Douluo: Xiao Yan traveled through time and became the three brothers of Tang Dynasty

The murderous aura went from invisible to tangible. After a moment, the cold murderous aura receded like a tide.

Only a snap was heard.

Tang Hao slapped Xiao Yan out of shock and threatened: "Remember what I said today, if you dare to join Wuhun Hall in the future, I will personally clean up the Tang family."

"Don't worry, no one will come to pick you up in three days."

After saying this, Tang Hao opened the door and left the blacksmith shop. No one knew where he was going.

Xiao Yan was stunned on the spot. His face was expressionless now, and there was a touch of self-mockery at the corner of his mouth. The clenched palms were too hard, causing the slightly sharp nails to pierce deeply into the palms, causing a heartbreaking feeling. pain.

"Tang Hao, you go too far to bully others... I, Xiao Yan, will bear in mind today's humiliation. People like you are not worthy of being my, Xiao Yan's father."

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Outside Holy Soul Village.

On a remote country road, a Wuhun Palace deacon was rushing to the next village. He was going to awaken the Wuhun for the children.

Su Yuntao was thinking that after the remaining children in the village had awakened their martial spirits, they would go back to the Holy Soul Village to pick up Xiao Yan and report back to the Spirit Hall. By then, he would definitely be promoted and marry Sisi, and he couldn't help but express a few words on his face. A very happy smile.

"Haha." At this moment, a sneer made the smile on his face freeze instantly.

"Who?" Su Yuntao's eyes flashed with coldness and he shouted in a deep voice.

At the same time, he also completed the possession of his martial soul in the first time, and the two soul rings circled his body and moved up and down.

I saw a tall and mighty figure walking out from behind a big tree. It was a middle-aged man. He was wearing a torn and patched robe. His hair was messy and he looked sleepy.

"Who are you?" Su Yuntao asked coldly.

The man in black did not answer him directly, but said lightly: "Just an unknown blacksmith."

Seeing that the other party said that he was a blacksmith, Su Yuntao immediately greeted him with a smile, but who knew that the next second, the man in black was already in front of him.

A scream rang out, leaving only a pile of minced meat on the ground.

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It's night, in the mountains behind the Holy Soul Village.

The moon is like a silver plate, and the sky is filled with stars.

On the top of the cliff, Xiao Yan was lying on the grass, holding a piece of blue silver grass in his mouth, chewing it slightly, and a faint bitterness spread in his mouth.

He raised his fair-skinned palms to cover his eyes, looking through the gaps between his fingers at the huge silver moon in the sky.

"Hey..." Thinking of Tang Hao's slap during the day, Xiao Yan was filled with anger. He inserted his fingers into his black hair, bit his lips tightly with his teeth, and allowed the faint blood to spread at the corners of his mouth.

"Tang Hao, I, Xiao Yan, will remember your slap in the face. If you don't let me join the Spirit Hall, then I will join the Spirit Hall. I am still young now. As long as I practice hard, I will definitely be able to surpass you in the future. "Xiao Yan's voice was hoarse but firm.

"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty!"

It was at this time that a clear and somewhat vigorous voice sounded in Xiao Yan's mind:

"I haven't seen you for many years, but your temperament hasn't changed at all."

"Who?" Xiao Yan suddenly turned around and glanced behind him with his sharp eyes like an eagle, but he didn't find even a single figure...

"Stop looking for me, I am the martial spirit in your hands."

Just when Xiao Yan thought that all this was an illusion, this familiar voice came out of his mind again without any boundaries.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan's pupils shrank, his right palm spread slightly, and a cluster of dazzling and colorful flames appeared in his palm.

"Are you talking?" Xiao Yan always felt that this voice was familiar, and he was trying to calm himself down.

"My name is Emperor Yan. In that other world, I was formed by the fusion of you and twenty-two kinds of strange fires. It can be said that you created me."

"Di Yan? Did I create you?" Xiao Yan felt very familiar with this title, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"It seems that you really don't remember anything, but you don't have to worry. I have no ill intentions towards you. Strictly speaking, I am you, and you are me. I was not born on this continent, but It was your soul that drifted here, and you were able to wake up for a moment after you awakened your martial soul." As if he noticed Xiao Yan's surprise, Di Yan patiently explained in Xiao Yan's mind.

"You were not born in this continent? Then you mean that I don't belong to this continent either?" After a moment of silence, Xiao Yan asked this question clearly.

"Yes, you belong to another plane. After your Flame Emperor's body was broken, you were unfortunately involved in a turbulence of time and space. Your memory in that world was partially integrated into me due to the interference of the turbulence of time and space. in the body, but unfortunately, these memories are scattered on this Douluo Continent along with the original fire of the alien fire."

"Time and space turbulence? My memory? The original fire of the alien fire?" Xiao Yan blinked in confusion, feeling a little incredible.

"Then how can I restore my memory?" Xiao Yan continued to ask.

"Your situation is very special. I am both Emperor Yan and the martial soul you have now, but I lack the twenty-two kinds of original fire. I only have the name of Emperor Yan, but not the reality of Emperor Yan."

"If you want to restore your memory and strength, you can only find the twenty-two kinds of strange fires that drifted to this continent with your soul, and then devour and refine them."

"Odd fire? Original fire?" Xiao Yan was slightly startled. He felt familiar with this term, but also felt unfamiliar at the same time.

"As long as I can obtain the original fire of the alien fire, I will be able to exert my true power. By then, let alone just one Tang Hao, even ten or hundreds of Tang Haos will not be able to do anything to you." Di Yan sneered. road.

"Since I don't belong to this world, how can I return to the world that truly belongs to me?" Xiao Yan expressed the question in his heart.

"Don't worry, when you gather the twenty-two kinds of strange fires to restore your memory and strength, you will naturally be able to return to your world."

"Well, my soul power is about to be used up. I can only tell you so much now. Only after you obtain the original fire of the alien fire can I wake up again. The next road must be walked by yourself. .”

Di Yan's somewhat illusory voice dissipated in Xiao Yan's hands.

The night was deep, Xiao Yan looked at the bright moon in the sky and remained silent. Maybe in another world, there would be relatives who loved him deeply!

Rather than being as chilling as Tang Hao is now.

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