"Pull Tang Hao's body back, there are a lot of good things on him. ”

The good things in Bibi Dong's mouth naturally refer to the soul bones on Tang Hao's body.

Notting City, Junior Soul Master Academy.

Tang San hugged the quilt and was awakened by nightmares again and again, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Xiao Wu grabbed Tang San's hand, it was very hot.

"Tang San, are you okay?"

Xiao Wu pressed his cold hand against Tang San's forehead, burning very badly.

Not good, Tang San has a fever.

Xiao Wu rolled over and got out of bed, and hurriedly woke up the others in Qishe.

Fortunately, Wang Sheng had a fever not long ago, and there were some local herbs in the dormitory to treat fever. Everyone is a work-study student, so naturally they can't afford too expensive medicine.

They mixed the earth herbs with water and fed them to Tang San.

Tang San's face struggled a little, and his breathing was a little rapid.

"Father!"

Tang San sat up suddenly, startling the others.

"Tang San, are you okay?"

Xiao Wu asked.

Tang San's voice was a little weak.

"Much better. ”

Tang San's fists were clenched tightly, and he dreamed that his father had been killed by the Martial Spirit Palace. And the one who stepped on his father's corpse was that Qin Ming.

No!

It must be fake, how could my father die?

Tang San shook his head like a rattle.

......

At the same time, in the teachers' dormitories.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the note in front of him and squeezed the ring in his hand tightly.

Tang Hao died.

In Bibi Dong's message to Yu Xiaogang, there are only these four simple words.

Under the crown of Haotian, you will still be unable to escape after all! Don't worry, I will definitely treat him as my own son!

Early the next morning, Tang San dragged his sick body to Yu Xiaogang's office.

"Any news of my father?"

A glimmer of hope flashed in Tang San's eyes, but looking at Yu Xiaogang's eyes that were gradually dimming, he guessed the result.

"Where is my father's body?"

Tang San's voice was calm and terrifying, and at this time, he seemed to have turned into a fierce beast.

"It was taken away by the Martial Spirit Palace, it should be for the soul bones on his body. ”

"Martial Spirit Palace!"

Tang San's eyes exuded monstrous hatred.

"This is the ring that your father entrusted me to give you. ”

Yu Xiaogang handed the ring to Tang San.

Tang San's hand trembled a little, but he still took it steadily.

He probed his soul power into the space, and in addition to the cultivation resources piled up into a small mountain, there was also a letter.

Tang San took out the letter.

"Little San, I may not have been there when you read this letter. I regret not fulfilling my responsibilities as a father, but I still have to forgive my father for not telling you everything. Your strength is still too low, and telling you too early will only put you in a dangerous situation. When you have enough strength, the master will naturally tell you everything. ”

The master in Tang Hao's mouth naturally refers to Yu Xiaogang.

Tang San couldn't control his emotions anymore, and tears hit the letter in his hand with big drops.

"Good boy, you must redouble your efforts to cultivate and don't disappoint your father. ”

Yu Xiaogang held Tang San's hand tightly.

"I know, Tang San. ”

Tang San laughed miserably, turned around and left. Every step was difficult, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Yu Xiaogang sighed, such bad news is too big a blow for a child.

Whether Xiao San can survive this hurdle depends on his willpower.

......

"Your Highness, shall we go back to Notting Academy?"

Xiao Chun looked at Qin Ming and spoke.

Qin Ming shook his head.

"There's no need, there's no need to stay there, go back to the Martial Spirit Palace. ”

"Uh..."

Xiao Chun was a little puzzled, he didn't expect Qin Ming to change his mind so quickly.

"Write a letter to Wang Ba and ask him to leave Notting City and come to Wuhun City. Of course, if he doesn't want to, forget it. ”

This is a great gift, the hand-picked appointment of the Son. This sentence is enough to change Wang Ba's ordinary life.

In the Martial Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong looked at the lights of the Holy Son Hall that were lit up again.

"Have you finally decided to come back?"

At the same time, Qin Ming stood in the Hall of the Holy Son, facing the Pope's Palace.

"Mother, I'm back. ”

All the furnishings of the Holy Son Hall were the same as when Qin Ming left, and someone came to clean them every day.

Any furnishings, even the teacups that Qin Ming inadvertently forgot in the window, are still like that.

"His Royal Highness, the Holy Son, Tang San and Xiao Wu have lost their traces in Notting City, and only Yu Xiaogang is left. Please ask for instructions on what to do next. ”

Qin Ming played with the teacup in his hand, all of which was expected by him.

Tang San should understand that he would never let him go.

But what he didn't expect was that Tang San would run so fast.

In that case, how about letting you go for a while.

A nameless paper crane flew outside the house, and Qin Ming grabbed it.

"Qin Ming, I will kill you. ”

The six Juanxiu words, but they couldn't hide the fierce killing intent in them, Qin Ming smiled and pinched them to pieces.

Tang San, I'm waiting for you!

......

Five years later.

Wuhun City, Wuhun Palace.

Qin Ming has changed from a childish child to a heroic teenager.

In the past five years, he has never stopped looking for Tang San. In addition to using the power of the Wuhun Palace, he even founded his own killer organization, Bloody Hand.

But Tang San seemed to have disappeared into this world.

Today, a different message came from the Bloody Hand.

Qin Ming looked at the sky,

Tang San, are you finally willing to give up?

The information showed that a teenager who looked very similar to Tang San appeared in a soul master academy called Shrek Academy.

Bloody hands guessed that it was Tang San, who had disappeared for a long time.

"Your Highness, do you want to do it?"

"No, I don't. ”

Qin Ming shook his head.

"Just keep an eye on them, and get some news to me quickly. ”

In the past five years, Qin Ming finally understood the true meaning of a villain. To be a villain, it is not to kill the protagonist with thunder at the beginning, but to slowly frustrate the protagonist's ambition.

Let him go from a genius to an ordinary person, wouldn't it be more enjoyable to play the protagonist like this.

The current Qin Ming's soul power has broken through the fortieth level and has become a rare genius in the Martial Spirit Hall for a thousand years. Now in the eyes of the soul master of the Martial Soul Palace, Qin Ming is the next Pope of the Martial Soul Palace.

For the upcoming Elite Competition of the Continent's Advanced Soul Master Academy, Qin Ming also had a run-in with the so-called seed players of the Martial Spirit Palace.

But Qin Ming didn't look down on them at all, they were just a bunch of idiots.

He only left Bibi Dong with a word.

Competition, he alone is enough!

But he still accepted Bibi Dong's suggestion, let the seed players of the Wuhun Hall go up in the early stage, and then Qin Ming won the crown in the end.

As a reward for this competition, the Martial Spirit Hall took out five soul bones.

And three of them are from Tang Hao.