Three days later, outside the Martial Spirit City, under the Church of Light, in the third layer of Infernal Hell.

Huang Dang!!

"Get in!"

There was a loud shout and the sound of the iron door closing.

A girl in blue was pushed into a cell on the third floor of the Infernal Hell, and it was Tang Xuanwei, who was caught by Qianzhong Ling not long ago.

"Wuhun Palace, you bloody executioners, I will definitely do the way for Heaven in the future and clear such a tumor for the Douluo Continent."

Tang Xuanwei looked down at the hands and feet that were locked by dark black chains, and cursed subconsciously.

At this moment, a dull voice came from the shadows in the corner of this cell.

"The people who came in this time didn't have enough acting skills."

"Who?"

Hearing this abrupt voice, Tang Xuanwei turned her head suddenly, her eyes showing horror.

I saw that in the dark place in the corner of this cell, a middle-aged man with a pale face was sitting on the ground, staring at Tang Xuanwei with a playful and cold gaze.

The middle-aged man with a pale face slowly sat up straight and walked out of the darkness step by step.

A middle-aged man wearing a cyan robe, a beard, slightly gray hair, and an empty right arm appeared in Tang Xuanwei's sight.

The middle-aged man's cheeks were thin and expressionless, and he looked like he was not approachable.

"Who? Who am I, don't you people from the Martial Spirit Hall know? ”

The one-armed middle-aged man looked at Tang Xuanwei, and the corners of his mouth outlined a touch of mockery.

"What are you talking about? I'm not from Wuhun Palace, and I don't know who you are. ”

Tang Xuanwei's eyes were also staring at the middle-aged man.

She always felt that this middle-aged man was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"That's why I said, your acting skills are so bad. If you Wuhun Hall want to get the Haotian Nine Absolute from me, it's just a fool's dream, don't even think about it. ”

The one-armed middle-aged man said disdainfully.

Haotian Nine Uniques?

Familiar?

When Tang Xuanwei heard these words, she added that Qianzhongling had said a few days ago that she and Tang Xiao would be locked up together.

The combination of the three, Tang Xuanwei instantly understood what the identity of the person in front of him was.

He is the sect master of Haotian Sect, Xiaotian Douluo, Tang Xiao.

It's just that Tang Xiao is the Haotian twin stars of Haotian Sect.

Not to mention, the instrument is lofty and personable, at least it must be dignified and talented.

However, the middle-aged man in front of him is a disabled person with thin cheeks and hollow eyes.

No matter what Tang Xuanwei thought, there was no way to equate the two of them.

At this time, the one-armed middle-aged man who was suspected of being Tang Xiao sounded again.

"Sending such a tender and delicious little beauty, does the Wuhun Hall think that I am too lonely to live alone, so that I can satisfy my cravings."

As soon as the words fell, the one-armed middle-aged man appeared behind Tang Xuanwei with a flick of his footsteps.

He reached out and grabbed Tang Xuanwei's shoulder, and slammed into his arms, and suddenly Tang Xuanwei's entire petite body fell into his arms.

"You let go of me, let me go, or you'll regret it."

Tang Xuanwei shouted in panic while struggling, and even forgot to tell her identity.

"Haha, little girl, she's quite stubborn."

Tang Xiao laughed, his one-arm tightly strangled Tang Xuanwei's neck.

"Hmm......"

Her neck was choked, and Tang Xuanwei felt that it was becoming more and more difficult for her to breathe, and her thoughts gradually went blank.

In order to prevent this man suspected of Tang Xiao from doing strange things, Tang Xuanwei struggled to say the last few words.

"I ...... Ma Ma ...... It's Zhao Ayin, Tang Hao...... Be...... My second uncle,...... I...... Father...... Call...... Don ......"

Before the last word could be spoken, Tang Xuanwei rolled her eyes and fainted.

She fainted for the last second, thinking in her heart, Tang Xiao, don't mess around.

"Zhao Ayin? Brother Hao? ”

When Tang Xiao heard these two names, his hand gradually loosened, and Tang Xuanwei collapsed directly in his arms.

Feeling the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms and the fragrant fragrance coming to his nose, if it was normal, Tang Xiao would have already used the dragon to strike.

It's just that if Tang Xiao remembers correctly, he once saw a woman who was very similar to Ah Yin in a remote place.

And then......

After Tang Xiao finished his work, there was news on the mainland about Tang Hao and the soul beast, so Tang Xiao hurried back to Haotian Sect.

According to this time, if that Ah Yin really won the bid, then their child should be about fourteen years old.

Therefore, the girl in front of him may be his Tang Xiao's species......

If it's true, then you can't do it.

"Ugh."

After sighing lightly, Tang Xiao hugged Tang Xuanwei back on the bed and sat next to Tang Xuanwei by himself.

Looking at Tang Xuanwei's sleeping face, his eyes flickered a few times.

A beautiful face suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Ah Yin ......"

Half an hour later, Tang Xuanwei snorted and woke up from her coma.

When she opened her eyes, Tang Xuanwei saw a very familiar face appear in front of her eyes.

Isn't this person a middle-aged disabled person who is suspected of being Tang Xiao?

"Awake?"

Seeing Tang Xuanwei open her eyes, Tang Xiao asked.

"Well, you didn't do anything to me, did you?"

Tang Xuanwei asked very vigilantly.

"You're not a yellow flower girl, do you need to ask me about this kind of thing? Hahaha! ”

Tang Xiao looked at Tang Xuanwei and couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh.

When Tang Xuanwei heard this, she also showed a smile, and everything was silent.

"Are you really Tang Xiao? My poop? ”

As soon as Tang Xuanwei's voice fell, her eyes became complicated.

"Is your mother Ah Yin okay? When I left Zhaojia Village, Ah Yin was just pregnant with you, but I didn't expect you to be so old in the blink of an eye. ”

Tang Xiao let out a long sigh, his eyes full of remembrance.

"My mom is dead."

Tang Xuanwei's tone was very light, as if she was telling something that had nothing to do with her.

"What? Ah Yin is dead? How could your mother die? ”

Tang Xiao asked in disbelief.

"Wuhun Hall is rampant, my mother has worked all year round in order to support her family, and she is overworked, and when I was six years old, she was ......"

Tang Xuanwei briefly recounted.

When Tang Xiao heard Tang Xuanwei's account of this experience, he couldn't help but fall silent.

In this way, the girl in front of him is the daughter of him and Zhao Ayin.

Thinking of Zhao Ayin, Tang Xiao's heart couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Although she is only a martial soul and is the waste soul master of Blue Silver Grass, she is kind-hearted, and the most important thing is that she is very similar to Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin.

As for the cause of Zhao Ayin's death, although Tang Xiao knew that the Martial Spirit Hall didn't look down on those things in the hands of civilians at all.

However, his daughter said so, how could he refute it.

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