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

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

At the bottom of a waterfall in a valley, Tang San slowly held his breath against the impact of the water flow, suddenly opened his eyes, and broke through the water with the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

"I have finally reached level 50. The chaotic and violent soul power in my body has also been restored to stability under the Xuantian Gong power and physical training..."

He let out a long breath, paused, and walked towards the burly man who was sitting on a rock not far away.

"Ba Ba, can we go find the Blue Silver King now?"

"Ah."

Tang Hao nodded, flashed to Tang San's side, 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 aura, 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. We can't make any mistakes this time, right?

He thought silently in his heart, and soon found a patch of grass under Tang Hao's guidance, sat cross-legged, and then began to sense on his own.

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 Spirit had changed beyond recognition, his most loyal “subjects” would no longer recognize him?

What a bunch of untouchables they are!

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 following his memory.

No more “hello”.

He wants to go directly to see the Blue Silver King!

Let's see if the Blue Silver King still recognizes him as the crown prince. If not, there is no need for it to continue to exist in the world. It would be better to 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 he suddenly felt a little bit expectant.

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 instead a deep shock.

The same goes for Tang Hao.

Because, in front of the Blue Silver King, there was a graceful figure sitting cross-legged with her back to them. She had long, smooth blue hair and a blue dress. Although they couldn't see her face at first glance, both father and son knew that she was beautiful.

"Mama!"

Tang San couldn't help but shout out excitedly.

"Gin...is that you? Gin!"

There was even a hint of trembling and disbelief in Tang Hao's voice.

The woman turned back slowly.

Ah Yin!

It's really her!

After seeing her face and seeing the familiar tenderness in her eyes, Tang Hao no longer had any doubts in his heart.

The woman in front of him is his Ah Yin!

"Tang Hao, Tang... San?"

The Blue Silver Emperor's voice was somewhat cold.

The tenderness in her eyes disappeared instantly the moment her sight focused on the father and son of the Tang family.

It was like seeing a stranger, or even an enemy.

"Ah Yin?"

Tang Hao sensed something was wrong.

"Don't you recognize me? I'm your brother Hao, Ahao!"

Blue Silver Emperor continued coldly: "Tang Hao, of course I remember you, but you should not use such disgusting words."

"what?!"

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 would not treat me like this..."

As he spoke, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he said viciously to the Blue Silver Emperor:

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be my Ah Yin?!!!"

The Blue Silver Emperor looked at him deeply.

"Your Ah Yin... Haha, just treat her as dead. The hopeless fool died in the past, and I have been reborn now."

Her expression became increasingly cold.

"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 monster or demon is this, they have nothing to do with me now!"

"Ah Yin..."

Tang Hao seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but stagger back a few steps.

"You are Yin, but what do you know?"

The Blue Silver Emperor looked at him and Tang San coldly, then suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky. A hint of tenderness and joy reappeared in his eyes.

"Lord Holy Son..."

She couldn't help but murmur.

The story begins several 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 with Wang Zhao's deliberate cultivation of the power of faith, her consciousness quickly recovered, and she was even not far from completely coming back to life and transforming into a human form again.

At that time, after waking up, she angrily questioned Wang Zhao about her "good husband" and "good son".

Unexpectedly, he was confused by Wang Zhao's well-reasoned "facts".

what?

Was her sacrifice planned by Tang Hao?

Her son is actually dead?

Now an old monster or some other evil spirit is living in place of her son?

……

In short, she was disgusted.

She was sad, painful and resentful.

After being completely resurrected by Wang Zhao, he wanted to rush to Tang Hao immediately and question him about everything.

However, she was stopped by Wang Zhao, who told her that she would meet Tang Hao and Tang San sooner or later, so she obediently came to the Blue Silver Forest and has been waiting until now.

"Mom, what did you say?"

Tang San suddenly spoke up, looking towards Blue Silver Emperor with disbelief in his eyes.

"You just said 'Son'..."

Lan Yinhuang looked at him.

"Yes, Lord Saint, the Saint of the Spirit Hall. My, master."

"?!!!!" x2

boom!

Tang Hao summoned the Clear Sky Hammer at once, his eyes were red and he was breathing heavily.

All the power exploded.

"Ayin... do you know what you are talking about?"

He said this through gritted teeth.

The Blue Silver Emperor didn't care at all, and a hint of admiration and affection appeared in his eyes.

"My master, he is coming. For the sake of our past friendship, please leave. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave when he comes... After all, he is a god now."

"what?"

The Tang family father and son were stunned again. When Tang Hao heard Ah Yin say the word "God", even his anger was temporarily interrupted.

next moment.

As if in response to the Blue Silver Emperor's words, a terrifying aura suddenly descended between heaven and earth.

Irresistible and unquestionable!

god!

Tang Hao, who inherited the Rakshasa God's heritage, immediately realized something and his face changed again. He looked at Ah Yin with his eyes wide open, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Feeling the pressure in the air becoming more and more suffocating, he clenched his fist until it bled, looking extremely conflicted, and then he finally couldn't help but grabbed Tang San and ran out of the forest.

After a moment, 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 asking me to let them go? I want to kill them all now and put an end to it all."

Wang Zhao rubbed her head gently and looked at the direction where Tang Hao was running, with a playful smile in his eyes.

"Now is not the time."

The Blue Silver Emperor nodded as if he understood, then slid down almost instinctively.

"Then ignore them and let Yinnu Youer serve you..."

She said in a tender voice.