Just as Ning Fengzhi and the other two finished their conversation, in
Tian Dou City's commercial street,
the once bustling street was nearly deserted due to the afternoon sun.
Xiao Lan, holding several bouquets of roses, moved like a lively little elf, constantly flitting between shops.
Behind her, Ning Rongrong, who had accompanied her for most of the day, was exhausted.
"Xiao Lan! Don't walk so fast! I can't keep up!"
Ning Rongrong regretted bringing her out. Eating so much and walking so fast—wouldn't she get tired?
They'd already explored three of the four streets—this was more tiring than her usual training; she was about to collapse.
"But Sister Rongrong... there are so many delicious things Xiao Lan hasn't tried yet!" Xiao Lan, walking ahead, turned around and skipped to her, full of energy.
"You still want to eat?! How much can your stomach hold?! I... I can't walk anymore!"
Ning Rongrong bent over, hands on her knees, sweat pouring down her face, her brown hair clinging to her cheeks, and she was panting.
"Then, Sister Rongrong, give Xiaolan some gold soul coins." She held out her small hand, palm open. "Xiaolan, go wander around for a while, and bring Sister some treats later!"
"Okay, but don't go too far." Ning Rongrong gave her a handful of gold soul coins.
"Pop! Thank you, Sister Rongrong! Haha, Sister's blushing!"
"I... I'm just tired!"
"Sister, please hold these flowers for me, Xiaolan wants to give them to Brother when we get back."
Watching Xiaolan's retreating figure, Ning Rongrong sat down on the steps of a nearby shop, touched her lips, and thought of Ye Qiu, that bastard who stole her first kiss. Xiaolan was much better than him!
On the street, Xiaolan had only been gone a short while.
Not far from Ning Rongrong, a disheveled man with messy hair and dirty clothes stumbled along the road,
muttering something under his breath, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to you."
Ning Rongrong frowned; she could smell a foul odor from a distance and covered her nose in disgust. She
only lowered her hand when he was a little further away.
And the direction he was heading was exactly where Xiao Lan had just left.
...
"La la la," Xiao Lan held several strings of shiny candied hawthorns in her small hands—her favorite food—
humming a pleasant tune as she skipped and hopped towards Ning Rongrong.
"Ah Yin!"
Suddenly, a surprised, hoarse voice rang out.
The disheveled man who had been passing by suddenly rushed straight to Xiao Lan.
"Sister!" A figure appeared before her; Xiao Lan initially thought it was Ning Rongrong, but upon recognizing her, she screamed in terror.
"Ah Yin... my Ah Yin!" The disheveled man stared intently at her, his voice trembling, his heart pounding with excitement.
He recognized her; she was his Ah Yin!
This man was Tang Hao. Ever since Ah Yin disappeared from the cave, he had been searching everywhere for clues.
Trying to find the murderer, or at least find Ah Yin!
He had barely paid attention to Tang San's situation.
Heaven rewards the diligent; he had finally found her!
To his disbelief, Ah Yin was no longer a blade of grass, but a person, a living, breathing person, without a trace of soul beast aura!
His cloudy eyes scanned her up and down, his body trembling with excitement.
Blue hair, blue eyes, and an appearance identical to Ah Yin's.
The natural, elegant aura emanating from her felt familiar and comforting!
Despite the unbelievable nature of it all, Tang Hao firmly believed that the girl before him was his Ah Yin, his wife, the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin!
In his state of heightened excitement, he even began to wonder if Ah Yin had grown legs and run away on her own.
"Ah Yin! My Ah Yin, I've finally found you!" He reached out, trying to grab Xiao Lan's shoulders.
"Ah! Get away from me! You stink! I don't recognize you!" Xiao Lan yelled, taking several steps back.
"Don't recognize me!?" Tang Hao was completely dumbfounded.
"How could you not recognize me! Look at me properly!" He tossed his messy hair aside and kept moving closer to Xiao Lan.
"Get away from me! I don't know you!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"Ah Yin! I'm Tang Hao! Look at me properly!" Tang Hao kept pulling at his hair and rubbing his mud-covered face.
'He's Tang Hao!?' Xiao Lan panicked. A Title Douluo!
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She finally recognized him. This was the same guy who'd planted her in that dark cave, the one who'd abused the grass.
Tang Hao, the one her brother's supposedly suicidal trait!
"Get out of my way! You've mistaken me for someone else!" A hand hurled several candied hawthorns at his face.
Tang Hao was shaken, trembling and staggering back a few steps, shouting mournfully.
"A-Yin, you really don't remember me?"
"Don't you remember our meeting! Don't you remember our wedding! Don't you remember our child?!"
Xiao Lan shook her head firmly. Those were A-Yin's experiences; she had no interest in those unrelated to her brother.
A-Yin was dead. She was a completely new individual, a sister who could never leave her brother, a blade of grass belonging only to him.
"Hmph! Get out of my way!" With that, Xiao Lan turned to leave. She needed to tell her brother quickly that Tang Hao had come to Tian Dou City!
"No! You can't leave."
"Ah! Get out of my way!"
Whoosh! Seeing that Tang Hao actually tried to grab her, Xiao Lan quickly summoned her martial soul, the Blue Silver Emperor, which appeared and tightly wrapped around him.
"Hahaha, Blue Silver Emperor! You really are my Ah Yin!" Seeing her martial soul, Tang Hao was once again certain that she was Ah Yin.
Tang Hao didn't dodge or flinch, letting the Blue Silver Emperor wrap around him, even showing an intoxicated expression on his face, enjoying this long-lost aura.
"You pervert!" Xiao Lan was really angry, disgusted by this nasty guy.
One after another, Blue Silver Emperor vines lashed out at him.
"Hahaha, don't worry, Ah Yin, I will definitely restore your memories!"
The more he hit him, the more excited Tang Hao became, the bloodstains on his face making his smile look somewhat creepy.
"Disgusting!" Xiao Lan felt nauseous and didn't want to linger any longer, so she tried to leave him.
"No! Ah Yin, don't leave me!"
"Ah, let me go!"
Tang Hao broke free from the Blue Silver Grass's restraints in an instant, grabbing Xiao Lan's shoulder with one hand.
Suddenly, as if seeing something, Xiao Lan pointed directly behind Tang Hao and shouted,
"Ah! Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer! Please don't come any closer!"
It turned out that Ning Rongrong had been waiting for a long time and had come looking for Xiao Lan.
"Little Xiao Lan?" In the distance, Ning Rongrong froze, looking at her in confusion.
She paused, then walked towards her.
"Ah! Don't come any closer!" Xiao Lan screamed, knowing she couldn't delay any longer.
If this disgusting thing found out about her relationship with Sister Rongrong, her brother would definitely be exposed!
Tang Hao misunderstood, thinking Xiao Lan was pointing at him, and looked at her with deep affection.
"Ah Yin! Come with me, let's go find Xiao San. I'll restore your memories!"
"Ah~"
He picked up the candied hawthorn in his hand and finished it in one bite.
"Get away!" He shouted at Ning Rongrong one last time.
"I'd rather die than let you succeed!"
Then, gritting his teeth, he picked up the bamboo skewer in his hand and pressed it against his neck.
*Sizzle!* With a swift thrust, Little Blue's head lolled to the side, glaring hatefully at Tang Hao.
*Bang!* It exploded in a burst of green light.
*Clatter!*
The roses Little Blue had entrusted to Ning Rongrong scattered on the ground.
Her blue eyes trembled, staring in disbelief at the scene before her.
"Little Blue is gone!?"
Suddenly, she trembled violently, as if recalling something terrifying—Little Blue was dead!
Tang Hao also froze, staring at his hands, feeling the lingering warmth within them. His eyes widened, turning bloodshot!
(End of Chapter)