Capítulo 115: Tang 3's Dignity
Across the distance, the clan cried out loudly, "Little San, Little San...I'm here!"
Look, this look, this tone!
To be so kind and kind, to be more affectionate and affectionate (it is friendship, not basic love), I don't know how to think the two are "deep feelings and bored" brothers!
Even Meng is still happy for Tang San to have such a friend, "Little San, don't worry about the first spirit ring anymore."
Tang San nodded perfunctorily. It was not all because of the first spirit ring that he hated the other party so much, but started when he was six years old.
If you really want to investigate it, you have to start from the month before Wuhun awakens. At that time, for some reason, he was cultivating Xuan Tian Gong well, and suddenly he fell to the ground with weakness. I felt like I had lost something important, but I just couldn't tell. Since then, there has always been no good thing about the clan.
After a while, Tang San met Flanders and the clan.
Tang San greeted Flander first. Then he glanced at the clan, his face immediately became extremely solemn. He was far away before, but he hasn't noticed it yet. Now, when he comes closer, his hair is almost tied up.
If more than three months ago, the clan was only very strong in his senses, better than everyone in the Shrek Seven Monsters. So now it can be described as dangerous, the other party's aura is restrained but deep as the sea.
With his two-life experience, his instinct tells himself that clan is very dangerous to him, and now he is definitely not an opponent.
"Damn, how could he improve so fast. No, I will be completely thrown away if I continue like this." Tang San clenched his fists in his sleeves, gritted his teeth in his heart.
At the same time, Tang San secretly regretted it. Three months ago, he was decadent for a while after losing to the Huangdou team. Although Yu Xiaogang came to comfort himself every other time, he still failed to come out of the shadow of failure. Looking back on it now, it was a waste of great time for cultivation. If it weren't the case, he might already be level 34. Even the 33rd level was broken yesterday.
Tang San's expression changed, the clan was naturally in his eyes. I thought Tang San would behave like yelling and killing again, but he didn't expect this guy to hold back. Is it because the hatred value is not enough?
The clan pretended to be enthusiastic and said: "Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time!"
"Oh, there are younger brothers and sisters that haven't been seen for a long time." The clan clan looked at Meng still.
To be honest, even though Tang San didn't like the clan, in Meng's view, the clan was at least much better than the master who deceived the world. And the other party directly called his younger siblings, isn't this just saying that he is Tang San's wife?
Thinking of this, Meng is still in a bad mood because of Yu Xiaogang, and suddenly he feels much better.
Meng still smiled faintly: "Oh, hello clan. Last time I heard Teacher Qin Ming said that you were taken away by Dugu Bo, which made everyone worried for a while!"
Zuzong and Meng were still talking and laughing, and Tang San was upset. He is jealous of the clan, but he won't be polite to him. For him, the clan had already snatched his Xiao Wu, and Meng still said that he had to catch it.
did not say hello, pulling Meng still and ran to Yu Xiaogang's residence, making Meng still staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"Mistress, what are you doing! It hurts me." Meng still said.
"Sorry, I still worry too much about the teacher." Tang Sanrou said.
...
Seeing Tang San's jealous look, the clan secretly laughed. It seems that I have nothing to do with Meng at all.
After Flanders left, just when the clan planned to take Zhu Zhuqing in to "visit" Yu Xiaogang.
There was a wild voice from behind, "That blue-haired boy, stop for me."
The clan turned around and saw Tyrone, who was beaten violently by him yesterday, and a majestic middle-aged man.
That was a middle-aged man whose body was one size bigger than Tyrone, staring angrily at the clan. The appearance of this person was almost eighth similar to that of Tyrone, but he looked older, and the clothes on the outside couldn't conceal his swollen muscles. A face of sturdy color.
Clan clan secretly said: "It seems that this stronger Tiehanhan is Tyrone's soul king father Tainuo."
While the clan was looking at each other, Tai Nuo was also looking at the clan. He is muscular, but it doesn't mean that his brain is simple. I marveled that the clan was so young that he could defeat his son.
Appreciation belongs to appreciation, but face is still found. His son Tyrone was kicked in the **** and he was bleeding out of the toilet now. This hatred of his strong king Tainuo must be avenged.
"Blue-haired boy, you beat my precious son?" Tylenol asked abruptly.
The clan released Zhu Zhuqing's hand, and said lightly: "So what?"
"Okay, it turned out that you, a little bastard, beat my son like this. It made him uneasy when he shit." Tylenol searched here for almost a whole day, and finally found the target. He became angry and stretched out his big hand. ~www.mtlnovel.com~ grabbed it directly on the shoulder of the clan.
The clan was prepared for a long time. With spirit power attached to his feet, he easily escaped Tylenol's attack when he was instantaneous. "It seems that you are the iron-hearted daddy next to him."
Tai Nuo proudly said: "Yes, I am the King Tai Nuo. You beat my son like this, shouldn't you give me an account."
Zhu Zhu glanced at Tai Long coldly, "It looks like yesterday was the first thing you were looking for."
Tailong was stunned for a moment, touched the still aching butt, his eyes suddenly showed shame, "Zhuqing, don't get me wrong, it was my dad who saw me holding my butt, so..., but if it was me Grandpa is really here, so it's troublesome."
"So he took off my pants and came to see." Tyrone was embarrassed to say these words, after all, he was too ashamed.
"Please call me Zhu Zhuqing." Zhu Zhuqing said with a cold tone.
Tylenol gave Zhu Zhuqing a sideways look, "Little girl, I think there is something about you in this. He is so lustful, if you didn't seduce my son, he would be beaten so badly? It really is a confession. I learned to hook at such a young age. ...."
Before the words "seduce a man" were spoken, a fist-sized stone hit his face directly. In the bullseye, with the stone falling to the ground, Tylenol's front teeth flew out at the same time.
This is a shuriken throwing technique used by the clan for a long time.
The clan said coldly: "Old guy, keep your mouth clean."
The front teeth were broken, Tylenol spit out **** saliva, and furiously said: "Boy, you are looking for death."
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