On the west side of the Holy Soul Village, on the small hill at the entrance of the village, there are three adobe houses. A sign is hung on the roof in the middle, and a simple hammer is painted on it. In this world, it refers to the identity of a blacksmith.

On the other side, two figures slowly walked towards the winding road.

An old man was seen following the young man with a crutch and respectfully, with his footsteps slightly behind one or two steps.

Seeing the old Jack's appearance, the villagers I knew didn't dare to go up and say hello, but just looked at it from a distance.

"Sir, although that guy has a bad temper, the things he made are very durable. All kinds of iron tools in our village are made here." Old Jack promised.

"How can it be useful? No matter what, it is something that the magic craftsman made."

Su Xian murmured in his heart, then waved his hand as if nothing had happened and said:

"What I want to create is just some ordinary things, and ordinary blacksmiths can also create it."

"hey-hey…"

Upon hearing this, Old Jack chuckled and did not continue to praise him.

After all, Su Xian looks like a nobleman. If he blows it over and that guy Tang Hao can't do it, it would be embarrassing.

"Tang Hao, I'm introducing you to the business. Come out and meet the guests."

As soon as he arrived in front of Tang Hao's house, the yard had not even entered, and the old Jack's roar sounded.

In addition to the original anger, the voice seemed to convey a meaning: not only will the business be ruined, but it will also cause trouble.

Hiccup ~

After a while, there seemed to be some movement in the room.

Then, the door was pushed open with a "crunch" sounded very creepy.

A middle-aged man's figure walked out, and Su Xian's eyes also condensed, looking at the youngest titled Douluo.

A broken robe, exposed solid arms, appeared bronze in color, and her complexion was like yellow wax, and she looked very rough. She held a wine pot in her hand, and her color was slightly red under the irrigation of the wine.

The drunkenness was shaken, the sleepy eyes were blurred, and the hair was messy like a bird's nest. The eyes, which were originally sharp, were now turbid and dull.

The smell of alcohol came, with the sour smell of wine. Not only Old Jack, but even Su Xian couldn't help but frown.

Looking at Tang Hao, Su Xian couldn't help but shake his head.

Both father and son have completely different attitudes when facing their lover's sacrifice. Tang San's final success is not unreasonable.

Just like a martial soul, the Haotian Hammer is too strong and can easily be broken.

The blue silver grass is tough, and cannot be burned by wildfires, and it grows again when blown by the spring breeze.

Um?

When he noticed something was wrong, a light seemed to flash in Tang Hao's eyes. He stared at Su Xian and seemed to feel familiar.

He frowned slightly, and the drunkenness on his face disappeared in an instant, and a cold look appeared in his eyes.

Seeing that Tang Hao not only did not entertain, but even stared at the guests, Old Jack was anxious and scolded, "Tang Hao, this big man from the city is here to find you to create artifacts."

Um?

A cold gaze swept across Old Jack's face, and the latter shivered suddenly, and a huge fear emerged in his heart. He subconsciously took two steps back.

"I won't pick up customers today, leave!"

Without caring about Jack, Tang Hao stared at Su Xian with a blank expression on his face. His face seemed to be lingering with black eyes. He refused to accept the guest without hesitation and shouted angrily.

After saying that, Tang Hao ignored the two of them, without looking back, and walked into the house with a clang.

"Tang Hao, what's your fault? If you don't eat it yourself, can't you make some money to add some meat to your mistress to nourish your body?!"

He was startled at first, but now his kindness was trampled on his feet again. Old Jack was immediately angry and cursed directly.

If it weren't for your blacksmith in the village and you still had your children, could I bring you business?

Damn! I was so blind myself!

"Miss Minister, I'll agree to him that you can go back first."

Seeing Old Jack's indignation, Su Xian waved his hand and said.

"grown ups…"

When Su Xian stayed here, Old Jack was really afraid that Tang Hao's ghost temper would cause trouble, but seeing that Su Xian's expression was unquestionable, he didn't have to say much.

"Tang Hao, I'm leaving. Please pay attention to this business by yourself."

Remind to the room, Old Jack sighed helplessly, and left directly with a crutch.

The yard became silent in an instant.

Su Xian was not in a hurry, so he found a clean stone and sat down, looking at everything around him with interest.

Who would have thought that the mighty Haotian Douluo would live in seclusion in such a dilapidated small village?

One of the three great masters, he actually made money by making shovels and farm tools. He drank the cheapest and cheapest wine and lived a life where people were not like humans and ghosts.

What a pity!

I am destined to be a person who can't go together, otherwise...

"Senior, are you trying to find a place to live in seclusion now?" Su Xian couldn't help but speak.

"How did you find this?"

A cold voice came, Su Xian felt a stern inside and quickly turned his head and looked over.

I saw Tang Hao appearing behind him at some point. His turbid eyes flashed with cold light at this moment, with a domineering aura all over his body, and seemed to have endless loneliness, which seemed a little contradictory.

"What happened to me at the border, and I happened to come here. I heard the name of my senior on the way, so come and take a look." Su Xian replied without blushing.

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao stared at Su Xian coldly, completely disbelieving what he said.

Notting City is too remote. He is in the village and rarely comes into contact with others. Most people will not find it at all.

A dignified imperial prince would not find this place.

"Young man, I advise you to leave."

Tang Hao shouted coldly, unable to help but emitted a hint of white murderous aura, and his face was as cold as a piece of ice.

"Senior, don't worry, I won't reveal your whereabouts. Although Haotian Sect supports the Xingluo Empire, everyone has some enemies in common now, right?" Su Xian replied without changing his face.

Well~ When you meet someone, you talk nonsense, and when you meet someone, you are a must-have skill as the protagonist of the acting school.

The Spirit Hall!!

Tang Hao's eyes narrowed, and the past in his heart surged into his heart again, his eyes filled with blood, like a crazy lion.

Seeing Tang Hao like this, Su Xian found out more and more that he should kill the guy in front of him, otherwise it would be a big disaster to keep him.

"Senior, I am here to find you this time. I plan to invite you out of the mountain. With your reputation, I will surely shock the Wuhun Hall and prevent them from acting recklessly."

Su Xian's expression was "sincere" and righteous, and he was sincere in his entreaties. He looked so righteous for the prosperity of the people, but he was wondering how he should kill the other party in his heart.

"I've just been asking about the Soul Master Realm. Now I'm just an ordinary blacksmith. You've found the wrong person."

After clenching his fists, Tang Hao's eyes glowed, as if he thought of those glorious years, he finally shook his head and his face was full of loneliness.

So what if you are shining, so what if you protect ten thousand people, but you still can't protect her alone!
Chapter completed!