Xiao Wu didn't dare to move, she didn't have the legendary arrogant temperament at all, even if her head was pulled, she didn't complain.

Bibi Dong looked at the 100,000-year-old soft bone rabbit that turned into a quail, and said lightly: "If you have anything to say to Tang Hao, just say it now, I'll help you watch this rabbit!" ”

"Great!" Si Ren immediately slapped Xiao Wu away, came to Tang Hao's side, kicked Tang San away, and said with a hippie smile: "Haotian Sect's hope, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, hello!" ”

A flash of brilliance flashed in Tang Hao's numb eyes, and he pinched Si Ren's neck, and the whole person seemed to come to life: "Let my son go!" ”

In the face of the extremely powerful Bibi Dong, Tang Hao didn't have the confidence to hold Si Ren hostage and protect Tang San at the same time, and even, even if he could succeed in holding Si Ren hostage, Tang Hao felt a little incredible.

"Daddy!" Tang San's tears rained down, and it wasn't until this moment that he really felt Tang Hao's heavy fatherly love.

Bibi Dong looked at Si Ren, who was still smiling, and knew that this kid's skin was itchy again, so he didn't reply.

Dugu Bo, who had been hiding in the dark, had a light in his eyes - this scene was finally his turn.

So, Dugu Bo came out of the smoke, took Tang San in his hand, and said with great interest: "If you dare to touch a single hair of His Royal Highness the Holy Son, I will cut off your son's hands and feet!" ”

Bibi Dong glanced at Dugu Bo, and said indifferently: "You seem to want to see Si Ren have an accident?" ”

Blue Silver Grass, carried away, Dugu Bo looked at his nose and nose, and read: "I just cooperated with His Royal Highness the Holy Son to perform." ”

Bibi Dong retracted his gaze, pressed one hand on Xiao Wu's shoulder, and closed his eyes, as if he was not interested in anything.

Tang Hao's right arm was pierced by Bibi Dong's Eternal Creation, and he could only suppress the wound without expanding with all his might, he was ready to die, he just wanted to win a glimmer of life for Tang San, his eyes were full of determination, but now he was a little confused.

Why does it feel like no one cares about this kid? Didn't Bibi Dong leave himself to this kid to deal with?

subconsciously glanced at Si Ren, who was choked by his left hand, and what caught his eye was Si Ren's evil smiling face.

"Don't you want to kill me?" The provocative words squeezed out from between Si Ren's teeth and smashed on Tang Hao's face, crushing the last pride in his heart.

The former God of Killing had long since lost his heart, Tang San's safety had not been settled, and Tang Hao really didn't dare to make a move.

That's how it feels! The corners of Dugu Bo's mouth on the side trembled, and he almost laughed directly, only to feel transparent, comfortable, and fluttering.

If it weren't for Bibi Dong being in front of him, Dugu Bo would have jumped up and cheered.

"Haotian Douluo, might as well listen to what His Highness the Holy Son wants to say first?" Gu You also walked out and handed over a step - he was really afraid that Dugu Bo couldn't help but make the first move.

Tang Hao's left hand loosened, allowing Si Ren to speak normally, and he compromised silently.

"Tsk!" Si Ren pursed his lips dissatisfiedly, but after all, he said patiently: "Our Martial Spirit Hall will give up the blockade of your Haotian Sect and choose to live peacefully with you." ”

"Would you be so kind?!" Tang Hao's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"The price is that you Haotian Sect have to participate in every Soul Master Competition, and you must reach the finals, and have a life-and-death battle with the team of our Martial Soul Palace, until one side dies before you can tell the winner."

The corners of Si Ren's mouth gradually rose: "No matter what the result is, in the next five years, my Martial Spirit Hall can selectively ignore your sins." ”

"Otherwise, your Haotian Sect will not be able to shrink out of the whole turtle, it is really difficult to kill~"

Tang Hao's face was pale, and he was silent.

"However, this is already a mercy to your Haotian Sect, after all, compared to the high-end combat power, the number of Titled Douluo in our Martial Spirit Hall is enough to make Haotian Sect desperate, isn't it?"

Si Ren patted away the left hand that Tang Hao sent at some point, twisted his neck and said: "You can send this 'good news' back to Haotian Sect, the grudge between the Martial Spirit Hall and Haotian Sect starts with you Tang Hao, and it will also be handed over to you Tang Hao to 'end' with his own hands - this Holy Son is so kind!" ”

Tang Hao could already guess what the elders in the sect would choose, and the Martial Spirit Hall had already ripped off Haotian Sect's face and stepped on it on the ground, and they definitely couldn't bear it.

Of course, if it weren't for Tang San in Dugu Bo's hands, Tang Hao wouldn't have been able to bear it.

"Since the Martial Spirit Hall is so confident, then I am also happy to accompany it!" Tang Hao made his own decision.

"The next tournament is four years later, and your Haotian Sect has a chance to appear and familiarize yourself with the competition system, and the real life-and-death battle can start in nine years - the Holy Son will also play." Bibi Dong suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"Huh?"

"Ahhhh Do you still want to make no effort at all about the things you provoked? The group of Titled Douluo in the Hall of Elders won't agree with you! "Bibi Dong doesn't have a good airway.

Si Ren, this kid, increases her workload all day long, and he only cares about playing crazy, and he has no shape.

"Hehe...... Si Ren smiled shyly, knowing that Bibi Dong would help block the group of Titled Douluo, and he didn't care if he was yelled at twice, but suddenly turned his head, pulled down his face and yelled at Dugu Bo: "What are you still doing with other people's sons?" Why don't you hurry up and let him go for me! ”

Dugu Bo's beautiful mood disappeared in an instant, and he threw it away, throwing Tang San to the ground.

Tang Hao glanced at Dugu Bo coldly, silently helped Tang San up, and said in a deep voice, "Can we go?" ”

"Not yet." Si Ren shook his head, pointed to Tang San's belt and said, "I'm very interested in this kind of spatial soul guide. ”

Tang Hao didn't say much, he ripped off Tang San's belt and threw it on the counter that was already full of golden soul coins, completely ignoring Tang San's sad face, and said coldly: "Is there anything else?" ”

"Oh, do you want to bring this 100,000-year-old soul beast?" Si Ren glanced at Xiao Wu, who was pretending to be dead, and asked.

“？” Tang Hao was confused again, he looked at Si Ren's serious face, and couldn't tell what this kid was going to do: "Are you willing to let me take her away?" ”

"Nonsense, of course I don't want to!" Si Ren spread his hands: "I'll ask." ”

"......" Tang Hao didn't say anything, picked up Tang San and left.

Si Ren watched Tang Hao leave with a smile, raised his hand and knocked on the counter, and said to the staff: "Put this 10,000 gold soul coins into this soul guide, and then send someone...... Forget it, you just need to load the money. ”

"Elder Gu, please quietly stuff this soul guide into the work-study dormitory of Notting College, hide it in the latest futon, and then fold the futon."

"Okay." Gu You nodded and responded.

After arranging Tang San's father and son and Haotian Sect, leaving an introduction for Yu Xiaogang, Si Ren did not relax for a moment, rubbed his hands, walked to Xiao Wu and said:

"I spent a lot of money to save you from the evil Haotian Sect? Shouldn't you show it? ”