At night, Tang Yin lay on the roof of his house to look at the stars. He didn't know if what he said was good and helpful to the old man. But he didn't know what else he could do.

Tang Yin summoned both martial souls unconsciously and watched them in his hand. I have to say that the Haotian Hammer is really exhausting soul power, and the difference is too big compared to the other hand.

"But it's better to have this. Which shooter doesn't have a heart for melee?" Tang Yin said with a smile.

"Xiaoyin, are you okay?" Tang San's voice sounded from behind.

"Oh, brother! I'm fine, I'm looking at my martial soul now." Tang Yin did not take back his martial soul. After all, this is home, a place where you don't need to cover up anything...

"That's good. The way you practiced before scared me." Tang San pointed to the back garden, which was already full of pitfalls.

When he looked at Tang Yin's martial soul, he said in surprise: "Xiao Yin, you also have two martial souls!"

"Well, I was familiar with the Blue Silver Firearm today, and I will practice this martial soul tomorrow. It's not enough to consume some soul power." Tang Yin took back the Haotian Hammer.

"And, it is different from my Blue Silver gun, and there is no information to me. I don't know what it is." Tang Yin said pretending not to know.

"Talk about it, I also have a martial soul like you. Let's go together tomorrow, or you can ask your father, maybe he knows." Tang San thought Tang Yin was hating his father and wanted to ease him.

But this is destined to be too worried. His biological father is fine in this lifetime. He is too late to be happy, so how could he hate Tang Hao?

After all, Tang Yin was just saddened by Tang Hao's self-destruction over the years.

"Ask your father? It's okay." Tang Yin said without any focus.

He was thinking about what could relieve his old man's mood.

At this time, he noticed again, the pothole-burning backyard he had made. A thought flashed through his mind.

"Hey, third brother." Tang San, who was also sitting beside him, said.

"Hmm? What's wrong with Xiaoyin?"

"Let's plant the backyard with blue silver grass tomorrow!" Tang Yin summoned the blue silver gun again.

Tang San saw the blue silver gun summoned by Tang Yin and smiled slightly. His right hand opened, and a blue silver grass appeared from it, swinging with the wind.

"Okay!" Tang San responded.

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On that day, after the two brothers practiced the purple demonic eyes, Tang Yin pulled Tang San to transplant blue silver grass everywhere.

I also met many villagers who got up early to work in the middle of the journey. While greeting the two brothers, each of them hugged a lot of blue silver grass.

A few round trips of the backyard were covered with blue silver grass.

"Don't say, the blue silver grass is still very beautiful." Tang Yin sighed at the decorated backyard.

"It's true!" Tang San also sighed.

"Hey! Why haven't you..." At this moment, Tang Hao's voice sounded, probably because Tang Yin and the others were busy setting up the backyard and before they could make breakfast, Tang Hao got up to urge them.

But when he opened the door, he was stunned by the scene in the backyard.

At this moment, Tang Hao seemed to see the figure he had been thinking about day and night again, and the figure walked towards him. His unique blue hair fluttered in the wind.

"A Yin..." murmured, and the voice was so low that Tang San and Tang Yin, who were right beside him, didn't hear it.

"Am I really wrong?" Tang Hao murmured, his voice still so small. But he seemed to see the figure shaking his head, and then dissipated in the blue silver grass with the blowing wind...

"Dad, are you okay?" Tang San's voice sounded in Tang Hao's ears.

Tang Hao was only shocked at this time, looked down at his somewhat relieved son and said, "I'm fine, you guys go and cook first."

"Okay, by the way, my father. Do you know this martial soul?" As Tang San spread his other hand, the Haotian Hammer appeared in his hand.

"This, this is..." Tang Hao came to Tang San in an instant at a speed that both brothers could not see clearly, and immediately grabbed Tang San's hand holding the Haotian Hammer with both hands, with his eyes seriously as ever. He looked at the Haotian Hammer in Tang San's hand seriously.

Tang Hao's hands were very strong. At least now, Tang Yin seemed to have significantly less pressure on his old shoulders. His face, which was holding his breath before, has now relaxed a lot.

Tang San's feeling was even more obvious. When his father held his hand, Tang San felt a very warm feeling, and he felt flowing in his bloodline. However, when he saw his father's behavior, Tang San still asked: "Dad, is there anything wrong with it?"

But Tang Hao did not answer Tang San, but looked at the Haotian Hammer in Tang San's hand seriously. An unprecedented excitement appeared in his eyes, and he murmured: "Twin martial souls. They turned out to be twin martial souls. Son, my son."

Suddenly, Tang Hao opened his arms, which were obviously very strong but inexplicably vicissitudes, and hugged Tang San, who was still confused, tightly into his thick embrace.

Tang Yin, who was watching, was a little savory...

"Hey, old man, what do you mean? If you don't have a hammer, it's not your child." Tang Yin said unhappily, but still showed his Haotian Hammer.

If Tang Hao really said that he would have seen the Haotian Hammer in Tang Yin's hand.

For a moment, since Tang Hao could not express his feelings, Tang Hao looked at his two children, and seemed to have made some decision.

"You take the hammer back first, you can't use it for a long time now." Tang Hao said.

Tang Yin and Tang San were indeed feeling a little tired, which made Tang Yin confirm that it was not because of his strong soul power, but he used less than half of his soul power to practice the Blue Silver gun in the afternoon. It should be because of his own powerful wards, which consumed a small amount of power.

While thinking about it, he took back the Haotian Hammer.

As soon as they took back the Haotian hammer, Tang Hao squatted down and said with a serious expression: "Remember, in your future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand. Forever."

Tang Hao remembered Tang Yin's strange blue silver grass pattern on his martial soul, so he also told Tang Yin.

But after hearing this, Tang Yin observed three brothers' Lan Yincao for three minutes of silence.

After all, let alone protection, look at what Tang San’s Blue Silver Grass has experienced? It is either torn off or frozen by fire. Where can I look protected?

It protects the hammer almost the same. How many times have you seen the Haotian hammer broken? Look at the Blue Silver Grass, when did you fight and not break a large piece?

Thinking of this, Tang Yin felt that the Blue Silver Grass was a little pitiful.

Tang Yin's thoughts here are like a husky who let go of the rope, and I don't know where to go. Tang San is thinking about the martial soul world that he is in contact today. The twin martial souls seem to exist rarely in this world, otherwise his father would not be so surprised. It seems that his hammer martial soul seemed to touch him a lot...

Poor Tang San, his father and brother are very clear about these things, but no one tells him. Is this a distortion of human nature or a degradation of morality...

Just as Tang Yin and Tang San were brainstorming each other, Tang Hao said, "Xiao Yin, mistress, I ask you, do you want to become a soul master?"

"Okay, since you have chosen this path, you must be responsible for your choice! Go to the forging room to wait for me after dinner!" Tang Hao said.

Tang Yin was a little excited now. He was very excited about the hammering technique of the cloak!

Think about it, when he flew kites all the way to the enemy, finally approaching him and ready to take revenge on the shame he had just experienced, Tang Yin turned around and took out a hammer bigger than others. When he came to him, he would output! How healing it was...

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Chapter completed!