Chapter 123 - Those Who Mess with Qin Xiao All End Up Dead_2

But now?

What's there to consider?

He himself is like a rat crossing the street, hiding here and there, scared to death of entering Qin Xiao's sight. How could he burden himself with a whole bunch of trouble?

"Tiger, it's not that Uncle Hao doesn't want to help you, but I truly am powerless. Between you and me, Qin Xiao has been wanting to get rid of me. Now, with the help of the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect, I'm even more helpless."

Tang Hao stared at Tang Hu, speaking with heartfelt sincerity.

"Uncle Hao, what do you mean by this?"

Tang Hu was stunned. Was Tang Hao refusing him?

"Uncle Hao, didn't the training organization of the Hao Tian Clan say that every disciple of the Hao Tian Clan has the responsibility and obligation to restore the glory of the Hao Tian Clan?"

Tang Hu looked blankly at Tang Hao.

In contrast, Tang Hao shook his head. "You just said it, the disciples of the Hao Tian Clan should follow the sect's teachings, but I've already exiled myself from the sect more than a decade ago. I can only say I'm somewhat related to the Hao Tian Clan, but I no longer have any responsibilities."

"What?"

After hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang Hu trembled, "You, you, you..."

Was he trying to sever ties with the Hao Tian Clan?

He never dreamed that Tang Hao would say such a thing.

"Creak."

"Creak."

Tang Hao walked step by step over the ruins of the Hao Tian Clan, until he was in front of Tang Hu.

He reached out a hand and patted Tang Hu on the shoulder, "Tiger, I'm old now, I'm not competing anymore, and I can't even if I wanted to. The future of the Hao Tian Clan is now in the hands of you young people."

Tang Hu was dumbfounded. "Uncle Hao, how old are you really, saying you're old now? A forty or fifty-year-old Titled Douluo, isn't it just the right time to fight for a few more years?"

You should know, among the former elders of the Hao Tian Clan, some have even started losing their teeth, yet they never said they were old.

Tang Hao's words were simply outrageous.

"Alright, Tiger, that's enough."

Tang Hao raised his hand to stop the still unwilling Tang Hu, then lightly tossed out a sentence:

"If there's a next time we meet, I hope when I hear your name again, you've already become a Titled Douluo. I'm leaving!"

Damn Titled Douluo!

Tang Hao's voice echoed constantly in Tang Hu's ears, and now, aside from wanting to curse, he had no other thoughts left.

Thinking about those Hao Tian Clan disciples hiding underground, Tang Hu felt the future was bleak.

Who could come to save the Hao Tian Clan?

...

Nightfall.

Zhu Zhuqing moved like a ghost through the dense forest.

Threads of moonlight barely illuminated the path ahead.

"No good, danger!"

A flash of alertness crossed Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful face.

She had a premonition and twisted her body.

Just then, a cold light almost grazed her body as it flew past, diagonally striking a large tree.

Boom crack.

In an instant, the tree was shattered by powerful Soul Power.

"Have they caught up to me?" Zhu Zhuqing murmured in her heart, her eyes filled with vigilance.

"Hehe, girl, you sure can run, can't you? Why aren't you running now?"

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing's vision blurred, and ten meters away, there was suddenly an old man dressed in a black robe, bearing a rebellious look.

Zhu Zhuqing recognized him.

His Martial Soul was Shadow, possessing extremely swift speed and tracking abilities.

Without a doubt, if it were not for him, Zhu Zhuqing would have already escaped to safety.

"Hehe, girl, this time since I've caught you, don't even think about running away!"

The black-robed elder was clearly very confident in his own strength.

After all, he was of Soul Emperor level, while Zhu Zhuqing was a Soul Ancestor.

"I have to say, you really can run. In less than a day, you've run hundreds of miles. Even my old bones are about to fall apart." The black-robed elder shook his head in admiration.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind Zhu Zhuqing.

"Enough, no more nonsense. Let's capture her first."

Without looking back, Zhu Zhuqing knew that Dai Mubai and the middle-aged man with the goatee had caught up.

"Hahaha, run, Zhu Zhuqing, why aren't you running now?"

"Do you know, after this chase, you've become like prey in my eyes."

Pride flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes.

Zhu Zhuqing, such a cold and aloof person.

Wasn't she chased by him like a homeless dog?

At this moment, his heart was full of a sense of achievement.

"Shut up, is it your place to speak?"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flashed with a white light as she coldly looked at Dai Mubai.

Thud, thud, thud.

Dai Mubai took several steps back in quick succession.

Just at that moment, it was as if he wasn't facing Zhu Zhuqing, but a Killing God who had crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

A single glance was enough to send chills down one's spine.

"Trash, nothing but trash,"

Seeing this, a mocking glint appeared in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, "Since you, Dai Mubai, harbor such deep hatred for me, do you dare to settle the score with a duel? After all, it's more satisfying to take down one's enemy with one's own hands."

Hiss...

Upon seeing Zhu Zhuqing's gaze, Dai Mubai couldn't help but take a sharp breath.

He shivered unconsciously.

"Young Master, don't be rash; this girl's strength is not to be underestimated. Even a Soul King might not be her match," said the middle-aged man with a handlebar mustache, blocking in front of Dai Mubai.

He knew very well that young men like Dai Mubai, full of vigor, couldn't withstand provocation.

He was afraid that Dai Mubai would be impulsive and accept Zhu Zhuqing's challenge.

After all,

Dai Mubai's worthlessness was well-known; if he died at Zhu Zhuqing's hands, who would he turn to for money?

"Captain, rest assured, I won't fall for Zhu Zhuqing's trap,"

Dai Mubai's expression returned to normal, "Please, Captain, help me take down Zhu Zhuqing."

"Easily said,"

The middle-aged man with the handlebar mustache nodded with a smile as his voice fell.

Rustling sounds emanated from the dense forest.

Vines, like serpents, weaved through the undergrowth.

"Ah, it seems I won't have the chance to kill Dai Mubai,"

Zhu Zhuqing sighed helplessly.

Originally, she had thought that even in death, she would take Dai Mubai with her.

But Dai Mubai's excessive caution had not given her the chance to make her move.

"Goodbye, Your Highness."

"It's a pity, Zhuqing can no longer stand by your side,"

In the last moment of her life, it was Qin Xiao's figure that emerged in Zhu Zhuqing's mind,

Accompanied by deep reluctance and regret.

Swish!

The next moment, her fingers came together like a blade, sweeping toward her own neck.

"Captain, she's trying to commit suicide, stop her quickly!"

Seeing this, Dai Mubai was shocked.

Conversely, the middle-aged man with the handlebar mustache moved even faster.

Before Zhu Zhuqing could take her own life, he had already launched his attack.

Swish, swish, swish.

Vines wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing swiftly.

She lost control over her hands, her feet, indeed her entire body.

She was suspended in the air, spread-eagled.

"Hahaha, well done, Captain, very well done!"

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing now under control, Dai Mubai's face couldn't hide his excitement.

"After all that effort, Zhu Zhuqing has finally been captured,"

He rubbed his hands together gleefully, approaching Zhu Zhuqing step by step.

However,

In the next instant, a figure stood in front of Dai Mubai.

"What is this..."

"What do you mean?"

Dai Mubai looked at the black-robed elder who had appeared suddenly, with a fleeting expression of displeasure.

"Young Master, have you forgotten something?" the black-robed elder asked with a cold laugh.

"Forgotten what?"

Dai Mubai was taken aback and then spoke with impatience: "I haven't forgotten anything, get out of my way."

Right then, his mind was set on one thing.

And that was to have Zhu Zhuqing completely under his control and to vent all his hatred.

"Hehehe."

The black-robed elder suddenly laughed, and with a push, he sent Dai Mubai several meters away, "Young Master, don't think that just because I address you respectfully, you can act like a young lord. We want money, you want people; now that the person is captured, where is your money?"

After hearing the black-robed elder's words, Dai Mubai came to his senses, "You just want money, right? I'll give it to you."

As he spoke, he took out a black card from his Spatial Soul Guidance Device and tossed it to the middle-aged man with the handlebar mustache, saying indifferently, "This is the payment for hiring you. Now we're even!"