Douluo: Becoming a god from dreaming

Chapter 29 Yu Xiaogang’s new favorite

Although Tang San didn't show the resentment in his heart, Wang Shenmeng was keenly aware of his unnatural smile and the inadvertently revealed hostility despite trying his best to hide it.

Wang Shenmeng secretly rolled his eyes. Tang San was an otaku in his previous life, but he was not very experienced in the world in this life, so he was still not good at hiding it!

However, he had long known that Tang San didn't want to see him, so he wasn't surprised. Anyway, he had gained a lot of money from the other party, and he was still playing tricks on his mother, so he didn't suffer at all.

Besides, he was about to leave, and he probably wouldn't have much interaction with Tang San in a short period of time. What did it matter whether he disliked him or not?

As for the future, when the strength is strong enough, at least there is no need to worry about Tang Hao, and it will not be too late to slowly concoct this little bastard.

Wang Shenmeng looked around, and although he didn't see Tang Hao, he knew in his heart that the other party must be hiding somewhere, which made him even dare not show any hostility to Tang San, and could only show a smile like a spring breeze.

Otherwise, if Tang Hao knew that he also harbored ill intentions towards Tang San, who knew whether this guy would feel that he was a threat and eliminate him in advance for the sake of his precious son, or for the sake of the sect?

"But if Tang Hao comes to Notting City, wouldn't he have the opportunity to steal the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone?"

Thinking of Tang Hao almost killing himself three months ago, Wang Shenmeng's teeth itch with hatred, and it's not too much to take his wife as revenge, right?

After all, he only lost a leg bone, but he almost lost his life!

Wang Shenmeng had several thoughts in her mind, and finally decided to wait.

Notting City is not far from the Holy Soul Village, and for the Titled Douluo, it is just a blink of an eye.

Being so close, if the Blue Silver Emperor was moved, who knows if Tang Hao would be able to detect it?

It is still necessary to wait for a suitable opportunity. It is best if Tang Hao has no time to think about it and it is not too late to take action.

The three of them were talking, when suddenly a person came out of the academy, saw Wang Shenmeng, and was slightly taken aback: "Why are you still here?"

"Master hello!"

Wang Shenmeng smiled and said hello, but she clearly felt that Yu Xiaogang's attitude towards her was no longer enthusiastic. Not only was there no heat in his eyes, but there was more of a distant look in his eyes.

Yu Xiaogang nodded and said calmly: "I already know about you. The dean also has his own difficulties. Don't hold a grudge. You know, Notting College has no responsibility or obligation to take unnecessary risks for outsiders."

"Hehe, how could I bear a grudge against the dean? This is my own business, and others really have no obligation to take risks for it."

Wang Shenmeng said lightly, half-smiling but not smiling: "Does the master still want to accept me as his disciple?"

"This, this..."

Yu Xiaogang's face froze, and then he recovered calmly: "I think you really don't want to worship me as a teacher, so I can't force it, after all, the melon that is twisted is not sweet."

Yu Xiaogang looked confused for a while, and finally asked a question without giving up: "Tell me the truth, are you a twin martial soul?"

Wang Shenmeng shook his head: "No!"

Yu Xiaogang secretly sighed in his heart. If the twin martial souls were extremely talented, he would be willing to take some risks for it. If he couldn't shamelessly bring back the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, the family might not be able to protect him. As long as he could realize his ideal, Even if you suffer some more grievances, it's still worth it.

But if it's not twin martial souls, but if it's just a seven-color phantom heart butterfly, then it's a test product at best, and it's not worth offending Prince Xue Xing for it.

Yu Xiaogang immediately lost interest in Wang Shenmeng, so he didn't bother to pay too much attention, turned to look at Tang San, and said softly, "Son, are you here to go to school?"

Tang San listened for a while. He didn't know what Wang Shenmeng had committed and was rejected by Notting Academy. In short, he was unlucky, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

He also heard that Wang Shen dreamed of being a teacher, but the master was unwilling to accept him. He also saw that the master had an extraordinary temperament and was a bit independent, so he unconsciously labeled him as a 'senior expert' in his heart.

Moreover, the master's decadent and slovenly temperament and his inadvertent "profundity" reminded him of his loving father Tang Hao, making him feel more cordial and fond of him.

He politely replied: "Yes, I am Tang San, a work-study student from Holy Soul Village. This is my proof."

The master looked at the proof and suddenly trembled. His gaze shifted to Tang San, and he looked him up and down. The familiar hot wolf-like green light that Wang Shenmeng was familiar with appeared in his eyes again.

He tried hard to stay calm, and in order to leave a good impression on Tang San, he treated a country farmer with a kind and gentle attitude for the first time, and said gently to Jack: "Prove it is true, old sir, leave this child to me. "

Old Jack hurriedly said: "Master, then this kid will trouble you. Mistress, follow the master in, but you must be obedient."

Tang San nodded, but didn't speak.

Jack told Tang San a few more words, and Wang Shenmeng waited for him to finish before saying, "Grandpa Jack, please come with me."

"okay."

Old Jack glanced at Tang San again and followed Wang Shenmeng away.

The master lowered his head to look at Tang San, forcing a smile on his face. The muscles on his face were stiff, and his smile was so weird that it was really unflattering.

He looked at Wang Shenmeng's back and asked lightly: "Do you know each other?"

Tang San nodded: "Yes, we come from the same village, and we awakened our martial spirits together."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Son, let me ask you a question. How many martial spirits did Wang Shenmeng awaken at that time?"

Tang San was secretly startled, looked at Yu Xiaogang curiously, and said, "One."

Yu Xiaogang's heart was inexplicably relaxed, as if it should be like this, but he still asked: "There is really only one? Have you seen it clearly?"

Tang San said: "Look clearly, there is indeed only one. His hands were exposed at that time, and no other martial spirits appeared in his palms."

Yu Xiaogang secretly said in his heart: "There is no weapon spirit in the palm, if there is another beast spirit, it will definitely appear with the colorful magic heart butterfly. So he really didn't lie to me, he is not the third twin in a hundred years The martial spirit is just a colorful fantasy heart butterfly martial spirit with no future."

Yu Xiaogang felt a little relieved, and at the same time felt relieved: "That's fine, I don't have to worry about offending Prince Xue Xing for him. Fortunately, I gave up this fake twin martial soul, and in a blink of an eye I gained another real one." Twin Martial Souls, I will definitely not be wrong this time. Open my eyes, I, Yu Xiaogang, finally have a lucky turn."

His eyes were fixed on the words "Blue Silver Grass" and "Innate Soul Power" written on the certificate. His eyes were indescribably hot, like a single man who had been hungry for thirty years and saw a naked beauty. The frightening green light in the beautiful woman's eyes made Tang San feel inexplicably uneasy for a moment, like a little white rabbit falling into the claws of a wolf.

"Let's go in."

Yu Xiaogang showed a stiff smile, took Tang San's hand, and walked into the campus.

In his mind, Tang San was already an adult in his thirties. Being held by a strange man's hand, feeling the wetness in his palm, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He struggled for a while but didn't break free, so he had no choice but to let the other party pull him away, comforting himself in his heart, this senior master has a father-like temperament, it's no big deal to pull his hand away.