The blue light took Tang San's body as the center and spread in all directions. The light enveloped A Yin, and Tang San's face became more expectant.
"Field."
Behind the man, half a golden head emerged from the grass blades, with golden pupils looking at the blue light, eyes twinkling.
"In the field of talent, he is waiting for her praise and acceptance."
Giving the boy an affirmative answer, the man made his own interpretation of Tang San's expectations.
After Tang San's martial spirit, Blue Silver Grass, awakened for the second time, his martial spirit revealed its true face.
As the only Blue Silver Emperor on the continent today, when it awakened for the second time, it gave Tang San the power of the emperor it possessed, which was the Blue Silver Emperor's talent field.
"It's such a strong breath of life, I'm a little greedy."
A complete head was exposed, and the boy saw that it was a pity that he could not use this vitality for himself.
As a soul beast who has experienced the loss of its own vitality almost every day, this kind of field that can endlessly provide itself with vitality is really attractive to the boy.
"Don't always talk like a hungry ghost. Now you have no such worries at all." Looking down at the boy, the man's tone was cold.
The boy blinked and looked at the man. He really no longer had such worries. After all, he even gave up his body back then.
But isn’t greater sorrow waiting for me?
My future and survival all depend on this "madman", a guy who doesn't care much about his own life.
After the boy's half-exposed neck was lifted by the man, he quietly dove back.
What a pity. I can only watch the battle for the throne through those channels.
Returning to the Blue Silver King's spiritual world, the boy curled his lips downward.
The same blue light spread out from Ah Yin's body, and the empress' majesty pressed down on Tang San. She looked at Tang San like a stranger, not even half as gentle as before.
"Which one of them do you think will win?"
Sitting cross-legged, the boy turned his head and looked at the Blue Silver King beside him. He was still very curious about the outcome of this battle for the throne without death.
"A former empress who is dead but not completely dead, a human-animal hybrid, the son of an empress who was given the power of the emperor not long ago, tsk tsk tsk."
The Blue Silver King looked at everything in the outside world in silence. It didn't speak not only because it was restricted by the boy and could not speak, but also because of this confrontation situation that it could not understand.
Why do you deny this child? He does have your blood flowing through him.
Regarding this point, King Lanyin never felt that he would admit his mistake, but the empress' sadness was so obvious.
Their mother is crying because of their new emperor.
They are so similar, both in appearance and breath.
Is there anything wrong with what his mother said? Blue Silver King tilted his head in confusion.
We must listen to the emperor and empress and obey the emperor and empress. The royal family deserves our loyal submission.
This has always been the thought of Blue Silver King, and it has always adhered to this point.
Should I believe in myself, or should I believe in our former mother?
The Blue Silver King doesn't know, it can only tell those Blue Silver Grasses to be quiet and not to disturb them.
They all have royal aura and bloodline. No matter who wins in the end, Blue Silver King will recognize it.
Their strengths are almost the same, and Blue Silver King can't tell who will be the final winner.
They are all the kings of the Blue Silver Clan. In this fight, neither the Blue Silver King nor the Blue Silver Grass will take sides.
"Mom!"
With deep reluctance and confusion, Tang San was pressed on the grass by A Yin, his limbs were restrained by the golden grass blades, and he looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar face with red eyes.<
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"Why..."
With trembling lips, tears continued to flow from the corners of Tang San's eyes.
"I am also your child..."
"He is dead, he has been dead a long time ago! You are just a thief, you took away the life that my child should have enjoyed!"
With a hoarse voice, tears also flowed from A Yin's eyes, and her hands pressing on Tang San became harder and harder.
"You are not from this world, you... took away my child."
Chill instantly burst out from the bottom of his heart, and all the hair on Tang San's body stood up in an instant, his tears stopped, and even his heartbeat slowed down for a few seconds.
"He told me everything..."
A Yin murmured feebly, and A Yin's eyes were filled with sadness.
"How could Brother Hao not be kind to our child? Why wouldn't he bring you to see me in person? Unless he had discovered something was wrong with you and the fact that our child was gone."
"So, mom would rather believe the words of a strange man than admit my son, right?"
Smiling self-deprecatingly, Tang San looked at Ah Yin with empty eyes. His smile grew bigger and bigger, his laughter became harsher and harsher, he bent his waist with laughter, and his stopped tears flowed again.
"It's really sad. How can there be such a funny thing in this world..."
Red light flashed on Tang San's right arm again.
"My mother didn't want me anymore because she believed a strange man's words. Dad, did you see that?"
The aura belonging to the hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast emerged on Tang San's right arm, and receiving feedback from the main body, in the spiritual sea, a little bit of astonishment appeared in A Yin's eyes.
What is going on?
The man frowned, A Yin's blades of grass had completely wrapped Tang San, and the man couldn't see what was going on inside with his naked eyes.
"It's a very exciting play."
When the man frowned, the boy appeared again, this time with half of his body exposed.
"I 'saw' that they were confronting each other, and A Yin seemed to be shaken by Tang San."
Turning back in confusion, the man's eyes were full of inquiry.
"It's about whether Tang San is A Yin's child. He lost, but he didn't lose completely. Now we have to see whether A Yin will relent."
Sitting on the grass blades, the boy looked at the newly formed sphere with interest.
"Should we not take care of it? It is very restless now."
"It turns out that the Lion King is not the first one, is Tang San also the chosen one?" He turned back curiously and asked, with a coolness in the boy's eyes.
"Yes."
"Are you just here to deal with him?"
The man nodded, he continued to look at the sphere, and the sword appeared in his hand again.
As the golden flames circulated, the man took a deep breath, "Do you think I will die?"
The boy choked and looked at the man with wide eyes.
"You're crazy! He's just a great soul master! It's not your turn to fight for him yet."
"That's impossible to say."
The long sword thrust out, blood flowed out, and a white light soul ring shone beside the man.
A golden shadow stood in front of him, cutting off the blood.
It’s really not a joke.
This chapter has been completed!