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Chapter 3 Little Wulin's Home

Please collect and recommend votes. The new book needs everyone's care. Today's chapter is here! When I saw Lan Yincao, do you feel special? Anyway, when I wrote this paragraph, I felt very strange. It seemed that I had returned to the days when I just started creating Douluo. At that moment, tears filled my eyes.

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Until he left Hongshan College, Tang Wulin was still a little confused.

As a freshman at Hongshan Academy this year, the awakening of martial souls and the appearance of soul power made him assigned to the Soul Master Class. In any elementary academy, the Soul Master Class is undoubtedly a key class.

His head was a little swollen, and his body was hot, as if the power that had been trying to burst himself out had not completely dissipated. Tang Wulin always felt dizzy.

"Son, you are one in a million!" Tang Ziran's gentle voice woke Tang Wulin from his drowsiness.

He looked up at his father, and saw his father's gentle and doting eyes, "Dad, isn't Lan Yincao a useless martial soul?"

Tang Ziran said seriously: "What's wrong with the abandoned martial soul? You must know that having soul power is already a choice of one in a thousand, and having abandoned martial soul can still have soul power, isn't that a choice of one in a thousand? So, my son is unique. Did my father tell you the story of Tang San, the founding ancestor of the Tang Sect? He is the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul..."

Tang Wulin's home is in the civilian area of ​​Aolai City. His father Tang Ziran is a mecha repairer who specializes in repairing some simple soul guide mecha accessories. However, because of his ordinary skills, he can only get a small salary to support this home.

My mother Langyue is a housewife. She raised Tang Wulin with one hand and was good at making delicious meals.

There is a living room of more than ten square meters, a small kitchen, a bathroom, and two rooms less than ten square meters. This is all about the home.

"Son, I'm back! You're hungry, mom has prepared food for you." Lang Yue was not very beautiful, but she was full of charm. She squatted down and hugged Xiao Wulin with a smile.

"Mom, I'm not hungry, I'm a little sleepy, I want to go to bed for a while." Tang Wulin also hugged his mother's neck and ran to his room quickly.

Looking at his small back, Lang Yue looked at her husband and sighed, "This child has wanted to be a soul master since he was a child, but it is not that easy for a soul master! Let's comfort him more."

Tang Ziran walked to the small square dining table in the living room and sat down. There was a stir-fried vegetables for lunch, a stewed pork ribs, a cold dish, and a bowl of vegetable soup, three dishes and one soup. This was already very rich in the Tang family.

"This child is accompanied by soul power, but I would rather he not." Tang Ziran sighed.

Lang Yue sat down next to her husband in surprise, "What do you say? Wulin has soul power? Didn't that mean that he really could become a soul master?"

Tang Ziran smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that easy. His martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. His innate soul power is level 3. How easy is it to become a soul master? If you have soul power, you will be assigned to the soul master class. I'm afraid that he will be under too much pressure."

Lang Yue was stunned, but soon understood the meaning of her husband's words, "Wulin..."

Tang Ziran said: "He seems to be very hit and didn't talk much on the way back. However, the little man in our family always encounters setbacks during his growth. Let him be quiet."

Lang Yue looked at her son's room worriedly, sighed softly, and served her husband a bowl of rice, "Let's have dinner first, let's coax him more. Wulin has been very obedient since she was a child. If it doesn't work, let's let him transfer to the ordinary class."

"Um."

What Tang Ziren and his wife didn’t know was that Tang Wulin didn’t stop eating lunch because of the blow. He was really sleepy.

When he returned to the room, he had fallen head-on on his bed and fell asleep.

Not long after, Tang Wulin's body began to twist on the bed, and his skin was slightly red. If Tang Ziren and his wife were approaching at this time, they would find that their body temperature was increasing at an astonishing rate.

The red skin gradually became transparent, and the meridians under the skin were faintly visible, and blood could even be seen flowing. At this time, his blood circulation was extremely fast, at least more than three times that of normal times.

On the forehead, the golden patterns that once appeared in the awakening room appeared again, and they still appeared in a grid-like shape to extend from the head to the foot, and then slowly extend upwards.

After three times, the golden lines quietly disappeared in his body again. Tang Wulin's bones sounded slightly. After a while, everything calmed down, his body temperature gradually calmed down, and he slept even harder.

In his sleep, Tang Wulin came to a prairie full of blue and silver grass, but the sky was golden. It seemed that a giant fell from the sky. He only had time to see clearly that it seemed to be a big golden mouth. The next moment, he was swallowed into the boundless golden world.

"Ah—" exclaimed and sat up suddenly. Tang Wulin felt that his whole body was covered in sweat and he felt indescribable.

His poor family background made him more sensible than his children of the same age. He did not disturb his parents, but took off his clothes and ran to the bathroom to rinse them clean. He was surprised to find that although he was sweaty, he had a faint fragrance. However, after taking a shower, the fragrance disappeared.

"Hey, where is Lin Lin?" At this moment, Lang Yue's voice sounded outside.

"Mom, I'm here, I'm taking a shower." Tang Wulin ran out of the bathroom with only a small underwear.

Lang Yue said angrily: "Go and put on your clothes quickly, don't get frozen." He pinched his son's pink little face and pushed him into the room.

After closing the door, Lang Yue murmured to herself: "The little guy's skin seems to be tenderer and more elastic, and my mother is going to be jealous."

Tang Wulin changed his clothes and came out, and realized that it was already dark outside, so he had slept for an afternoon.

Tang Ziran asked for leave today, so he had been at home. He waved to Tang Wulin, "Come on, son."

Tang Wulin sat down next to his father. Tang Ziran was about to say something, but heard Tang Wulin's stomach "gurgling", and he immediately laughed with Lang Yue.

Tang Wulin smiled and said, "Mom, can I eat it? I'm so hungry."

"Eat it." Lang Yue served him a bowl of rice, then glared at her husband, and signaled him to talk about it after he finished the meal.

When Tang Wulin raised his bowl for the fourth time, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue's faces were already full of shock. Even if they didn't eat at noon, they shouldn't have eaten so much!
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