Douluo: When Tang San's younger sister played idioms

"It's almost here." Walker, who was walking at the front wearing goggles, suddenly said in a loud voice.

After staying in the unchanging snowfield for a long time, Tang Tang had already lost his sense of time, and now he raised his head blankly.

A few hundred meters away, a small tent stood abruptly on the snowy field, letting the strong wind blow.

As I got closer, I realized what kind of small tent this was. It had cooked cowhide as the tent and soul animal bones as the supports. It had a huge interior space and was fully equipped with coal stove, kettle, wok, sleeping bag and other daily necessities. It couldn't accommodate more than ten people. question.

In the tent, there were already people waiting here.

As soon as he saw someone, Deacon Walker's indifference along the way was replaced by respect and admiration: "My Majesty Jackdaw, I have kept you waiting for a long time."

Tang Tang took a breath of air.

Another Title Douluo!
The man known as the Jackdaw Crown looks like he is only 50 to [-] years old. He has black hair as smooth and smooth as crow feathers neatly combed back his head. His face has a frosty look, and a pair of purple eyes are so strong. Some ominous eyes stared at the visitor indifferently, making people feel panicked.

"thing."

Walker immediately handed over a storage soul guide.

Jackdaw Douluo inspected it and nodded with satisfaction.

"These days are when the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion is at its weakest. Without further ado, let's set off immediately."

Walker hesitated for a while, then pushed Tang Tang forward: "Sorry, Your Majesty, we may need to arrange the whereabouts of this child first."

"Her name is Tang Tang. She comes from the Sotuo branch. She appeared in the Ice Thorn Forest for unknown reasons. After we rescued her, we brought her here together in order not to delay our trip. You can see how we will arrange her in the next period of time. ?”

Tang Tang raised his head and showed a cute smile.

Jackdaw Douluo pondered for a while, then turned his wrist to create a black feather.

"You stay in this tent for at least half a month or more than a month before we come back. I have cleaned up the area, and my breath is on the feathers, which can deter the spirit beasts. Walker, give her a month to live. Supplies, we’ll leave in 10 minutes.”

……

"Ha Qiu!"

Watching the group of people marching deep into the snowfield, Tang Tang retreated into his tent.

The Far North is covered with ice and snow all year round, and no humans have destroyed its ecology. Therefore, the invisible "qi" in the air is also extremely pure, and the conversion rate is surprisingly high.

The cost of absorbing this pure energy and turning it into soul power is much less, and the recovery speed of the martial soul seems to be a little faster.

Although the cultivation speed is not as fast as the ice and fire eyes, it is still much better than the mimic environment. ——In any case, it doesn't matter to her whether it's mimicry or not.

In this way, Tang Tang meditated for eight hours every day. When he was tired, he would relax, build a snowman, dig a trench, and practice his acting skills. The one-month period mentioned by Jackdaw Douluo came to an end quickly.

……

"The boiled water specially blended with pure ice and snow in the far north, um~ it really smells good." Tangtang pretended to take a sip, not knowing what he was sipping, but his posture was blameless anyway.

"Thank you for your compliment. It's just a special way of making tea. I don't deserve your praise." Tang Tang smiled and poured another cup, having fun playing two roles.

No. 20 Seven Days of Left-Behind Children, Tang Tang performed the sense of sight of a big boss meeting by himself.

After impromptu for a while, Tang Tang quickly slacked off and sat boredly at the door looking at the unchanging snowfield.

"My speech spirit has recovered. When will those people come back... Do you want to find a way to send a letter to me?"

"For what? Uh... Feng Huo even sent home letters in March to reach Wanjin Peng Mountain. There is no way to get there. Qingniao is diligent in visiting..."

Tang Tang scratched his hair speechlessly.

I have memorized a lot of poems, but I really can’t think of a few idioms that I can use.

Just when I was about to dig into my memory again, a gust of "demon wind" suddenly blew in outside the door, blowing away the door curtain and causing the temperature inside the room to drop sharply.

"Who - uh, Deacon Walker? Also, His Majesty Jackdaw?" Tang Tang looked blankly at the two people who looked embarrassed, and his mind almost didn't turn around.

The group of seven or eight people were so high-spirited when they set off. Who are the two people who are unconscious and injured in front of them?And, what about the others?
Tang Tang felt inexplicably anxious and sad.

"Don't look, there's no one else." Walker showed a sad smile. One of his arms had already disappeared, and blood was dripping down the hastily bandaged wound. "The mission failed. My companions had already taken the lead. I probably also I will be buried here... His Majesty Jackdaw Mian was seriously injured and fell into a coma to protect us. I could die here, but I am the youngest titled Douluo in the north, and he still has hope for success."

"Tang Tang...I'm sorry for asking you to bear such a heavy responsibility at this age."

"Please take Jackdaw Crown and run away. The faster you run, the better. I will do my best to hold off the pursuing spirit beasts for you."

With a heavy shoulder, Tang Tang started running with Jackdaw Douluo on his back in a daze. Behind him, Walker watched as Tang Tang's figure disappeared into the distance and turned into a small dot, then turned to face the snowfield of the far north.

"Come on! Damn soul beast! White wolf, possessed!"

Under the cover of a giant plush hand, the world became quiet.