Douluo: Disaster Poison Body, revenge Qian Renxue at the beginning

Chapter 20 Tang Hao's anger, Xue Qinghe, I must kill you!

In the courtyard.

"Dai Mubai and the others have left?"

"Have you met the master for the last time?"

Ning Fengzhi sipped her tea and looked at her daughter with some confusion.

Coming from her mouth, it certainly couldn't be a lie.

In other words, several members of Shrek have successfully rescued Yu Xiaogang and left.

During this period, the soldiers of the Tiandou Empire were patrolling and searching very strangely, probably because of this incident.

However, there was something Ning Fengzhi couldn't understand.

How did the Shrek people successfully rescue Yu Xiaogang from Xue Qinghe and those titled Douluo.

Even if he went out at night, this shouldn't be the result. With such success, what on earth is Xue Qinghe doing?
Ning Rongrong nodded hesitantly: "That's indeed what they told me."

"However, in the end I felt guilty and did not meet the master directly."

Ning Fengzhi decided not to think about this kind of thing anymore, shook his head and replied: "Since they are rescued, it is a good thing. I hope they can be more careful in the future and don't fall into Xue Qinghe's hands again."

"Judging from His Royal Highness's current iron-blooded tactics, it won't be a good thing."

Although Ning Fengzhi didn't know the core content of the Tiandou Empire's great mobilization, he did know a little bit about it.

No need to think about it, it must be something that only the current true Lord of Heaven Dou can do.

And its ultimate goal is to form a more powerful Tiandou Empire so that it can compete with Wuhun Palace.

Coupled with the olive branch extended earlier, Ning Fengzhi became a little hesitant about Xue Qinghe's invitation.

Now it is almost impossible to restore the Qibao Glazed Sect alone. If you want to rectify the name of the sect, the best way is to rely on a powerful force.

Tiandou Empire is a pretty good candidate.

In addition, the Qibao Glazed Sect and the Tiandou Empire had a close relationship before, which could also make the alliance smoother.

However, Ning Fengzhi always felt a little uneasy in his mind.

He still couldn't afford the bet, so he bet on the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Looking at it from a businessman's perspective, Ning Fengzhi believed that he wanted to embark on a path with the least loss.

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi felt a headache.

Simply wait and see for a while.

The imperial capital, Yuexuan.

"Master Xuan, you haven't eaten for several days, please eat something."

Outside the door, the disciples in Jiexuanli were holding jade plates and begging bitterly.

Ever since the news of Tang San's death reached the ears of the Pavilion Master Tang Yuehua, she had been staying shut in the house, without water all day long, and everyone was worried about the body of the Pavilion Master.

If she collapses, it means Yuexuan's collapse.

In the room, Tang Yuehua was lying on the table with a haggard face, and there were piles of tear-stained handkerchiefs next to him.

Tang San was dead, and the news came like a bolt from the blue. If he had died elsewhere, Tang Yuehua could only mourn.

After a moment of silence, it passed.

But this time is different.

Tang San died at the hands of the Tiandou royal family.

That was almost equivalent to San'er dying right under his nose!

Upon hearing Tang San's death, Tang Yuehua felt his eyes darken, and his whole body was completely drained of energy.

She felt extremely painful, Tang San was his closest relative, but now he died so inexplicably. Moreover, she had no means to resist Tang San's death.

Even if he knew that the other party would die at the hands of the Tiandou Empire, Tang Yuehua was powerless.

She was born unable to practice, and she was a woman. How could she have much effect on this overall situation?
During this period, she also sent a message to Tang Hao, hoping that the former Haotian Douluo could come.
But that being said, today's Tang Hao has lost the charm he had back then.

Tang Yuehua opened her eyes exhausted, her slender figure staggered to the door, and whispered in a low voice: "You all should leave, I don't need it."

"Master Xuan!"

After hearing Tang Yuehua's voice outside, he suddenly became excited.

During this period of time, Tang Yuehua had been locking himself in the room, which made everyone panic and uneasy. Everyone was worried, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

Tang Yuehua could be heard speaking now, but his first sentence was to ask them to leave. How could they accept it.

Soon, a disciple pushed everyone aside and walked to the door: "Everyone, get out of the way. I will persuade Master Xuan."

She looked at the door and shouted loudly to the door: "Master Xuan, Haotian Douluo is here! He is at the door of Yuexuan now, waiting for you to pass by!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of Tang Yuehua's room suddenly opened. Her haggard appearance made all the disciples feel extremely distressed.

She forced herself to raise her spirits and said, "Take me there."

"Master Xuan, please be careful."

Outside Yuexuan, a man whose scrawls looked like a tramp was standing at the door wearing a black cloak.
He was missing an arm and a leg and would not leave him no matter what.

"Hey, old man, I gave you the money, so you should be more sensible."

Tang Hao said nothing, just looked closely at Yuexuan's door.

Others got a little more angry: "You old beggar, you are so unreasonable. Don't tell me that we are bullying the old and the weak."

The companion on the side poked his spine: "You should say less."

Unexpectedly, the man got angry: "What? Why don't you stop talking about a shameless old beggar?"

"That's Haotian Douluo"

"What's wrong with Haotian Douluo? He has a big face." The voice stopped abruptly.

Haotian Douluo?

That was a terrifying existence that was once famous throughout the continent, but now it has become like this.

Tang Yuehua hurried out from the door. She looked at Tang Hao's nose and almost cried.

"Brother Hao, come in and sit down."

Tang Hao stood there and shook his head, looking directly at Tang Yuehua under his black robe, and asked in a trembling voice: "Yuehua, I have no other intention in coming this time."

"I just want to know, is my son really dead?"

When he asked, Tang Hao's voice was trembling.

He looked at Tang Yuehua's changes. Although she did not give a formal answer, her sad look and her tearful nod were nothing short of confirming Tang Hao's thoughts.

His son was really dead.

Tang Hao felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He stood there at a loss. Finally, he roared in a low voice like a beast and asked: "San'er, who was killed by him?"

He placed all his hopes on his son, but now he was suddenly informed of his death.

Tang Hao's world full of hope was now filled with endless despair.

Tang Yuehua's lips moved slightly: "Xue Qinghe is now the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire."

Tang Hao remained motionless, but the killing intent in his heart was already there, and his eyes were covered with overwhelming hatred.

Xue Qinghe, I must kill you!

(End of this chapter)