Guardian of Douluo

    Although he had to prepare, Tang Nian still twitched his lips when he looked at the empty room. His and Tang San's luggage was their clothes with patches. The only thing that could be called a bit of weight was the sleeve arrow that Tang San gave him and the qin that Tang Hao made for him.

    However, there is nothing wrong, the less things you pack, the more time will be left to practice.

    They were still practicing the casting technique taught by Tang Hao, but Tang Nian's practice time was only half of Tang San's. Since Tang San wanted to cast hidden weapons, he was extremely serious about casting, striving to be perfect. But Tang Nian's original intention was only to enhance his physical fitness, so now he only needs to practice half of Tang San's, and then he will practice the violin Tang Hao gave him for the rest of my time. To be honest, although Tang Nian has a good talent, due to the previous conditions, the guqin has not been played for six years. Now, it is still difficult to regain the skills of the past, but Tang Nian unexpectedly did not have it. To be lazy, but to practice all day long and practice seriously.

    Tang San practiced casting, and Tang Nian practiced guqin on the mountain. The day between the two seemed to be extraordinarily long. There were expectations and fears for the outside world, as well as Tang Hao and Tang Hao. The sadness of their home.

    After dinner.

    Tang Hao didn't say anything because the two were leaving, instead he went out to drink. He also asked the two brothers not to disturb his sleep in the morning.

    Looking at Tang Hao going out, Tang Nian twitched the corner of his mouth and said to Tang San, "Brother, don't worry, Dad must be duplicitous again."

    Tang San smiled, patted Tang Nian's head, "I know." The experience of the past two days made him realize that Tang Hao actually cared about them both, but he was not good at expressing them. That's it. And Xiao Nian seemed to have known it before, so he always said this to himself. At that time, he just thought it was just Xiao Nian to comfort himself, but now he understands, in fact, he has seen it long ago.

    "Are you going to practice the Purple Demon Eye with me tomorrow?" Tang San was still a little dissatisfied with Tang Nian's behavior of escaping practice for a few days.

    "Yes, but you have to carry me."

    "Okay, let's go back to sleep quickly. I've been practicing the piano for a day today, and I'm already very tired." After speaking, he pulled up Tang Nian and went to bed together.

    Early morning.

    Tang San carried Tang Nian who had not woken up to the top of the mountain, woke him up, and sat with him on a big rock. After absorbing it, Tang Nian sat and rested.

    He saw Tang San holding a leaf in his hand, his eyes glowing purple. Tang San told him today that his Purple Demon Eye had already entered the micro realm, but he was still looking at his own, and decided to work harder.

      San had reached this level before, so Tang Nian's cultivation speed was not bad. After all, he also felt that he had already touched the door of subtlety, and he was just about to step in.

    Here Tang Nian vowed to work hard, and Tang San's hand had already shot out the leaves, but unfortunately, in just one second, he lost his strength. That layer of Xuan Tian Gong has disappeared.

    "Brother, I'll try it too." Tang Nian was a little excited, born in a peaceful age, his inner strength has long been a legend, not to mention flying flowers and picking leaves, waiting for Tang San's response, changed to pick up Yi Ye, shot outwards, but unfortunately, the result was still the same as Tang San's.

    "The skill is still too weak." Seeing that neither of them could do it, Tang San shook his head helplessly, it was time to go back.

    Tang San squatted down, Tang Nian consciously slumped up.

    The familiar porridge is fragrant, this is the last time I cook for my father before leaving, of course Tang San will not be lazy. Tang Nian also started beside him. I looked at the firewood under the stove and added some water to the porridge, so that my father could drink hot porridge after he woke up.

    Old Jack has come, perhaps because he is going to Notting City, today's Old Jack deliberately wore a new dress, looking a little more hale and hearty. "Little San Xiaonian, let's go. It's been a while since your slacker dad got up." Jack greeted the two of them.

    Tang San made a silent gesture to Jack, "Grandpa, keep your voice down. Dad doesn't like people making him sleep." The charcoal, wrote a few lines on the ground, seeing Tang San's writing, Tang Nian added a few more lines.

    The two endured the reluctance in their hearts, looked back again, and quietly left with Jack.

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    Tang Hao stood still, until the backs of the three had completely disappeared, he still stood there for a while.

    As if remembering something, Tang Hao suddenly turned around and walked back to the blacksmith shop, looking at the words left for him on the ground. Very simple two sentences, "Dad, Grandpa Jack and I are leaving. You should take care of yourself and drink less. The porridge is in the pot, don't forget to drink it." The only thing was, "Dad, remember to come to see us. In the future, we will let others remember that you are Tang San and Tang Nian's father." In a few words, the concern of the two and Tang Nian's seriousness were reflected in it. Not Haotian Douluo's son, but Tang San and Tang Nian's father.

    His eyes turned from the words on the ground to the iron pot aside, Tang Hao rushed over, swept off the lid of the iron pot, and lifted the iron pot with both hands. Since Tang San just added water, the porridge in the iron pot hadn't boiled again, but Tang Hao just took the iron pot and poured it into his mouth, swallowing, in his eyes, he didn't know what to do. When has there been a layer of hazy water. Thinking of Tang Nian's words again, he suddenly laughed, "Haha, I'm waiting for the day when you succeed. Three sisters...they have grown up."

    Walking on the road, Tang San followed Old Jack silently, looking back to the village from time to time. Tang Nian kept clutching at Tang San's sleeves. Although he talked back to Tang Hao, he still couldn't bear Tang Hao.

    "A little bit." Tang San replied in a low voice, Tang Nian remained silent.

    Jack smiled slightly and said: "Compared with my unworthy grandsons, your two children are much more sensible. Don't worry, you will make good friends outside, wait until the end. If you become a soul master, you can even receive supplementary funds, so that your family's life will be better."

    The author has something to say: there is another chapter in the evening (??ω?`)