Douluo: The Tang Poison Official Match

Sitting on the edge of the bed watching Shen Xiu, Tang San frowned. I don't know how long it took before the door of the room was knocked, and Ma Hongjun's voice came from outside the door, "Third brother! The people who broke the clan are here!"

Tang San only then realized that he would still meet someone from the clan next time, he just patronized and worried that Shen Xiaoxiu was already there.

He sighed and went to open the door. Ma Hongjun stood at the door and couldn't help saying when he saw Tang San opening the door, "Brother, the broken clan might not be easy to deal with! That clan leader looks quite difficult," He wouldn't even say a word, as if everyone owed him money."

Tang San shook his head helplessly, "Don't talk nonsense, wait for me, I will arrange a minor repair first."

Ma Hongjun was taken aback, "What happened to the minor repair?"

"He..." Tang San looked back, but couldn't help but stared at the same place.

Shen Xiaoxiu on the bed, the skin has changed from blood red back to the original white, like Mo long hair spread out on the white sheets, his brows and eyes are quiet, it seems that he is sleeping soundly.

Why did it change back again?

Tang Sanbai was puzzled. He walked a few steps and attached himself to his body, watching that the original white Acacia heartbroken red mark had now turned into brilliant gold, and the delicate face that lined it was extraordinarily holy and noble.

Does it really have something to do with Acacia Heartbroken...

Knowing that there was no harm to Shen Xiaoxiu's body, Tang San finally pulled the quilt over Shen Xiu, and walked to the front hall with Ma Hongjun.

As for the crystal blood dragon ginseng given by Bai He in order to win over Yang Wudi, Tang San already had a deal in mind.

The house was quiet.

Shen Xiu lying on the bed breathed evenly and smoothly, and her thick long eyelashes quivered slightly.

Suddenly, the golden imprint was blazing brightly, and traces of golden light gleamed out of it, forming a golden illusory thin thread, which wrapped the whole person in layers, forming a large cocoon shape.

The golden light on the cocoon was bright and dark, flashing once and again, and the frequency seemed to flash with people's breathing.

The closed window suddenly opened silently, and a purple figure flashed in. The other party stepped on the ground silently with a pair of jade feet naked, and there was no sound from the bells on his ankles. He stretched out a pair of jade-like hands and placed it on the golden cocoon. The visitor lightly opened his vermilion lips, and the obscure and mysterious language was uttered word by word. With the sound of the visitor, the jade hands glowed with purple light, The thread infiltrated into the golden cocoon.

The enchanting purple wanders on the golden cocoon, gradually solidifying into complex patterns. At the end, the lines are all formed, and the golden cocoon is already covered with purple lines. At first glance, it looks like the cocoon is purple and gold.

The visitor exhaled, looked at the big cocoon with a chuckle, and murmured inaudibly from his lips, and then escaped into the air.

Without staying for a long time, the purple dress made a wavy arc, and the visitors disappeared in front of the window with light steps. The windows closed silently again, as if everything was just an illusion. No one had ever been in this room.

Only the large cocoon glowing with purple-golden light on the bed made it clear that everything had happened.

Only when Tang San saw Yang Wudi did he understand why Ma Hongjun would say that he couldn't get along well with him. The old man who was about the same size as a white crane, but did not look like a white crane with white hair. He had jet-black hair and a ruddy complexion, but his expression was gloomy, his eyes were vultures, and his speech was a little mean.

As soon as Yang Wudi heard that Tang San was Tang Hao's son, he immediately got up to leave, but Baihe persuaded him.

Then, Tang San offered to make a bet. As soon as these words came out, all the people except those from the poor clan looked weird. On the first day, Tang San and Niu Gao bet. Tang San and Bai He bet the next day. On the third day, it was Yang Wudi's turn.

The bet was very simple and rude. Tang San won Yang Wudi, and the broken clan joined the Tang Sect. Otherwise, Tang San let Yang Wudi handle it.

Don't say it, even though you bet that this stalk is going to be overused by Tang San, it's really easy to use. Yang Wudi responded without hesitation.

It wasn't until the battle against Tang San that he finally understood that Po Zhan Clan, or Yang Wudi's intrepidity. A soul-breaking spear showed terrifying power in Yang Wudi's hands, and it was a bit difficult to deal with the eighty-sixth-level Yang Wudi with Tang San's sixty-third level.

Just when Tang San was severely injured by Yang Wudi's soul-breaking spear, his Blue Silver Emperor's martial arts spirit, who did not have enough energy to suppress the sixth spirit ring, appeared on its own, the sixth spirit ring was shining, and the light and fluttering shadow of Achi appeared again .

Different from the soft and lovely last time, this time the little Lolita's face was full of evil spirits, and her figure flashed in the air and rushed towards Yang Wudi, who was still stunned after being hit by the Clear Sky Hammer. Raising the meaty arm, a sneer appeared at the corner of Little Lori's mouth, her fingers slid in the air, and with her movements, white light flickered from her fingertips, lingering on Yang Wudi, shining faintly. The white lines of the white rays were very beautiful, but Yang Wudi's expression changed drastically.

Then Achi moved. The white skirt on her body was dancing, A Chi hummed softly, the minor tune was soft and sweet, and the steps under her feet were in harmony with the minor tune. She danced softly around Yang Wudi, and Wu Nong's soft-spoken singing and graceful dance were really beautiful.

But people around the audience don't think so. Because, as A Chi danced, the shiny white lines gradually gathered, originally only loosely caged in Yang Wudi's body, but at this time he tightened his body. Not only that, the white line gradually turned black, and when it became completely black, it turned into a light spot and merged into Yang Wudi's skin, and Yang Wudi's face also showed a fatal black-blue color.

This is exactly one of the spirit abilities on the spirit ring that A Chi sacrificed, Chi Wu. As long as he is controlled by Chi Wu, there is no possibility of breaking free. The end of the Qinggeman Dance is when the enemy is dead.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tang San quickly stopped A Chi and asked her to stop. A Chi stopped obediently, and all the lines instantly shattered with a wave of his little hand. She returned to Tang San again, said silently, "Take care of Xiu Xiu" and returned to the spirit ring.

Tang San’s chest was pierced by the soul-breaking spear, and soon it was the same one hundred thousand-year-old soul bone Blue Silver Emperor’s right leg bone healing spirit ability, and was named by Tang San as "wild fire burns endlessly, spring breeze blows again." Healed quickly. Although the Qi and blood were still empty, and the vitality was not small, it would be able to recover as long as he recuperated for a few days.

Yang Wudi quickly woke up from the coma caused by the toxin.

The crystal blood dragon ginseng was eaten by Shen Xiu, and Tang San took out another immortal grass obtained by the eyes of ice and fire, Youxiang Qiluo immortal product.

Seeing the pink crystal clear big flower, Yang Wudi's original indifference immediately turned into excitement, and even said that if Tang San had taken out this peerless fairy early, he wouldn't have to fight Tang San and lose face.

At Bai He's surprised gaze, Tang San could only explain with a wry smile that the crystal blood dragon ginseng had been eaten by Shen Xiu.

"Eat it?" Yang Wudi recovered from the ecstasy of obtaining the immortal product, and was extremely shocked. "The efficacy of the crystal blood dragon ginseng is extremely violent and domineering, and even Peak Douluo can't guarantee that it can withstand the crystal blood dragon. The medicinal effect of ginseng, he is only a mere cultivation base of the soul emperor, so he dared to eat it directly? He has not exploded and died?"

Yang Wudi spoke quickly. When he talked about pharmacology, his whole person became extremely excited, "Quickly, take a look at that little guy."

Tang San was helpless, and he was very confused about Shen Xiu's situation, and led Yang Wudi all the way to the door of his room.

Turning a blind eye to Bai He's "This is not your room, why does that little friend live in your room", Tang San pushed open the door.

The sound of the door opening stirred up the dust in the air and also alarmed the man sitting on the bed holding the quilt.

When the black eyes looked over, everyone took a breath.