Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious.

Qian Renxue looked at Ye Qiu's expression that seemed both uncomfortable and comfortable, and the strength of her touch on his head became gentler unconsciously.

Compared to the last time when she stepped on Ye Qiu at the beach, Qian Renxue could now feel Ye Qiu's warmth and the powerful strength he contained more deeply.

"Hmph! Since we are getting married, even if I cannot give you the best, I will not let you sit idle." Qian Renxue blushed, as if taking revenge on Ye Qiu for his previous control over her. She grabbed Ye Qiu's head with a lot more force, causing Ye Qiu to grin.

"Xue'er, but isn't it tomorrow night?" Ye Qiu asked curiously. He ignored Qian Renxue's manipulation, put his arms around her waist, and slowly moved closer. Qian Renxue didn't refuse, and kissed him. Her face flushed, and she held Ye Qiu's head tightly. Ye Qiu gradually became a little breathless. It seemed that he really had to take a good bath here with Qian Renxue, otherwise his clothes would definitely get dirty.

"Hmph! Today and tomorrow are two different things. I'll consider this as a betrothal gift to you, you bastard!" Qian Renxue snorted, while constantly rubbing Ye Qiu's head. Ye Qiu naturally wouldn't be polite either, and the hand on his waist also pinched Qian Renxue's erect head, as if forcing Qian Renxue to let go. However, he could feel the softness of Qian Renxue's body, which became a lot tougher and more powerful, but she couldn't resist Ye Qiu's strength and was being squeezed and flattened. She could only bite Ye Qiu's lips and hold on, while also putting pressure on Ye Qiu's head, wanting Ye Qiu to admit defeat as soon as possible.

"Xue'er, I'm looking forward to tomorrow night. How will you keep me busy?" Ye Qiu was not a pushover. Even though he was not tired of eating peanuts, he wanted to change his taste occasionally. Besides, now was the time for both of them to show their skills. Qian Renxue could only bite and pinch, while Ye Qiu, in addition to patting her head, would also hook his fingers to provoke Qian Renxue, making Qian Renxue tremble with anger. She couldn't help but spit at Ye Qiu. "You, you bastard, you keep deducting my salary! My salary is gone!"

Ye Qiu hugged Qian Renxue's body, grasped the softness in Qian Renxue's heart that belonged to him alone, put his arms around Qian Renxue's waist, found the last barrier Qian Renxue left for him, gently stroked and comforted her, making Qian Renxue couldn't help sobbing and shedding tears.

“Asshole! Ah——!”

At some point, Qian Renxue suddenly exerted force, screaming and tightly grasping Ye Qiu's head, while shaking it continuously, as if she wanted to twist Ye Qiu's head off. Ye Qiu was also stimulated by Qian Renxue's sudden move, and he couldn't help but take a breath. The power accumulated in his body immediately rolled up like a torrent, rushing towards Qian Renxue's hands, trying to break away her soft hands covering his head.

"hiss--!"

In Ye Qiu's arms, Qian Renxue's eyes shed large amounts of crystal tears, carrying heat and moisture, which caught Ye Qiu off guard. The tears splashed on his hands and clothes. Qian Renxue hugged Ye Qiu tightly, soaking Ye Qiu's clothes. Ye Qiu also hugged Qian Renxue tightly, as if to comfort her, and gently rubbed his head against her.

After a while, the two of them huddled together, ears touching cheeks, slowly calming down, breathing hot air on each other, and hitting each other on the face. This was the first time they had ended up in a draw. They had never been like this before, tit-for-tat. It was basically Ye Qiu who took the initiative, and rarely let Qian Renxue have her fun, only because Qian Renxue didn't want to. Most of the time, it was Ye Qiu who acted on his own initiative, and Qian Renxue only took the initiative to let Ye Qiu learn the newly learned leg skills once on the boat.

It can be said that this is another progress in their relationship. There is no need to deliberately avoid certain places. Qian Renxue is willing to let Ye Qiu touch her. No matter where, once there is, there will be a second time. Ye Qiu understands this truth. The only thing that can prevent them from knowing each other inside out is a unique and in-depth understanding. Ye Qiu believes that this day will not be too long.

"Xue'er, can we take a bath together now?" Ye Qiu hugged Qian Renxue's dizzy and wet body. She must be very uncomfortable, and Ye Qiu himself was not much better.

"No. Don't even think about it! You bastard must be dishonest." Qian Renxue gritted her teeth. She was disgusted with her hand that had touched Ye Qiu's head. She kept wiping it on Ye Qiu's clothes. She even disliked her suspender nightgown. Ye Qiu embroidered a few white snowflakes on the white nightgown, which gave off the aura of the two of them working together.

"How have I been dishonest?" Ye Qiu smiled helplessly. If he went back like this, Liu Erlong and the others would laugh at him to death. He went out for the night and ended up getting himself into trouble.

"You're not honest in any way! Bastard. You make me feel so weird!" Qian Renxue bit her pink lips, pressed tightly against Ye Qiu, and rubbed against him. Her body was honest but her mind was rational. She couldn't let Ye Qiu succeed so quickly.

"Okay, then I'll soak you in the water, right?" Ye Qiu didn't force it. He was calm at this moment. Of course, Qian Renxue's worry was not without reason. As long as there was enough temptation, he could indeed act like a non-human. Just like Liu Erlong, Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan, they all had their own characteristics and occasionally couldn't control themselves and wanted to know more about each other.

"Okay." Qian Renxue grabbed Ye Qiu's collar and let Ye Qiu hold her horizontally in his arms. Tears were still flowing from her eyes. As Ye Qiu walked, the tears dripped onto the ground, pulling out some crystal light. Qian Renxue closed her eyes. She did look very strange, but she was so moved by being held by Ye Qiu that her eyes were full of tears.

Ye Qiu turned on the mechanism and took Qian Renxue into her boudoir. The water in the bathroom had not yet cooled down. After Ye Qiu put Qian Renxue in it, he left.

……

the next day.

It is not far from Tiandou City, the capital of the Tiandou Empire, and is located three hundred miles east of Tiandou City. Behind it is surrounded by mountains, and what appears in front of Tang San is a Holy Soul Village that looks different from the one he left back then. A small village.

Smoke was rising from all over the village, and it was almost time for lunch.

At the entrance of the village, several urchins were playing, and in the fields nearby, many people were packing up farm tools and preparing to return to the village for dinner.

Spreading out the sheepskin map in his hand, Tang San carefully identified it again. He was sure that he had not found the wrong place. It was here. The map showed that the Haotian Sect was actually the small village in front of him.

Has the former No. 1 sect in the world fallen into what it is now?
In fact, it wasn’t just him. Even Mo Wuchang and Xiexue who were standing next to him were also surprised when they came here.

After the Haotian Sect announced its closure, it moved.

The map was originally found on Tang Hao when Xiexue found his body. But he himself never had the chance to come back, so naturally he would not know the real situation here.

"Godfather, let's go over there."

With the thought of making peace with what he has come, Tang San put away his map and strode towards the seemingly inconspicuous small mountain village in front of him.

"it is good."

Evil Blood Douluo nodded, and Mo Wuchang followed behind Evil Blood.

As he walked towards the village, Tang San also felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart. Once upon a time, the Haotian Sect was the number one sect in the Soul Master World of Douluo Continent. But now it has fallen to hiding in a small mountain village.

Although this can hide oneself very well, it is a huge blow to a family with a strong heritage.

My father's pain probably stems from this.

It was certainly his father's fault for bringing disaster to the sect, but did he have any choice at the time? If the Haotian Sect had given its full support, why would his mother have to sacrifice herself, and how could the Haotian Sect end up like this!

Damn Spirit Hall! Damn Ye Qiu!

Tang San's face was somewhat ferocious. He had not slept well since leaving Wuhun City. Whether he opened his eyes or closed them, all he saw were scenes of being defeated by Ye Qiu and Tang Hao's self-explosion!
He understood that he was Tang Hao's son and he should avenge his father!
We should follow Tang Hao's meaning!
He will lead the Haotian Sect to rise again and avenge Tang Hao and the mother he has never met!
At the same time, we must also ask Tang Hao for an explanation in the sect!

Even though the situation has changed and it is not the time to investigate who is responsible, the Haotian Sect still needs to have the attitude it should have. Otherwise, how can he willingly help the Haotian Sect to revive its sect and wash away the shame? !
With all sorts of thoughts running through his mind, Tang San had already reached the entrance of the mountain village. Just as he was about to go in, several middle-aged villagers who had just returned from farming blocked his way.

"Please leave. Outsiders are not welcome here."

The speaker was a sturdy middle-aged man. As he spoke, he looked Tang San up and down with a bit of doubt in his eyes.

Tang San stood up straight.

"I'm not a stranger, I'm just going home." The middle-aged villager was stunned.

"Go home? We don't have any noble young masters like you here. We are all country folk. What home are you going back to?"

Tang San didn't need to use his eyes to feel that the villagers around him were getting nervous. Their hands holding the farm tools tightened noticeably, and their footsteps moved slightly, with a faint intention of surrounding him.

Don't want to waste time here.

Tang San slowly raised his left hand. Black light surged out from his palm, carrying a heavy and powerful demonic aura. The blood-red Clear Sky Hammer quietly emerged, and his left hand tightened, tightly gripping the hammer handle.

Tang San sneered: "Can this prove it?"

See the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San’s hand.

The middle-aged men were stunned for a moment, but soon relaxed, and when they looked at Tang San again, there was only respect in their eyes.

The middle-aged man who had spoken to Tang San before asked tentatively: "Excuse me, which family are you from? I don't think I've seen you before."

Tang San didn't want to dwell on this any longer, "My father asked me to come back and recognize my ancestors."

After hearing this, although the villagers did not get any useful information, they did not dare to neglect it and hurriedly brought Tang San into the village. If he was the bloodline of some important figure who was lost outside, they could not afford it.

After all, I heard a few years ago that the bloodline of the clan leader's family was lost outside.

This small mountain village is more of an outpost of the Haotian Sect than the Haotian Sect. Even if the Haotian Sect is in decline, it will not let itself be wronged like this. Those who live in the mountain village are just the affiliated branches of the Haotian Sect.

But the true strength of the sect does not lie here.

However, these side outposts were also quite cautious. Although the Clear Sky Hammer that Tang San took out gained some of their trust, they still did not directly take Tang San to see the sect's people.

Instead, he invited Tang San and the others into the village and arranged for them to rest in an empty room, and sent someone to notify the sect.

After waiting for about half an hour, there were rapid footsteps outside.

The door opens.

Several men in gray appeared at the door.

The first person has broad shoulders, a straight nose, a square mouth, and short hair like a steel needle. He looks about thirty years old, with bulging muscles hidden under a gray gown. He looks like a lion ready to go. , full of strong and powerful feeling.

"Are you Tang San?"

The strong man in gray asked.

There was a sharp light flashing in his eyes as he glanced Tang San up and down. In addition to curiosity, there was also a bit of hostility on his face.

Tang San could confirm that he did not know this person, and this was the first time he came here since he was born. He did not understand where his hostility came from, but he simply nodded.

"I am."

The strong man in gray waved his hand to the other two companions.

"Come with us."

If you don't have any more words, turn around and go out first.

Tang San ignored the rude guy and asked Xiexue and the others for instructions. The other party's hostility made him more cautious.

"Godfather, Your Majesty Wuchang, let's go."

"Wait! They can't go in there, only you can."

A familiar and domineering aura appeared from the three men in gray.

But he was soon suppressed by the momentum of Mo Wuchang, the Titled Douluo, and his nine spirit rings appeared.
"We are just accompanying Tang San to recognize his ancestry. Don't you know how to be polite to guests like us?"

Mo Wuchang had a long sword on his head, and his aura suppressed the three opponents so much that they couldn't raise their heads.

These three people are very strong, especially the 30-year-old strong man in the lead. He looks 30 years old, but his spirit power is still higher than Tang San's. He should have broken through level 60. Breaking through level 60 at such an age should be considered quite outstanding among the younger generation of Haotian Sect.

The other two men, who looked to be about the same age as him, were approximately between level 50 and level 60.

Although the Haotian Sect has sealed its gate, these three direct disciples can tell how powerful the sect really is.

After all, this was once the number one sect in the world!

But even so, they were nothing in front of the Titled Douluo. They looked at each other and had to take the people up first to be decided by the elders and the sect master.

"Your Majesty, if that's the case, then you should come with Tang San. Please..."

This time, the three of them were much more polite, but they were only slightly respectful to Mo Wuchang.

(End of this chapter)