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Chapter 39 Why are there always tears in your eyes? [Please vote and read]

Douluo World.

Lu Xian stepped out of the portal, and the rustling of cold raindrops hit his skin, sobering him up instantly.

"After going out, the rain has become much lighter. It looks like it will stop soon..."

Lu Xian opened his soul power shield to block the falling rain, yawned, and walked towards the hut, intending to catch up on his sleep.

It was pitch black in the middle of the night, but from afar one could see a dim light coming from the thatched cottage, swaying in the occasional night breeze.

It seems that the candle I left behind when I left has not burned out yet.

The hut was still the same hut, but the difference was that at the door of the hut there was a burly figure wearing a tattered black cloak. He just folded his arms, leaned against the wooden wall outside the hut, lowered his head and said nothing.

He is pretending to be cool, thinking he is very powerful and has the demeanor of a master, but in fact he is just an idiot.

When Lu Xian saw the figure outside the hut, he paused and came to this idea.

Then he took another leisurely step forward, his originally lazy eyes gradually narrowing slightly.

There seems to be only one person in the whole Douluo series who is dressed like this, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.

Lu Xian originally wanted to prevent Tang Hao from attacking him, so he bought a lot of things in the world of Zhutian in advance to deal with it.

However, when Tang Hao really appeared here, he was still somewhat disgusted by his shameless character.

I can only say that they are worthy of being members of the Tang family. They are all birds of a feather. After beating the younger ones, the older ones come instead. They directly bully the younger ones and are shameless.

However, Lu Xian is not afraid. If it doesn't work, he can still ask for help in the group.

If Tang Hao attacked from the dark, Lu Xian might be wary of him, but if he confronted him head-on like he is now, he would have to say sorry.

Face it head on!
He, Lu Xian, had no idea how to write the word "lose"!
Lu Xian stopped more than ten meters away from the cloaked figure, and an indifferent voice sounded in the rustling rain, "Where are the people inside?"

"Knocked them out, I don't even bother to take their lives."

The cloaked figure raised his head, revealing a middle-aged face with unshaven beard, and said in a deep and deep voice: "I'm waiting for you."

"Wait for me to kill you?"

Lu Xian responded with a sneer, raised his hand and clenched it, his martial soul wolf tooth steel needle sword already appeared in his palm, and three platinum soul rings rotated from the top of his head and slowly fell down.

"Take my dog life?" Tang Hao's eyes showed a hint of mockery. A three-ringed Soul Master actually had the audacity to say that he wanted to take the life of a Titled Douluo like him. He was truly ignorant and fearless.

Yes, this little kid doesn’t know what kind of existence he is, so naturally he won’t be afraid.

"You may not know me that well..." Tang Hao sneered and walked towards him slowly. Soul rings began to fall from the top of his head. He could already foresee what kind of devastated and desperate expression the little ghost would have when he saw his nine soul rings.

"You may not know me that well!"

"Jiejiejie——"

There was a chilling evil in Lu Xian's laughter, which made people feel uncomfortable, as if their ears were contaminated by something...

Young Master Lu's sword was already raised above his head.

I don’t want to see who dares to show off in front of me, Wang Luxian. Even if Saint Xu Que comes today, it won’t work!
BGM——start!

"How lonely it is to be invincible..."

"How ~how empty is invincibility..."

The appearance of the white shield illuminated the surrounding darkness.

"Shh-"

The wolf-fang steel needle sword slashed down lightly.

Second soul skill: 100% chance of catching a blade with bare hands!

Start! Tang Hao hadn't recovered from the strange singing yet...

"thump!"

The next second, his knees had already fallen into the mud, and the nine soul rings that had not yet fallen were forcibly held back. He wanted to pretend to be big, so of course the soul rings had to fall slowly to have momentum.

Unexpectedly, I pooped a big shit!
He began to slide forward, plowing two deep marks in the yellow mud.

Tang Hao was a little confused, and he couldn't understand what was going on. He found that he couldn't move...

Uh……

It's not considered immobile. If you slide forward while kneeling, it can be considered moving.

He began to struggle desperately, but he could not sense any control over his body at all. It seemed that only his mouth could move.

and many more!

What is that little devil doing!?

Tang Hao's face suddenly turned a little green.

He saw that kid throwing tons of thumb tacks, triangle tacks, and meteor tacks at the path he was sliding on...

"What the hell-"

"hiss--"

Before he could finish his curse, Tang Hao's whole face was already wrinkled, and he was gasping for air with his teeth bared. This was really weird. Why did it hurt when a nail was stuck into his knee when his body clearly couldn't feel it?
He could clearly feel that his knees were being pierced by more and more sharp objects. As he slid forward, these sharp objects pierced more and more, and deeper and deeper...

You born evil little devil!
Just as he was about to slide in front of the kid, a mace as thick as his thigh came at his head. Tang Hao's eyes widened, and he suddenly found that his hands had moved and closed above his head.

▄█〓█(╯(●Д●)シ!
It was a standard bare-handed attack.

"Pfft-"

A pair of palms were instantly pierced into a hornet's nest, with blood spurting out.

[You created an abstract scene, which was evaluated as relatively abstract, and gained an abstract value of 500]

"What kind of weird ability is this!!!" Tang Hao gritted his teeth. He was a tough guy and would never scream out in pain and lose face. What did a mere wolf-fang steel needle piercing his palm matter?
Not at all - not worth mentioning!
What he wanted to know at this moment was what kind of strange means were controlling him. It was really weird!

Wait, why is this kid taking things out again...

Tang Hao's eyes widened when he saw the evil little devil take out a handful of snow-white, crystal-clear - fine salt?
Then he started to... sprinkle salt on his hands?
"Fuck you—"

"hiss--"

The sour taste of fine salt sprinkled on the wound on his palm made Tang Hao unable to stop. His face turned red, and he knelt down gasping for breath, his lips trembling.

"Still cursing? You're still cursing?"

Lu Xian raised his eyebrows. He didn't believe that he couldn't cure him today. Then he took out a bottle of pepper water, bought from the world of Shrouding the Sky, the Devil's Extra Spicy Brand, the super invincible Spiral Ascension Pepper Water!

He bit off the cork and a pungent smell immediately wafted out of the bottle. When Tang Hao saw this, he clenched his lips. He was Haotian Douluo.

Just pepper spray!
Lu Xian sneered and poured the pepper water towards Tang Hao's palm which was pierced like a honeycomb...

Tang Hao's face suddenly looked like a dyeing factory, sometimes blue and sometimes purple. I guess the experience must have been maxed out!

"Old Deng, are you feeling good?"

"You beast, you beast—"

"Why do you always have tears in your eyes? Is it because of your deep love for this land?"

(End of this chapter)