Tang Hao and Ah Yin followed behind Old Jack, chatting a few words from time to time, until they came to the halfway point of the mountain, there was a luxurious house in the Holy Soul Village, not the original adobe house.

Tang Hao nodded, the bracelet on his wrist slid over, and a light blue bag appeared in Tang Hao's hand, and he checked it, and then handed it to the old Jack behind him, and said, "This is a thousand golden soul coins, we will buy it here, if there is nothing in the future, don't come to us." ”

Old Jack took the golden soul coin handed over by Tang Hao, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Okay, if there is nothing important, I won't come to disturb the rest of the two soul masters." ”

Old Jack was no longer dissatisfied with Tang Hao's previous disrespect, not because of anything else, because they were strong people, they were soul masters!

On the Douluo Continent, the identity of the soul master is so noble, not to mention that it is just interrupting him, which is not disrespectful.

Old Jack left, with a smile like a money fan, such a smile made Tang Hao almost can't help but beat up Old Jack.

Ah Yin rolled his eyes and was a little speechless, looking at Tang Hao's completely blackened face, thinking of where his man was actually arguing with an old man, I don't know what he thought of, he covered his mouth and snickered.

Tang Hao glared at Ah Yin "fiercely", stretched his waist and directly pushed the door open and entered the house, glanced at the layout of the entire room, nodded and said, "It's not bad." ”

came to a room and lay directly on the bed behind him, muttering to himself: "I'm tired, I haven't had a good rest for a few days, I have to make up for it......"

Ah Yin rolled his eyes speechlessly when he heard this, and said: "What do you mean that you haven't rested for a few days, it's just that you haven't rested for two days, you see, Xiao San and Xiao Ling have no reaction, you are still there to say that you are tired, and you are not ashamed." Putting Tang Ling on the other bed with Tang San, he also lay down beside Tang Hao, leaning on Tang Hao's chest and slowly closing his eyes.

"Ah Yin." I don't know what's wrong, Tang Hao's voice had a hint of trembling, calling out to Ah Yin, who was leaning on his chest and squinting.

Ah Yin opened his closed eyes, the two of them seemed to have a soul, those blue eyes looked directly at Tang Hao's black eyes, Ah Yin smiled, wrapped his hands around Tang Hao's waist, and silently answered the questions that Tang Hao did not ask.

Tang Hao shook his head, looked at the sun outside the window that was gradually setting in the west, the corners of his mouth outlined a curvature, and the person in his arms closed his eyes.

"It's already in the past, why bother, cherish the present......" Tang Hao said to himself in his heart.

And not long after Tang Hao closed his eyes, Tang Ling, who was on the other bed, opened his eyes, but instead of black deep black pupils, but pale gold, looking at the sun in the west, he stretched out his white and tender little hand, and the yellow sunlight shone through his fingertips on Tang Ling's face.

Looking at his little white and tender hand, the pale golden light gradually became richer, and he regained that pair of rich golden pupils again, but such a scene did not wake anyone up, but he didn't find a pair of pitch-black pupils watching him.

Tang Ling sighed silently, and the rich golden light in his pupils gradually receded.

The deep black eyes closed again, and except for Tang San, who had been watching Tang Ling, no one noticed this scene, including Jin Yan, who had reappeared.

Jin Yan is now extremely weak, and it is already the limit to be able to appear once, but why did Jin Yan reappear on Tang Ling's body, no one knows what he did to Tang Ling.

Time is like flowing water, gone forever, and in the blink of an eye, four years have passed so peacefully, Tang San and Tang Ling have grown into children of three or four years old.

Outside the Holy Soul Village, there is a large area of farming, and the grain and vegetables produced here must be supplied to Notting City, although Notting City is not a big city in the province of Fasno, but after all, it is close to the border with another empire, and it is naturally one of the starting points of the merchant trade between the two empires, and Notting City has prospered because of this, and incidentally, the civilian life in these villages around the city is much better than in other places.

As soon as the sky was bright, a faint white of fish belly rose in the east, and in a still luxurious house in the Holy Soul Village, a thin figure was waving his fist one by one.

Sweat continued to flow down his forehead and drip on the ground, and I saw that the originally decayed and withered yellow grass suddenly exuded vitality and became tender green again.

The last punch was blasted, and the fist wind directly smashed the dry trees less than three meters away from him, and the splinters fell to the ground.

Tang Ling slowly retracted his fists, and rushed directly towards the mountain with one step, each step was five or six meters away, when he came to the top of the mountain, Tang Ling's body was already covered with sweat, panting and supporting his knees with both hands, his indifferent eyes revealed a tired look, he glanced at the boy on the edge of the mountain, the corners of his cold mouth seemed to be slightly upturned, and finally he regained his calm, took off his clothes and jumped directly into a small pool.

Tang Ling swam around the waterhole to make sure that he had washed off the sweat on his body, and then stood up directly, revealing the white skin inside.

After Tang Ling got dressed, he came to Tang San, who was lying on the ground, and sat quietly next to Tang San, with his knees close together, watching the sunset on the horizon.

I don't know how long it has been, Tang Ling heard his father's call, touched Tang San who was lying flat on the ground with his elbow, and ran towards the place where the sound came from, every step had a range of five or six meters, the potholed ground in the mountains had no effect on him at all, he easily avoided it, and between the rapid marches, it was much faster than that of an adult.

Tang San also followed closely behind Tang Ling and showed a wry smile, this guy is simply a demon, it has not taken a year to actually cultivate the ghost shadow trace to this extent.

The two have not said a word from the beginning to the present, it is not that the relationship between the two is not good, on the contrary, the relationship between the two cannot be better, but the two do not talk because Tang Ling doesn't talk much, usually Tang San says that Tang Ling is listening, and Tang Ling can say more than a dozen words a day, which is already considered good.

As soon as Tang San stepped into the house, he ran directly into the kitchen, and after a while, he came out by himself, not to help Ah Yin or Tang Hao, but to help Tang Ling, who was less than five years old.

It's just that Tang San is still fixed and can't help anything, because Ah Yin is already helping in the kitchen, Tang Hao and Tang San remember that it was okay to wait quietly for food like this, and neither of them felt embarrassed, after all, they had been embarrassed many times, and their faces were already as thick as the city wall.