Compared to Tang San, Ji Feng was even more unreliable, shouting loudly at his cheap father, but he didn't have the slightest respect. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Tang San couldn't help but laugh and said, "Xiaofeng, why are you still like this, how can you say that he is also our father?"

Tang San kept preaching, Monsoon pulled his head, and stood with his left ear and right ear, until the curtain of the bedroom door was lifted, and a burly man with a sloppy body and a disheveled beard came out.

This person is the famous Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao, their father, for the sake of his mother, he has been depressed since then, but he has damaged his two sons.

"Dad, it's time to eat" Tang San was very respectful, for a person who had lost his life, the person who raised him was nothing more than very respectful.

Seeing Tang Hao come out, Ji Feng hurriedly took out two bowls and took out two bowls of meat porridge, one bowl of himself and one bowl of Tang San's, otherwise with Tang Hao's confused appearance, he would have eaten too much, and the two of them would have nothing to eat.

Tang San also knows his younger brother, he looks very unreliable, but he still cares about his father very much, although he doesn't let him give a copy, but he can still see it when he covers his father with a quilt at night.

Although Ji Feng didn't despise Tang Hao's depressed appearance, he also knew it very well, but after experiencing the matter of Hades and Tsunade, he understood the pain in his heart, but seeing this guy raising two of his own people, he was very angry in his heart.

The freshly cooked porridge was still very hot, but Tang Hao still drank it directly and walked in slowly, but before entering, he muttered, "Today's porridge is a little salty"

Ji Feng pouted, but Tang San stopped Tang Hao, who was about to walk in, and said, "Dad, can you give me that piece of iron?" Tang San pointed to a piece of black cloth in the corner and said.

Ji Feng knew, this was the beginning of everything in the original book, that fine iron was also Tang San's first hidden weapon, the Sleeve Arrow.

"Oh, it's a piece of fine iron," Tang Hao said in a very flat tone.

Monsoon couldn't help but pout, thinking in his heart, you still disdain this piece of iron, if there are people who know the goods, it will be enough for us to eat for a month, old fellow.

Next, there was a conversation between Tang Hao and Tang San, and it was also the beginning of Tang Hao's beginning to teach Tang San the cloak hammer method, but presumably it was Monsoon who was also her son, so she didn't shy away from it.

But this kind of thing is obviously not something that Ji Feng wants to understand, the two of them were talking, and when Tang Hao kept correcting Tang San's posture, Ji Feng was already holding a big bowl and started drinking porridge.

"Do you understand all this" Tang Hao looked at Tang San and said, the corner of his eyes also turned to the monsoon on the side.

"Hiccup・・・・・ A long and loud belching voice interrupted what Tang San was about to say, Tang Hao was also a little helpless, and Tang San smiled bitterly.

Tang Hao didn't say anything, and walked into the inner room, but he also felt helpless about this little son in his heart, obviously the shouting just now was useless, compared to Tang San, Tang Feng, that is, the guy Monsoon, is simply a child, well, it was originally a child.

"Xiaofeng, you can't listen well, you embarrass my dad like this" Tang San pointed to the bowl that Ji Feng was licking, and said helplessly.

"Huh? What's the horse? Ji Feng looked at Tang San helplessly, his eyes were greatly confused.

Tang San helplessly held his forehead, it seemed that it was difficult to communicate, maybe he would get better when he grew up, how to say that his consciousness was much stronger than him.

didn't say anything more, picked up the bowl on the table, and began to eat, today, it's time to prepare for a big fight, and strive to be able to create your own secret weapon as soon as possible, so that the weapons of that world can appear in this world.

And this guy Monsoon also walked into the house, ran on his bed, lay down, and looked at Tang Hao's snoring with his back to him, Monsoon muttered, "Let's go back to the cage again..."

The Tang Hao in his sleep, the loud snoring paused a little...

Starting the next day, Tang San started his own secret weapon manufacturing business, and Monsoon Black Stone was looking for food everywhere as usual, of course, the current Monsoon was rarely stealing things from the village, and it was not a way to do it for a long time.

And Monsoon, who has been eyeing the mountains behind the village, there is a lot of game, and according to the spiritual power of this world, the taste of those things is also very delicious, Monsoon thought, and there was a trace of saliva on his mouth unconsciously.

The five-year-old monsoon already has a lot of strength at this time, and he is the king of children, and his physique has made a lot of contributions.

Inside the back mountain, Monsoon took out the rope in his arms, but Monsoon knew that he was two pounds, and he didn't dare to go into the depths too much, but he was just playing the autumn wind well on the periphery, grabbing some loopholes in the soil or something, and those hunters who entered the mountain would not care about these peripheral things.

Monsoon began to cut his rope, looking at the excrement of the rabbits around him, and finding some of the rabbits' movements, you must know that rabbits will only believe in the path they have taken, very cunning, of course, if there is danger, they will still turn in the opposite direction.

Dozens of meters of body, in this rarely inhabited hillside is full of traps, just waiting for these rabbits to enter, the monsoon has wasted a lot of strength, around these traps, put down a lot of bait, looking very prepared.

took out a lot of rope left, and the monsoon hung on the tree beside him, and began to wait, of course, the time was still quite long, and he took out the knife in his arms, a piece of wood, and carved it.

Where the animals live, there must be a water source, and Monsoon had this idea, a long stick, plus a homemade fish float, took out a long silk thread from his pocket, this was a very strong thin thread stolen from Tang San's design equipment, which was very suitable for fishing.

When an earthworm was dug up, he sat by the river and started his own food industry, and it was also at this time that the monsoon would rarely be quiet.

In the evening, Monsoon dragged his little arms and legs and ran towards his home, and Tang San was tired for a day, and just happened to see Monsoon, he couldn't help but smile and look at this lively guy.

"Brother, brother," Monsoon began to shout loudly in the distance.

"What's wrong," Tang San asked.

"Brother, come with me quickly"...