Chapter 512 Ah Yin: Tang Hao, please don't contact me anymore. I'm afraid the Holy Son wil
Chapter 512 Ah Yin: Tang Hao, don't contact me anymore. I'm afraid that the Holy Son will misunderstand~
In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.
Under a waterfall in a valley, Tang San slowly held his breath against the impact of the water flow, suddenly opened his eyes, and broke out of the water with the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.
"Finally reached level 50, and the originally chaotic and violent soul power in my body has also been restored to stability under the power of the Mysterious Heavenly Art and the physical training..."
He let out a long breath, paused, and walked towards the burly man sitting on a stone not far away.
"Ba Ba, can we go find the Blue Silver King now?"
"Yeah."
Tang Hao nodded, flashed to Tang San's side, and then grabbed him and disappeared on the spot.
...
An unknown forest.
As soon as the Tang family father and son arrived here, Tang San immediately felt a huge and familiar breath, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.
There are very few people in this world who know the secrets of the Blue Silver King. This time, I can't make mistakes again, right?
He thought silently in his heart, and soon found a grassy area under Tang Hao's guidance, sat cross-legged, and then began to sense it by himself.
The result... naturally there was no result.
Tang San opened his eyes again, and his mood became a little depressed.
Could it be that because his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul had become unrecognizable, his most loyal "subjects" would no longer recognize him?
That would be a group of untouchables!
Tang San stood up, looked around for a while, thought about it, and simply pulled Tang Hao and walked towards the depths of the forest according to his memory.
No "hello".
He wanted to go directly to see the Blue Silver King!
See if the Blue Silver King still recognizes him as the prince. If not, there is no need for it to continue to exist in the world. Just let Baba destroy it and use its life energy to nourish his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. Maybe it will produce some miraculous effect...
Thinking of this, Tang San's eyes lit up, and the slight depression in his heart was swept away, and suddenly he was a little looking forward to it.
As the father and son walked, their vision gradually became wider and the air became fresher.
Suddenly, a strange blue silver plant more than ten meters high came into their sight. Tang San recognized it as the Blue Silver King, but there was no excitement in his eyes, but a deep shock.
The same was true for Tang Hao.
Because, in front of the Blue Silver King, there was a gorgeous figure sitting cross-legged with her back to them. She had long, smooth blue hair and a blue dress. Although they didn't see her face at first glance, both father and son knew that she was beautiful.
"Mom!"
Tang San couldn't help but shout excitedly.
"Ah Yin... is it you? Ah Yin!"
Tang Hao's voice was even a little trembling and unbelievable.
The woman slowly turned around.
Ah Yin!
It was really her!
After seeing her face and seeing the familiar tenderness in her eyes, Tang Hao had no doubts in his heart.
The woman in front of him was his Ah Yin!
"Tang Hao, Tang... San?"
The voice of the Blue Silver King was a little cold.
The tenderness in her eyes disappeared instantly when her sight focused on the father and son of the Tang family.
It was as if she saw a stranger, or even an enemy.
"Ah Yin?"
Tang Hao noticed something was wrong.
"Don't you recognize me? I'm your brother Hao, Ah Hao!"
Blue Silver Emperor continued to say coldly: "Tang Hao, of course I remember you, but you'd better not use such a disgusting word."
"Ah?!"
Hearing this, Tang San was stunned on the spot, and Tang Hao was horrified. He couldn't help but take a few steps forward, wanting to get closer to the Blue Silver Emperor, but was blocked by several blue silver grasses that suddenly rose from the ground.
Tang Hao was stunned again, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "No, you are not my Ah Yin, Ah Yin will not treat me like this..."
As he said, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he said to the Blue Silver Emperor viciously:
"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be my Ah Yin?!!!"
Blue Silver Emperor looked at him deeply.
"Your Ah Yin... Hehe, just treat her as dead. The hopeless fool died in the past, and now I have been reborn."
Her face became more and more indifferent.
"I am the Blue Silver Emperor, from the beginning to the end. As for you, the former evil husband, and the freak next to you who knows what kind of monsters and demons, they have nothing to do with me now!"
"A Yin..."
Tang Hao seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but stagger back a few steps.
"You are Ah Yin, but what do you know?"
The Blue Silver Emperor looked at him and Tang San coldly, and suddenly felt something, looked up at the sky, and a touch of tenderness and joy reappeared in his eyes.
"Sir, the Holy Son..."
She couldn't help but murmured.
The story has to start from a few years ago.
Wang Zhao took the Blue Silver Emperor's body to the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire and replanted her.
With the accumulation of time and Wang Zhao's intentional cultivation of the power of faith, her consciousness quickly recovered, and she was not far from completely resurrecting from the dead and turning into a human form again.
At that time, after waking up, she angrily questioned Wang Zhao about her "good husband" and "good son".
Who knew that she was confused by Wang Zhao's well-reasoned "facts".
What?
Was her sacrifice planned by Tang Hao?
Her son was actually dead?
Now an old monster or some other monster is living in her son's place?
...
In short, she was disgusted.
She was sad, painful, and resentful.
After being completely resurrected by Wang Zhao, she wanted to rush to Tang Hao and question him about everything.
However, she was stopped by Wang Zhao. Wang Zhao told her that she would let her meet Tang Hao and Tang San sooner or later, so she obediently came to this Blue Silver Forest and waited until now.
"Mom, what did you say?"
Tang San suddenly spoke, looking at the Blue Silver Emperor with disbelief in his eyes.
"You just said 'Son'..."
The Blue Silver Emperor looked at him.
"Yes, Lord Son, Son of the Spirit Hall. My, master."
"?!!!!" ×2
Boom!
Tang Hao summoned the Clear Sky Hammer at once, his eyes were red, and he was panting like a cow.
All the power burst out.
"A Yin... do you know what you are saying?"
He said with gritted teeth.
The Blue Silver Emperor didn't care, and then a touch of admiration and affection appeared in his eyes.
"My master, he is coming. For the sake of our past friendship, you should go, otherwise you will not be able to leave when he comes... After all, he is a god now."
"Ah?"
The father and son of the Tang family were stunned again. When he heard Ah Yin say the word "God", Tang Hao even stopped being angry for a moment.
The next moment.
As if responding to the words of the Blue Silver Emperor, a terrifying aura suddenly descended between heaven and earth.
Irresistible, unquestionable!
God!
Tang Hao, who had inherited the Rakshasa God, immediately realized something, his face changed again, looking at Ah Yin, his eyes widened, he was about to say something but stopped, feeling that the pressure in the air was becoming more and more suffocating, he clenched his fist until it bled, looking extremely entangled, and then finally couldn't help but grab Tang San and run towards the outside of the forest.
After a while, Wang Zhao's figure slowly appeared behind the Blue Silver Emperor.
"Master~"
The Blue Silver Emperor turned around and immediately threw himself into his arms, rubbing against his strong chest.
"Why did you send me a message to let them go? I want to kill them all now and be done with it."
Wang Zhao gently rubbed her head, looking at the direction where Tang Hao ran away, with a playful smile in his eyes.
"It's not the right time yet."
Blue Silver Emperor nodded as if he understood, and then slid down almost instinctively.
"Then ignore them, let Silver Girl Youer serve you..."
She said in a delicate voice.
