novellhall Chapter 121 Tang Hao's Heart Knot
Chapter 121 Tang Hao's Heart Knot
Chapter 121 Tang Hao's Heart Knot
"Xiao San, where can I customize a fine mask in Tiandou City?" Jiang Siming put away the diamond black card and took off the bamboo hat on his head.
A polarized face appeared in front of Tang San.
Tang San looked at Jiang Siming's face that was half angel and half devil, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. At this moment, Jiang Siming's appearance was even more terrifying than before.
After calming down, Tang San looked at Jiang Siming with a half-smile, as if hesitating whether to speak or not.
"Xiao San, do you know or not?" Jiang Siming said with a smile. He didn't know where to go for the time being, so it would be better to stay with Tang San and wait for the task to be completed. Since he decided to stay, he naturally had to do some disguise.
Tang San looked at Jiang Siming and spread his hands and said, "My aunt is very good at disguise, so custom-made masks are no problem for her."
Jiang Siming couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Thinking of how angry Tang Yuehua was when she left just now, Jiang Siming scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Forget it, I'll find a way myself." Jiang Siming thought about it and decided not to bother Tang Yuehua. After all, that woman seemed to dislike him very much, and now he had plenty of money, so he was not afraid of not having a place to make masks.
Outside the house, crows were calling, it was already midnight.
"Brother Siming, how about you and I just make do with each other tonight?" Tang San asked tentatively. After all, when they were in Shrek Academy, Jiang Siming had always insisted on having a room to himself.
"No, no!" Jiang Siming waved his hands. It wasn't that he disliked Tang San, but he just felt weird sleeping with a man.
"Or I'll just sleep here, since your aunt has left anyway. There was such a big commotion just now, and if I go to arrange a room now, it might cause criticism." Jiang Siming explained.
"This!" Tang San scratched his head.
Seeing that Tang San was at a loss, Jiang Siming pushed Tang San out without thinking and lay on the soft bed without any scruples.
The faint fragrance of virgin filled his nose. Jiang Siming did not choose to enter the white space, but instead had a sound sleep.
The next morning, Jiang Siming asked Tang San about Tang Hao's whereabouts.
Tang San did not ask Jiang Siming the reason. In his heart, he completely believed in Jiang Siming.
In the deep valley, in front of the dilapidated hut, a bonfire that had just been extinguished was emitting a thin layer of smoke.
"Has he just left not long ago?" Jiang Siming asked with some confusion.
Jiang Siming looked at the dilapidated cabin in front of him and was about to push open the door when a sound of breaking air came from behind.
The huge Clear Sky Hammer carried an endless domineering aura that made Jiang Siming feel a sense of oppression.
"Chaos Bell! Control of the Bell!" Jiang Siming instantly felt a murderous aura locking onto him, and immediately released the first soul ring of the Chaos Bell, which lit up.
In mid-air, when Tang Hao saw the Chaos Bell released by Jiang Siming, he recognized that the person in front of him was Jiang Siming, but it was too late to stop.
The next moment, the collision between the Clear Sky Hammer and the Chaos Bell produced a huge shock wave. Jiang Siming did not expect Tang Hao to be so ruthless. In addition, he was caught off guard. Jiang Siming was shocked and flew away. He felt a surge of blood in his chest.
Seeing that he was about to hit the hillsides on both sides, Jiang Siming kicked his feet, and a huge deep pit appeared on the hillside. Jiang Siming returned to the wooden house again.
At this time, a man from an iron tower also fell from the sky. It was Tang Hao.
"Uncle Hao." Jiang Siming looked at Tang Hao, who had healthy hands and feet, and nodded secretly in his heart.
After all, in Jiang Siming's mind, Tang Hao's actions were completely unnecessary and did not bring any convenience to Tang San in the Haotian Sect. Although he cured his injuries by accident, this behavior was actually an act of escapism.
"Si Ming!" Tang Hao said a little excitedly. After all, Tang San told him that Jiang Siming might have died on the road to hell.
"Uncle Hao, I haven't seen you for two years, and you're still so strong!" Jiang Siming said politely.
"It was Xiao San who told you that I was here, right?" Tang San was the only one who knew Tang Hao's current residence. He was not too surprised and just sat down on the ground casually.
Jiang Siming looked at the unconventional Tang Hao and smiled, also sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"What's the matter with you looking for me?" Tang Hao said as he lit a bonfire, took out the game he got from hunting from his soul guide, suddenly injected soul power into it, and instantly a wild boar became clean. He simply removed the internal organs and roasted it over the fire.
"The purpose of my visit this time is to ask Uncle Hao how to cultivate the domineering spirit?" Jiang Siming asked sincerely. As for domineering, Jiang Siming was helpless. After all, this was not his style, so he had to ask Tang Hao for advice.
Tang Hao's hand that was stirring the campfire suddenly stopped. He stared at Jiang Siming with his eyes wide open, and after a long moment, he shook his head.
"Neither you nor Xiao San are suitable for my path." Tang Hao said calmly.
"You and Xiao San are cautious by nature, and are not suitable for the path of reckless and domineering. Besides, since ancient times, domineering people are often short-lived. It is better to say that being domineering is the act of a reckless man." Tang Hao said with some self-mockery.
Jiang Siming looked at the frustrated Tang Hao in front of him, feeling somewhat disappointed. At this moment, Tang Hao no longer had the domineering spirit he had in the past.
"Since you are here this time, there is no need for him to make another trip." A gleam of light flashed in Tang Hao's eyes, as if he had made some decision.
Tang Hao took out a map from his arms and handed it to Jiang Siming.
"This is the map of the mountain gate of my Haotian Sect. Xiaosan believes you, so I naturally believe you too. Let Xiaosan trace his roots!" Tang Hao stared at the campfire.
"But please wait for a moment, there are two more things I want you to bring to Xiao San." There was a hint of fluctuation in Tang Hao's words this time, but it was deeply hidden in the cold tone.
Jiang Siming looked at the man in front of him and shook his head. Haotian Douluo, the strongest of the Haotian Sect in the current era, and the two soul bones are also the symbol of Haotian Douluo.
He became famous at a young age and should have been a genius. However, his wife was forced to sacrifice herself and he was seriously injured. The Wuhun Hall was so aggressive that his father was angered to death. He should have become the glory of the sect, but he was kicked out, and the Haotian Sect was closed from then on. Only a poor blacksmith was left with a young child, wandering outside, suffering from hunger and cold.
"Uncle Hao, don't you think this decision is a bit selfish? Even if the soul bone is returned, what will happen?" Jiang Siming said lightly.
Tang Hao, who was grilling meat, suddenly had a gleam in his eyes and looked at Jiang Siming in front of him with some doubt. Jiang Siming actually guessed that he was referring to his two soul bones. These two soul bones were inherited from generation to generation in the Haotian Sect, and ordinary people should not know about them.
After a moment, the gleam in Tang Hao's eyes gradually faded. No matter how Jiang Siming knew, he was a trustworthy person.
"This is what I owe to the sect, I must pay it back! Besides, these two spirit bones are of no use to me now. As for Xiao San." Tang Hao said with a wry smile, and was somewhat silent when talking about Tang San.
"There is nothing wrong with protecting your wife. What's wrong with that? Besides, if Xiao San knew your choice, Uncle Hao, she would probably have a huge aversion to the Haotian Sect. Haotian Douluo is the glory of the Haotian Sect. I think even those who think you did something wrong will always regard you as the glory of Haotian." Jiang Siming said lightly.
Tang Hao remained silent and did not speak.
"Uncle Hao, please think about it carefully! Before going to Haotian Sect, I will bring Xiaosan here." Jiang Siming said without staying.
After a long time.
In the valley, next to an old wooden house, a campfire was gradually dying out, the barbecue had already gone cold, and a man with a bowl was sitting quietly.
(End of this chapter)