Chapter 296: Father is kind and son is filial; brothers, friends and brothers are respectful
Walking through the bluestone path in the backyard, Tang San arrived at Tang Hao's residence. This was a simple hut. Tang San stood at the door with mixed emotions in his heart, including the excitement of seeing his father soon and the complicated emotions about the past.
As a purely filial son and virtuous grandson, Tang San was extremely loyal to his father, Tang Hao.
He gently opened the door. The room was dark, with only an oil lamp flickering with faint light. Tang Hao was sitting at the table, with his back to the door, lowering his head and carving something intently.
Hearing the movement, he slowly raised his head, and the moment he saw Tang San, his empty eyes seemed to have a glimmer of energy.
"Mistress, you're here." Tang Hao's voice was hoarse and low.
Tang San frowned, and the excitement in his heart suddenly decreased a lot. For some reason, since the Yu Ruyan incident, he hated being called Xiaosan. However, he didn't show it, but the happy smile disappeared, he nodded coldly, and walked into the house.
At least he can recognize himself after so many years, which means his father still loves him, doesn't it?
Tang San walked to sit opposite Tang Hao, and there was silence between the two of them for a while.
"Father, I'm here to see you." Tang San finally spoke, but his voice seemed a little cold. He has complex emotions towards Tang Hao in his heart, with love and hate intertwined. Especially in recent years, with the changes in his own strength and mood, this emotion has become more subtle.
Tang Hao sighed, seeming to feel Tang San's alienation. He put down the carving knife in his hand and looked at Tang San: "Xiao San, you have changed a lot."
"Really?" Tang San chuckled, an imperceptible haze flashed in his eyes, "People change, don't they? Especially in this world of the jungle and the strong."
When Tang Hao heard this, he nodded, "That's right. The weak will eat the strong. You have a strong murderous aura. Have you been to the killing city?"
"Well, just came out."
Tang Hao narrowed his eyes, a little surprised that Tang San could control the murderous intention in his body so quickly. He could control it without washing all the lead. Is it because he is extremely suitable for that path, or is it because of the hatred and obsession in his heart? Have you thought too deeply that you can’t extricate yourself?
"You came to see me, what's the matter?"
As he spoke, he continued the carving movements in his hands.
Tang San glanced at the thing in Tang Hao's hand. The piece of wood was being carved into the shape of a hammer by Tang Hao. It was vaguely visible that the patterns on it were exactly the same as the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Come with me."
When Tang Hao heard this, his carving movements paused slightly, and then returned to normal. His eyes were still focused on the wooden hammer in his hand, and he asked in a calm voice: "Where to go?"
A cold light flashed in Tang San's eyes, and his tone was firm: "Leave the Haotian Sect and go to a place that belongs to us. The Wuhun Empire has unified the continent, and if the Haotian Sect continues to hide here, it will only usher in destruction. And I, will To become a new god, I need your power.”
"God? Power? Hahahaha power, do you know that my martial soul has been abolished now? Do you know that I am just a soul master with no soul power? Do you know that I am a useless person!!!"
Tang Hao suddenly stood up and smashed the sculpture in his hand to the ground like crazy. Wood chips flew everywhere. His eyes were red, he was panting like an ox, his whole chest was heaving violently, and his emotions were fluctuating to the extreme.
"Do you think I'm still bluffing? Tang San, let me tell you, I'm no longer the Haotian Douluo who shocked the continent! I'm just a waste now, a burden! I can't give you the power you want. ! ”
"Father, you are wrong. No matter what you become, you will always be my father, Tang San, and the hero in my heart forever. Moreover, what I need is not your power, but your experience, guidance and companionship. Wu Although the Soul Empire is powerful, how can I, Tang San, be afraid of it? I have my own plan and my own path."
Tang San looked at all this coldly, the cold light in his eyes never wavering. He stood up slowly, walked to Tang Hao, lowered his head, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "For me, Tang San, nothing is impossible.
I have gained the favor of God Shura. As long as I continue to devour life force and soul, I can become a real god. Now that I am the Soul Emperor, by then, what will the Spirit Empire mean? And you, as my father, shouldn't you be proud of me and help me? ”
When Tang Hao heard this, his expression changed drastically.
"Devouring life force and soul? That's an evil heretic! Sure enough, you are an outside evil!"
Tang Hao pushed Tang San away with all his strength, his eyes filled with anger, "Tell me! Where did my real child go!?"
! ! !
Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and a deep chill appeared in his eyes.
"Father, what are you talking about? I am Tang San, your biological son. Could it be said that you can't even recognize your own son?"
Tang Hao's body trembled slightly. He stared at Tang San's scarlet and evil eyes, and an unprecedented fear surged in his heart. He felt that he would kill him like a wild beast in the next second.
"Impossible, do you think I don't know? How can a human child survive under such boiling water without crying or asking for help?
Since you were three years old, you have been going to the top of the mountain to practice unknown exercises every day. Do you really think I don’t know?
Soul, yes, soul, you must be some evil thing, occupying Tang San's original body! "Tang Hao roared.
Tang San's eyes kept flickering, he knew, he had always known, so why didn't Tang Hao in his world choose to expose him, while Tang Hao here was so crazy that he wanted to reveal his true identity?
He looked at Tang Hao, who had already picked up the iron sword in the room and slashed at him, frowned fiercely, and felt extremely irritated.
Kill him? No, no, he is the father!
Not to kill him? No, he knows my secret and has a plan to die. We must not let him live! If you are sure that the other party has a way to kill you, you must not show mercy.
For a moment, he froze in place.
"Ka——"
Tang Hao's long sword went straight to Tang San's neck, but was instantly entangled in the dark blue silver grass, and the sword edge stopped only an inch away from Tang San's skin. Dark black energy spread along the sword body, eroding this ordinary iron sword, causing layers of black mist to appear on its surface, and within a few breaths, it broke into two pieces.
Tang San suddenly raised his head, his eyes as red as a knife, staring at Tang Hao coldly. The flash of murderous intention and the murderous aura brought out from the killing city made Tang Hao tremble suddenly and tremble. Back away.
"Father, no matter what you know, you are my father. I hope you understand this." His expression was gloomy and terrifying.
"No."
Before Tang Hao could finish his words, he heard Tang San continue, "I can help you reshape your martial spirit now," as he said that, he took out the inner elixir of the Ten-Headed Fierce Sun Snake from his arms.
That strange aura made the whole house dim immediately. How could it affect the environment? Tang Hao's expression changed again, and he could sense the power it contained.
As an ancient alien species, the ten-headed blazing sun snake is not a soul beast from the Douluo Continent. It is similar to the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. Its inner elixir can even help the martial soul evolve and help Tang Hao's shattered martial soul. Soul repair is also possible.
Tang Hao swallowed, his eyes flickering, he was careless, he just broke up with him and told the fact that he knew that Tang San had taken away his body, this... how should it end now?
Tang San looked at Tang Hao's unpredictable face and sneered even more in his heart. He suddenly seemed to know the reason why Tang Hao didn't choose to expose him in his world.
He sees himself as nothing more than a pawn. Tang San slowly walked towards Tang Hao, every step seemed so heavy, but full of threats.
"Father, why are you so panicked? No matter who I am or where I come from, I am a good son raised by you."
Tang Hao looked at the inner elixir that was handed to him, and finally said, "Can it really restore the martial spirit?"
His face changed so quickly, just like that day, from the indifference when he learned that his martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, to the eagerness when he learned that he had twin martial souls.
"In that case, then this time, I'll let you be my pawn. You deserve to die, but you can't die, so I'll control your soul. In this life, I want you to be a tool and be used by me." Tang San He was thinking secretly in his mind, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.
"Of course, father, this is the inner elixir of the ten-headed blazing sun snake, a strange species from the ancient times. When it comes out, the color of the world changes. I got it from the hell road. Take it now, and I will sort out the energy for you."
Is it that snake? Tang Hao's eyes flashed. Having passed through the Hell Road, he naturally knew about the existence of this snake, and even fought with it. But at that time, he ran away in despair instead of killing the opponent like Tang San.
If it is true, then he still has hope and a future.
Black and white, real son, fake son, the son who can help him reach the top again is a good son, so what if he has deteriorated internally?
Do you care about his true nature? What I care about is whether it is of use to myself and whether I can benefit from it.
The worst thing is, after you recover, you can just find an opportunity to kill him.
Thinking of this, Tang Hao's expression changed, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he took the ten inner elixirs of the Fierce Sun Snake, "Okay, Xiaosan, you and I are of the same mind."
That expression is just short of saying that he will become bigger and stronger and create greater glory.
The two looked at each other, both smiling, as if they were a father and a son, but their smiles were really weird.
Tang Hao slowly swallowed the inner elixir into his mouth, and a warm and violent energy instantly exploded in his body, burning his meridians and soul like a blazing fire. His face was red, his veins were bulging, and he was in great pain.
Tang San looked at all this coldly, quickly forming seals with his hands, and dark black energy surged out from his palms, turning into thin threads and wrapping around Tang Hao's body, helping him stabilize the violent energy. An imperceptible imprint was planted deep in Tang Hao's soul.
There was no worry in his eyes, only indifference and calculation. He shook his head and forced the technique that could only be used by the gods, making him feel a little groggy.
The ten-headed blazing sun snakes belong to fire. Under the burning of the blazing fire, Tang Hao's body seemed to be reshaped, making crackling sounds. All his clothes were reduced to ashes,
Tang San glanced at Tang Hao's lower body and sneered in his heart, at least he still had it, although it was smaller, but his father was gone.
With a long roar, the energy surging in Tang Hao's body finally calmed down. His eyes suddenly opened, and a powerful aura emanated from him, making the dust in the room tremble slightly.
"Hahaha, I, Tang Ritian, am back!" Tang Hao laughed, feeling the familiar martial spirit in his body, as if he was back to his youth again.
Although he is only the Soul Lord, he has Tang San, this guy with a sick mind who insists on recognizing him as his father even though he is not his son. Even though he was humiliated like that just now, he still has no desire for father's love in his heart. reduce.
This made him wonder whether this extraterrestrial evil spirit was an orphan without parents and lacked love since he was a child before he took away his son.
Ignoring Tang San's weird look, he took out a new set of clothes and put them on. The clothes underneath were gone. He didn't know how many people had seen him like this, he was already used to it.
Tang Hao couldn't wait to summon his own martial spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer. The familiar lines and familiar weight made him feel indescribable excitement.
It was indeed the right thing to save him alive in the first place! I just feel a little dizzy now for some reason.
Tang Hao waved his hand and hit the Clear Sky Hammer. There were faint sparks flashing in the air, which made him raise his eyebrows. The Clear Sky Hammer seemed to have more fire attributes than before.
Just
"Mistress, how do I feel?"
"Father, your martial spirit has been broken once. The remaining original power of the martial spirit is naturally very little. Even with the inner elixir of this ancient alien species, it can only be reunited. If you want to restore the original quality, naturally We need more martial soul origins.”
Tang San said, with an inexplicable color in his eyes.
"What do you mean?" Tang Hao frowned.
A sneer appeared on Tang San's lips, and he said slowly: "It means that in order for you to fully recover, or even go further, we need more martial soul sources. And the best way to obtain these sources is to devour others and us The same guy who has the Clear Sky Hammer spirit.”
When Tang Hao heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a look of disbelief flashed across his face. Devouring the origin of the martial souls of the same race? Not even those fallen soul masters would have this kind of thought, right?
This is very evil soul master.
He stared at Tang San, as if trying to find a hint of joking or falsehood in the other person's eyes, but Tang San's eyes were cold and firm, not wavering in the slightest.
"Father, you care about the sect very much, but this is not your sect alone, but the sect of our entire family. For the future of the sect, for our future, it is necessary to sacrifice some people." Tang San The voice echoed in the house, tempting.
"What you care about is the inheritance of the Clear Sky Hammer, and what you care about is the face of the Clear Sky Sect, but now this sect, which was frightened by the Spirit Empire, is useless. They are the sinners who polluted the name of the Clear Sky Sect. .
Kill them all, and then we will establish our own sect. This is the real Haotian Sect! From then on, we are the ancestors of the Haotian Sect, and our Haotian Sect is the orthodox one! ”
Tang San's words were full of incitement, his eyes flashed with madness and determination, and he gave a spiritual suggestion deep in Tang Hao's soul similar to Wang Dong'er's "Soul tools are shit, hidden weapons are gods."
Under his guidance, Tang Hao quickly accepted this shocking idea, and the shock in his eyes was gradually replaced by a twisted fanaticism.
He smiled lowly and said: "You are right, Xiaosan, for the future of Haotian Sect, for our future, some sacrifices are inevitable. Those clansmen who are as timid as mice and only know how to cower are not worthy at all. The Glory of the Clear Sky Hammer”
Tang San smiled, "Then, it's time to start. I have found the source of their water." He took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms,
"Inside this is my specially prepared poison. Once blended into the water, it is colorless and odorless, even for a titled Douluo, it is difficult to detect it. Once drunk, it will lurk. When it explodes, the weak will die directly, and the strong will die. He will also be temporarily sealed and become like an ordinary person
At that time, it will be our chance, Titled Douluo? Huh, in front of my hidden weapon, there is only death. ”
Tang Hao took the porcelain bottle, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, "Okay."
The two looked at each other and laughed with their own motives.
(End of chapter)