Chapter 48 A real man should drink to quench his thirst

Behind you? !

Ye Qiu quickly turned around.

Seeing the figure standing under the tree, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Black shabby robe, messy, sloppy beard and hair.

The sun shone on his face, showing only the vicissitudes of life, and there was not much sparkle in his pupils.

If it wasn't Tang Hao, who else could it be.

"Uncle Tang?!"

Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, his body froze, and he looked at Tang Hao with a strange expression on his face.

But there was some drumming in my heart.

There was no time to think about anything, and the shock on his face turned into curiosity.

He came to Tang Hao at a trot.

It seems that this is confirmed.

He said happily: "Uncle Tang, it's really you!"

"Why are you here? Are you here to see the mistress? He has been missing you very much since you left."

As soon as Ye Qiu got closer, he felt a little uncomfortable and didn't dare to breathe.

The smell of alcohol and sweat mixed together, it was disgusting.

What a stinky man from above.

Ye Qiu's originally cheerful smile couldn't help but become more forced after getting closer.

Tang Hao looked down at Ye Qiu, his cloudy eyes filled with scrutiny.

I also noticed that his smile became 'shaky'.

"Uncle Tang?"

Ye Qiu tilted his head, looking at him strangely as if he was being killed by his neck.

Tang Hao nodded slightly and shook his head.

The wide lips were opened, and the hoarse voice pierced the eardrums.

"I did come to see him, but right now I don't plan to see Xiaosan yet."

"Huh? Why is this?" Ye Qiu looked at him puzzled, and then looked anxious again.

"Xiaosan misses you very much. You don't even know that he is lonely in Holy Soul Village. Fortunately, I am with him."

"Yeah~, fortunately you are with him."

When Tang Hao heard this, he nodded, and as he spoke, he pinched the back of Ye Qiu's neck and lifted him up.

"Ah? Wait. Uncle Tang, what are you doing?"

Ye Qiu lifted his feet off the ground and fluttered vigorously, but he didn't use any soul power.

"It's nothing. I'm asking you to find out how my mistress has been doing these past few years."

Seeing Ye Qiu's funny look, Tang Hao also relaxed a lot.

"I said Uncle Tang, even if this is the case, then you don't have to bring me up! Can't we just have a good chat?"

Ye Qiu looked at him with resentment on his face.

"It's not convenient here."

Tang Hao chuckled, carried Ye Qiu, and flew out to Notting College.

"Wow. Uncle Tang, you can actually fly." Ye Qiu looked at the buildings below, a look of shock flashed across his face.

"Uncle Tang, are you actually a soul master too?!"

"Noisy!"

Tang Hao shouted low, and his speed suddenly increased, like a stream of light, streaking across the sky above Notting City.

"Uncle Tang, please slow down. If you go too fast, my little body can't bear it and it will break."

Ye Qiu was still talking reluctantly.

Feeling the strong wind blowing in front of you, it keeps pouring into your mouth.

He couldn't stop whimpering.

But in his heart, he was thinking about Tang Hao's true purpose.

Why do you want to know if Tang San is doing well? Tang Hao will obviously pay a visit from time to time.

……

Notting City East.

In a small patch of dense forest a few kilometers away.

Ye Qiu had been thrown to the ground by Tang Hao, and was hunched over, panting with his mouth open.

The cold wind poured into my mouth, which made my liver feel cold.

Fortunately, he is strong and feels like that

"Boy, are you practicing this soul master in vain?" Tang Hao sat cross-legged on the grass and said sarcastically to Ye Qiu.

"It's obviously Uncle Tang, but you are too fast."

Ye Qiu cleared his dry throat and sat down on the ground.

After calming down for a while, Ye Qiu opened his bright black eyes and looked at Tang Hao with deep confusion and shock.

Tang Hao took out the wine bottle and took two big gulps.

Alcohol not only relieves his sorrow, but also relieves the pain in his body.

As early as that stop, he was already at the end of his strength.

The injuries inside his body were far worse than they looked.

Sensing Ye Qiu's gaze, Tang Hao raised his eyebrows.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Just fart."

Ye Qiu swallowed and moistened his throat.

He asked tentatively: "Uncle Tang, are you a Titled Douluo?"

"Huh?" Tang Hao glanced at Ye Qiu calmly.

He said calmly: "So what if it is? So what if it's not? Do I need to explain to you?"

"Uh" Ye Qiu choked and scratched his head.

"I'm just curious, since Uncle Tang is a powerful soul master, why would he let the mistress live such a miserable life?"

"Bad days?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's eyes suddenly widened: "Where is the pain? Hasn't it always been like this for so many years? Isn't he still alive and well?!"

Hatred and guilt flashed in his eyes.

Over the years, he is clearly the one who has had the hardest time!

"..."

Ye Qiu seemed to be shocked by his roar.

Staring at him blankly, motionless.

Quite a while.

Seeing that Tang Hao had calmed down, Ye Qiucai asked carefully: "Uncle Tang, what are you doing?"

"Hmph! That's enough. I didn't arrest you just to ask questions!" Tang Hao snorted coldly and stopped communicating.

He raised his head and drank all the wine in the wine bottle, threw it aside casually, and then lay down on the grass.

Covering his eyes with his arms, a hoarse voice came out.

"Tell me, how have you and your mistress been doing over the years?"

Ye Qiu curled his lips.

This guy is really domineering.

It's hard to say much, so I can only write it down in a small notebook.

"Cough cough."

He cleared his throat and began to tell.

Start with admission.

Regarding some aspects of college life, Ye Qiu spoke in general terms.

After all, everyone who goes to school knows it.

It’s nothing more than three points and one line, meeting the same people and repeating some lessons every day.

Ye Qiu focused on Tang Xiaosan's longing for his father.

As well as the dormitory friendship between the two of them, he is often used as a sharpening knife! I often spar with him and practice my fighting skills.

After Ye Qiu's long story, he quickly explained everything clearly.

"Huh~" Ye Qiu exhaled a breath, took out a water bottle from his soul guide, and took a few sips.

"Uncle Tang, I've finished talking. Do you want to have a bite?"

Ye Qiu handed over his kettle.

Tang Hao took his hand off, glanced at it, and lost interest.

He took out another can of wine from somewhere, sat up, and said disdainfully: "Men, you should drink when you are thirsty!"

Ye Qiu's face froze.

Just don't want it, I already hate it to death.

He actually dared to run against me.

As his thoughts flowed, Ye Qiu also smiled shyly.

"Uncle Tang is right! When we get back, I will take the mistress to practice drinking."

"Pfft cough cough"

Tang Hao, who was drinking heavily, almost choked to death from the alcohol.

All the injuries in the body were pulled.

His face looked quite ugly.

Using his strong soul power, he suppressed the surging Qi and blood in his body and snorted coldly.

"You are still young, how can you be considered a man?!"

"Uncle Tang, you are wrong! I always have girls."

Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, his face full of dissatisfaction.

"Okay! I don't want to hear more. Drinking will ruin things anyway." Tang Hao said forcefully, with a slight smile on his face: "You kid is living a good life. You have even solved all the important things in your life."

"Hehe. That's of course. I'm not as sultry as your mistress, and I still claim to be pure and pure." Ye Qiu smiled proudly, with a proud look on his face.

Tang Hao's face darkened, and he felt a little blocked.

"Hmph! I don't know how there can be such a big difference when you two stay together all day long. Forget about the relationship."

"Even the cultivation level is so far behind!"