Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses into Tang San

Chapter 4 Asking for Iron
Back then, if it wasn't for his rough calculation that Buddha's Fury Tang Lian blew up the Tang Sect elder and also blew up the cliff at the same time, how could he suffer the torture he is now.

Now he can be said to be extra cautious in doing things.

If he followed his previous temperament, he would not only treat that old dog Tang Hao as a stranger, but would have to inject some Tang Sect poison on that old guy.

After years of getting along, Xiao Yan, who became more cautious, also discovered the difference in Tang Hao.

A person who drinks heavily all day, once he hits the iron, the big hammer that weighs one hundred catties swings like a tiger.

Even a normal burly man would probably find it difficult to do, but in the hands of that ugly old man like Tang Hao, it is a piece of cake.

There is only one thing that can explain this situation: that is Tang Hao, he is not a simple character.

From the conversations among the villagers, Xiao Yan heard that this world is called the Douluo Continent. Although there is no martial arts, there is something called a martial soul, and everyone has a martial soul, and a small number of people can cultivate it. Become a powerful soul master.

Although Xiao Yan doesn't quite know how powerful this soul master can be cultivated, he can be sure that Tang Hao is very likely to be a powerful soul master, not an ordinary commoner.

If I really poisoned him, I am afraid that I will be the first to be unlucky.

After roasting the rabbit, Xiao Yan stood up and ran down the mountain.

With the success of internal strength, the ghost shadow fan's stalking step is really like a ghost, and his movement is ethereal, even if it is an adult, compared with his speed, it is simply unmatched.

Running all the way home, Xiao Yan first took out two plates and put the roasted rabbits away, and then cut them open with a knife.

Back at the stove, filled two bowls of fragrant rice, and then kindly called out to the room: "Dad, it's time to eat."

He was an adult before time travel, with a mature mind, and he also understood Tang Hao's extraordinaryness, and realized that he might be a powerful person, so it can be said that there is no flaw in his disguise.

And this Tang Hao has become even more useless since he showed that he could cook at the age of two, and never touched the pot again.

After Xiao Yan arranged the rice and finished eating a bowl, the curtain in the inner room was lifted, and a tall figure came out with staggering steps.

This is a middle-aged man who looks about five or sixty years old, but his figure is very tall and burly, but his dress is not flattering.

The torn robe was worn on the body without even a patch on it, revealing the bronzed skin underneath.

His facial features, which were originally fairly straight, were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, his eyes were sleepy, his hair was messed up like a bird's nest, and his beard had not been tidied for countless days.

His eyes were dull and dim. Even though one night had passed, the tangy smell of alcohol on his body still made Xiao Yan feel that if he stayed by his side for a longer time, he would be drunk.

If it wasn't for this Tang Hao who had been by his side since he was a child and said he was his father, Xiao Yan would have thought that this was from his grandpa's generation.

Tang Hao came to the table and sat down, picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and started to eat in big mouthfuls, as if he was not afraid of being hot at all.

And every time Xiao Yan noticed this detail, he was even more sure that Tang Hao must be a powerful soul master.

Seeing Tang Hao put down an empty bowl, Xiao Yan quickly pulled the rice in his own bowl into his mouth, took Tang Hao's bowl, and said with a smile: "Dad, eat slowly, there is still a lot , I’ll serve it to you again.”

If there is no mind reading in this world, absolutely no one can think of it.

Xiao Yan, who seems to be an obedient and well-behaved son, has been thinking in his heart that when he becomes stronger, the first person he will kill is his father who is screaming sweetly at the corner of his mouth.

After Tang Hao finished eating his own rabbit leg, he casually picked up the last rabbit leg from Xiao Yan's plate, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it with relish.

This kind of behavior is enough to see that Tang Hao does not have the slightest love for his children as a father.

Regarding all of this, Xiao Yan did not show any dissatisfaction in his actions, he served Tang Hao's meal deftly, picked up a piece of meat at will, and continued to bury his head in eating.

It's just a rabbit leg, just go to the mountain bag and beat another one in the afternoon.

Now his strength is not strong enough, and his understanding of soul masters in this world is only a little bit.

If the soul master can practice Feitian Dundi, if he just mastered some martial arts skills and showed them off, he would become a clown.

Soon, a large pot of rice and two rabbits entered the stomachs of the two people.

After eating, Tang Hao burped, stuffed the last piece of rabbit meat on the plate into his mouth, and said inarticulately: "If you have work, you can do it first, I will do it in the afternoon, and I will go to sleep for a while. "

Tang Hao's work and rest time is very regular, he sleeps in the morning, builds some farm tools in the afternoon as income, and drinks in the evening.

"Okay, Dad." Xiao Yan nodded.

After eating a full meal, Tang Hao stood up, and he stopped shaking when he walked, and his whole body was a bit more refreshed.

"Father..." Xiao Yan suddenly called out.

Tang Hao stood still, turned his head to look at him, there was obviously a little more anger and impatience in his eyes.

Xiao Yan, who saw everything in his eyes, added a trace of killing intent to Tang Hao's old dog in his heart.

However, he did not show his murderous intentions.

Xiao Yan pointed to a piece of pig iron with a faint black light in the corner and said, "Can this piece of iron be used for me?"

The cultivation of martial arts has almost reached a bottleneck period, and the cultivation of martial arts, if there are no adventures, is more dependent on water grinding kung fu.

However, Xuantian Treasure Records recorded many exquisite hidden weapons, some of these hidden weapons do not need to use internal energy, and some consume very little internal energy.

If he can create some hidden weapons, his combat power will be even stronger.

Once this Tang Hao broke out and wanted to kill himself, he would also have an extra means of self-protection.

The metals that Tang Hao used to make farm tools were all sent by the villagers, and they were all ordinary iron with a lot of impurities, so it was difficult to make sophisticated concealed weapons.

At this time, the piece of pig iron that Xiao Yan was referring to had just been delivered yesterday. To his surprise, this piece of iron ore actually contained a certain amount of iron essence, which was perfect for making hidden weapons.

Tang Hao's eyes shifted to the pig iron: "Huh~ Is there iron essence in it?"

Walked over and looked down, then turned to look at Xiao Yan: "Do you want to be a blacksmith in the future?"

Xiao Yan smirked, and stroked his hair in embarrassment: "Father, you are getting older, in a few years, let me take over the blacksmithing, and I will make farm tools in the future, so you can rest assured Go to sleep."

Oh, the kind that doesn't wake up.

"Blacksmith? Seems to be pretty good too." Tang Hao murmured a little distracted.

(End of this chapter)