Douluo: Refresh the entries and start with great luck!

With nothing to do, Lin Feng decided to go to Holy Soul Village again to see how Tang San was doing.

Finding the direction, he traversed a thousand miles in an instant, arriving at Holy Soul Village in a few breaths.

Just as he arrived.

"What kind of lousy wine is this? You dare to give this to me? Get me some good wine!"

He saw Tang Hao, his face full of anger, slamming the wine cup heavily on the ground, shouting loudly.

Wine splashed everywhere, and the sound made Tang San's ears, who was cooking, buzz.

"The family is already broke and has no money for food. Where would we have extra money to buy wine?"

Tang San lowered his head and stirred the vegetables, his eyes gloomy, and said with dissatisfaction.

At this moment, Lin Feng's gaze happened to fall on him.

Hiss—

He was wearing a white cloth shirt, his smooth hair combed back, with a flower ring as a hairpin on his head.

Below… were actually shorts?

This love of beauty, huh?

Lin Feng suddenly thought of something and realized.

Love of beauty, it's not about loving handsomeness!

So that's how it is.

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha, what a beautiful little boy, this outfit is quite unique, keep it up!"

Lin Feng couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile.

Fortunately, he was a divine soul, and others wouldn't hear the sound he made.

Tang San added firewood to the stove, burning the rice, while raising his eyes, his gaze full of resentment towards Tang Hao.

All he knows is drinking every day, not caring about how the family is doing, truly not knowing the cost of firewood, rice, oil, and salt!

"Did you hear me?"

Suddenly, Tang Hao drunkenly shouted at Tang San again.

"I heard you."

Tang San came back to his senses and quickly replied.

"Look at you, looking like a woman, how could you be my offspring? Hurry up and get me the wine!"

Tang Hao seemed not to be satisfied, looking Tang San up and down, continuing to say with a face full of disgust.

Hearing this, Tang San's body suddenly paused, and his heart was filled with panic.

After all, he was reborn, and this secret must not be discovered.

But he knew that in this world, the person most likely to notice his strangeness was Tang Hao.

As this thought flashed through his mind, a crazy idea arose in his mind.

Tang Sect Rule No. 23—Any threatening thing must be eliminated when the opportunity arises!

At this moment, Tang Hao was the greatest threat to him.

Tang San gritted his teeth, a hint of ferocity flashing across his face.

He secretly took out the prepared medicinal powder and poured it into the wine pot while Tang Hao wasn't paying attention.

As a Tang Sect disciple, carrying poison with you is also part of the Tang Sect rules.

Lin Feng happened to see this scene, his eyes widened in shock, and he thought to himself.

No way, I just didn't come for a day, how did things change so drastically?

This filial son, Tang San, actually attacked his own father?

What happened?

Lin Feng was completely unaware.

Tang Hao didn't notice anything, took the wine pot Tang San handed him, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.

After a while.

He felt his head dizzy and his steps began to stagger.

Seeing this, Tang San was overjoyed and silently chanted in his heart: "Fall, fall, fall quickly!"

Finally, Tang Hao couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground with a "thump".

Tang San quickly stepped forward, pretending to be anxious, shaking Tang Hao's body, and constantly shouting: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Seemingly concerned.

In reality, he was checking whether Tang Hao was poisoned.

After confirming that the corners of Tang Hao's mouth were slightly blue and he couldn't wake up, the anxious look on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a burst of wanton laughter.

"Tang Hao, you always humiliated me in the past, today I'll let you taste the feeling of being schemed against!"

He laughed and cursed angrily.

All of this was clearly seen by the soul body, Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked at Tang Hao lying motionless on the ground, and couldn't help but feel puzzled, thinking to himself.

Tang Hao is dead?

He is a Titled Douluo, can Tang San's poison really work on him?

At this time.

Tang San was still immersed in the pleasure of revenge, and thinking of Tang Hao's previous comments on his dress, the anger in his heart was ignited again.

"You said I dress like a sissy? Don't comment if you don't understand, do you understand what charm is!"

He shouted at Tang Hao on the ground.

Saying that, Tang San still felt unsatisfied.

Raising his hand, with a "slap", he slapped Tang Hao heavily.

Unexpectedly.

With this slap, Tang Hao's eyelids actually moved and slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the air in the house instantly solidified.

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Tang San and Tang Hao looked at each other, big eyes staring at small eyes.

"Did you just slap me?"

Tang Hao's voice was a bit hoarse from just waking up, questioning.

"No… no."

"Father, are you confused from drinking too much?"

Tang San's heart "thumped", his face turning pale and red, and he stammered back.

"You little bastard!"

"You dare to lie to me?"

Tang Hao instantly glared angrily, roaring.

He suddenly got up, picked up the leather whip from the side, and first sprayed a mouthful of wine on the leather whip as disinfection.

Then, waving the leather whip, he lashed out at Tang San again.

Lin Feng watched this chaotic and explosive scene from the side, his mouth agape in shock, muttering to himself: "What's going on, this is too exciting!"

"Snap, snap, snap!"

The leather whip whistled and fell in Tang Hao's hand, whipping Tang San's back.

"Ouch! Ah!"

Tang San trembled all over in pain, almost falling down.

Lin Feng then noticed that Tang San had old wounds on his body, so Tang Hao had been beating him!

At this moment, hatred surged in Tang San's heart, and with each whip, his resentment towards Tang Hao deepened.

"Today's humiliation, I will definitely repay it a thousand times, ten thousand times in the future."

Tang San clenched his teeth tightly, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white, and secretly vowed in his heart.

I don't know how long he was beaten.

Tang Hao threw down the whip, panting, picked up the jar of wine, and staggered back to the house to sleep.

As if the wine had never worn off.

Seeing Tang Hao leave.

Tang San endured the severe pain on his back, dragging his heavy steps to the edge of the yard.

He slowly unbuttoned his upper garment, revealing his scarred back.

The torn flesh was stained with blood, and the flesh at the wound was rolled up, shocking to the eye.

Tang San trembled as he picked up the herbal ointment and gently applied it to the wound.

Each touch was like countless needles piercing deep into his skin, causing his body to twitch.

But he couldn't care about these, there was only one thought in his mind: Why didn't the poison he carefully prepared work?

His eyes were full of unwillingness and doubt, repeatedly recalling every detail of his poison-making.

At this time.

Lin Feng savored the scene where Tang San failed to kill his father, and watched Tang San click his tongue.

What a great filial son.

It really opened his eyes.

Now Lin Feng wanted to send the poison to Tang San's hands to see if he could really commit patricide.

It's a pity that he is now just a wisp of divine soul, although he can understand everything in the world, he cannot touch any physical objects.

Even the simplest action of handing medicine cannot be completed.

He could only suppress the thoughts in his heart.

Last time, he only changed one entry for Tang San, this time he will refresh all the other entries to see what happens.

"System, refresh Tang San's entries."