Fengming Douluo

Starting in the morning, Tang San, Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu had already seen Shenghun Village from a distance in the afternoon.

Tang San said that his home is at the head of the village, and that dilapidated blacksmith's shop is his home.

Tang San said that Ma Hongjun's uncle and grandfather, Old Jack's house was in the center of the village, and he would take Ma Hongjun to visit relatives when he returned.

From a distance, the moment Tang San saw the blacksmith's shop, a feeling of intimacy surged in his heart, his expression was completely different from usual.

Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu on the side were a little surprised. Tang Xiaosan like this is rare.

Looking at the mountain, it was almost dusk when Ma Hongjun and the three came to the Holy Soul Village mentioned by Tang San, and Xiao Wu began to complain that Tang San’s home was too far away, but this did not prevent Tang San from being excited. .

Soon, the three of them had entered the Holy Soul Village. Tang San raised his finger to the blacksmith shop with a hammer pattern hung on the door, and said with a smile to Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu.

"Look, that's my home."

Ma Hongjun suddenly felt a little awe-inspiring, he didn't know why.

I was stunned in the same place, how similar my mentality to the Taoist Sacred Land, who had been so fond of in his previous life, went to the pilgrimage to check in.

Yes, this is the starting point of Douluo World, Ma Hongjun thought in his heart.

The home was already in front of him, Tang San's mood became excited unconsciously, from the step of accelerating under his feet, it was evident that he came to the door of the house in three steps in two steps.

With the mentality of clocking in on a pilgrimage, Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu quietly followed Tang San.

The door was left open, and it seemed that Tang San's father could be seen immediately.

That Haotian Douluo known as the most wasteful in history!

The man who claimed to be the most insulting word Haotian in history!

The man who claims to be the most useless man in history!

The man with the strongest bloodline in history!

The man who claims to be the worst in history!

That man who claims to like to tear down the house!

That man who claimed to have beaten up rubbish in history but was admired by others!

Is he strong?

powerful!

What's the use?

It's useless, because he is useless!

He said he wanted revenge, but who did it in the end?

He said he was going to get back things belonging to own, but what did he do?

Hiding in the dark watching his son grow up.

He said he wanted to make the Martial Soul Palace pay the price, but what did he do?

Demolition of the house, and then quickly escaped away in a desperate manner.

Say he is the youngest Feng Titled Douluo in history, but what has he been doing since he died of his wife?

Drink and wait to die!

Let a child who is not six years old raise him.

Fortunately, Tang Xiaosan was wearing it. If he changed to normal Xiaopeng oil, it would be a matter of whether he would survive.

Said to be the youngest Title Douluo in history, isn't his talent low?

But when he grew up in Tang San, his strength hadn't improved in more than ten years, and even his initial injury hadn't changed. If it weren't for the Blue Silver Emperor's spirit ring, he would have died long ago.

Heh, Ma Hongjun hates Tang Hao very much because of his uselessness.

In Ma Hongjun's eyes, this wimpy man is just a second generation of soul.Far inferior to the masters who are also the second generation of the soul, and their strengths and qualifications are extremely rubbish, and I don't know why the master would regard this useless as an idol.

Although Ma Hongjun did not like the master's handling of feelings, he admired other aspects of the master.

Especially that lovely Luo Sanpao, Ma Hongjun liked it very much, if it were his pet, it would be great.

So he doesn't mind making Luo Sanpao stronger.

But Tang Hao could not admire him if he was a wasteful Ma Hongjun.

Haotian, what a word that people have always respected. This is the name of God that their Chinese sons and daughters have worshipped since ancient times, but they have been used for this useless body.

The blue silver emperor's transformed banshee is also really blind, even blinder than the clown girl who was smashed by him, how could she have been so useless in the first place.

If he could wear it more than ten years earlier, Ma Hongjun would definitely not let the blind Blue Silver Emperor know this silly, and would teach him how to behave.

But now that he was about to see this wimpy man, he suddenly became a little nervous.

After all, this wimpy has a powerful strength that is beyond the reach of Ma Hongjun at present.

powerful! fear!

This is the source of Ma Hongjun's nervousness.

But Ma Hongjun had forgotten that at this time the wimp had gone, he went to implement his so-called plan to get his own things back, and left.

It's been so many years, who can remember all the details in Douluo back then?

Ma Hongjun can only remember now.

"Dad, I'm back."

Tang San shouted excitedly as soon as he entered the door.

Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu had never seen Tang San so excited.

"Oh, Xiaosan, you are back."

A gentle voice sounded, and a person walked out from inside.

Ma Hongjun's body tightened, is this the sound of that wimpy voice?

Isn't it cold?

Why does it sound so kind and kind, like a grandfather who is respected, embraced and caring for others.

Seeing Old Jack coming out of Tang Hao's room, Tang San couldn't help being stunned.

"Grandpa Jack, you are there too, where is my father?"

It was Elder Jack, Ma Hongjun's uncle, who walked out from the inside. With a wry smile on his face, he handed a piece of paper to Tang San.

"Let's take a look, this is what your father left. I came to him in the morning and wanted him to pick you up with me, but I didn't expect you to have come back."

When Ma Hongjun heard the conversation between the two, he relaxed and looked at this kind-eyed, amiable old man with strange eyes.

This is his mother's father, his uncle and grandfather?

Unexpectedly, when he came to Holy Soul Village, he would be the first person he saw.

Ma Hongjun's mother is a very gentle and beautiful rural girl, simple and kind, gentle and beautiful.

Otherwise, he would not give birth to such a handsome son as Ma Hongjun. Although Phoenix has not been ugly since ancient times, as long as Ma Hongjun does not follow the old path, he will be longer and more beautiful, because he is Sacred and beautiful, noble and powerful, Bailing Phoenix coming to Korea.

Looking at the paper that Uncle Ma Hongjun's grandfather handed over, Tang San accepted the letter in his hand, but Tang San's hand trembled a bit, and tears even flickered in his eyes.

At the same time, the whole person was stunned, and the full of joy instantly turned into helpless loss.

"Dad is gone, dad, why are you leaving?" Tang San muttered to himself.

Old Jack looked at Tang San's loss, and smiled bitterly: "Tang Hao, this guy has no signs of leaving. The day before yesterday, I asked him to build farm tools. After he leaves, we will have to find another blacksmith in the future. This guy is really irresponsible."

Ma Hongjun nodded slightly unchecked, agreeing with his uncle's grandfather's words, that wastefulness is so irresponsible, otherwise, which adult would let a child under six years old raise his own thing?

Only this wimpy Tang Yuetian would do such a thing, but it was a pity that Tang Xiaosan missed the wrong fetus and became this wimpy son.

Tang San slowly came back to his senses, "Grandpa Jack, you mean, my father just left in these two days?"

Old Jack looked at Tang San and nodded. "It should have been two days before I left. Xiaosan, don't be sad, it's not worth it for such a father. Let's go with grandpa and go to my house."

"Grandpa Jack, look, why don't you please come back first, Xiaosan has stabilized here, we will visit you again."

Ma Hongjun resisted the urge to recognize his relatives, and said with difficulty, Tang San’s situation is now very serious. Ma Hongjun has seen many orphans in his previous life. As the little Ma of Cultivation World online, he has given many people psychological counseling and he understands very well. Tang San's loneliness and helplessness in his heart now, what he needs most at this time is someone to accompany and talk.

Tang Sanqiang endured tears, nodded gratefully to Ma Hongjun, and nodded to Ma Hongjun's uncle and grandfather.

Old Jack was taken aback for a moment, then he sighed and turned and left the blacksmith's shop.

Ma Hongjun looked at the old Jack's figure walking far, and then reluctantly retracted his gaze.

Tang San was holding the paper book, his body trembling a little, you could see his mood.

"Little San, don't be sad. This parting is for a better reunion next time. You nest, your father may have had some lasting difficulties before leaving. Besides, don't you still have my brother and Xiao Wu? !"

Ma Hongjun almost flashed his tongue, patted Tang San on the shoulder and comforted.

"Little San!"

Xiao Wu also realized Tang San's mood at this time, and shouted softly.

This is the same as when she lost her mother!

"Um!"

Tang Third Stage nodded heavily, carefully folded the letter paper and put it away.

"Little San, Uncle will be back, right? Besides, you still have cute Xiao Wu and Brother Jun!"

Xiao Wu showed her cuteness to the fullest, trying to enlighten Tang San.

"Well, I still have you. Will Xiao Wu be my Little Sister?"

An astonishing brilliance burst out in Tang San's eyes.

"Ah, I, I can be your Big sis." Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes and blushed.

"Yes, Xiaosan, you can't favor one another, I can be your Big Brother too!"

Ma Hongjun blinked and said when he was born.

"No, I was born in January, brother, you and Xiao Wu are more than half a year younger than me." Tang San said.

"That won't work, I'm Xiao Wu sister, and suddenly there is another Big Brother. What do others think?"

Xiao Wu quit, shaking her head.

"Little San, I'm still your senior brother, what is senior brother? It's senior brother, be more kind, remove the teacher, it's brother!"

Ma Hongjun followed his advice.

"this!"

"But you are younger than me!"

Suddenly Tang San didn't know how to answer. It seemed to make sense, but he always felt something was wrong.

"Senior brother is also a elder brother, besides, you and Xiao Wu became brothers and sisters, so you just leave me this senior brother aside, are you embarrassed?"

"As long as you think of me as Big Brother in your heart, it doesn't matter what you call me, you still call Brother Jun or Brother Jun!"

Ma Hongjun said without hesitation.

"Hate!"

Xiao Wu instantly felt that Face was a little unable to get off the stage, and snorted.

Xin said, I think of you as a Big Brother? I am a cash machine, okay?

"Hey-hey!"

Ma Hongjun smiled and touched the tip of his nose.

"Ugh!"

The sadness of Tang Hao's departure was diminished by Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu's rants. Tang San sighed as he turned around and began to clean up the messy room.

Ma Hongjun also helped Tang San tidy up everything in the room.Xindao, since I am a senior, regardless of his age, he is determined to be this handsome brother, not only to be your handsome brother, the future seven monsters must call me handsome brother!

Of course, if you want to do all of this, you must have the strength to suppress the heroes.

But when there is pressure, there are challenges, right?

On the other side, surprisingly, the little rabbit, who was always active and active, remained silent at this time, walked to Tang San and Ma Hongjun, and started to help Tang San put things away with Ma Hongjun. Fresh water was scooped into the water tank outside to help them wipe the dust in the room.

As the sun sets, in front of the blacksmith’s shop, three and a half large figures are sitting side by side. The figure on the left is wearing a round-necked flaming gown, the one in the middle is a round-necked pink gown, and the one on the right is a round-necked azure blue gown. Dao's half-large figure just sat quietly.

The afterglow of the sun fell on them with a faint red glow, as if they were covered in golden red neon clothes.

The girl in the pink dress turned her head and looked at the boy on the right. She put her hands on her own chin, trying to say something, but she finally resisted it.

Instead, it was the boy on the right who spoke, holding a brand new casting hammer in his hand.

"Brother, Xiao Wu, thank you."

"Thank me for what?" the girl named Xiao Wu asked curiously.

Ma Hongjun didn't say anything, he was not an orphan, and he hadn't lost his loved ones, so he couldn't understand this feeling.

It just so happens that he is!

"Thank you for staying with me."

Tang San lowered his head and looked at the ground under his feet. His eyes were a little blurred and a little hazy, but after all, no tears fell.

Xiao Wu chuckled, and pushed Tang San's shoulder once, with great force this time, almost overthrowing Tang San.

"Don't be depressed, your father is only leaving temporarily. One day, you will see each other again. Perhaps, his departure is just to make you grow better and make you stronger. If you continue like this, wouldn't it? Did he fail his pains?"

A wry smile appeared on Tang San's face.

"Perhaps it is, but why didn't he let me see you again. Xiao Wu, did you know that my father is my only relative. Without my father, it is no longer a home."

"But Xiaosan, do you know that you have at least goodbye to your nest, your father's day, but I will never see my grandfather again."

Ma Hongjun said with a low expression, and almost flashed his tongue again. It seems that this has to be changed, otherwise it would be bad if he really said it.

Tang San glanced at Ma Hongjun with a low expression, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Xiao Wu also glanced at Ma Hongjun in a daze, shook her head, and threw her long scorpion braid in front of her.

"Without Dad and Grandpa, you still have my friend. If you have to find a relative, I don't mind being your Big sis. Come on, Sister Xiaowu, come and listen. Everyone calls that way, only you, Xiaosan Is an exception."

This is not good for Xindao. The one who comforted one, now suddenly became two.

They already knew about Ma Hongjun's situation. His parents died early and he was brought up by his grandfather, but it was right for a man to make a promise, so how could they persuade him?

Maybe this is the reason why Ma Hongjun has always wanted to come to Saint Soul Village to find his uncle's grandfather.

One is my father's father and the other is my mother's father. They are both grandpas who are as close as him, and Jack is only sixty years old, much younger than Ma Daochu, and it is enough to be a son.

Seeing Xiao Wu's pretty appearance and the blushing little face illuminated by the setting sun, Tang San couldn't help but smile. When a person's heart is most vulnerable, it is always a very beautiful thing to be accompanied by someone by his side.

"If you are willing to be my Little Sister, I have no objection!" Tang San said.

"Hey! If you are willing to be my Little Brother Little Sister, I am not against it!"

Ma Hongjun said in agreement.

"Don't think about it! I only do Big sis, not Little Sister."

Xiao Wu raised both hands angrily and knocked on the heads of Tang San and Ma Hongjun.

Tang San's body flashed and he had already jumped out, standing three meters away in front of Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu, follow me up the mountain, I'll show you something, brother, you too."

After Tang San finished speaking, people had already taken the lead to run towards the hill where he often practiced.

Xiao Wu stared blankly at Tang San who was running away at a loss.

"Stupid, he wants to give you a baby, so he can't keep up."

Ma Hongjun stunned Xiao Wu, and hurriedly followed.

Xiao Wu was stunned, stomped her feet, and swiftly chased the two of them.

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