one accommodation building.

These two floors are even left over from the students in the noble area in previous years. There is only one dormitory building, so naturally there is no separate living for men and women.

I just made a simple partition. The dormitory building on the left is for girls, and the dormitory building on the right is for boys.

There is a dormitory below the dormitory building. There is an old man living in it. He lies on a wicker chair all day long and never changes his position. He always has a smile on his face.

"Hi, old man, dormitory manager, where does Xu Yucheng from Class [-], Grade [-] live?" Tang Tang greeted him harshly and asked.

The old man was wearing a black robe with some strange patterns embroidered with gold threads.

But what Tang Tang didn't know was that this kind of robe was not the uniform of Tiandou Royal Academy, but a custom-made robe issued by Wuhun Palace and could only be obtained by soul masters with soul power above level [-].

Generally speaking, this kind of dress is rarely worn by people, and it is more likely to be seen at parties or some events.

But the old man was obviously different. This kind of dress was regarded by him as ordinary clothes, and he wore it every day and night. Anyway, it was distributed by Wuhun Hall for free. If it wore out, he could just go to Wuhun Hall to get it.

The old man's name is Meng Shenji, Chairman of the Education Committee of Tiandou College, Martial Spirit Black Demon, Level 83 Eight-ring Fighting Spirit Douluo, Control System.

Seeing that Meng Shenji didn't speak, Tang Tang wondered if he was asleep and didn't hear. He gently came to Meng Shenji's recliner, leaned over and shouted in Meng Shenji's ear.

"Old man, your house is on fire."

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Before he finished speaking, Meng Shenji slapped him away and hit a big tree outside, making him dizzy.

"What's wrong with Xu Yucheng from the Tiandou campus? If you're here to cause trouble, I advise you to go back quickly." Meng Shenji took out his ears. This kid was really rude. They all kept buzzing.

Tang Tang climbed up from the ground, flicked the dust off his body, and had an angry look on his face. He had been in Douluo Continent for so many years and he had never been beaten before.

"Old man, I'm telling you, you're in trouble." Tang Tang pointed at Meng Shenji, his face cold.

"Oh, I don't care which force you are a disciple of. I'm not afraid of the Tiandou Empire royal family. There's nothing else to be afraid of." Meng Shenji stretched his waist lazily.

The Tiandou royal family is not afraid. Tang Tang blinked. Could it be that he is a titled Douluo?

Ah, what's wrong with Titled Douluo? Can Titled Douluo just hit people at will?

"Prince Xue Qinghe is my eldest brother, so I'm asking if you are afraid." Tang Tang asked loudly.

"I've seen avalanches before, but I'm not like you." Meng Shenji smiled.

The corner of Tang Tang's mouth twitched, mmp, this is really wrong.

"Do you know Haotian Douluo, my father?" Tang Tang moved Tang Hao out. He believed that there was no one in Douluo Continent who didn't know Tang Hao. If there was anyone, they definitely lived in a remote mountainous area and did not have Internet access at home.

"Tch, your father is Tang Hao, so I am still your grandfather." Meng Shenji curled her lips in disdain, bragging without making a draft.

In the night sky, Tang Hao's newly arrived figure paused, "What the hell, you are my youngest son's grandfather, isn't that my father?"

Tang Hao's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He had just arrived from Notting Academy. Tang San was taught by a master, so nothing would happen to him. In addition, Tang San had a relatively calm personality, so he wanted to come to Tiandou Royal Academy to see how his youngest son was doing. So done.

As a result, he heard Meng Shenji's words as soon as he arrived, and he was so angry that his beard became crooked. Tang Hao himself was not a good-tempered person, so it was okay now.

The Clear Sky Hammer, which was as big as a water tank, was held in his hand. The nine soul rings on his body suddenly appeared and fell directly from the sky.

A terrifying pressure fell from the sky, and a breathless and vicious aura hit the door directly. Meng Shenji's expression changed drastically.

"who is it"

The first thing that entered Meng Shenji's eyes were nine soul rings.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

"Title, Title Douluo." Meng Shenji instantly fell down from the wicker chair, looking panicked. How could there be a Title Douluo here? How could it be such a coincidence.

If the opponent's last spirit ring was black, Meng Shen Ji wouldn't be so panicked. It's not like he had never fought Titled Douluo before. This was the Tiandou Royal Academy, the home ground of his Meng Shen Ji.

But the dazzling red 10-year-old soul ring at the bottom frightened him. Anyone on the mainland who could use a 10-year-old soul ring as the ninth ring was synonymous with terror.

The hammer head as big as a water tank was suspended above Mengshenji's head, and Tang Hao's familiar voice came from the hidden black cloak.

"I heard you want to be my dad"

Meng Shenji is about to cry. I am a father and I would not want to be your father. I haven’t lived enough yet.

"Beat me." A faint voice sounded, but it carried an unparalleled domineering air.

"You, you are joking." Meng Shenji looked pale and smiled.

"I'm not kidding you. This joke is not funny at all." Tang Hao said.

"Hey, it's you, daddy." Tang Tang looked at Tang Hao in surprise. Is he going to fight Bibi Dong dressed up like this at night?

"Yeah." Tang Hao responded.

"Dad, this old man just said he wanted to be my grandpa and hit me. Look at the dust all over his body. You haven't even hit me in all these years." Tang Tang complained to Tang Hao with an aggrieved look.

"Yes, I heard it." Tang Hao replied lightly.

Feeling the heavier pressure on his body, Meng Shenji burst into tears. He finally knew who the person in front of him was.

The boy said that Haotian Douluo was his father, and he said that he was the boy's grandfather, while the person in front of him said that he wanted to be his father.

There is no doubt that the person in front of him is the terrifying existence who seriously injured Qian Xunji, the former Pope of Wuhun Palace, with a hammer seven years ago.

The legend on the mainland, Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao.

"Old man, where does Xu Yucheng live?" Tang Tang asked with a smile.

"Left 201." Meng Shenji was frightened.

The only people who can stand in front of Haotian Douluo without changing their expressions are probably the worshipers of Wuhun Palace, and perhaps the current Pope Bibi Dong is one of them.

"You guys can talk to yourself if you have anything to do. I'm going to find someone." Tang Tang disappeared in an instant.

"Your Majesty Haotian, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." Meng Shenji rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

Tang Hao withdrew his martial spirit and said, "I don't need my martial spirit to fight you."

Meng Shenji was stunned. He didn't need a martial spirit. How big of a deal was he? You must know that he was a strong man at the Contra level, and there was not much difference between him and Titled Douluo.

In this case, maybe today I will destroy the myth with my own hands. Meng Shenji looked very proud.

then

The shrill screams of the Meng Shenji rang out from the scene.

It just makes the listener cry when he smells it.