It was night, after the day's competition, Anping felt a little uneasy. He felt that he had slacked off during this period. Although he defeated Tang San, he still felt that his power could not control the overall situation. Tang San's talent was better than he thought.

, without the immortal grass and the attached soul bone, he still broke through the Soul Sect at the age of fourteen.

Anping was sitting in the yard, looking at the three girls' rooms, and suddenly felt that he was no longer the same person as before. Now Anping was burdened with a lot, which is something called responsibility.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Zhuqing walked out of the room and asked.

Then he sat down next to Anping and wrapped his jade arms around Anping's neck from behind.

"It's nothing, I just thought that I have been slacking off a bit during this period, and I shouldn't have put you in danger today." Anping patted Zhu Zhuqing's hand on Anping's chest.

"The road ahead is difficult and there will be no smooth sailing."

"Yes, so I have to work harder. I don't want my children to have fewer mothers in the future." Anping chuckled.

"Huh, not much more." Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing immediately caught the little thought in Anping's words.

"Okay, you go to bed first, I plan to work hard from today."

Hearing this, Zhuqing nodded. She had a temperament that refused to admit defeat, so she was naturally happy to hear that Anping wanted to work hard.

…

It was late at night, and Anping was sitting in his room meditating.

"Come out and don't disturb them."

A deep voice sounded next to Anping's ears.

"The sound is perfect, a master above the Soul Saint."

Anping felt a vague aura locking onto him.

Anping walked out hesitantly, thinking about whom he had offended.

"Tang Hao?" Anping thought in his mind. After being offline for so long, it was no wonder that he came here when he saw his son being beaten as soon as he came online.

Anping walked outside the small courtyard, and a black figure slowly walked out from behind a big tree. The man's whole body was shrouded in black clothes. Looking at his figure, Anping already knew that the person coming was Tang Hao.

Anping didn't say anything and looked alert.

Tang Hao slowly took off his hat.

"Uncle Hao?" Anping pretended to be shocked.

"It's rare that the disciples of Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect can still recognize me." Tang Hao also sighed. He never imagined that Anping could reach this point.

"Actually, I didn't expect that my childhood playmate was Haotian Douluo's son. A blacksmith in Holy Soul Village was Haotian Douluo. Are you here today for Tang San?" Anping said straight to the point.

"After beating the little one, the old one will naturally come and take a look." Tang Hao said slowly.

Hearing this, Anping also nodded, "Of course, but before you beat me up, I want to say a few words to you."

"Are you waiting for Chen Xin? He won't come tonight." Tang Hao said confidently.

Anping shook his head, "I don't want to delay, but I really want to give you some suggestions."

"Oh?" Tang Hao became curious after hearing this.

"If possible, I hope you can teach Xiaosan by yourself instead of leaving him to the master." After saying this, Anping began to talk to Tang Hao from the age of six.

"Actually, if he wasn't a master, Tang San and I should be very good friends. We went to school together and competed together. The Tang San now is no longer the Tang San he was when he was a child."

"Just like today's game, if he hadn't chosen to attack my rear, I wouldn't have even opened the field, because it's not very important to me to win or lose. I just hope that everyone around me can be safe, and

If Xiao San really succeeds, do you think the Haotian Sect can escape?"

"The Haotian Hammer seriously injured or killed the heir of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and the granddaughter of Poison Douluo. Xiaosan will have no choice but to be a rat in the gutter like you from now on. If Poison Douluo's granddaughter dies, Dugu Bo cannot beat him.

You also have the title of Haotian Sect, but I believe he will investigate your sect. Those under the title cannot withstand large-scale poisonous injuries. This is a matter of annihilating future generations."

After hearing Anping's words, Tang Hao fell silent. He was already over 100 years old and was no longer the young man who used to hammer the Pope. He couldn't help but think after listening to Anping's words.

"I know that your main purpose for coming here is not me, a little shrimp. I can tell you the answer directly. The Qibao Glazed Sect will not target him."

Anping knew that it was impossible for Tang Hao to kill him, so at most he was here to warn and tell the Qibao Glazed Sect not to have any evil thoughts towards Tang San. Tang Hao was not dead yet, so he could give Anping a beating by the way.

"If you're not in a hurry, we can continue talking." Seeing Tang Hao's thoughtful look, Anping breathed a sigh of relief. He probably won't need a beating today.

In Anping's view, the character of a man who can beat the Pope for his wife is not much different. Although there is nothing wrong with what Wuhun Palace does, the soul beast does not write your family's name.

"The Qibao Glazed Tile Sect is really lucky. You are very similar to Ning Fengzhi, and you also have the potential of Chen Xin." Tang Hao praised Anping in a polite way.

"Do you have a goal now?" Anping asked.

"Target?" After saying this, Tang Hao also began to think deeply.

"For example, do you want the Haotian Sect to be unsealed and return to the sect yourself, or to train the mistress to become a strong man, and then seek revenge from the Spirit Hall?" Anping asked tentatively.

Anping still wanted to confirm Tang Hao's position and ensure that future plans could be implemented smoothly.

"Sooner or later, Xiao San will return to Haotian Sect. I also owe the sect too much. As for revenge, people have been dead for so many years. Who can I ask for revenge? I only hope that Xiao San can smoothly become a strong man and replace

I will repay the sect, as for me..."

Speaking of this, Tang Hao stopped.

Anping could guess that Tang Hao had an affair with his wife from now on.

"Then you should train him personally. If he doesn't stay by your side, he will have no sense of belonging to the Haotian Sect, and naturally he will not be able to repay the sect."

Anping's current idea is to let Tang Hao tie Tang San around his waist and not let Tang San have time to affect Little Angel's plan. The Little Angel Palace transformation is completed, and Wuhun Palace can be said to have half of the country and 70% of the soul masters.

The situation was settled, and he didn't want to put a lot of thought into fighting Tang San.

Anping, who has been baptized by modern thinking, just wants to find a few wives to lie down and let them die. It is best to create a situation where you are good and I am good and everyone is good, and fight and kill all day long. You take revenge and I take revenge. Kill here and there.

It seems that Anping is not as hot as his wife and children.

After hearing Anping's words, Tang Hao nodded and then said: "Remember what you said."

Of course Anping knew what Tang Hao was talking about.

"Don't worry, Uncle Hao."

When Anping came to his senses, the person had disappeared.

"There is a long way to go, and the Haotian Sect hopes that you can be more conscious." Anping murmured as he looked in the direction where Tang Hao disappeared.
Chapter completed!