Douluo: My dear grandson, come here quickly! Grandpa is a Title Douluo!

Chapter 31 The Famous Ye Tian

Dongjie Embassy Lane.

The temporary residence of the Blue Lightning Overlord Longzong.

"Ahhh!"

Yu Tianheng was sweating profusely, and felt that there were geniuses of the same age standing around him, laughing unscrupulously.

"I'm dying of laughter, Blue Lightning King Eight Sects."

"Hi everyone, I'm the young suzerain Yu Tianheng who has practiced for two and a half years, the eighth martial soul king! Hahaha!"

"What kind of rubbish is Yu Tianheng, and he still wants to challenge the saint, how funny!"

"Stop laughing, stop laughing!!! Ahhh!"

Yu Tianheng shouted angrily.

"You're awake, Tianheng!"

Yu Yuan, who was tall and big, had a face full of pain, and hurried forward.

As the current suzerain of the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect, Yu Yuanzhen already regretted bringing his grandson to Wuhun City looking at his grandson lying on the bed.

Hearing this thick voice, Yu Tianheng calmed down a little, and looked around with confused eyes.

It turned out to be in the bedroom.

Yu Yuan said tremblingly: "Tian Heng, you have been in a coma for two days, you scared me to death."

talking.

Yu Yuanzhen pointed to the blue-haired girl next to him:

"I would like to thank your classmate Ye Lingling. If she hadn't happened to be at the East Street Embassy and used the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Soul to heal your wounds, you don't know when you will be able to wake up."

"No...you're welcome." Ye Lingling lowered her head.

Seeing that his classmate was beside him, and remembering what he said just now, Yu Tianheng was filled with shame and indignation, turned his head to one side, not daring to look directly at Ye Lingling in front of him.

Yu Yuanzhen's voice was deep and deep: "Tianheng, you still have to exercise your mind."

"It's just a brat, but it can make you pass out from anger."

"Don't mention that Ye Tian to me!" Yu Tianheng shouted angrily.

Ye Tian!

You pray! !
Don't let me meet you alone! ! ! !
"Okay, okay." Looking at Yu Tianheng, Yu Yuanzhen nodded with a painful expression on his face.

"Ye Tian...is that him..."

Ye Lingling raised her confused eyes when she heard this name.

The outline of a teenager appeared in her mind.

In front of the window sill, the boy said viciously: "Come in again, and I will squeeze you dry!" '

Thinking of this.

Ye Lingling's face turned red instantly.

... Probably only Ye Tian could be so angry that Yu Tianheng passed out.

……

Dongjie Embassy Lane.

The temporary residence of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Nah, nah, father, I really regret that I didn't attend the banquet."

"When I think of Yu Tianheng becoming a bastard, I want to laugh."

"That scene, hahahaha..."

"Speaking of which, the little guy named Ye Tian is really full of bad water. If you have the opportunity, you must see it."

Ning Rongrong with waist-length hair was clutching her belly, laughing and trembling.

The one who was writing the official document looked up at his little princess, casually threw the pen into the pen case, sighed and shook his head.

"Hey, Rongrong, do you think this is a good thing?"

"Yu Tianheng represents the face of our sect."

"At the banquet in the Purple Bamboo Garden, the sect's forces were completely humiliated in front of the Wuhun Hall."

Ning Rongrong was still grinning from ear to ear, walked behind his father, and helped him lightly rub his shoulders:

"Yu Tianheng at most represents the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Sect, but he doesn't care about our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a wry smile, opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't argue with his little princess.

He just said: "This time we came to Wuhun City and brought a lot of money, all of which is with your Grandpa Chen Xin."

"After all, Wuhun City is known as the number one city in the mainland, and its prosperity is much stronger than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"If it wasn't for the invitation from the Spirit Hall this time, I wouldn't dare to let you come here alone."

"Let's take a good look around, maybe there won't be many opportunities to come in the future."

"I'm not going." Ning Rongrong shook his head:

"This shitty place is not as prosperous as Soto City, where my academy is located."

"The whole street is in tatters, and King Balak is ten thousand times stronger than this."

"Damn..." Ning Fengzhi caught the key words in it, and his heart tightened.

Wuhun Palace has grown stronger year by year over the years.Taxes are also increasing every year.

Such a powerful Wuhun Temple didn't even repair the holy city.

it goes without saying.

The money of Wuhundian is probably spent on armaments and recruiting soul masters.

War... is it coming...

Ning Fengzhi said anxiously.

He immediately patted his forehead.

It's a pity that Haotianzong would rather be a tortoise and cut off his own arm than to carry the banner of resisting the Hall of Spirits.

His Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, although his wealth is astonishing.

But an auxiliary sect is ultimately unable to support itself.

"Ugh."

At this thought, Ning Fengzhi shook his head again and again.

"Father, why are you sighing?"

Ning Rongrong lay on Ning Fengzhi's shoulder, tilted her head and said coquettishly.

"Did Rongrong make you unhappy?"

"Father, do you want me to know more about Wuhundian?"

"I'm going out for a walk, isn't it okay?"

Ning Rongrong's mind couldn't help thinking about it.

Ning Fengzhi was not in the mood to take care of his precious daughter at the moment, so he waved his hand:
"I still have business to deal with, Rongrong, go play first."

"Ok."

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips, and walked out the door dejectedly.

……

"Ye Tian, ​​look at Ye Tian is here."

"He was the one who knocked out the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect Young Sect Master?"

"Then who else?"

"It really breathed a sigh of relief for our Spirit Hall."

Wuhundian Academy.

Just stepped into the school gate.

Ye Tian was watched by the surrounding eyes.

"Brother Ye, a big celebrity! I knew it! You are not an ordinary person!"

On the way to class.

I don't know, from which corner, Tuoba Hong, who got out of the corner, jumped out and appeared in front of Ye Tian.

He looked fierce.

"A promising young man like you deserves to receive such a powerful organization as the Tianlonghui!"

"I've decided, I want to give up the position of the head of the Tianlonghui!"

Tuoba Hong talked while walking, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became.

"With Brother Ye under your leadership, when the time comes, our Tianlonghui will be the golden second generation of Wuhundian!"

"At that time, the Pope will personally crown you and me!"

"That's it now." Ye Tian stopped in his tracks and stared at Tuoba Hong seriously.

"In future battles, I will turn others into green-faced bastards, and you will step forward to resist the beating."

"If you can't bear it, you can lie down and turn around, and let your grandpa come over."

Tuoba Hong scratched his head: "Brother Ye, you can't be called grandpa when you're playing games, right? This is considered an off-court foul and will be sent off."

Before Tuoba Hong could finish speaking, Ye Tian covered his ears and continued to walk forward.

Tuoba Hong became anxious: "Brother Ye, wait for me!"

"Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures."

Tuoba Hong managed to catch up with Ye Tian. Seeing Ye Tian walking towards the classroom, Tuoba Hong stopped him and said:
"Brother Ye, there is no need to go to the classroom, today's theory class is cancelled."

"Today, His Majesty the Pope is inspecting the Wuhundian Academy, and we will definitely give practical lessons."

His Majesty the Pope is very concerned about the students of Wuhundian Academy.

Almost every semester will come to inspect once.

Tuoba Hong, a second grader, has already summed up his experience.

Ye Tian didn't look back.

He doesn't go to the classroom.

The library is also in that direction.

(End of this chapter)