"Chen'er, where are you?"

Tang Hao shuttled through the forest, and his years of decadent life made his body much worse than before.

The Title Douluo-level soul power spread, but it was also blocked by the chaotic aura, and it couldn't feel too far away at all.

Looking at the dilapidated appearance of the forest, Tang Hao's heart suddenly became entangled, and he even felt a strong sense of guilt.

Tang Chen inherited Ah Yin perfectly, both in appearance and aura.

So all these years, he didn't dare to look at it a few more times, it was like some kind of curse that plunged him into endless pain.

But what is the result?

Now that he has become like this, Title Douluo will feel difficult to hurry.

The two children are also emaciated and now face the pain of losing their loved ones again.

Is he really worthy to be a husband and a father to his children?

"Ah~Chen'er!"

Tang Hao roared in pain, and the huge pit in front of him finally made him collapse, because there was a remnant of Chen'er's breath here.

Can a seven-year-old survive such a terrifying battlefield?

The pain made people crazy, and Tang Hao only felt that something was broken in his heart.

Then he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell limply to the ground.

......

"Huh? Who's calling Master? ”

Tang Chen, who had already left, stopped, he should have heard it correctly just now.

Someone is calling his name...

"It can't be Tang San's kid, right?"

Tang Chen thought of this reckless guy, and quickly turned around and ran back.

I saw that there was really a person lying on the edge of the pit, and there was a large pool of blood on the ground.

Although this person is not Tang San, it is his cheap father Tang Hao.

Dignified Title Douluo, a good dignified vomiting blood coma, drinking and drinking waste, right?

Tang Chen didn't know how to treat it, so he used his soul power to roughly sense it, and found that it was a recurrence of an old injury.

Is it because of him?

"Cut... I'll help you..."

Summoned the Divine Tree Martial Spirit, picked a few cultivation fruits, and then pinched out the juice and poured it into Tang Hao's mouth.

Although it can only increase the cultivation speed, it will help the injury to some extent.

It wasn't until five of them were consumed that Tang Hao's breathing became steady, and his complexion was no longer blood-red.

"Alright, let's go home..."

Tang Chen grabbed Tang Hao's calf and dragged it towards the Holy Soul Village.

I'm too young to hold this big guy.

......

On the square of the Holy Soul Village, more than 300 villagers all gathered here.

Although there are no more earthquakes, no one is in a hurry to go back.

Tang San paced back and forth, looking towards the entrance of the village from time to time.

After waiting for a long time and no one came back, I finally couldn't help it.

"Grandpa Jack, dad and brother haven't come back yet, I'm going to find them!"

"Little San, don't be impulsive, grandpa will bring someone to help you find it!"

The old village chief hurriedly greeted the villagers and ran out after Tang San.

However, as soon as a large group of people left the entrance of the village, they all stopped.

I saw Tang Chen's thin figure, carrying the prey that bent him, and dragging Tang Hao forward with difficulty.

"Big brother, Dad!"

Tang San's eyes turned red instantly, and he rushed out shouting.

The villagers also exclaimed, panicked over to help.

Tang Hao has been in the village for almost six years, and although the villagers don't look down on him, they also have a little friendship.

After all, he made a lot of farm tools, and the villagers knew the cheap price.

"Brother, what's going on?" Tang San asked nervously.

"I don't know, there seems to be a soul beast battle in the woods, and I picked up some prey."

"When I came back, I saw my father in a coma, so I brought him back!"

Tang Chen said casually, there is no need to show off his superiority in front of the villagers, he has no sense of coercion.

"This unassuming fellow!"

The old village chief thought that Tang Hao was drunk, so he angrily poured a bucket of water.

Just now he forced Tang Chen to go hunting, and to be honest, he regretted it in his heart.

Now that I saw him return safely, I put my heart down.

"Uh-huh~"

Tang Hao snorted and opened his eyes in a daze, but as if he remembered something, he got up and was about to go back to the woods.

"Hmph, don't be ashamed, when you go out to find the child, you will be carried back by the child!"

"Look what it looks like!"

The old village chief Jack was furious, and his crutches were about to poke Tang Hao's face.

"What?"

Tang Hao patted his head, the memory just now turned out to be a little confused.

But after seeing Tang Chen, the emotions in his heart couldn't be suppressed, and he hugged him tightly.

"Chen'er, it's okay..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't let you suffer again."

"Alas~ it's all gone!"

When the old village chief saw this scene, he felt that it was a mixture of five flavors, and his cane knocked the ground hard, and led the villagers back to the village.

"Dad, I'm fine!"

"Hurry back, I'm hungry!"

Tang Chen said helplessly, why do you need him to comfort him?

"Okay, good, eat meat today!"

Tang Hao picked up the prey, and his steps felt a lot lighter.

Tang San also smiled, changes often appeared from very small places.

......

The blacksmith shop in the Holy Soul Village, this is Tang Chen's current home.

It is a simple house made of wooden blocks, and the area is large because of the iron.

There is a sign at the door with the price of making various agricultural tools.

Compared to the blacksmith shops in the city, it is considered to be cheap.

The moon had risen, and at this point in time, there was always the sound of striking iron in the house.

Because Tang Hao wants to be drunk and dream of death during the day, and he can forget his sorrow when he strikes iron at night.

But today it's different, and the chimney on the roof is always curling with smoke.

The house was also happy, and Tang Hao rarely cooked and burned the whole wild boar.

Bone stew, fatty meat stir-fry, the main body is fully roasted, and it looks quite attractive.

Tang Hao poured a glass of ale wine for the two of them and said.

"Chen'er, why did you go to the forest?"

Tang Chen suddenly put down his chopsticks and replied with a cold expression.

"Dad, look at the junior, there is no meat on his body!"

"He's growing his body, how can he do gruel and wild vegetables all day long?"

"You don't care about eating and drinking, so you can think about the mistress, right?"

These words came from the bottom of his heart, no matter how dark and vicious Tang San became in the future, Tang Hao's attitude was very excessive.

Seeing that he was silent and did not speak, Tang Chen continued to stimulate.

"Since you are willing to indulge in grief, I don't want to say much!"

"But the eldest brother is like a father, I must let the junior grow up healthily, even if it costs his life!"

"So I'm going out hunting, and I'll go every day from now on!"

Tang Chen's words were loud and loud, making everyone stunned.

"Brother, don't talk to your dad like that!"

Tang San hurriedly pulled the corner of his clothes and persuaded in a low voice.

"Shut up and eat obediently!"

Tang Chen was unmoved, his eyes staring at Tang Hao fiercely.

He is not like Tang San, who was born and lived together.

The system skipped him seven years, saying that having feelings was fake, and he just left this identity.

Tang Hao's next words determined his attitude towards him in the future.

Whether it is used as a background identity setting, or a real father, depends on his own choice.

Afraid that the air would suddenly be quiet, Tang Hao held the wine glass with trembling hands, staring at Tang Chen's familiar face.

Being taught by his son like this, it is false to say that he is not angry, but as an adult, he can hear the meaning.