[Douluo+Jian San] I became a fucking pig's foot

Mi Tang smiled and said, "Aren't you curious what I do with them?"

Tang Hao said, "If you want to say something, you will naturally tell me."

"Second brother really wants to pamper me."

"Doing what you think is worth doing is not called indulgence."

Judging from what has been disclosed so far, Tang Hao also knows that Mi Tang is playing a big game.

He had a hunch—

Mi Tang's actions will definitely change the existing structure of the soul master world.

Even if he can't help, he will support Mi Tang to do it.

As long as she feels that what she is doing is right!

"I want to challenge them and make them submit."

Tang Hao was shocked.

"Soul beasts have a proud personality, let alone a 10-year-old beast. How do you make them surrender?"

Mi Tang said, "First convince with reason. If not convinced, then surrender with strength. If still not convinced - kill him and give him a soul ring for the second martial soul."

"You sound like a little tyrant, aren't you afraid of your second brother mocking you for speaking loudly?"

Mi Tang wrinkled her nose, her expression a little unconvinced.

"I'm just telling the truth. Where did my breath come from? Did you smell my breath when you kissed me?"

Tang Hao looked at her with faint eyes.

"I finally stopped the anger, but you provoke it again. You deserve to be punished!"

By the time they finished their mischief, the Haicheng Festival had just entered its most lively stage.

The weather in Haicheng is humid and warm. Even though it is only February, ordinary people have already changed into thin clothes.

At the time of the grand ceremony, the streets are crowded with tourists, the wide streets are decorated, and various flowers and potted plants are arranged in an orderly manner.

Tang Hao and Mi Tang interlocked with each other to prevent her from being easily swept away by the crowd if she wanted to go up and take a look at anything new she saw.

The blue eyes are full of moisture, the lips are not stained with lipstick but are bright red and full, and the cheeks are slightly pink.

"It's your fault."

My lips are a bit broken.

Tang Hao coughed slightly and tried to look away from her lips.

"Be careful next time."

Mi Tang bought two garlands from the vendor and put them on Tang Haosheng's eyes.

The vendor smiled and complimented, "You two are a perfect match."

The corners of Tang Hao's lips rose imperceptibly, saving the vendor from having to give change.

"Alas, a prodigal."

Two garlands only cost three copper soul coins, so Tang Hao directly gave him one silver soul coin, leaving seven copper soul coins as a tip.

Mi Tang pinned the bright red flower given by the vendor to his ear.

Tang Hao was not annoyed, "So the family still lacks someone to manage money."

"In Jialuo Village, you just said that the money bag is mine." Mi Tang teased with a smile, "I take care of your food, why are you still short of it?"

Tang Hao straightened the wreath she was wearing crookedly.

"Here, take a photo."

Mi Tang took out a novel soul tool, a cuboid about the size of a palm, with a light pink color overall.

This is Mi Tang's experimental product that he has been experimenting with for the past few days. It can draw scenery on a small piece of paper.

There was a soul tool civilization in Douluo Continent, but it was lost due to a disaster.

Today's soul guides are either family heirlooms or dug out from various ruins.

The soul guidance device in Mi Tang's hand was made from the soul guidance device fragments she collected from the black market and combined with the existing soul guidance device formations and materials.

Of course, to a soul master, this is a useless thing.

Tang Hao turned his head and avoided the camera.

"No!"

Let him wear a lei and take a photo with a flower in his ear?

Black history!

Refuse!

"Second brother, dear second brother, take a photo with me."

Mi Tang said soft words, but someone remained motionless.

"Take a picture and let you kiss me."

Mi Tang uses his trump card.

She shook the photographic soul guide in her hand with one hand, and pointed the index finger of her other hand to her lips.

Tang Hao: "..."

What a goblin!

It was not the forest elf in the rumors, but the seductive goblin that he couldn't refuse.

This was Tang Hao's first time taking a photo. Let's not talk about his posture. Anyway, he just had a cold face and stared...

The soul guide is similar to a Polaroid, and you can print out the photo after taking the photo.

"Second brother, you are not taking pictures here. You are clearly going to the execution ground. You can't even smile."

Tang Hao looked at the photos in her hand, where he looked silly and cold, still expressionless.

"Eight times, eight times."

He made an eight sign.

"Yes, yes, I got it, you cheapskate!"

Mi Tang put the photographic soul guide into his arms and taught him how to use it.

"Now you take pictures of me, make them look better."

No matter how you take photos of beautiful people, they always look like a scene. Even if Tang Hao has no photography skills at all, Mi Tang smiles beautifully in the photos, and everyone can be infected by her smile through the photos.Tang Hao secretly washed the one he was most satisfied with and carefully put it away.

Mi Tang once again took photos of the iconic entertainment activities of the festival, as well as many tourists' interactions and the night view of Haicheng.

She developed about a hundred of the most satisfactory photos from hundreds of records, looked through them one by one, and prepared to make a photo album to save.

Tang Hao couldn't understand her fun.

"My dear second brother, memories will fade over time, but taking a photo can freeze the time at that moment. You will have a different understanding when you look it up in the future. This is the meaning of the existence of photos. I can show it to my children in the future, don’t you think it’s fun?”

child?

Tang Hao didn't know what he thought of and blushed a little.

Mi Tang smiled and said, "By the way, let him see how stupid his father was when he was young."

Those photos of Tang Hao are simply typical examples of stupidity!

"You say I'm stupid?"

Mi Tang said fearlessly, "Looking at the photo, you rub your conscience and say - aren't the people in it stupid?"

"Your courage thrives in the wind."

Tang Hao made a sudden attack, and while she was laughing and screaming, he picked her up and put her on his shoulders.

"If there weren't many people, I would have to come to you to collect debts!"

"Second brother, put me down. I admit my mistake. Don't scratch my waist. It's so itchy..."

Silver bell-like laughter blended into the lively atmosphere of the ceremony.

The two had a great time at the Haicheng Festival and didn't go back until midnight.

Mi Tang still wanted Tang Hao to carry him on his back, and the latter was happy to enjoy it.

"Second brother, does Haotian Sect make iron?"

"Although the Haotian Sect's ancestral martial spirit is the Haotian Hammer, I am the only one in the sect who has learned how to forge it."

Mi Tang remembered Tang Hao's forging skills in Jialuo Village and became a little curious.

"Douluo Continent is not very friendly to blacksmiths, why would you want to learn it?"

"It's just out of interest, no special reason."

Relying on his soul power, martial arts and forging talent, Tang Hao became one of the master craftsmen of Douluo Continent while busy practicing.

Forging is very time-consuming and energy-consuming, but Tang Hao is able to take care of both. His soul power cultivation is beyond the reach of outsiders, and he has reached the pinnacle of forging.

This seems incredible to outsiders.

Only Tang Hao knew how much sweat and effort he had put into it.

"Haotian Hammer...it would be a pity not to learn how to forge it..."

Tang Hao smiled and said, "What other ideas do you have?"

"You, you really have never been a householder and don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are."

Tang Hao wondered, "Haotian Sect doesn't have much money, but it's not poor either."

After all, it is also the number one sect in the world. Even if it is not very profitable, it will not go to blacksmithing.

Listening to what Mi Tang means, does he want to persuade Haotian Sect to start a blacksmith shop business?

Mi Tang grabbed the camera soul guide and waved it in front of his eyes.

"No business sense at all."