Chapter 47 Tang Hao, Ah Yin feels very good when using it
In the back mountain of Wuhun Academy, there is a mimicry training field.

Feng Xuan sat cross-legged on a rock, his arms folded across his chest, in a daze.

"How did that guy know about the bloodline awakening? Hasn't Tang Hao been arrested?"

Taking the initiative to go to the Blue Silver Forest must have been guided by someone.

But the only people in this world who knew Ah Yin’s identity and were still alive were himself, Tang Hao, and the people from the Haotian Sect.

Could it be that Tang Xiao was so bored that he ran out of the Haotian Sect, found the other party's residence from afar, and then told this nephew whom he had never met that your mother is the Blue Silver Emperor?

It's ridiculous!

It couldn't possibly be me who said that, right?
"Tang Hao. If Yu Xiaogang takes the initiative to find Bibi Dong in order to make Tang San stronger, then as long as he is shameless enough, he should be able to meet the other party."

After thinking about it carefully, this is the most feasible reason.

But can Gangzi really put aside his pride and ask Bibi Dong for help? If he could, he wouldn't have lived in Nottingham forever.

Never mind. I’m the disciple of the great priest now, so why don’t I just go and see Tang Hao directly?

So he went to the worship hall alone and explained his purpose.

"Do you want to kill Tang Hao?" Qian Daoliu, who was flipping through a book, frowned slightly when he heard the young man's words. He thought for a while and said in a deep voice.

"Can we wait a few years? The execution date has been set and announced to the world. If you kill him early, it will affect the reputation of the Spirit Hall."

Feng Xuan shook his head, "Sorry, old man, I want to do it as soon as possible."

"Why? It's not impossible if the reason is right."

"Family feud, it's that simple." He spoke in a flat tone, without any fluctuation in his eyes, as if this matter was insignificant.

Qian Daoliu looked at him for a long while, and couldn't help but chuckled twice, saying with relief.

"Okay, that guy is locked up in the Suppression Palace. This is my identity token. You'll need it if you want to get in."

After saying that, he handed the thing hanging around his waist to the child.

Looking at the figure gradually moving away, Qian Daoliu turned around and walked to the handsome young man who was dozing on the offering chair.

"Old Five, you should just follow Xuan'er in secret for the time being. Let him do whatever he wants. If he's in danger, protect him."

Guang Ling's body trembled slightly when he heard the voice, then he opened his eyes, stood up quickly and whispered, "Yes, big brother."

A moment later -
Under the respectful gaze of the two red-armored guards, Feng Xuan walked into the Evil Suppression Hall.

Just as I turned around, a breeze blew by, and a young man in a white robe walked in with light steps.

The two guards didn't even notice the second person.

"It's really extravagant." Feng Xuan couldn't help but click his tongue as he looked at the wall made entirely of crystal panels that reflected sunlight.

Under this light, the towering angel statue is extremely vivid, as if a real angel has descended to the earth.

Before he got close, Feng Xuan felt that this statue had the same warm meaning as the one in the worship hall. Qian Daoliu also had this kind of warmth, which should be the power of an angel.

There might be something suppressed by angels down there.

After taking only two steps, I suddenly discovered a pair of footprints on the floor that led to the underground.

He raised his eyebrows. He had asked Qian Daoliu before. He knew that except for the time when the Fallen were detained, there would be many people coming and going here, and usually there were almost no people coming here.

And apart from the Temple of the Enshrinement, only the Pope can issue a temporary warrant.

Putting all these together, it seems that Yu Xiaogang really was here.

After entering the dungeon, all Feng Xuan saw were small cages. Seeing this, he couldn't help but gasp.

"What a great handwriting!"

There is angelic power on each cage, and because of the cage, inside is sealed a black fog that ordinary people cannot see.

They are all resentful souls!
They were either tied up by golden spiked chains that were invisible to the naked eye, or nailed by countless transparent lightsabers and sharp swords. Their movements and postures were varied and countless.

It seemed as if they were all suffering some kind of punishment.

Taking two steps forward and looking at the sign with the crime written on it, Feng Xuan finally realized that the other party was indeed being tortured, and that it was eternal punishment, and he would not be at peace even after death.

"What a waste!" He sighed, shook his head and whispered, "Your Majesty the Angel God, are you here? Can you open this cage? I want to invite them to enter the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to be happy. Is that okay?"

A faint, inconspicuous golden light glowed on the angel statue just above the dungeon.

"But" a word suddenly sounded in my mind, and then there was no further information.

Feeling a warm power in his body, Feng Xuan raised his head and looked at the cage, and it actually opened under the control of his own mind.

Then the things inside floated out, suspended in the air by golden chains.

He casually summoned the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and collected the resentful soul into it.

Feeling the opponent's soul power level, Feng Xuan took a breath of cold air, "Hiss~ Soul Saint! Now I can do the experiment!"

And I don’t know if it’s because of the torture, but he has almost no remaining consciousness. He is simply a perfect thug!
Then he curled the corners of his mouth and looked at the cage that seemed to have no end.

There are at least hundreds of them here, but only less than ten of them have their remains intact.

Anyway, they are all fallen beings with heavy sins, so there is no need to feel any psychological burden in refining them.

But this first one is just an attempt, and the main thing is to get down to business.

He walked through the corridor surrounded by dark air and reached the deepest part. Only then did he feel the fluctuations of soul power that a living person should have.

"Tang Hao, long time no see." Looking at the other party's miserable condition, Feng Xuan showed a smile from the bottom of his heart.

I originally heard that only the arms were lost, but I didn't expect that even the legs were chopped off. He was hanging there and looked like a piece of bacon being dried.

Hearing the sound, Tang Hao opened his eyes.

Seeing that it was Feng Xuan, he couldn't help but feel confused. What was going on? Wasn't this an important place of the Spirit Hall? How come there was another one here in just a few days?

He knew that Yu Xiaogang was Bibi Dong's mistress, so it was not surprising that the other party was able to come in. What right did this kid have?
"It seems that you are very confused, Tang Hao." Feng Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground, supporting his face with his hands and admiring the scene.

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Feng Xuan, the son of Feng Liang, the carpenter killed by your son Tang San. My current identity is a disciple of the Spirit Hall's chief priest."

Hearing the sound, Tang Hao's eyes almost popped out, and the turbulent waves in his heart were rolling.

Did this guy know that it was Xiao San who did it? He actually hid it for so long? How could a support department be accepted as a disciple by such a strong man?

Seeing the shock written all over that haggard face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin even higher.

"I like the way you are now. Let me tell you a little secret. The person who reported your whereabouts is called Su Yuntao, and I was the one who told him this news."

"That is to say, the reason you are like this now is actually because of me. Are you more excited?"

The human pig hanging in the air suddenly began to twist and turn, gasping for breath. , roared.

"You damned boy! I shouldn't have let you go back then!"

Feng Xuan tilted his head and taunted, "Do you really think that you didn't kill me because of your pity?"

"No! That's because I didn't join the Spirit Hall at that time."

"And as the auxiliary department that is most looked down upon by your Haotian Sect, you certainly won't take me seriously."

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, he didn't listen to what the boy said at all, his killing intent was boiling, the bloodshot murderous aura was emanating from the human pig, but it was completely blocked by the cage.

"Why are you making that expression~ Since your son killed my father, isn't it normal for me to commit murder in order to avenge you?"

"Who are you? The high and mighty Haotian Douluo. A weak person who wants revenge will naturally seize every opportunity."

"But now I should be a strong man for you and your son. Do you think Tang San can escape from my hands? Respected Haotian Douluo?"

As he spoke, Feng Xuan installed four or five soul rings. With a slight movement of his mind, five black rings slowly appeared around him.

Seeing this, a bone-chilling chill surged into Tang Hao's heart.

Didn’t Yu Xiaogang say that Xiao San is only twelve years old now? It’s only been a few years, so how did this kid become a Soul King? And how come he has five ten thousand year soul rings?
Chaotic information echoed in his mind, he shook his head and hissed.

"What did you do to Xiao San!"

Feng Xuan shrugged, "You should ask your wife about this."

Tang Hao was slightly stunned, "What do you mean?"

I saw the Human Emperor Banner in my hand, and a blue figure flew out from the banner.

As the figure landed on the ground, Tang Hao stared at the other party blankly and completely gave up thinking.

Ah Yin stood quietly and gracefully beside the young man who summoned her, staring expressionlessly at the man who was hanging like bacon.

"Ahao, long time no see." She opened her thin lips slightly and said softly.

"Ah Yin? You, what on earth is going on? Feng Xuan! Tell me! What on earth is going on? Why is Ah Yin in your martial spirit?!"

"Don't worry about it. She has something to say to you now. You have to answer it well~"

She walked in front of the cage with lotus steps, ignoring the other party's red eyes, and asked coldly: "Do you know about Tang San's problem?"

Tang Hao, who had focused all his attention on the other person's face and recalled the past, was slightly stunned and blurted out, "Mistress? What's wrong with mistress?"

"Mysterious Heaven Skill, Purple Demon Eye, Controlling Cranes and Capturing Dragons, Ghost Shadow Steps, Mysterious Jade Hands, and that hidden weapon"

As she spoke, anger gradually emerged on her face. "Are these things something a child of a few years old should know?"

Hearing the names of these moves, Tang Hao's expression became more horrified.

Even though he had only heard three of them in secret, how did he know about it when Yin had been dead for so long?
Seeing that the other party remained silent, A Yin's towering figure kept rising and falling, and he was so angry that his teeth were itching.

He has been with Tang San all the time, so he definitely knows!
"That boy is not my son at all!"

Hearing this, Tang Hao hurriedly said: "What? Ah Yin, Xiao San is of course our child. He awakened the Blue Silver Grass with you. The spirit will not lie!"

He didn't care whether the other person's soul was his child or not. The body was enough. As long as he inherited the Clear Sky Hammer, he was his good son.

"Ah Hao, let me ask you, how did a newborn baby survive when we were besieged by the three titled Qianxunji?"

Ah Yin pursed her red lips, shook her head and sighed, speaking slowly.

"I am the Blue Silver Emperor. I am most sensitive to life energy. The child lost his life energy for a period of time during our escape. I remember it clearly."

"But because I was in such a hurry at the time, and he suddenly made a sound later, I thought he was just pretending to be dead and fainting, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

"But is he really a normal child?"

Tang Hao lowered his head and thought for a while, but it had been a long time since then, and his attention was all on fighting the enemy, so he had forgotten it long ago.

Facing Ah Yin's words, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao San is fine! He is our descendant and has inherited our martial spirit."

"Ah Hao, let me ask you a question, do you really love me?"

"Of course I do."

"You should know that I like to grow flowers and plants."

"Yes."

"Then why did you plant my seeds in that place? Have you really thought about resurrecting me?"

His pupils shrank. How could he respond? Of course he knew where the plants should be planted.

But if Ah Yin is resurrected, how can Xiao San's Blue Silver Emperor bloodline awaken?
"Today, I noticed that there is someone on the continent who wants to awaken the royal bloodline of my clan. You should know who it is, right?"

"I stopped him and cursed the man."

Tang Hao was stunned when he heard the voice, and then he said angrily: "Mistress? Ah Yin, how can you be so cruel? That's our son!"

"I repeat, that is not my son!"

"Oh, I don't know why, I fell in love with you at that time, and even told you my identity."

"But now that I think about it, everything that happened between you and me was just so accidental."

"It was by chance that I just left the Blue Silver Forest and ran into you brothers. You even rescued me."

"If I had told you by chance, my identity would have been known to the entire continent, and I would have had to hide from place to place."

"It was so accidental that the news of my pregnancy was known to the enemy forces. It was so accidental that they found my residence and hunted me down on the day I gave birth to my child. It was so accidental that you just happened to be at level 90 and lacked a spirit ring."

"Tang Hao, I've died once. I'm not the silly girl who was obsessed with you now."

She tilted her pretty face, trying to look him in the eye, but he kept tilting his head and didn't dare to look at her, so she said coldly, "Look into my eyes! Answer me! Is this really all a coincidence?"

Looking at Tang Hao's expression as if his parents had died, Feng Xuan couldn't help but laugh.

"A Yin, that's enough talk, it's time to send him off~"

She sighed tiredly. This person didn't even dare to give her an answer. So she turned around and turned into a blue light and returned to the banner. She wanted to be alone.

Hearing Feng Xuan's words, Tang Hao was furious. Seeing that he had disappeared, he gritted his teeth and said, "What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

"It's almost time. I have to send you on your way."

As Feng Xuan spoke, his mind moved, and golden light flashed in his hands, manipulating the power of punishment in the cage.

Feeling the piercing pain in his body, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He would rather lose the battle than the battle. He was Haotian Douluo and would not admit defeat. He gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Xiao San will avenge me, you damned boy!"

Feng Xuan raised his lips, "You are just the beginning. After removing your head soul bone, I will preserve your face and send it anonymously to your beloved son."

"Oh, by the way, Yin feels pretty good when using it. You have good taste."

"Don't look so ugly, smile, and let me send you a better expression."

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　　I originally planned to separate the conversation between Yin and Tang Hao into a separate chapter, but I think it’s better to keep it together.

　　By the way, the original title was.

　　Tang Hao, smile and send your face to Tang San
　　If there are any problems, I will revise them tomorrow. I am writing the next chapter.

　　
　
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