Douluo: I, start as a Celestial Dragon

After saying this, Moro sat up from the bed, then held A Yin in his arms and put one hand on her body dishonestly.

As for Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun, they had also gotten out of bed at this time, tidied their clothes a little, and then stood aside politely.

The expressions of the two of them were shocked. Everyone knew Haotian Douluo's name, but they didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of his master today.

No, it should be said that it fell into the hands of Lord Dismask.

This gave them a new understanding of Dismask's strength.

Squeak!

The door was pushed open, and Dismask dragged Tang Hao in.

He was still holding Tang Hao's ankle, and Tang Hao's body rubbed against the ground, leaving traces of blood on the ground.

After standing still, Dismask let go, then grabbed Tang Hao's hair, lifted him up, and made him face Moro.

"Hao!"

Seeing Tang Hao's miserable condition, Ah Yin couldn't help but exclaimed, and tears kept pouring out.

"A Yin?"

Tang Hao spat out another mouthful of blood: "Are you resurrected?"

At first, he just thought that Ah Yin had been poached by his roots, and never thought that Ah Yin would be resurrected, which made him unable to recover for a while.

The reason why Tang Hao planted Ah Yin's seeds in the cave behind the waterfall was to resurrect Ah Yin one day.

Maybe it will be ten years, maybe it will be 100 years, or even when he dies of old age, he may not be able to realize this wish, but he has never given up.

Even if he dies, there is still Tang San. He will put the hope of resurrecting A Yin into Tang San's hands and continue.

But now, Ah Yin has been resurrected in the hands of others?

After coming back to his senses, Tang Hao became extremely excited and struggled to get closer to Ah Yin, but his head was held tightly by Dismask and he could not break away at all.

"Hey, why are you so excited?"

Mo Luo laughed evilly, turned his head and kissed Ah Yin hard on the face: "Now she is no longer your wife, but my slave girl... Just now, she was accompanying me Got a good nap!"

Tang Hao roared: "Who are you? As long as you are willing to let Ah Yin go, I will forgive you for what you have done, and I will even repay you for resurrecting Ah Yin."

His words came from the heart.

Although Ah Yin seemed to have suffered a lot of humiliation, she was finally resurrected, which made Tang Hao's inner resentment fade a lot.

But unfortunately, Morrow didn't take his words seriously at all.

"Who do you think you are? Are you a loser who can teach me how to do things?"

Moro hugged A Yin and stood up: "Dismask, you did a good job!"

Dismask bowed slightly: "Thank you, Master, for the compliment...Master, will you kill this Tang Hao?"

When Ah Yin heard this, he was so frightened that he quickly said: "Please, don't kill him, let him go!"

As soon as Moro let go, Ah Yin resumed his actions.

Ah Yin did not pounce on Tang Hao, but knelt down in front of Moro with a bang, kowtowing to Moro.

Bang, bang!

In just a few blows, blood was already bleeding from her forehead.

Moro frowned and said in disgust: "Stop, if you lose your appearance, you are no longer qualified to be my slave girl... In that case, I will kill you and equip me with the fourth soul ring. !”

Ah Yin trembled all over and did not dare to kowtow again.

But he still cried: "Master, please, as long as you are willing to let Tang Hao go, I am willing to stay by your side for the rest of my life. I can do anything you ask me to do!"

Tang Hao said angrily: "Ah Yin, don't beg him!"

Snapped!

Dismasque slapped Tang Hao hard: "Shut up, the master didn't let you speak!"

Blood flowed from the corners of Tang Hao's mouth, and when he opened his mouth, several teeth fell out.

Moro stared at A Yin for a moment and suddenly laughed.

"I suddenly remembered something... Since you are my female slaves, how can you not have my mark on your body?"

Moro seemed to be muttering to himself: "The noble of the world, the female slave of the Celestial Dragon people, should have the hoofmarks of the Nine Heavenly Soaring Dragon... Tang Hao, are you a blacksmith, right? And you are also an incredible god-level blacksmith, right? ?”

Tang Hao gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to do?"

Snapped!

Dismasque slapped him down again.

Moro glared at him helplessly: "I'm talking to him!"

Dismask laughed dryly: "Master, I'm sorry... I just couldn't help myself."

Ignoring this fool, Moro continued: "Tang Hao, since you are a master craftsman, then do something for me. If you do it well...I will spare your life!"

Tang Hao's eyes lit up: "What about Ah Yin? I promise to do something for you, and you let Ah Yin go too!"

Moro stretched out a finger and shook it gently: "No, no, you don't seem to understand what I mean... Letting you go is already my greatest mercy. If you push it further, I will I will crush Ah Yin to death in front of you!"

With that said, Moro grabbed A Yin's chin and lifted A Yin's body up.

Tang Hao was shocked: "Don't, don't hurt her!"

Moro laughed loudly: "Then just be obedient... Dismasco will lead the way, let's go to his blacksmith shop!"

"Yes, Master!"

After a while, the group left Old Jack's yard and headed straight for the blacksmith shop.

As for Old Jack, he was squatting in the corner and trembling with fear. He didn't dare to look up at all, let alone intercede for Tang Hao.

intercede?If he really dared to speak, he would be crushed to death by Moro as soon as he said a word.

"Tang Hao, Haotian Douluo?"

Old Jack trembled and said to himself: "Oh my god, what is all this? How could he be Haotian Douluo?"

......

Blacksmith shop!

Tang Hao held the hammer in his hand, his hands trembling a little.

In front of him was a red-hot iron bar.

Just now, he dragged his seriously injured body and endured the pain to forge this iron bar.

There was also a hand-drawn drawing placed in front of him. The drawing looked very crude, with a claw-like mark on it.

This mark is the hoof mark of Jiutian Xianglong, the mark of the Celestial Dragon slaves.

Moro was a little impatient: "Hurry up and make it according to this mark, no ink marks!"

Tang Hao laughed miserably and looked back at Ah Yin.

Ah Yin cried: "Hao, do as he said!"

None of them were fools. They already understood what Moro was going to do when he mentioned the slave brand.

But neither Tang Hao nor A Yin were able to resist.

If they want to survive, they can only do what Moro says...otherwise they will both die.

Tang Hao is not afraid of death!

Ah Yin is not afraid of death either!

But they are both afraid of each other's death.

Bang, bang!

Tears welled up in Tang Hao's eyes, and he swung the hammer in his hand vigorously, hitting the iron bar as if to vent his anger.

After a while, the iron bars had been bent into the shape of the hoof marks of the Nine Heavenly Soaring Dragon.

Moro nodded with satisfaction and pushed Ah Yin out.

Only then did Ah Yin have the chance to get close to Tang Hao, and couldn't help but throw herself into Tang Hao's arms.