Chapter 168 The crying Tang 3, Tang Hao is very disappointed
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Xiao Yao Wu Gou
Time went back to the time when Tang Hao led Tang San towards the depths of the Killing City.
At that time, Jiang Ye, Zhu Zhuqing and Hu Liena had already entered the hell road and started to break through.
Tang San, who didn't even participate in the first battle in the Hell Killing Fields, was almost blood sacrificed, but was successfully rescued by the Rakshasa God.
He brought his father, Tang Hao, to the city of killing to settle accounts with the king of killing.
"Xiao San, you must have been in the Killing City for a long time, and you must have experienced a lot of congestion in the Killing Fields of Hell.
You have won many battles! "
Walking on the dim streets of the killing city, Tang Hao turned his head and asked Tang San.
In his opinion, Tang San was the most talented person in the entire Douluo Continent.
Not only can he practice the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, possess twin martial souls, but he can also create his own soul skills.
In Tang Hao's opinion, Tang San's hidden weapons, ghost shadows, and shadows were all created by his son himself.
What a monster to be able to create your own soul skills.
"Dad, I..."
Tang San didn't look very good. After calling him dad, he hesitated and couldn't fart for a long time.
"Mistress, how many times have I told you, grown man, don't be hesitant when speaking. If you have anything to say, just say it directly!"
Tang San spoke hesitantly and hesitantly, which made Tang Hao look unhappy.
A manly man, coquettish, like what he said.
But when he said these words, Tang San lowered his head, looking aggrieved.
He even started wiping away tears.
Seeing Tang San like this, Tang Hao was filled with rage and wanted to slap this little bastard to death.
Think about it, he is a mighty Haotian Douluo, but he has such a son who wipes away tears at every turn and even speaks coquettishly.
His face was dull.
"Also, mistress, can you not speak like a girl, and can you speak like a man?
When you speak, can your voice be less effeminate and don't look embarrassed?
I look disgusting..."
Thinking about it just now, Tang San was speaking coquettishly, and he was still cooing.
Sometimes when talking, he even raised his orchid finger.
Tang Hao had goosebumps all over the floor.
Tang San now is a little more feminine than a real girl.
"Dad, please stop talking, I, wuwu..."
When Tang Hao spoke at this time, he almost shouted angrily.
This roar is bad.
Tang San actually took a step back, trembling all over, squatting on the ground and crying sadly.
"You fucking..."
Seeing Tang San's appearance at this time, Tang Hao couldn't help but curse.
Is this still his Tang Hao's son?
He even suspected that he had mistaken Tang San's gender.
But if you think carefully, there is nothing wrong.
Tang San is his son.
"You, you are going to piss me off to death!"
"Don't tell others when you go out. You are my Haotian Douluo's son. I don't have a sissy son like you!"
Seeing Tang San still squatting on the ground, covering his face with his hands and crying.
.... Tang Hao became furious and kicked him out.
With a bang, Tang San was kicked hundreds of meters away.
Smashed into the pit of the killing city.
A lot of excrement splashed up.
The surrounding area suddenly stank.
"Ah...Dad, save me, I, I can't swim...blah blah blah blah..."
After Tang Hao kicked Tang San away, he originally planned to turn around and leave.
Unexpectedly, Tang San's cry for help was heard at this moment.
He had to stop, shook his sleeves violently, vented the anger in his heart, and sighed:
"Forget it if you drown!"
Tang Hao sighed and had to rush over quickly.
When he arrived in front of the cesspit, he was completely stunned.
In the cesspool, Tang San was struggling desperately, his whole body submerged in the cesspool.
Tang Hao had to use his soul power to rescue Tang San.
After Tang San fell to the ground, he saw that Tang San had just poured a lot of excrement and was not seriously injured.
He looked disgusted and stayed 20 meters away from Tang San.
Let Tang San slowly recover on the ground alone.
At this time, Tang San was covered in daddy, and his nose, eyes, and mouth were filled with daddy.
cough cough...
Tang San coughed several times and vomited out a lot of feces and even daddy.
Seeing this scene, Tang Hao almost couldn't help but vomit.
His expression was extremely ugly, and he set off again, rushing to a place 300 meters away from Tang.
Just watch Tang San not being bullied.
Now, his son has turned into a shitty son.
I don't know how long it took before Tang San cleaned up the dirt on his body and calmed down.
A few days later, Tang Hao was willing to approach Tang San, and took the latter towards the depths of the Killing City again.
"Xiaosan, you haven't answered me yet, how many victories have you achieved in the killing fields of hell!"
While walking, Tang Hao remembered the previous question again and turned his head to ask Tang San.
The killing fields of hell are the real test of life and death.
The reason he sent Tang San in was to give Manager Tang San a real life and death test.
Only in this way can Tang San be transformed, which will be of great help to his future cultivation journey.
"Dad, I..."
But after asking again, Tang San was still hesitant.
Tang Hao was so angry that he suddenly turned around and was about to slap Tang San.
"Dad, why are you so fierce? I said, I said it's not okay?"
Tang San had been on guard for a long time, and the moment Tang Hao turned around, he instinctively moved aside out of fear.
Almost freaked out.
His eyes were red and there were tears in his eyes.
Seeing that Tang San was about to cry again, Tang Hao took a deep breath.
He couldn't help himself a little.
At this moment, he really wanted to slap Tang San to death.
How could he, the mighty Haotian Douluo, have such a timid and ineffective son.
"Say……"
Even though Tang San said he wanted to, he still couldn't fart for a long time.
Tang Hao uttered one word coldly.
He was almost out of control.
"Dad, I didn't even participate in any competition..."
.... Tang San was frightened, and he hesitated to say this.
"what?"
Tang Hao stopped, his eyes widened, he looked at Tang San and said:
"Didn't you come in a long time ago? Why didn't you even participate in one?
What have you been doing? "
Tang Hao didn't expect that Tang San didn't even participate in a competition in the Hell Killing Fields.
It's simply outrageous. Isn't this a waste of all his hard work?
"Dad, don't get excited. It's like this. I originally wanted to participate in the Hell Killing Fields competition.
However, as soon as I signed up and it was almost time for my competition, Jiang Ye won a hundred games.
Then the King of Slaughter appeared and asked everyone present to perform a blood sacrifice.
Originally, your son and I were almost sacrificed to blood, but luckily there was the Rakshasa God! "
At this point, Tang San was already bursting into tears.
He looked at Tang Hao, his face full of tears and aggrieved, and said:
“Dad, luckily the Rakshasa God was there at that time.
If there was no Rakshasa God, you would have no son, oh oh oh..."
At this point, Tang San began to cry sadly again.
He's really unlucky.
He had just entered the killing field of hell and had to participate in the first battle.
He encountered the scene of opening the road to hell through blood sacrifice.
If it weren't for the will of the Rakshasa God left in him, he and Yu Xiaogang would have been sacrificed to blood long ago.
Naturally, Tang Hao told Tang San before about the blood sacrifice and the road to hell.
Otherwise, he has never even participated in a competition in the Hell Killing Fields, so naturally he doesn't know these things.
Tang San was still crying very sadly at this time, and wanted to throw himself down and sob in Tang Hao's arms.
When Tang Hao saw Tang San approaching, he had already guessed what his son was going to do.
He ducked away with a look of disgust.
"Hey……"
Tang Hao sighed and moved two steps to the side.
He shook his head, extremely disappointed with Tang San.
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Xiaoyao Wugou reminds you: remember to collect it after reading it
At that time, Jiang Ye, Zhu Zhuqing and Hu Liena had already entered the hell road and started to break through.
Tang San, who didn't even participate in the first battle in the Hell Killing Fields, was almost blood sacrificed, but was successfully rescued by the Rakshasa God.
He brought his father, Tang Hao, to the city of killing to settle accounts with the king of killing.
"Xiao San, you must have been in the Killing City for a long time, and you must have experienced a lot of congestion in the Killing Fields of Hell.
You have won many battles! "
Walking on the dim streets of the killing city, Tang Hao turned his head and asked Tang San.
In his opinion, Tang San was the most talented person in the entire Douluo Continent.
Not only can he practice the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, possess twin martial souls, but he can also create his own soul skills.
In Tang Hao's opinion, Tang San's hidden weapons, ghost shadows, and shadows were all created by his son himself.
What a monster to be able to create your own soul skills.
"Dad, I..."
Tang San didn't look very good. After calling him dad, he hesitated and couldn't fart for a long time.
"Mistress, how many times have I told you, grown man, don't be hesitant when speaking. If you have anything to say, just say it directly!"
Tang San spoke hesitantly and hesitantly, which made Tang Hao look unhappy.
A manly man, coquettish, like what he said.
But when he said these words, Tang San lowered his head, looking aggrieved.
He even started wiping away tears.
Seeing Tang San like this, Tang Hao was filled with rage and wanted to slap this little bastard to death.
Think about it, he is a mighty Haotian Douluo, but he has such a son who wipes away tears at every turn and even speaks coquettishly.
His face was dull.
"Also, mistress, can you not speak like a girl, and can you speak like a man?
When you speak, can your voice be less effeminate and don't look embarrassed?
I look disgusting..."
Thinking about it just now, Tang San was speaking coquettishly, and he was still cooing.
Sometimes when talking, he even raised his orchid finger.
Tang Hao had goosebumps all over the floor.
Tang San now is a little more feminine than a real girl.
"Dad, please stop talking, I, wuwu..."
When Tang Hao spoke at this time, he almost shouted angrily.
This roar is bad.
Tang San actually took a step back, trembling all over, squatting on the ground and crying sadly.
"You fucking..."
Seeing Tang San's appearance at this time, Tang Hao couldn't help but curse.
Is this still his Tang Hao's son?
He even suspected that he had mistaken Tang San's gender.
But if you think carefully, there is nothing wrong.
Tang San is his son.
"You, you are going to piss me off to death!"
"Don't tell others when you go out. You are my Haotian Douluo's son. I don't have a sissy son like you!"
Seeing Tang San still squatting on the ground, covering his face with his hands and crying.
.... Tang Hao became furious and kicked him out.
With a bang, Tang San was kicked hundreds of meters away.
Smashed into the pit of the killing city.
A lot of excrement splashed up.
The surrounding area suddenly stank.
"Ah...Dad, save me, I, I can't swim...blah blah blah blah..."
After Tang Hao kicked Tang San away, he originally planned to turn around and leave.
Unexpectedly, Tang San's cry for help was heard at this moment.
He had to stop, shook his sleeves violently, vented the anger in his heart, and sighed:
"Forget it if you drown!"
Tang Hao sighed and had to rush over quickly.
When he arrived in front of the cesspit, he was completely stunned.
In the cesspool, Tang San was struggling desperately, his whole body submerged in the cesspool.
Tang Hao had to use his soul power to rescue Tang San.
After Tang San fell to the ground, he saw that Tang San had just poured a lot of excrement and was not seriously injured.
He looked disgusted and stayed 20 meters away from Tang San.
Let Tang San slowly recover on the ground alone.
At this time, Tang San was covered in daddy, and his nose, eyes, and mouth were filled with daddy.
cough cough...
Tang San coughed several times and vomited out a lot of feces and even daddy.
Seeing this scene, Tang Hao almost couldn't help but vomit.
His expression was extremely ugly, and he set off again, rushing to a place 300 meters away from Tang.
Just watch Tang San not being bullied.
Now, his son has turned into a shitty son.
I don't know how long it took before Tang San cleaned up the dirt on his body and calmed down.
A few days later, Tang Hao was willing to approach Tang San, and took the latter towards the depths of the Killing City again.
"Xiaosan, you haven't answered me yet, how many victories have you achieved in the killing fields of hell!"
While walking, Tang Hao remembered the previous question again and turned his head to ask Tang San.
The killing fields of hell are the real test of life and death.
The reason he sent Tang San in was to give Manager Tang San a real life and death test.
Only in this way can Tang San be transformed, which will be of great help to his future cultivation journey.
"Dad, I..."
But after asking again, Tang San was still hesitant.
Tang Hao was so angry that he suddenly turned around and was about to slap Tang San.
"Dad, why are you so fierce? I said, I said it's not okay?"
Tang San had been on guard for a long time, and the moment Tang Hao turned around, he instinctively moved aside out of fear.
Almost freaked out.
His eyes were red and there were tears in his eyes.
Seeing that Tang San was about to cry again, Tang Hao took a deep breath.
He couldn't help himself a little.
At this moment, he really wanted to slap Tang San to death.
How could he, the mighty Haotian Douluo, have such a timid and ineffective son.
"Say……"
Even though Tang San said he wanted to, he still couldn't fart for a long time.
Tang Hao uttered one word coldly.
He was almost out of control.
"Dad, I didn't even participate in any competition..."
.... Tang San was frightened, and he hesitated to say this.
"what?"
Tang Hao stopped, his eyes widened, he looked at Tang San and said:
"Didn't you come in a long time ago? Why didn't you even participate in one?
What have you been doing? "
Tang Hao didn't expect that Tang San didn't even participate in a competition in the Hell Killing Fields.
It's simply outrageous. Isn't this a waste of all his hard work?
"Dad, don't get excited. It's like this. I originally wanted to participate in the Hell Killing Fields competition.
However, as soon as I signed up and it was almost time for my competition, Jiang Ye won a hundred games.
Then the King of Slaughter appeared and asked everyone present to perform a blood sacrifice.
Originally, your son and I were almost sacrificed to blood, but luckily there was the Rakshasa God! "
At this point, Tang San was already bursting into tears.
He looked at Tang Hao, his face full of tears and aggrieved, and said:
“Dad, luckily the Rakshasa God was there at that time.
If there was no Rakshasa God, you would have no son, oh oh oh..."
At this point, Tang San began to cry sadly again.
He's really unlucky.
He had just entered the killing field of hell and had to participate in the first battle.
He encountered the scene of opening the road to hell through blood sacrifice.
If it weren't for the will of the Rakshasa God left in him, he and Yu Xiaogang would have been sacrificed to blood long ago.
Naturally, Tang Hao told Tang San before about the blood sacrifice and the road to hell.
Otherwise, he has never even participated in a competition in the Hell Killing Fields, so naturally he doesn't know these things.
Tang San was still crying very sadly at this time, and wanted to throw himself down and sob in Tang Hao's arms.
When Tang Hao saw Tang San approaching, he had already guessed what his son was going to do.
He ducked away with a look of disgust.
"Hey……"
Tang Hao sighed and moved two steps to the side.
He shook his head, extremely disappointed with Tang San.
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Xiaoyao Wugou reminds you: remember to collect it after reading it
