After all, no one dared to do such a thing as beating the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall to death except him.

On the mainland, there was once a bard who wrote a poem to describe Tang Hao:

If you want to become an immortal, you want to be born on the ground and go to heaven;

Writing Haotian reads as a day, only the Pope knows how to smoke.

"Chihiro's little doll......" Tang Hao said to himself, picked up the wine bag in his hand, and poured it into his mouth.

The fiery and bitter taste of the ale irritated his mouth and throat, and it was not until the ale was in his stomach that the fragrance and sweetness of the maltose reverberated in his mouth.

He didn't chase and kill Qian Nawei, not because of how kind he was, but because he had long since stopped asking about the world, and in this world, except for his son Tang San, he had nothing to worry about.

As long as it didn't endanger Tang San's life, let alone a member of the same clan who was suffering from Qianxun, even if his own daughter was standing in front of him, Tang Hao wouldn't bother to take a look.

It wasn't until Qian Nawei completely disappeared from sight that Tang Hao got up and moved his muscles, stumbled to the door of Flender's store, and walked in.

As soon as he entered, Flender in the store stood up from his chair, gathered his soul strength, and watched vigilantly at the visitor.

Because he is opening a shop and squeezing customers' money, Flender often lies on the chaise longue with his eyes closed and pretends to be unfathomable, and in order to prevent thieves, he uses his mental power to probe everyone who enters the store all the time.

However, just when Tang Hao came in, his spiritual power passed through Tang Hao's body, but he couldn't detect anything, obviously he was standing at the door, but his spiritual power told him: There is no one here!

If it weren't for the smell of alcohol on Tang Hao's body and the sour smell of not taking a bath for many days, Flender wouldn't have found it at all!

With my seventy-eight-level soul power, I can't detect it, and this person's ability is definitely not below me!

As soon as he thought of this, Flender's palms were a little sweaty.

At this time, Tang Hao's sleepy appearance had disappeared, and he stood there straight without moving, like an iron tower, making people feel that nothing could shake it.

Nine soul rings rose from under his feet, the colors were: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red, after his soul ring was revealed, a huge black hammer appeared behind him, and the hammer was covered with intricate patterns.

As a seventy-eighth-level soul saint, Flender recognized the identity represented by the hammer and soul ring at a glance, and he hurriedly bowed down and saluted with his fists.

"I don't know if Hao Tianmian has arrived, and he has missed the distance, may I ask, what is the matter with the crown coming down here?"

Tang Hao walked up to Flender in a few steps, his lips hummed, and he said a few words.

"Flender, please help me ......"

……

In the evening, after Qian Linjue returned to the dormitory, Oscar and Tang San were already there, the three of them got to know each other, Tang San practiced, Oscar went into the quilt early to sleep, and Qian Linjue sat at the head of the bed to read comics because of the special ability of "sleepless".

At the other end of the college, in the women's dormitory.

Ling Lu and Ning Rongrong were assigned to the same room, originally, one room could sleep three people, Ning Rongrong should live with Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, but she liked to be with Ling Lu very much, so she said to Dai Mubai and asked to arrange herself and Ling Lu in the same dormitory.

After taking a shower, the two girls did not have the habit of starting to practice or sleep very early, and they sat on the same bed in their pajamas.