I am in Douluo, and the female pope uses me as her first love substitute.

The tall and muscular man looked slovenly at the moment. He wore a torn robe with no patches on it, exposing the bronze skin underneath.

His normally regular facial features were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, and he looked sleepy. His hair was as messy as a bird's nest, and his beard had not been trimmed in an unknown number of days.

Wang Zhao saw Tang Hao's reaction to Old Jack's proposal to send Tang San to Notting College.

This Tang Ritian seems to be...

A little weird.

It's not in terms of strength, but in terms of speech and temperament. There is something strange that cannot be explained. Although he hides it very well, it is not difficult to see Wang Zhao hidden in the third party's perspective.

Could it be that new variables have appeared again? !

Wang Zhao was keenly aware.

Ever since Luo Chenxin, the Sword Fighter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, suddenly broke through to level 97, Wang Zhao had a better understanding of the possible "variables" mentioned by the two gods of time and space in this world, and had already anticipated that the future would include Tang Dynasty. There may be changes in the protagonist group including the three male protagonists.

It may be them themselves, or it may be the people around them who are closely related to them.

Now on Tang San's side...

Wang Zhao's profound gaze switched back and forth between Tang San and Tang Hao.

Is it Tang San? Or Tang Hao? Or is there something wrong with both?

At this time, Old Jack looked at the "sensible" little Yakuza and sighed, patted his shoulder and turned around to walk outside.

When Old Jack walked to the door of the blacksmith shop, he suddenly stopped and finally said to Tang Hao: "Tang Hao, you should think about it carefully and think more about your mistress. There are still three days left before the registration time for this year's Notting Soul Master Junior College. months."

...After Tang San saw Old Jack off, he stopped at the door of the blacksmith shop for a while and quickly closed the door.

In the distance, Wang Zhao raised his eyebrows, then smiled lightly and took the initiative to activate the clairvoyance ability he had gained after taking the See Through Autumn Water Dew. Immediately, he had an unobstructed view of the scene in the blacksmith shop.

"Ba Ba."

After closing the door of the blacksmith shop, Tang San did not talk nonsense with Tang Hao like in his previous life, but said directly:

"Actually, I still have a martial spirit."

"what?!"

Tang Hao's originally cloudy eyes suddenly widened, and he no longer sat lazily on the recliner but stood up abruptly.

"let me see!"

Tang San nodded slightly, then slowly raised his right hand, and tiny crystal blue silver grass appeared on his palm.

Tang Hao immediately came over, his face changed vaguely, he seemed to be a little strange about something, and finally his eyes narrowed slightly as if he had given himself some reasonable explanation, so he didn't think much about it for the time being, but then he became a little distracted. Murmured.

"Lanyincao... looks so similar."

Suddenly, he looked at Tang San, carefully scrutinizing his face from close range, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

"Ba Ba, what's wrong?"

Tang San noticed Tang Hao's strange gaze and asked.

At this moment, an old bronze mirror on the messy wooden table next to him reflected a ray of light. Tang San turned his head and quickly saw that although the bronze mirror was a little blurry, it was still barely visible under his Purple Demon Eyes. See his face clearly.

Ordinary...no, even somewhat similar to Tang Hao's rough face. He is still relatively young and looks relatively ugly under this "honor".

this is me?

Tang San couldn't help but be startled.

Tang San had already accepted that his face might not be as handsome as in his previous life in a short period of time. He originally thought that after awakening his martial spirit, his face would gradually become a bit "somewhat" due to the initial resurgence of the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline. "Little handsome", I never thought...

How could he be more affected by the Clear Sky Hammer's martial spirit?

Tang San couldn't help but doubt life.

However, he didn't think too much about this aspect. After all, he was accustomed to his handsomeness in his previous life and had already forgotten what he looked like before he awakened the Blue Silver Emperor's martial spirit.

The quality of the Blue Silver Grass Spirit that has not yet awakened as the Blue Silver Emperor is undoubtedly inferior to the Clear Sky Hammer, so he who has not yet attached a soul ring to the Blue Silver Grass Spirit may be affected by the Clear Sky Hammer a little more. It makes sense, right? In his previous life, he didn't care that much about his appearance.

Immediately, Tang San laughed secretly in his heart.

Probably because he firmly believes that he will become handsome in the future, so he is confident and not worried about it.

Tang San soon stopped paying attention to his own appearance, and Tang Hao looked at Tang San's face, which was exactly the same as when he was a child, and couldn't see any trace of his mother's beautiful style. The look in his eyes was a little complicated, but it was also a bit more intimate.

He then said: "Let me see your other martial spirit."

"Ah."

Tang San then withdrew his right hand, and the blue silver grass martial spirit in his hand disappeared. He raised his left hand, and a black hammer emitted a powerful aura that made people feel inexplicably depressed. A small hammer with patterns on the head appeared.

really……

Tang Hao secretly thought to himself, holding Tang San's left hand, his expression was calm at first, but suddenly turned into a look of surprise, and he hugged Tang San forcefully into his arms.

This small detail was still noticed by Wang Zhao in the distance, his eyes becoming more and more profound.

As for Tang San, he was enjoying the warmth, closeness and sense of security from his Ba Ba, so how could he have any other thoughts.

In a daze, the scenes of his six years of life flashed through Tang San's mind.

In the past six years, except for the earliest period, Tang Hao would take care of his growth. Later, when he was able to act on his own, he would soon be responsible for cooking and taking care of Tang Hao's daily life.

If only this was the case, that's all. After all, Tang San's previous life in his memory was also like this, and he even quite enjoyed this warm life of being able to take care of his own Ba Ba without any worries.

However, as he grows older, he seems to be getting more and more "busy".

From taking care of Ba Ba's daily life in the early days, to Tang Hao actually taking the initiative to teach him blacksmithing, and even frantically asking him to help him make money together. If it were Tang San in his previous life, he would definitely be happy. After all, it was also a kind of training.

But in this life, he has long been proficient in the Nine Arts of Haotian, the random cloak hammering technique, etc. In order not to expose his strangeness, he usually has to deliberately disguise himself, and more importantly, because he has to help Tang Hao forge iron. Making money also led to the loss of some of his cultivation time.

Originally, Tang San, who had a deeper understanding of Xuantian Kung in this life, wanted to seize the time to lay a solid foundation for himself, so that his potential soul power accumulation before absorbing the first soul ring would be much higher than the full innate soul power.

Even if it is too late to reach Qian Renxue's innate soul power of level 20, it is expected to at least be level 15.