[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

The wind blew by, lifting up the stones and thin sand on the ground like scrolls and pushing them into the weeds.

After Dai Mubai and Oscar saw that he had calmed down a little, they let go of their hands. Tang San staggered to his feet, and after standing still for a while, he walked over to Oscar.

"Xiao Ao, give me another mushroom sausage."

"Ah?" Oscar was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted. He shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, I can't give it."

Dai Mubai stopped between the two of them and said seriously: "Xiaosan, let's discuss it carefully. It's too dangerous for you to go alone."

Tang San raised his eyes, his eyes were cold gray and gloomy as if they were covered in fog. He said in a hoarse voice: "Boss Dai, I'm afraid they won't be able to wait."

As soon as he said this, Dai Mubai opened his lips, but could not say any words of rejection. He sighed, looked sideways at Oscar, and said rather helplessly: "Give it to him, we all came here together, Naturally, we have to go back in one piece, and we can’t do it without anyone.”

"Xiao Ao, how many more mushroom sausages can you make?" Zhao Wuji stood up supporting the tree. The injuries on his body were not serious and would be implicated if he moved around, but at this moment he endured the pain as if nothing happened. A few people seemed to come here.

Oscar gritted his teeth, his face was sweating, and at the risk of overdrafting his soul power, he could only manage to make four mushroom sausages.

"Sorry..." Oscar smiled apologetically and lowered his eyebrows: "This is the limit."

There are currently seven of them, but there are only four mushroom sausages, which means that three more people will stay in place or make other arrangements.

The air suddenly became stagnant, and no one spoke. Zhao Wuji was silent for a moment, and took the lead in reaching out his hand. When he was about to take the mushroom intestines, Tang San held down his palm.

"Teacher Zhao, you are still injured." He used a little force to hold the mushroom intestine in his hand, and when he met Zhao Wuji's slightly sullen gaze, Tang San pulled his lips and stepped back a little: "Ning Rongrong and Oscar are auxiliary soul masters and need someone to stay and protect them."

Dai Mubai silently picked up the second mushroom sausage. He stood side by side with Tang San, his eyes turning back and forth on the remaining five people, and then he said softly: "I agree with what Xiao San said, Fatty and Let’s stay together, Teacher Zhao will stay to recuperate, and Zhu Qing can be alert to the movements around him.”

Zhu Zhuqing did not object to his words and consciously stood on Zhao Wuji's left hand side.

Ma Hongjun strode to the side of Tang San and Dai Mubai. He glanced at the last remaining mushroom sausage and winked at Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai didn't say anything. He turned to look at Tang San and bumped him with his arm: "Xiao San, you make the arrangements."

"Leave it to Xiao Ao."

Oscar frowned and stretched his hand further forward: "You better hold the spare..."

Zhao Wuji pulled him back and clapped his hands gently on his shoulders: "Take it, this is for you to save your life."

Oscar's arm stiffened, and he retracted his hand as he was told, looking a little depressed: "In the end, I was the one who dragged everyone down."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong glanced at him. She pursed her lips and stretched out her palms. For a moment, colorful light burst out. She held the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda and looked at Tang San and the others with gleaming eyes: "One I will increase the increase and extend the flight time of Xiao Ao's soul skills. A Ting and Xiao Wu Jiren have their own destiny, and they will be fine."

"Thank you." Tang San said gratefully, and then ate the mushroom sausage without hesitation. The lavender virtual wings spread out behind him, and the three people's bodies were suddenly as light as the wind, and they rose into the air in the blink of an eye. .

Halfway up the mountain, his field of vision became wider and wider. Dai Mubai looked forward, only to see the boundless forest with no trace to follow. His expression was slightly condensed, he tilted his head to look at Tang San, and his tone became more serious: " Why don't we divide our forces into two groups?"

Tang San nodded and agreed to his suggestion. After all, Lin Shen and Lu Sheng would have a greater chance of finding someone if they separated to the left and right instead of gathering together.

"Okay, there are a lot of thorns on the right side and the road is uneven. Fatty and I will go there to have a look." After saying that, Dai Mubai leaned down, flapped the wings behind his back, and flew out with Ma Hongjun.

Tang San turned his gaze to the left, flew over the short lawn that spread five or six meters away, and swooped into the dense evergreen forest below. The space here was relatively narrow, the light was dim, and everything around him was obscured. Hiding in the shadows, he did not dare to stop for long, and while using his purple devil eyes to examine carefully, he accelerated his flying speed.

The increase in Qibao Glazed Pagoda made him much faster than the original speed. This evergreen forest occupies a small area and is not large, so within half a moment, he flew out of it without any branches or leaves. Blocked by the obstruction, he looked around and saw a sea of ​​green waves, green flowers, jade and snow, all piled up in a mess. Tang San looked away, lacking interest, and didn't look at these strange scenery any more, only when he missed a huge stone. , a purple light flashed in his eyes, and he recorded a few thread-like sticky substances in his eyes.

That's spider silk...

Tang San frowned and deliberately flew a little to the right. He raised his body and did not enter the forest below. Suddenly, a fishy smell of wet soil rushed into his nose, which was almost nauseating. Glancing down, he suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Having flown nearly ten miles, he could feel that the effectiveness of the mushroom sausage had almost evaporated.

I'm afraid I'm going to end up here...

Thinking like this, Tang San's heart was on fire, and he accelerated his speed eagerly, flying thousands of miles with one breath, like a meteor flying through the sky, but he was still above the forest, and coupled with the complicated terrain, this was simply distracting.

Tang San held his concentration, narrowed his pupils, and searched inch by inch for clues that might be related to their whereabouts. Suddenly, his body tilted uncontrollably, and he fell straight down from mid-air.

This is not okay...

He gritted his teeth, summoned up his internal strength, flipped a few times in the air, leaned on the tree trunk, and finally stepped on the ground without any danger.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the fishy and wet smell slipped into his nostrils again. Suddenly, Tang San covered his mouth and nose, and quickly reacted. He stood up, his feet kept moving, his toes moved, and he quickly evaded a few meters away.

With his heart pounding, Tang San looked ahead calmly. Where he was just now, a spider two people tall fell down. Using the meager light, Tang San secretly looked at it clearly. This guy had eight limbs. Slender, with a black-purple body, and a jet-black carapace covering its body.

It was approaching step by step, the front ends of its long legs were as sharp as spears, and each step forward would pierce deeply into the ground. Tang San breathed slightly, and moved his steps carefully.

But this spider obviously didn't want to waste any time. After discovering Tang San's movements, it hissed, its eight legs moved rapidly, leaving only a few afterimages, and it jumped in front of Tang San in the blink of an eye. .

Tang San's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were hazy with purple mist. Taking advantage of the opportunity when this guy raised its forelimbs, he discovered the eyes on its belly.

The eight eyes, densely packed together like a honeycomb, were both terrifying and intimidating. Tang San suppressed his heartbeat, rolled back, and stood five meters away, his cowhide boots scraping a line of mud on the ground.

There were many white lines on this guy's lower abdomen, shaped like a mottled ancient human face, with the eight eyes grouped in the middle. Tang San looked carefully and found a clue, in this guy's abdomen At the end of the tail, two eyes seemed to be smashed, and black pus was flowing down the cracked abdominal carapace.

Tang San frowned and looked for the softest place to land. Holding his breath, he jumped to avoid the spider silks that came one after another. Not only were these spider silks extremely sticky, but they were also extremely tough, and they were also poisonous. , the tree trunk he just jumped over with just a little bit of it was quickly corroded away by most of it.

Blindly dodging, this guy was obviously irritated. It no longer wasted spider silk and rushed directly towards Tang San. This just confirmed Tang San's conjecture. It noticed it when it passed over the forest. , who followed him relentlessly all the way, probably just wanted to devour himself.

Unfortunately, he was treated as a healing tonic by this guy.

Tang San stopped, no longer evading, he opened his right palm, a dark blue light mist burst out from his palm, and a small black hammer suddenly appeared. At the same time, he raised his left hand, and placed the twenty On the bright moonlit night of the Four Bridges, dozens of silver lights flashed out like white rainbows piercing the sun, shooting towards the Man-Faced Demon Spider in scattered lines.

By observing the shape of this guy, Tang San remembered what the master had emphasized before. The Man-Faced Demon Spider was good at sneak attacks and liked to chase its prey. Its weakness was its eight pairs of eyes.

If a person has no eyes, he cannot see the way. This principle is also true for soul beasts.

Racking—rattling—rattling—

After the silver light shot out, Tang San slightly shook his left wrist, and a series of mechanical explosions sounded in the heart of his left hand. His pupils were clear, shining like an amethyst stone, and under the swirling purple clouds, In his mind, he could clearly see every movement and movement of the Man-Faced Demon Spider, including its eyes that twisted and exposed due to pain.

Four of the remaining six eyes were pierced, and it still had two pupils left, staring at Tang San sullenly. Its eight long limbs flashed nimbly, opening a short distance away from him.

Black pus trickled down from its six disabled eyes, smearing the white striped area like an inkstone. It couldn't see clearly, so it didn't rush to attack, but changed its shape. method, intending to use slow wandering tactics to make Tang San let down his guard.

Tang San made a fist with his left hand and held the Clear Sky Hammer tightly in his right hand. When the Man-Faced Demon Spider moved directly in front of him, his anger dropped from his dantian, and he used ghost shadows again. His steps were ethereal and as fast as chasing stars in the sky, bright and clear in the night. Qi Yue, before the Man-Faced Demon Spider could move, he jumped up, charged up his soul power, and swung the Haotian Hammer in his right hand.

The dark carvings on the Haotian Hammer lit up, and the strong wind caught it, unstoppably smashing open the legs of the Man-Faced Demon Spider in front of its abdomen, and then ripped through the black pus-like body like a rock from Hammer Mountain. Mo's belly.

Tang San breathed heavily, as if all his strength had been drained away, he fell limply to the ground, with dust flying in front of him. The Man-Faced Demon Spider's forelimbs were shattered and cracked all over the ground, and black pus flowed from its messy abdomen. It dripped down and seeped into the soil bit by bit.

Star-like blue-violet light points converged from its remains, circling into a circle, and soul power fluctuations like water waves also rippled out.

Tang San bent his waist, put his hands on the ground, and struggled to get up. While his whole body was weak, a strong breath of soul power hit him, and the back of his heart tightened, as if he was being pressed against by a root. Like a awn on the back.

There was no soil in his fingers, Tang San gritted his teeth and grasped the damp mud under his palms, his body unable to move under this aura.

At this moment, a refreshing chill rushed over his body, surrounding him. Tang San's eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes were filled with confusion. He suddenly turned around as if someone had struck a bell.

The man was right behind him, wearing a blue shirt like silk, swaying clearly in the spreading water patterns, like a heavy sea of ​​clouds, and the flowing wind returned to the snow, blocking all the hustle and bustle outside the deep blue Cang.

"Just now you stayed out of the matter and refused to save me, and now you want to sneak attack from behind. Can't you make a strong man's soul ring?"

The third soul ring was still shining, A Ting's face turned cold, and she looked at the peerless dragon and snake not far away with cold eyes. She came all the way in a hurry, her breath was still a little unstable, but fortunately, she was in time, and she was gone. Let something happen to Tang San.

Chao Tianxiang stared at Ating with an unkind look on her face. The wooden stick in her hand took off its disguise and turned into a sandalwood snake-headed stick. She amplified the Soul Saint aura on her body and whispered to Meng Shu: "That's her."

"Oh?" After hearing this, Meng Shu's expression did not change, as if he had just heard a trivial matter. He clasped his hands behind his back and said lightly, "You don't have a good appearance. Please don't falsely accuse this little girl."

Chao Tianxiang snorted dissatisfiedly, and pointed the snake staff in her hand to the ground: "Did I accuse her falsely? Can't you smell the fishy smell of the sea on her body?"

"Grandma, who is she?" Standing next to Chao Tianxiang was a young girl. She had a bright appearance and was about the same height as Ating.

Facing her granddaughter, Chao Tianxiang's tone became much gentler: "Yiran, don't ask any more questions."

Meng Yiran pursed his lips, folded his arms, raised his chin, and glanced at Tang San: "I can always ask that person, grandma, why didn't you let me take action just now and let him snatch the soul beast in vain? .”

Hearing this, Meng Shu glanced at her and signaled her to be calm. Then he took a few steps forward alone, and spoke first through the chilly water: "Little girl, we didn't do anything just now." Willing, can you withdraw your soul skills first?"

"I don't believe you." Atin knew that he was pretending, so he ignored him and turned around.

Meeting Tang San's dark eyes, Ating subconsciously closed her eyelashes, not looking into his eyes. She bent down, put his palms on her knees, and slowly wiped his fingers with her dress. Tang San was stunned when he heard her joking: "We haven't seen each other for a while, why are you so embarrassed?"

He tugged at the corners of his lips and was speechless for a moment. He just followed his own thoughts and watched her every move intently.

The fluctuation of Shui Yuwai's soul power was obvious. A Ting's face was calm and she didn't pay much attention to them. She just lowered her head and did what she was doing seriously. After wiping her palms clean, she grabbed Tang San's fingers and stuffed the recovery sausage. into his palm.

Tang San lowered his head, his thoughts were all over the place, and he pressed those cool and soft palms under his knuckles, preventing her from pulling out. His throat was stiff, and his voice was still hoarse: "Xiao Ao gave it to you, why?" Didn’t eat?”

"Let go first..." Atin didn't answer him, twisting her wrist to try to get out, but after two or three moments of confrontation, he still remained stalemate, showing no sign of retreating. In desperation, she had no choice but to reply calmly: " I’m not injured, so I naturally don’t need to eat.”

Still evading the important, Tang San relaxed his strength, watched her withdraw her hand, and said nothing.

"I'll stop them." After Tang San finished eating the recovery sausage, Atin helped him stand up. He stood still and pushed him gently with his hand: "You go and absorb the third spirit ring."

Tang San grabbed her hand with a worried look on his face. He glanced at the matchless dragon and snake couple standing behind him and said hesitantly: "They are coming with such force that you alone can't stop them."

He did not deliberately whisper when he said this, so not only the peerless dragon and snake couple could hear it clearly, but even Meng Yiran was no exception. She had an arrogant and impatient temper, and she got angry after hearing this: "Hey! What's wrong with you? What are you talking about?! My grandparents are famous in the soul master world, will they bully her for no reason?!"

Tang San shook his head and laughed dumbly. Just as he had recovered a lot of strength, he took a step forward and pulled Ating behind him. He met the unfriendly eyes of the three people. He was calm and composed, with no trace of indifference on his face. Calmness befitting his age: "As the saying goes, the eyes are the window to the heart. I'm not sure whether senior Meng Shu will bully her, but senior Chao Tianxiang, you have been secretly sizing up A Ting since the previous meeting. This is I saw it with my own eyes.”

Chao Tianxiang snorted coldly and did not refute his words. Instead, she said calmly: "Young people are young and have a shallow vision. When you are in trouble because of her in the future, I wonder if you will regret what you said today."

Meng Shu raised his eyebrows, suppressing a bit of anger. His eyes were like a hawk, looking at Tang San sharply: "Boy, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

Tang San didn't move, still standing upright. He looked at the blue light surrounding himself and Atin, his heart moved slightly, he turned his face to the side, and whispered to her: "Remove the soul skill." Bar."

A Ting was surprised for a moment, then immediately retorted: "You go and absorb the soul ring, and I will withdraw."

Tang San choked and said a little discouraged: "You retreat first, and I will go later."

"You're bluffing me, I can't believe you." A Ting blinked and didn't fall for this man's trap. She pinched the soft flesh of his lower back gently and said sullenly: "What are you meddling in? I just need to absorb your soul ring and leave as soon as possible."

Letting her get angry with him, Tang San half-closed his eyelashes, covering up the soft color under his eyes, and then looked forward, twirling his fingers slightly, and slender grass vines immediately broke out of the ground, like swimming snakes. It moves forward smartly, growing and extending, but it expands several times in an instant. It is as thick as a baby's wrist. It is lifted high and woven into a net in mid-air, which is about to be covered by the bunk.

"Weak grass, what kind of trouble do you still want to stir up?"

Meng Shu said nonchalantly, his clothes lifted up in the wind, and the strong whirlpool generated by the release of soul power cut through the grass and vines like a sharp blade, and rolled it to the ground without mercy.

"If you take advantage of the situation and bully the weak, it will be difficult for the storm to arise."

When no one was watching, the long sword pierced the air and fell, praying for the cold, and the forest suddenly became quiet.

Meng Shu was startled by the extremely familiar Qing Han, who looked around uneasily. He didn't notice that a wisp of blue-white ice energy passed in front of Tang San and Ating.

"Is it him?" Chao Tianxiang tightened her grip on Meng Yiran and asked nervously.

Meng Shu's expression was gloomy and he did not make a conclusion early. After looking around, he gathered his soul power a little. Just when he was about to say something, he heard an exclamation from Meng Yiran.

The sword's intention was like frost, and it shook Chao Tianxiang's arm open, and the ice air flew across her wrist. Immediately afterwards, a flash of bright red suddenly appeared, and blood fell like a broken gate. Meng Yiran shivered and stepped back. Go, but her feet were covered with ice at some point, causing her to stumble. At this moment, a blue-white rainbow light flashed in front of her eyes, burning her eyes, and she couldn't see anything clearly. He didn't even realize when something was attached to his waist, and then he was pulled away in one fell swoop.

“Yi Yiran——” Meng Shu held Chaotian Xiang in his hands. When he looked up again, he saw Meng Yiran being wrapped around his waist by several vines and being dragged into the deep vegetation.

After their granddaughter was captured, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang naturally stopped caring about the other two people. A sword flashed in front of them, rushing into the depths of the dense forest, and they followed them in without looking back.

In the blink of an eye, all the dangerous scenes were shattered into powder, just like his hallucination. When he woke up from a dream, he was still standing in the shade of a tree, surrounded by lush green trees and endless greenery. There was no hint of cold anywhere. Frost?

Tang San shook his head, forcing these thoughts out of his mind, but when he opened his eyes again, he clearly saw a person and a sword falling in front of him.

The chill on the man's body was so intense that he couldn't help but trembled, subconsciously clenching Atin's hand, and at this moment, the man suddenly pulled out his sword.

In his blurred vision, Tang San raised his other arm and clamped the edge of his sword with his fingers. As soon as he touched the sword, he couldn't help but shudder. The man's features were unclear, but he seemed to be smiling. He made a sound, then bent his knuckles against the hilt of the sword, flicked the long sword from between his fingers, and turned it in a forced direction. Tang San gasped, his eyes were filled with white fog, and he could only feel his chest. Several large holes in his body were touched with hard objects, and he lost consciousness and fell backwards into a cool embrace.