Chapter 167 Chapter 171: Hostage Exchange

New Year's Eve

When Xu Laoying came back from Tianxiang Tower and planned to wake Tang Luo, the teenager who should have been awake in bed had already pushed open the door and walked out.

"It's early today!" Xu Laoying greeted heartily.

"I didn't sleep." Tang Luo replied angrily. Yesterday, he heard about the composition of the bloodline and Tang Sen, the first martial arts team, and he stayed up all night.

"Why don't you sleep?"

"Why do you need to sleep for a long time when you are born, you will sleep forever after death." Tang Luo could only say that it was because of the stimulation.

After knowing the bloodline awakening and the increase in combat power, he only felt stressed. A bloodline warrior like Tang Sen cannot be measured by an ordinary realm. In the future, who can guarantee that he will not encounter a few like him. Then the perverted warrior, what to do then.

People who have no foresight must have near worries. As a good young man who dreams of becoming a holy ancestor, he suddenly realizes that the road ahead is long and his original research plan has to be abolished. Since the warrior of the Transcendence Realm can regain his energy just by doing work, After that, things like sleeping are no longer needed.

The talent has already been short for others. If you didn't work hard, it would be shameful to be beaten by then!

Xu Laoying didn't understand the complicated inner drama of his cousin. He just felt that the words were inexplicably reasonable and nodded in praise: "That's right! Great time, how can I use it to sleep, I have to write this down!"

"Call me so early, what's the matter?"

"Oh, isn't this the start of the challenge tomorrow, I plan to see the stadium before noon today." Xu Laoying looked at Tang Luo with a pleased expression.

Rubbing his somewhat swollen head, Tang Luo returned: "Why don't you just leave this to the steward? Why do you want to do it yourself?"

As an unfamiliar foreigner, Tang Luo doesn't think he can do this thing better than taking care of it. Besides, it is useless to find himself. Although he grew up in Xiling, it is correct. For more than ten years, Wutang and Zong have visited a lot. If they hadn't remembered the map of Xiling, they would have been blind, so I couldn't agree with Xu Laoying's plan to find venues by himself.

"This is the first arena for my brother to walk in this world. It is of great significance! How can you pretend to be someone else's hands?" Xu Laoying had an inexplicable expression on his face, as if mocking Tang Luo's ignorance.

"Even if I'm going to find it with you, shouldn't Zhang Luo still be in charge of the housekeeper?" Tang Luo was a bit speechless, just thinking whether this guy was too literary, he didn't want to think that although it was him who was playing in the ring, he could not be the one who accepted the registration. Well, he shouldn't be the one who arranged the battle. After the battle is over, the arena must be repaired. Someone is needed to maintain the order of the arena. Does he think that he can start by standing in the arena?

Realizing that he can't do so many things by himself, Xu Laoying still stubbornly said: "After returning, the venues still have to choose by themselves!"

"You are my cousin, don't you help me?"

In this way, Xu Laoying took Tang Luo on the early morning and embarked on the road to find the stadium.

Because they are going to prepare for the Xiling No. 1 Budokai once every ten years, all the top cards in the martial arts are now in a truce. They have to do their best to prepare for the martial arts fight, so only some consciously hopeless martial artists are left, and occasionally fight a few. A painless game.

And there is no doubt that this kind of competition cannot bring passion to the audience in Xiling, so all the fighting arena now looks lifeless. Looking at it, as long as Xu Laoying can come up with the money, no matter which fighting arena can be. Easy to rent.

There are more than a dozen large-scale martial arts arenas in Xiling. It seems a little difficult to walk in one morning. After reaching the sixth house, Tang Luo raised his head and looked at the hot sun in the east, saying, "We should go to the Xijiao Farm. ."

When the two arrived at the farm in the western suburbs, they had already seen Mishin and Mihou, with dozens of mortal warriors wearing cyan armor, standing in a grass field outside the abandoned farm, but Gong Zheng was nowhere to be seen. .

The two walked to stand in front of Mishin Yaho, their eyes exchanged, and their completely different eyes collided with each other, as if to wipe out the flames.

"Tang Luo! Quickly hand over my retainers!" Miho shouted to Tang Luo, his eyes full of anger and shame, especially when he saw only two people appearing.

Yesterday, when he sent the young man back to the house to ask Ding Gaolang about the other party's military deployment, he found that the other party had already run away with his family and Qiu Jinglong, leaving only one letter.

Lost a warrior who could be inquired, so Mishen could only rely on guessing to decide how many men to bring. In the end, in order to be safe, he brought a whole ten Xuanfan squads. Who knew Tang Luo only brought one person to appear, although the opponent's weapon Yu Xuanang, but feeling the breath carefully, it is only a level of the pinnacle of the world, which makes Mihou ashamed, but also has a feeling of exuberance.

Tang Luo glanced at Mihou who was so embarrassed and angry, and said with a light smile: "You dare to come over, are you afraid that I will break your leg?"

Mi Hou, who was still very imposing just now, took a step back calmly, stood behind Mi Shen, pointed at Tang Luo, sternly said: "Tang Tang Luo, don't be arrogant, my brother is here!"

"Puff!" Xu Laoying looked at the other side and didn't hold back a laugh.

The piercing laughter was heard in the ears, making it more embarrassing and angry, pointing at Xu Laoying and shouting: "Who are you! How dare to laugh at you! Come on, take him down!"

Embarrassingly, the group of Mortal Martial Artists standing behind him, as if they hadn't heard it, didn't move.

"Enough." Mi Shen yelled towards Mi Hou, then turned to look at Tang Luo and said: "We have brought people, where is Li Shaoyuan?"

Mihou's collusion with the Yiqi Gang must not be exposed, so Gong Zheng must die. Originally thought Tang Luo would bring a few Transcendence teams, but he didn't realize it, but only brought a guard of Transcendence Peak.

Since Tang Luo could kill the guards of Miho’s mansion last time, Mi Shen wanted to follow suit this time. Tang Luo couldn’t kill. Can the guard beside him still couldn’t kill? It’s just that he needs to kill Li Shao Yuan changed it back.

Tang Luo squinted and looked up at the hot sun, and said casually: "It's still a while before noon, why are you in a hurry."

"Also, how courageous you are. Last time you met with Yuxieluan, you will bring a group of warriors. You, Xiling Tianjiao's reputation, shouldn't it depend on many people? Can you get it?"

Mi Shen's face sank immediately, and he said coldly: "The advantage of the tongue, I haven't seen it in a year, and I haven't made any progress."

Under his perception, Tang Luo's current aura hadn't increased compared to last year when Jiang Lin was about to fight, so he shot back.

Tang Luo was about to fight back when he noticed that a big bag was bulging in the grass field beside him. The two figures broke out, but it was Gong Zheng and Li Shaoyuan.

It turned out that the other party didn't even return to the city, but hid under this grassland, and came out after hearing the noise.

(End of this chapter)