Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses into Tang San

Chapter 139 Self-rescue failure [fifth update]

Speaking of Tang Hao, Dai Mubai's complexion was a bit complicated.

First of all, he was indeed saved because of Tang Hao, but his Kun Kun was also lost because of it.

The four words "life is better than death" are simply a portrayal of him now.

After everyone waited for a while, an old man in gray robes reeking of alcohol pushed the door open.

Flender and the others who were waiting anxiously saw the person coming, and immediately knelt down on one knee: "See Your Majesty!"

Seeing the old man approaching, even though there were many complaints in his heart, Dai Mubai still saluted respectfully on the surface: "I have seen the adoptive father!"

Facing a powerhouse at the Title Douluo level, Dai Mubai felt as if he could kill him with just one look.

Looking down at the person kneeling at his feet, Tang Hao was very satisfied, but also a little confused.

Why did Xiao Yan always want to kill his powerful father after he knew that his father was a Titled Douluo?
Could it be because of that transformed soul beast?But, didn't he have another beautiful little girl?
There are 10-year soul rings and 10-year soul bones. Shouldn't he be more grateful to himself?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Tang Hao's breathing became short of breath.

Xiao Yan, a rebellious son who doesn't know how to be grateful, maybe I should have strangled him to death in the first place!

Seeing that Tang Hao's complexion suddenly became a little cloudy, Shao Xin whispered: "Your Majesty, the two deans of our academy were the ones who suffered that kind of injury."

"I see." Tang Hao responded, and raised his hand to hold the wrists of Flender and Zao Wou-ki.

Tang Hao frowned after concentrating on sensing it with his soul power.

At first he thought it was just a handful of Blue Silver Emperor, but he didn't expect it to be so complicated.

A slight touch may even cause an explosion.

Xiao Yan's methods are really weird, completely different from ordinary human soul masters.

"I can't do anything about this matter, you should concentrate on preparing for the competition with Xiao Yan." Tang Hao said lightly, turned and left.

Only the two Flanders who were somewhat disappointed were left behind.

Unexpectedly, as Xiao Yan said, Titled Douluo can't help it.

If Xiao Yan knew, he would definitely laugh out loud.

Although his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul is used dexterously and changeably, it wants to be stored in the human body for three months, and then it can explode after three months.

This is too difficult for his current strength.

The three months he mentioned was just the longest time that the Blue Silver Emperor existed in the hearts of the two of them.

After three months, it will automatically expire and dissipate like food made by a food-type soul master.

During this process, if you encounter a different kind of soul power, it will indeed explode due to the conflict of different kinds of energy at the very beginning.

But with the passage of time, the energy consumption in the Blue Silver Emperor will not be able to make any waves.

What he said was just to frighten Flender, the person who caused the disaster of Shrek Academy.

In Zhu Zhuqing's room.

Gently pressing Zhu Zhuqing's jade leg wearing silk stockings with his fingers, Xiao Yan pressed the meridian and acupoints on his lower leg very seriously and attentively.

Under the infusion of the brown liquid medicine, the silk stockings, which were originally very white, turned black, like a pair of black stockings.

Kneading Zhu Zhuqing's calf with excellent texture, Xiao Yan did not carefully feel the plump fleshy feeling.

Instead, he focused on using his internal strength to check Zhu Zhuqing's physical condition.

The original purpose of recruiting Zhu Zhuqing was to test Xuantian Kungfu.

Although there were some accidents during this process, but now, more attention should be paid to nourishing her tender body with massage techniques and medicinal power.

After accepting the medicinal bath, warming and nourishing the meridians, and practicing Xuantian Kungfu for a day under a weight-bearing state, Zhu Zhuqing's overall physical fitness has improved a lot compared to last night.

Especially the strength of the meridians, compared to before when he did not practice Xuantian Kungfu, there is simply a qualitative change.

This point can be seen from Zhu Zhuqing's reaction to receiving the warming technique again.

The original screams disappeared without a trace.

The five fingers carried wisps of internal force, under Xiao Yan's firm pressing, they were input into Zhu Zhuqing's delicate skin through the current black stockings, dredging the meridians, dredging the collaterals, promoting blood circulation and removing stasis.

Resisting the ease of unblocking blood vessels, Zhu Zhuqing asked with a ruddy complexion: "Why does it feel different? This time I don't seem to feel any tingling, but... instead..."

Under Xiao Yan's vigorous massage of the leg muscles, Zhu Zhuqing hummed softly.

"On the contrary, I feel that my skin is hot and very comfortable, right?" Xiao Yan said with a smile.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded shyly, his chin almost buried in the cross soul tool he was wearing.

Letting Zhu Zhuqing step on his strong waist, Xiao Yan lowered his head and kneaded the soft flesh under his calf, explaining: "Actually, this is a normal reaction."

The knuckles of the middle finger pressed against Zhu Zhuqing's Yongquan acupoint, Xiao Yan increased his strength, and said in a rough voice: "After the medicinal bath last night, your physical fitness has been improved, and naturally you will no longer suffer from the pain of cleaning up impurities and dredging the meridians like last night."

Zhu Zhuqing grabbed Xiao Yan vigorously with five fingers. Although the feeling was not painful, the hot air rushing into his body seemed not very pleasant.

Because I don't know at all, which time the airflow is more comfortable?

There is a feeling of floating on the clouds all the time. I don’t know which foot is missing, and the body will fall down.

After starting to warm and nourish Zhu Zhuqing's body, Xiao Yan became extraordinarily serious.

I don't know how beautiful Zhu Zhuqing's long legs are in black stockings, how silky are they, and how elastic are they?
He just precisely found each acupoint, urged the internal force that the acupoint could accept on his fingers, and massaged with more or less strength.

Leaning on the tub, Zhu Zhuqing tightly grasped the edge of the tub with both hands, clenching her silver teeth tightly, and her slender legs in silk stockings writhed uneasily.

That seductive magic sound, I am afraid that any man's blood will rush when he hears it.

Xiao Yan is naturally the same, but now he is earnestly warming and nurturing Zhu Zhuqing's body.

In the matter of cultivation, the habit he had developed since childhood made him take it very seriously.

The palm tightly grasped Zhu Zhuqing's plump long legs, and the strength in Xiao Yan's hand did not change at all.

This kind of leg, which is wearing silk stockings and wet with medicinal liquid, is really too silky. If it weren't for his strength, he really wouldn't be able to grasp it.

Between struggling and grabbing, she felt her legs being tightly pinched by Xiao Yan's hands. This kind of shyness made Zhu Zhuqing feel more shy than being grabbed by Xiao Yan with bare legs.

Having already practiced Xuantian Kungfu, she naturally knew what Xiao Yan was doing.

With Xiao Yan's finger massage with internal force, her body can absorb the power of the liquid medicine more quickly, and her physical fitness has improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And this method is not something ordinary people can use.

Only a person with such powerful internal energy as Xiao Yan can display it without fear of loss.

The feeling of Xiao Yan's palm was very hot to Zhu Zhuqing, as if it was a big chimney that was heated.

Originally, the leg muscles were a little sore from wearing weight-bearing stockings for a day, but after Xiao Yan's palm passed, the soreness suddenly disappeared.

Immediately after Xiao Yan's fingers pressed and pinched, the feeling of soreness in the muscles suddenly disappeared, and the stagnant blood began to flow faster.

The feeling of comfort cannot be described in words.

After the medicinal bath, Zhu Zhuqing quickly entered the bathroom, washed off the medicinal smell on his body, and changed into a suit of clothes.

"The stockings and clothes are all soaked, what should I wear tomorrow?" Zhu Zhuqing asked shyly after throwing the stockings and clothes that had turned dark brown due to the stained liquid to Xiao Yan.

(End of this chapter)