Douluo: The Tang Poison Official Match

I learned from the population of Titan and Ning Fengzhi that his father, the sloppy blacksmith who paralyzed himself in the inferior ale all day long, was actually the youngest titled Douluo on the Douluo Continent, the younger brother of the Sect Master, Haotian. Douluo, and the martial spirit in his left hand is also the Clear Sky Hammer that only the bloodline of the Clear Sky School can have. Tang San declined the attachment of the Li family, and discussed with Ning Fengzhi the issue of hidden weapon production. Without saying a word, he returned to the bedroom.

Sitting on the bed with his chin supported, Shen Xiu swayed his legs back and forth. Seeing Tang San's return, Shen Xiu jumped out of the bed immediately, worried, but just grabbed Tang San's hand and called "Brother Three".

"Xiao Xiu..." Tang San hugged Shen Xiu and buried his head on Shen Xiu's neck. His voice was full of fatigue, "Xiao Xiu, my father, he turned out to be Title Douluo...little Saint Soul Village The impoverished blacksmith who worked hard to make a living, who would have thought that he was a powerful Title Douluo, no wonder Grandpa Titan could not find him... What happened, let Dad do this..."

Shen Xiu hugged back and didn't speak. He knew that what Tang San needs now is a reliable listener.

"...It should be related to my mother... Thirteen years ago, what happened when I was born... Xiaoxiu, we won't be separated, we won't, right, Xiaoxiu, you won't leave me, right! "Tang San clung to Shen Xiu tightly, the strength of his arms seemed to push the opponent into his body.

Shen Xiu's brows frowned slightly because of the pain, but he just answered seriously, "No. We will always be together, no matter what happens, we will not separate us. Third brother, if you do not leave, I will not give up. ……Well!"

The pink lips were bitten, and Tang San's tongue licked fiercely, licking every corner of Shen Xiu's mouth carefully, his kisses were violent but gentle, and the crystals that were too late to swallow flowed down the corners of his mouth. The hand that had clasped Shen Xiu's waist slipped in along the crevice of his clothes, and the warm and cool palms lingered on the delicate and smooth skin. Tang San’s sensitive waist was squeezed by Tang San’s palm, Shen Xiu collapsed into Tang San’s arms, gasping for breath, Tang San’s kiss fell on Shen Xiu’s cheeks, coming to the flushed ears, and he took a mouthful of it. Went in.

"Hmm..." The same sensitive earlobe was held by the warm mouth, and even bitten lightly. Shen Xiu's white fingers unconsciously clenched the corners of Tang San's clothes, and there was a sweet and greasy sound between his slightly opened lips and teeth. He moaned, waiting for him to return to his senses immediately, his face was hot, turning his head and eyes erratic, not looking at Tang San.

Tang San laughed, his pure black eyes filled with love, "Xiao Xiu, it's nice to have you by my side."

I'm 豮芔芔芔, the third brother, your love talk skills are full of fall!

Silently complaining, Shen Xiu's smile was full of sweetness.

Tang San's ability to adjust his heart was extremely good. He knew that what he could do now was to cultivate hard. Only with sufficient strength could he solve the doubts in his happiness and better protect Shen Xiu.

Tang San's enthusiasm for cultivation was unprecedentedly high, and Shen Xiu was relieved to see that everything was normal, and then secretly complained to himself that Tang San is the protagonist of this world. What is he worried about? In order not to lose too much of everyone's level (after all, he has never taken immortal grass), Shen Xiu also began to practice seriously. For a while, except for classes, it is difficult to find two people on campus, either in the dormitory or in the original Liu. Mimic martial arts training is conducted in the cabin in the forest where Erlong lives.

Five days later, the four masters, Flanders, Liu Erlong, and Dai Mubai finally returned. After Dai Mubai obtained the spirit ring, he rushed to the forty-third level. After the master heard Zao Wou-ki's recent news, he immediately found someone to call Tang San and Shen Xiu to his dormitory.

Seeing Tang San who walked in first, his eyes were calm and calm, his lips still had a gentle smile, and his aura was stronger than before he left. The master nodded approvingly, and took a sip from the teacup on the table. After seeing Tang San and Shen Xiu's interlocking hands, a sip of tea almost choked in his throat.

"You...Aren't you afraid? The rumors of the world, the disappointment of your relatives..." the master asked with a complicated expression.

"I'm afraid," Tang San looked at each other with a smile, and Tang San said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid I don't have enough pampering for him, I'm afraid I'm not good enough to be worthy of him, I'm afraid we will stay together for too short a time. Teacher. In the world, we should ask for what we want. Why bother with the worldly vision of others? I only ask for our happiness."

"Foster father, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but since we like each other, why bother with the disturbances from the outside world? As long as we are together and we are happy, it is enough." Shen Xiu's tone was firm.

The master held his forehead with one hand and looked at the two in a dazed manner. For a long time, he laughed bitterly, with a desolation in the laughter, "Yes, you are right, it is ridiculous that I haven't understood it for so many years..."

He remembered meeting Liu Erlong when he was young. The girl smiled brightly, and had a straightforward and violent temper, but in his eyes it was cute and tight; he remembered that he and Flander confessed to her at the same time, in his disbelief, She resolutely threw himself into his arms, even if his qualifications were extremely poor; he remembered the contemptuous look of his second uncle and her father on that wedding night, when he was exhausted physically and mentally, and he left without hesitation. Regardless of her sad gaze; he remembered that she was alone for so many years, still that violent temper, but a lot of restraint, waiting for his return; he remembered the same arrogant her originally ten fingers did not touch the Yang Chunshui, but now for him Washing his hands and making soup; he remembered that she was overjoyed for one of his compliments... His eyes were blurred with tears, the master's lips trembled violently, and the broken syllables were pieced together into a "Dragon Girl...".

When the master calmed down his good mood, a brilliance that had never existed in his eyes appeared in his eyes, which was the relief and determination to see through everything. Seeing this, Shen Xiu and Tang San smiled in surprise.

The master saw that Tang San was in good spirits and knew that he was not worried about his life experience. After speaking a few plainly, he suddenly asked, "Remember that when you first arrived at Shrek Academy, you were injured because of minor repairs, and Xiao San was extremely angry and used a hidden weapon to attack Zao Wou-ki. Seriously injured, did the injury result in a serious matter?"

Tang San and Shen Xiu looked at each other for unknown reasons and nodded.

The master smiled and said, "But have you noticed what changes happened to Zao Wou-Ki afterwards?"

"It seems like Teacher Zhao was beaten?" Shen Xiu replied uncertainly.

The master said: "Yes. According to Flanders, that night, a man in black suddenly came and led Zao Wou-ki out of the academy. Then, he beat Zao Wou-ki with his bare hands. And that person was your father. In addition, it is said that the master who repaired you also appeared, and Zao Wou-ki was beaten again."

"my dad?"

"My master?"

The two asked questions at the same time, Tang San was out of surprise and Shen Xiu was out of fright. After all, he knew that the so-called master was just a cover he made up.

"Little San, your father does not show up, probably because you don't want to disturb your cultivation, and you are afraid that you can't bear to leave. You have to know, your father, he has always loved you." The master looked at Shen Xiu again and looked at him. His eyes widened from shock, mistakenly thinking that he was surprised, and said with a smile, "Xiao Xiu, your master didn't say why he came, but then Haotian Douluo beat Zao Wou-ki again, and then left, too. Not long after you went with your master to obtain the third spirit ring last time, Flanders suddenly thought of what happened before and guessed that it was your master."

Shen Xiu nodded blankly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Isn't it really Zao Wou-ki's enemy? Master or something, is it really just made up by him!