Douluo: The Heavenly Sword Immortal takes Qian Renxue to have fun

Chapter 39 Tang San Swallows the Long Sword
"Then what exactly are you going to do?"

Ning Rongrong was a little scared.

She had been spoiled since she was a child and had never seen such a scene before. She suddenly became a little panicked.

"You open your mouth and say Sword Douluo, and you close your mouth and say Sword Douluo, then let's perform a sword swallowing!"

Qian Yuhan's mouth corners drew up an evil arc, and he walked towards Ning Rongrong step by step.

"What?!"

Ning Rongrong was startled and sat down on the ground, her eyes wide open in shock.

Swallowing a sword?

What the hell is this!

"Are you sure you want me to swallow a sword?"

Ning Rongrong looked like she was about to cry. She had never thought that she would encounter such a thing.

Swallow the sword!

This is a very painful thing.

Because it takes a lot of courage to stuff a sharp weapon into your throat, and it is easy to hurt yourself!

"You do not want it?"

Qian Yuhan narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"me."

Seeing Qian Yuhan getting closer and closer, Ning Rongrong hurriedly shook her head, but she stuttered and couldn't speak.

"Since you don't want to swallow the sword, then you have no choice but to die."

Qian Yuhan slowly raised his hand, as if ready to kill Ning Rongrong at any time.

"No, no, I'll swallow it, I can swallow it!"

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Ning Rongrong completely collapsed.

She didn't want to die, and she didn't want to die here!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's right."

Qian Yuhan's mouth curled up into a strange arc, and he smiled: "I'm actually doing this for your own good. Now practice swallowing the sword, and your technique will be much better when you swallow sausages in the future."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's expression became even uglier. She thought to herself, "This Qian Yuhan is not only crazy, but also so disgusting!"

There's no way, Ning Rongrong is a well-informed person.

When Oscar said, "I have a big sausage," she dared to retort, "I have two thick loaves of bread!"

So, before other people understood what Qian Yuhan said, Ning Rongrong had already had an epiphany!
"Tsk tsk tsk, judging from your expression, you seem to understand what I'm saying. You really can't judge a person by his appearance!"

Qian Yuhan looked at Ning Rongrong with interest and said with a smile, "Not bad, your reaction is even more sensitive than I thought. You are indeed a heroine. Amazing!"

"Where's the sword?"

Ning Rongrong asked through gritted teeth.

She wished she could kill the bastard immediately and then cut him into pieces.

However, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were not here, so Ning Rongrong could only endure it.

Anyway, it's just swallowing a sword. At most, the esophagus will be injured, but you won't die.

By then, find a healing soul master to treat you, and you will be almost recovered.

"Here, take it and use it."

Qian Yuhan chuckled and waved his right hand. A pitch-black, exquisitely shaped sword flew into Ning Rongrong's arms.

"You have a nice sword!"

Ning Rongrong looked at the pitch-black sword in her arms and exclaimed in admiration from the bottom of her heart.

"Oh? You like it? Then I'll give it to you."

Qian Yuhan shrugged indifferently and said calmly: "As long as you swallow it, it will be yours."

Ning Rongrong ignored Qian Yuhan's teasing and observed the dagger carefully.

The blade is not very long, so it cannot pass through the throat and the body, so there is no danger of opening a hole in the stomach. The width is about two centimeters, which will definitely injure the esophagus!
Son of a bitch!
Qian Yuhan, this bastard, really wants to pierce his stomach and let him die in pain!

"you are vicious!"

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth, grabbed the pitch-black dagger, and brought it close to her mouth.

"I'll take her place!"

At this moment, Tang San's voice suddenly rang out.

"Ok?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned at first, and then a look of deep gratitude emerged on her face.

Although swallowing the sword would not kill her, it would definitely be extremely painful. If someone was willing to help, she would definitely be grateful.

"Senior, she is a girl and should not suffer this kind of torture!"

Tang San walked up to Ning Rongrong and said to Qian Yuhan: "I am willing to perform this sword swallowing in her place!"

"I heard everything you were planning in the Spirit Hall!"

Qian Yuhan looked at Tang San with interest, seeming to understand what he was thinking.

"Senior, just say whether you agree or not."

Tang San also understood that his plan was seen through by the other party, but it did not affect his efforts to improve Ning Rongrong's favorability.

The status of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is still very high, only second to the Haotian Sect. As long as he can take on this wave on behalf of Ning Rongrong, he can gain the friendship of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

In this way, the chances of Haotian Sect joining forces with Qibao Liuli Sect to fight against Wuhun Hall will be greatly increased!
"I just care about having fun. As long as it's fun, it doesn't matter who's performing."

Qian Yuhan smiled slightly and made a "please" gesture to Tang San.

Want to unite?

Just a few people in the Qi Refining Stage, what can they do even if they unite?
Seeing this, Tang San turned around and looked at Ning Rongrong, smiling and said, "Give me the sword."

"I am grateful for your kindness. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!"

Ning Rongrong did not delay and quickly handed the black dagger to Tang San.

"Third brother, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Xiao Wu also rushed over. She grabbed Tang San's arm and asked anxiously: "It's not you who caused the trouble, why did you go up there to seek abuse?"

"Xiao Wu, there are some things you don't understand."

Tang San patted Xiao Wu's shoulder gently, signaling her to calm down, and then continued: "Don't worry, I will be fine."

After saying this, Tang San raised his head, then put the pitch-black dagger into his mouth.

As soon as the sword blade touched his throat, a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of Tang San's mouth.

This is because the throat is blocked by the sword, and part of the blood cannot flow down the throat, and can only overflow with saliva.

pain!
It hurts so much!

That kind of severe pain made Tang San feel heartbroken!

It hurts, it hurts too much!
This feeling is worse than death!
However, Tang San still persisted without making any screams.

He didn't even frown, relying entirely on his strong willpower to hold on.

"Third brother, if you do this, I will really cry to death!"

Looking at Tang San, who was pale but still had no reaction, Xiao Wu's eyes became moist and tears could not stop falling.

At this moment, she was extremely worried.

She saw Tang San's actions clearly, but the more she saw them, the more uncomfortable she felt!
Anyone else in this situation would have probably fainted from the pain.

Even she herself would not be able to help but scream after enduring such pain.

However, Tang San did not faint, and he didn't even make a sound!

How could Xiao Wu not feel distressed!
"Whoops whoops."

Tang San's breathing was heavy, veins popped out on his forehead, beads of sweat kept rolling down, and his entire face turned the color of liver!

(End of this chapter)