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Pop!

Old Jack patted Ye Hai's little head, "yes! Or my grandson is smart! "

Ye Hai: "

Why do I sound so unkind?

Old Jack said happily, "well, you two can determine the quota... I'll ask for the quota in other villages. I'm sure those old guys won't refuse."

Because there was a soul saint in shenghun village, there is a place for work study students in the village every year.

In other villages with little fame, several villages share a quota, so old Jack has to convince the village heads of several villages at the same time.

However, the heads of several nearby villages spoke very well, so old Jack thought it was not difficult.

Hearing old Jack's words, Tang San didn't show a smile on his face. He slowly shook his head and said, "Grandpa jack, I need to go home and discuss with my father. After I left, no one will take care of him."

Ye Hai thought of the original works he had seen in his previous life. It seems that Tang San almost couldn't go to the soul master college at this time. If Tang Hao hadn't finally revealed his twin martial spirit to Tang Hao, Tang Hao would have let Tang Sanpu pass his life and wouldn't let Tang San take risks again.

"Xiao San, I'll go back with you. Uncle Hao kicked him out at the beginning. I haven't seriously gone back to see him."

Ye Hai said.

Tang San couldn't help laughing when he heard what he said. At the beginning, Tang Hao drove Ye Hai out. First, he saw that there was really no problem after ye Hai drank porridge. Second, he felt that following the village elder Jack was much better than following him, so he drove Ye Hai out after informing old Jack.

Tang San also knows that with Ye Hai's precocious mind, he must know Tang Hao's intentions.

Ye Hai has always called Tang Hao "Uncle Hao", which shows that ye Hai has never had a grudge because he was driven out.

"Brother Hai, can you stop calling me junior three in the future, as if you are several years older than me. You are only eight days older than me."

Tang San and ye Hai walked back. As they walked along the road, Tang San said.

Ye Hai glanced at Tang San and said, "even if it's only one day old, isn't it big? I don't call you junior. What do I call you? Third? "

"..." Tang San was speechless for a while. Would he look too mature

Tang San said, "I'd better call it Xiao San."

"You see what I said, I thought of this title for several days. It not only looks kind, but also looks forced. Where can I find such a handsome title!"

Ye Hai boasted.

Tang San shook his head helplessly.

They returned to Tang Hao's shabby blacksmith shop.

Ye Hai looked at the shabby and shabby furniture just like three years ago, and suddenly said nothing, "Xiao San, are you going to use this shabby blacksmith shop as a family heirloom and inherit it all the time, right?"

Tang Sanyi was embarrassed.

Tang Hao doesn't care about anything except forging iron, as long as he doesn't die of hunger.

Tang San, in recent years, has devoted himself to cultivation as long as he stutters.

I don't want to tell you, they come down in one continuous line.

Ye Hai walked into the inner room and said, "Uncle Hao, I came to see you."

Tang Hao was lying in bed with a dirty face and no appearance of a peerless strong man. Ye Hai was worried when he saw it.

Tang Hao smelled the speech, opened his eyes, looked at Ye Hai, then closed his eyes and said, "Ye boy, go out and play by yourself. Don't disturb my sleep!"

"Hey!"

When ye Hai heard the speech, he not only didn't go outside, but pulled a small Mazar to sit down, approached Tang Hao and said, "Uncle Hao, you don't care if your son's martial spirit awakens? Born full of soul power, twin martial spirits, do you have the feeling of surprise? "

Tang Hao suddenly opened his eyes!

A flash of pure light flashed from Tang Hao's eyes. His eyes looked at Tang San with some sharpness and said, "you awakened... Two martial spirits? Or is it congenital full of soul power? "

Tang San is very strange that ye Hai knows that he has two martial spirits, but he has never revealed the hammer of his left hand!

However, when Tang Hao asked, he said honestly: "Dad, I did awaken two martial spirits, one is blue silver grass, the other is..."

Tang San said, stretching out his left hand. A little black light gushed out of the palm. Guanghua condensed and a black hammer appeared.

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Tang Hao's eyes suddenly solidified. He grabbed Tang San's hand and supported Tang San who had some difficulty because he condensed Haotian hammer.

He murmured, "Haotian hammer, blue silver grass, Haotian hammer, blue silver grass... Is it destined by God..."

As he spoke, Tang Hao's eyes were slightly moist. He seemed to think of something and was stunned on the spot.

Ye Hai used to watch the father and son with the mentality of watching the play, but unexpectedly, as soon as Tang San's Haotian hammer condensed, ye Hai's right hand had a very terrible force ready to move. He reluctantly suppressed it, so he didn't let the terrible force erupt.

But so depressed, ye Hai can't last at all.

Two seconds later.

Boom!

A terrible breath erupted from ye Hai's right hand, and golden light gushed out. First, a small metal plate with exquisite patterns was condensed.

After condensing this small metal plate with exquisite patterns, ye Hai felt that his right hand seemed to be pressed by a hill and was about to fall to the ground immediately.

Tang Hao regained his consciousness and grasped Ye Hai's right hand, dragging Ye Hai's right hand down.

Tang Hao's messy hair was blown by the smell of terror and moved slightly. His eyes were bright for a few minutes with a trace of curiosity, "Ye boy, you continue. I'll protect you. You don't have to be afraid... Your martial spirit is a little interesting..."

When ye Hai heard the speech, his soul power surged and continued to urge the martial soul.

After the small metal plates with exquisite patterns are condensed, the golden light is brighter, and the lower part is shown a little bit.

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In the palm of Ye Hai's right hand, a reduced version of the chair appeared. It was cast like gold. It was golden and covered with exquisite patterns. It was very beautiful.

This chair is not an ordinary chair, but more like the Dragon chair that ye Hai saw in his previous life and sat by the ancient emperor.

A terrible force almost crushed Ye Hai's right hand!

This force is even more powerful than Tang San's Haotian hammer!

"What the hell is this? Why is a chair so heavy? "

Ye Hai was confused, and questions continued to emerge from the bottom of his heart.

Tang Hao holds Ye Hai's right hand and holds Ye Hai up with his left hand. They go out of the blacksmith's shop.

Tang Hao put Ye Hai down, then shook his right hand and shook out the "golden chair" in Ye Hai's palm.

Boom!!

After leaving Ye Hai's palm, the "golden chair" grew bigger and bigger, became tall enough, and then crashed on the ground!

Ye Hai's eyelids jumped. He never thought that the pocket "golden chair" could become so heavy!

Look at the power, it's estimated that at least a thousand pounds?

"So it is." Tang Hao looked at the "golden chair" in front of him and nodded slightly.

"Uncle Hao, what kind of martial spirit is this? Why is it so heavy? At the beginning, I couldn't condense in the Wulin hall. "

Ye Hai couldn't help asking.

Tang Hao looked at the "golden chair" glittering in front and carved with exquisite patterns, and faintly spit out four words:

"Golden Dragon."