[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

Soul masters are most afraid of being disturbed when condensing soul rings, so the few people gathered together said nothing. They stayed quietly in the center of the forest, standing or sitting, breathing softly and long as they blended in with each other.

I don’t know how long it took, the sun gradually set, and the orange-red sunset was like a draped silk, hanging over the empty forest. It was dark all around, the light became darker and darker, and the surrounding grass was dark, like a dormant tree. The big mouth in the vagina is ready to move, and it has been coveting everyone greedily, as if it wants to swoop up and devour them at any moment.

At dusk, the mist still lingered, but in comparison, the smell of blood in the air was much lighter and no longer as strong as before. The sound of bones also disappeared, leaving only silence, which made people feel uncomfortable. There is nothing you can do about this fog.

Time passed by bit by bit, and the forest was completely dark. The constant chirping of cicadas and the gentle sound of the forest wind gradually brought everyone's mood to the bottom of the valley.

A Ting's face was solemn, and she stared at the thick fog without blinking. She did not use the fire core stone to illuminate, and allowed the darkness to pull her into the curtain, and she was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, a light blue light overflowed from the mist. She tightened her fingers suddenly, and her eyes were illuminated brightly, as if she could see the light after the darkness was lifted. She felt dizzy and felt warm in her heart. , the eyebrows are relaxed, as if the moon is seen through the clouds, so peaceful and peaceful.

The sound of plants breaking through the ground suddenly sounded. Dai Mubai shined the Fire Core Stone on the ground and discovered that what came out of the ground were actually blue silver grasses. Their growth rate seemed to be in sync with the blue light. The brighter the light, The faster they grow.

The appearance of these bluesilver grasses is a little different from before. The rhizomes have become much thinner, and the color of the grass blades has also changed from blue-black to blue-purple. In the ink-like night, they are covered with a layer of enamel fluorescence, like One by one they fell to the ground, shining brightly like fireflies.

Everyone was waiting eagerly. Zhao Wuji stood up and asked them to move back a little. But after a while, the mist surged up, expanded for a circle and then suddenly exploded. The light red smoke seemed to escape into the night. , the figure wrapped in the middle slowly emerged.

Tang San was safe and sound, being led by Blue Silver Grass to stand up. Just when everyone thought the situation had been decided, suddenly, veins popped out on his forehead, cold sweat gurgled down, and after a painful groan, the clothes on his upper body tore apart. into pieces.

He raised his chest, the soul power in his meridians was flowing, and the muscles on his arms were beating. After a brief spasm, Tang San bowed down and bent over, as if something was about to rush out from under the surface of the skin on his back. , there were four fist-sized convex bumps on both sides of the spine.

Immediately afterwards, all eight convex bulges split open, and eight slender things extended from the inside out.

This round of changes was so sudden that everyone was so shocked that they didn't react for a moment. Xiao Wu tightened her grip on Ating's arm and looked at Tang San's back in confusion: "This is..."

A Ting stared intently at the eight objects, and then, as if she had thought of something, she turned back to look at the body of the Man-Faced Demon Spider.

Slender...purple-black, and covered with carapace...

Are they spider legs?

No, Atin quickly rejected this idea. Her eyes flickered, four special words swirled in her heart, and then she spat out: "External soul bone."

After the eight spider legs stretched out, Tang San's pain was obviously reduced a lot. The bluesilver grass retreated from his trouser legs, and the scattered soul power was filled back into the body bit by bit. His long waist He exhaled and then opened his eyes.

"Xiaosan...has he mutated?" Ma Hongjun swallowed and said with some fear: "Why is the Man-Faced Demon Spider's legs all behind his back?"

After knowing that it was a soul bone attached to the outside, Xiao Wu felt relieved. Ma Hongjun was not far from her, and what he said came to her clearly. Little Rabbit looked at it with a sullen face, "This is a soul bone." bone."

Ma Hongjun looked at her in shock and repeated in disbelief: "Soul bones?"

"No way...aren't the soul bones absorbed into the body?" Oscar looked at the eight spider legs and asked Zhao Wuji doubtfully: "Teacher Zhao, what do you think?"

Zhao Wuji was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly under everyone's gaze: "As Ating just said, externally attached soul bones are good, but generally speaking, this type of soul bones are relatively rare. The second time was an unexpected gain.”

"It's too strong..." Ma Hongjun looked envious, and moved forward curiously. He stretched out his hand, and just when he was about to touch it, his fingertips were pricked by an ice nugget that appeared out of nowhere.

Ma Hongjun covered his fingers and let out a cry. His whole arm was numb from the cold. He turned around and looked at Atin pitifully.

"Sorry." Ating pulled his lips and smiled helplessly: "I'm afraid it's poisonous. I just wanted to stop you."

"Oh my god, thank you for freezing me." Ma Hongjun shrank his neck and stood back again.

Tang San glanced at Ating blankly, then looked back at the eight spider legs behind him, looking at them hesitantly to speak.

"Let the rest go first." Dai Mubai couldn't stand it any longer, so he took off his coat and covered Tang San: "Xiao San, there are four girls here, please pay attention. Lower the image.”

Tang San held the clothes in both hands, and then realized that his upper body was empty. He lowered his head in embarrassment, using his clothes to cover his exposed chest, and he was dragging something behind his back, so he couldn't wear it at all.

Although she didn't pay attention to this just now, A Ting still looked away unnaturally. She raised her hand to block the little rabbit's eyes and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang San saw the two of them with keen eyes, and as soon as he saw Xiao Wu safely staying with everyone, the big stone in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Holding the clothes in his hands, Tang San looked embarrassed as he thought about ways to take back the attached spirit bones. He calmed down and put the other things aside for the time being, and then tried to use his spirit power to guide the spirit bones behind him, slowly pulling them away. Slowly took it back.

There was a light behind him, and he quickly wrapped up his clothes and walked to the crowd. Zhao Wuji looked at him back and forth a few times, but still asked uneasily: "Is there any other discomfort?"

"Don't worry, Teacher Zhao, no." Tang San shook his head and moved his arms. There was indeed no discomfort.

"That's it." Zhao Wuji's tense nerves calmed down, and he felt a little more relaxed. He faced everyone: "We have been running around all day, and we have been asked to do everything. You can take a rest tonight. , and we’ll be on our way again early tomorrow morning.”

"Then let me keep vigil." Dai Mubai walked up to Zhao Wuji wearing only a thin lining.

Tang San stopped him and said disapprovingly: "Boss Dai, just rest with everyone. I will guard this night."

"What's wrong with this?" Dai Mubai waved his hand and patted his chest: "I don't have much to do, but you have just absorbed the soul ring, so you can rest for a while."

Zhao Wuji watched the two of them fighting back and forth with a big head, and finally made the decision himself, waved his hand and said: "What are you trying to grab? Tang San, you find someone to accompany you in the first half of the night, and Dai Mubai and I will stay with you in the second half of the night. Ok, deal."

Tang San held a choice in his hand and looked around at the rest of the people. Xiao Ao had the most soul power today and couldn't choose. Fatty helped Boss Dai find Xiao Wu and was hurt a lot, so he couldn't choose either. Rongrong and Zhuqing ...I am also tired from taking care of Xiao Ao and Teacher Zhao, so I can’t choose.

In the end only...

He stepped forward and walked towards the two little girls. Xiao Wu saw him at a glance and happily approached him: "Brother!"

Tang San raised his hand and rubbed her head, smiling gently, his eyes pausing between her and Atin for a while.

Atin didn't say anything. Their conversation could be heard here. She pursed her lips, planning to refuse openly.

Xiao Wu quickly glanced at the two people. She let go of Tang San's arm, turned around and pressed herself against Ating's side. Her bright eyes blinked, and she said softly: "Ating, you stay with Third Brother. Bar…"

"I'm going to find Rongrong and Zhu Qing!" After saying that, the little rabbit jumped out like flying.

Ating opened his lips and looked at her back blankly. Then he met the eyes of the young man in front of him. They met on a narrow road again and couldn't avoid it.

It was cool in the middle of the night, and perhaps the thick twilight in the forest was too monotonous. Even the gray cicadas were no longer willing to sing loudly. Apart from the regular breathing of other people, no other sounds could be heard.

Atin leaned against the tree trunk, hugging his knees. The old and mottled bark of the tree was scratched on his back, like pebbles with a thorny texture imprinted on his skin, which was slightly itchy and numb.

They were two arms' length apart, she was on the left, and he was on the right, like a cut-off mountain range, obviously close at hand, but had to separate the two sides.

She leaned her head against the tree trunk and tilted her cheek, leaving only the silhouette of her face in the shadow of the tree. Tang San's eyelids drooped slightly, he curled his fingers and rubbed the fire core stone in his palm, not knowing what he was thinking.

The incomplete crescent moon hangs high in the sky, looking down arrogantly at the few people nesting in the forest. It tightly holds its own brilliance in its arms, and only stingily pulls out a trace to let it slip into the darkness. Inside, he was imprisoned in a cage surrounded by trees.

Ating raised her eyes and followed the moonlight, watching it toss back and forth, and finally fell into her arms. She lowered her head, and a silver light on her clothes came into her eyes, but she didn't wait. After a long time, this silver light was squeezed out by another unexpected visitor.

Her eyes were blue, and she summarized the dots of "fireflies" into the distant sea waves. When the wind suddenly blew, the "fireflies" swept into the waves with the force of a prairie fire, swaying Drag, go with the flow, and refuse to retreat at all.

In a trance, she seemed to see the Milky Way Jade Belt spread out in front of her eyes, with stars and clouds everywhere, radiant and brilliant. She escaped from the lonely dark night, without fire or torch, but she still saw the sunflowers blooming.

Ating concentrated his mind, trembling his eyelashes slightly, his eyebrows suddenly came alive when reflected by this "firefly", waving away the lonely moonlight and adding a lot of fireworks.

She didn't know what to say, maybe she couldn't say anything at all, but the milky way and "fireflies" he woven with blue silver grass left a heavy mark on her mind.

Tang San looked at her expression from one side, and when he saw her staring intently, he also looked at the sea of ​​blue and silver grass. He spread his eyebrows, and his eyes were misty, as if the wind was blowing in the rain, and the sun was shining brightly. Kong Nuan hugged the person drunkenly: "You refused to use the fire core stone. It was pitch dark at night, so I used it as a light. It looks good."

Atin pursed her lips, her pupils slowly focused, and her heart went from pounding for a moment to falling into the abyss of struggle. She moved her body with difficulty, trying to wake up her consciousness with her cold body temperature.

Every time, she thought she could control her emotions and thoughts, and thought she could remain unmoved, but it turned out that she was really vulnerable.

"...I don't like these." Atin moved his dry lips, as if someone had punched his chest in a muffled voice.

This was the first time she had lied to him.