【Asking for votes.】

With the efforts of Tang Haohe and a group of people in the village, the blacksmith shop that was in ruins was soon cleaned up, and a simple little nest was built.

After doing it, Old Jack took the people in the village and left.

Given the current embarrassment of Tang Hao's family, it is impossible for them to stay and earn a living.

Tang Hao looked at this simple den with satisfaction. Rather than saying that this was a simple den, it was better to say that these were two simple tents.

Tang Hao rarely found a dilapidated pot and bowl, as well as some grains and cereals from the ruins, set up the pot, lit a fire, and prepared to cook porridge.

It doesn't matter if he, a titled Douluo, doesn't eat.

But Tang Ji and Tang San were just two children, how could they endure it without eating? They were just two children.

"Dad, are you cooking?"

Tang San, who was beside Tang Ji, couldn't help being shocked when he saw Tang Hao preparing to cook.

This is the first time his father has cooked for him since he became sensible.

this…

So touching.

Tang San, who was slightly moved, also came to his senses and hurriedly ran over and said: "Dad, let me do it!"

Tang San is a sensible child.

Always has been.

All the things his father showed just now show that he is not simple. He is a man with a story.

Tang Hao refused: "No, I can. You go take care of Tang Ji!"

"All right."

Tang San did not reject Tang Hao.

Returning to Tang Ji's side again, looking at the busy back of his father Tang Hao, he didn't know what he was thinking.

…

"Young man, do you long for power?" Tang Ji, who was in a coma, was in a strange space at this time.

There is nothing here, it is extremely dark, and a little mystery is revealed in this darkness.

Tang Ji slowly opened his eyes and found that he was in this mysterious space, and a voice rang out.

It echoes throughout the entire space and lingers for a long time.

"Who is it?"

"Who are you?"

Tang Ji looked around, extremely vigilant.

He remembered that he was clearly in the Holy Soul Village, and his adoptive father wanted to see his soul power, so he did so. In the end, he felt that his body was hollowed out, and he fell into a coma.

how.

Now that I open my eyes and come here?

Where is this place?

The mysterious voice sounded again: "Young man, do you long for power?"

The sound echoed throughout the space and lingered for a long time.

It had a certain magical power that seduced Tang Ji.

Tang Ji said: "Nonsense."

"Who doesn't desire power?"

"You should come out! Why are you pretending to be a ghost?"

"Are you shameful?"

…

strength.

Who doesn't desire it?

Just like money.

They say money is not everything, but without money nothing is impossible.

strength.

With power, you can do anything.

Face the force.

It is estimated that no one can resist the temptation.

Tang Ji has never been a person with strong determination.

Who is willing to work hard to practice if they can gain strength comfortably?

Wouldn't it taste good to be a salted fish?

"Young man, you now have three choices in front of you."

The mysterious voice rang again, saying: "This is the demon spirit."

As the mysterious voice rang out, Tang Ji's eyes lit up, and a dazzling light emitted from the dark space.

Tang Ji was unable to open his eyes due to the dazzling light, and said, "Please stop pretending, I'm almost blind."

As soon as Tang Ji finished speaking, the dazzling light disappeared.

His eyes could see again.

In front of him was a woman, a woman with purple skin, purple eyes, and purple hair.

Her skin, hair, and eyes are all purple, but even so, it still doesn't affect her appearance.

The woman wears thin robes, and if you look closely you can see that the woman has a bumpy figure. There is so much evil in her!

The most eye-catching thing is the six purple wings behind the woman. There is a purple halo on the wings, revealing a mysterious feeling.

Tang Ji's eyes did not completely stop on the woman's graceful and concave figure, but also on the wings behind the woman.

"Aren't the wings behind this woman my martial spirit?" Tang Ji said doubtfully.

The mysterious voice rang again: "Yes. This is the martial spirit you have now, and this is the original appearance of your martial spirit."

"Devil Martial Spirit."

"God-level body martial spirit."

"Devil spirit?"

Tang Ji heard this and murmured: "So my martial spirit is the devil's martial spirit! But...are all the devils so beautiful nowadays?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at the devil's figure.

One word - beauty.

"This is your first choice." The mysterious voice slowly sounded at this time, and as he sounded, the space once again exuded a dazzling and life-threatening light.

Under this light, Tang Ji couldn't help but close his eyes again.

This light is too pretentious and dazzling.

The light gradually dissipated.

A sword appeared in Tang Ji's eyes.

The long sword is three feet and two inches long. The blade is entirely golden and has many patterns carved on it.

"This sword... looks inexplicably familiar!" Tang Ji stared blankly at the golden sword. This sword looked inexplicably familiar to Tang Ji, and he felt very familiar.

Mysterious voice: "This sword represents the strongest power."

"It's called Xuanyuan Sword."

"It can become your martial spirit."

"Fuck..."

When Tang Ji heard the mysterious voice, he couldn't help but cursed.

He said that this sword looked inexplicably familiar and it turned out to be Xuanyuan Sword!

One of the ten ancient artifacts, representing the strongest power.

If it is a martial spirit.

Tang Ji could imagine that the best weapon in the world, the Clear Sky Hammer, would give way.

The mysterious voice continued: "How about it? Choose it?"
To be continued...