Chapter 213 Are Two Martial Spirits Rare?
However, you still have to shout, who makes me greedy?
Ling Yun bowed helplessly to Tang Xiao and Tang Yuehua and shouted sweetly.
"Tang San has met uncle and aunt."
Tang Yuehua squatted down and hugged Ling Yun tightly into his arms: "Child, you have suffered outside for so many years..."
Ling Yun initially enjoyed the feeling of being held in Tang Yuehua's arms. After all, Tang Yuehua had a very good figure and a concave body, which was no different from Bibidong at all.
So he fully enjoyed the treatment of being treated by Tang Yuehua at this moment.
But two or three minutes later, my body struggled unconsciously.
No, no, right? Is he going to become the first 200,000-year-old soul beast to be suffocated to death?
Ling Yun struggled even more intensely, and he even planned to use his soul power to break free, but if that was the case, he would definitely hurt Tang Yuehua.
Fortunately, Tang Yuehua suddenly realized and let go of Ling Yun with apologetic expression.
Ling Yun was panting with lingering fear, and was almost suffocated to death by Tang Yuehua, the girl.
Although it is said that death under the peony flowers is also romantic, Ling Yun doesn’t want to die so early now.
Immediately afterwards, five more people walked in, and Ling Yun instinctively felt from them that he had a strong hostility towards Tang Hao and him.
Among these five people, one has the strength of a titled Douluo, and four have the strength of a Douluo.
Even at this moment, Tang Chen had already made it clear that Tang Hao did not do anything wrong at that time, but they still believed that Tang Hao had done something wrong.
But what if they are unhappy? Now Tang Chen has already decided that Tang Hao is right, and they can only put their dissatisfaction deep in their hearts.
Tang Hao saw the five people entering the hall and walking to the five people, owing respectfully.
"Tang Hao has seen all the elders."
Although Tang Hao's strength is much higher than these five elders, the five elders are all uncle Tang Hao and respected as elders of Haotian Sect, so Tang Hao had to politely treat him.
"Hmph..." The seventh elder snorted coldly, glared at Tang Hao fiercely, looking deeply disgusted.
The other four elders also turned their heads and did not want to pay attention to Tang Hao. It was clear that these five brothers were disgusted with what Tang Hao did at the time.
Tang Hao was treated like this by the five elders, and he looked guilty.
Although he thought he was right at the time, it was precisely because of himself that Haotian Sect suffered a lot of losses, so that his father was angry to death, and two of the seven elders died in battle.
In this battle, the Seventh Elder's son was killed, which is why the Seventh Elder hated Tang Hao so much.
Even though Tang Chen had already said that Tang Hao did nothing wrong, these five elders would not change their views easily.
Tang Hao could tolerate the attitude of the Seventh Elder, but Ling Yun was quite unhappy.
A mere waste who lived for seventy or eighty years old but was not even named Douluo, was so arrogant, where did he get the courage?
Ling Yun walked up to them happily, looking at them with an innocent expression.
"Father, are they the elders of Haotian Sect you mentioned? They look very strong?
But why did they choose to be a turtle six years ago? And they would have been six years. If they hadn't been back, they wouldn't know how long they would have been."
The turtle shrunk? It actually said that the five of them are turtle shrunk!
The faces of the five elders immediately twitched, and the seventh elder stared at Ling Yun even more viciously and cursed.
"Where did you come from? There is no place for you to talk here. Get out of here!"
After saying that, the Seventh Elder slapped Ling Yun and Tang Hao also noticed his actions and wanted to reach out to stop the Seventh Elder.
At this moment, a sudden burst of laughter came: "Hahaha, the turtle with a head trunk, yes, it's just a turtle with a head trunk, which is very appropriate."
The Seventh Elder immediately felt that he had been imprisoned and could not go forward and push Ling Yun away.
I saw an old man with a tall figure, black hair and black eyes, extremely deep eyes, and endless majesty, stepped into the hall.
Ling Yun vaguely felt the demigod aura emitted from the old man's body, which was dangerous and extremely dangerous.
It is much more dangerous than the Qiandaoliu I encountered in the Spirit Hall some time ago.
He is worthy of being a demigod-level powerful man whose soul power has been transformed into divine power. If he had not been parasitized by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King for decades, he would have been able to officially become the Shura God at this moment!
Tang Hao immediately showed an excited expression on the old man's face when he saw that the old man had a look of excitement and knelt down at the old man like pushing a mountain of gold and jade pillars.
"Grandfather, you are finally back. I didn't expect Hao'er to see you again."
Tang Chen hurriedly walked up and held Tang Hao.
"Good boy, get up quickly, stand up quickly. I already know your affairs. It was your father who was confused at the beginning, and forbearance was never a good way.
If I hadn't been trapped and could have successfully returned to the sect, how could I have been so arrogant in the War Spirit Hall!"
Tang Hao was slowly helped up, and his originally firm and cold face was full of grievance.
After Tang Chen helped Tang Hao up, he looked at Ling Yun. After looking for a long time, he turned to look at Tang Hao.
"Haoer, is this your child? What's the name? He is already at level 15 at the age of six, and he has such a high talent."
Tang Hao pushed Ling Yun to Tang Chen and said with a gentle expression.
"Miss, this is your great-grandfather, call me."
Ling Yun looked at Tang Chen with a pretentious look and bowed to Tang Chen obediently.
"Tang San has met his great-grandfather. He knew at a glance that he was a great hero who stood up to the sky, but he didn't look like big turtles like them."
Ling Yun stood up and looked at Tang Chen with a curious look on his face, pointing his right hand to the five elders beside him.
The five elders were both angry and angry when he was ridiculed, especially the seventh elder, who wanted to slap Ling Yun in the face "duang,duang" just a few times.
But now he was imprisoned by Tang Chen, so he couldn't even blink, so he could only stare at Ling Yun.
Tang Chen raised his hand slightly and stroked Ling Yun's head, and said to him.
"Child, your name is Tang San, right? Great-grandfather will call you mistress from now on. Now let the martial soul out for Great-grandfather to show you."
Ling Yun nodded, and after a moment he asked pretending to be innocent.
"Great-Great-Emperor, are you talking about the martial soul of the left hand or the martial soul of the right hand?"
Tang Chen's expression was stunned at first, but after a little, his eyes were filled with excitement.
"Miss San, do you have two martial souls?"
Ling Yun nodded without comment and said in confusion.
"Is the two martial souls very strange? Are you not?"
After Ling Yun finished speaking, he stretched out his hands. There was only a Haotian Hammer on his left hand, and no soul ring appeared.
On the right hand is a weak blue silver grass, but the first soul ring is the black soul ring.
This scene directly caused everyone present to fall out of their eyes except Tang Hao and Ling Yun.
Chapter completed!