Douluo: This soul master is too involuntarily involved

Tang San's state at the moment, Su Ming was very clear.

He was already on the verge of exhaustion, and if he continued to cultivate in such a state, the result would only be half the effort.

Considering the powerful attributes of Tang San's protagonist, Su Ming did not continue to deal with him and began his own cultivation.

The Golden Crow Dao Method can obtain the power of gold and transform into the ultimate gold. Only a soul master

with extreme attributes can become a powerful soul master, and Su Ming naturally will not miss this opportunity.

【Drip! Congratulations to the host for practicing the Golden Crow Sword Technique, proficiency +1. 】

【Drip! Congratulations to the host for practicing the Golden Crow Sword Technique, proficiency +1. After

practicing the Golden Crow Sword Method three times, the soul power in Su Ming's body was exhausted again, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

Glancing at Tang San, Su Ming rushed into the woods with lightning speed.

The petite figure instantly melted into the night, almost in the blink of an eye, and there was no movement.

Well?

Tang San opened his eyes in surprise, but there was still Su Ming's figure in front of him.

This is it?

The Purple Pole Demon Pupil looked at the woods, Tang San still hadn't found Su Ming, it seemed that the other party had gone away.

And this also made him more and more puzzled.

"Could it be that you think too much?"

Tang San frowned, he had only been here for less than half a quarter of an hour, why did Su Ming leave. There was a burst of

exhaustion in his body, and he couldn't wait to squint and sleep for a while, and Tang San stood up.

Just now he was angry, but now his mind is very clear.

Cultivating in such a state, he couldn't catch up with Su Ming, so he was ready to go back to sleep and talk about it.

Putting a distance between him and Tang San, Su Ming came to a small pond.

The pond is located below the horns of two mountains and is formed by the collection of stagnant water.

The water is clear and transparent, and you can even see the bottom of the pond through the moonlight, like a transparent mirror.

Noticing the swimming fish at the bottom of the pond, Su Ming immediately used a firewood knife to cut a bamboo stick from the surroundings, and a simple javelin was made.

Boom!

The tip of the javelin was at an acute angle, and Su Ming aimed it at the bottom of the swimming fish and threw it hard.

Like an arrow off the string, the sound of breaking the air has just reached the ears, and the bamboo pole has been inserted into the water.

The pond suddenly became cloudy, obscuring the view from the mud and sand that lifted up.

Seeing the bamboo pole motionless in the water, Su Ming smiled back angrily.

Indeed, if it is placed in the afterlife, to go to the spearfish in this way, the bamboo pole should float up and recline, and the end of the water should struggle in the water, which is the sign of a fish.

Because of the high resistance of water, it is generally difficult to fork to the bottom.

But.

The strength of Su Ming's blow was not small.

And this bamboo pole is not as thick as a finger.

Swish! Holding the end of the tail

and pulling up the bamboo pole, sure enough, there was a fish on it, because of the pain, the fish was constantly "snapping" the bamboo pole with its tail.

The fish is not large, it looks like a crucian carp of more than a pound, not fat, the ventral side is yellow-brown, and the fins are black.

Su Ming knew that this is called ding guiyu, and prefers to live in slow flowing water bodies in still water or muddy bottoms, especially downstream of lakes and rivers.

Pick up a firewood knife and "bang" at the head of the fish, and the latter does not jump indiscriminately instantly.

As concocted, Su Ming forked two more.

Then light a fire and start grilling.

Nourishing, golden fish oil drips from the fish and drips into the campfire, making a wonderful sound.

The original yellow cinnamon fish is now moistened and grilled with oil, becoming more golden and dazzling.

In the air, there was a haunting fragrance, which made Su Ming drool.

The fish didn't use too many ingredients, just found some plants to flavor.

High-end ingredients, just simple cooking.

After a while, the appearance of the fish has become crispy, and it is also smoked black due to the charcoal fire.

However, the snow-white fish meat inside is introverted, with a complete fragrance and fatty aroma, which is indeed a ripe taste. Do it yourself, Su

Ming needs to be polite, and directly tear it up with his teeth.

"It's a pity, if you bring condiments, it will taste better."

Su Ming, whose eyes were shining, couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Ding cinnamon fish has extremely delicate meat, high protein content, and few spines, which is definitely a delicacy, it is a pity that it has not been done to the extreme.

Slightly.

The fish bones were thrown out by Su Ming casually, and three fish bones stood in rows.

The fishtail rushes up, overlooking the earth.

Su Ming grabbed the leaves and rubbed his hands, his face was full of content, and he looked like he was full of food and drink.

But upon closer inspection, his eyes kept wandering, as if he was looking at the movements around him.

"Tang Hao, that guy, won't spy on himself now."

The thought quietly arose, and Su Ming had a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

He wasn't actually hungry, and he just wanted to judge whether Tang Hao was around or not.

If you grill your own fish, it is possible that he will appear.

If he is not there, he grills the fish himself, and he will leave after watching it for a while.

For three consecutive articles, Tang Hao did not move, and Su Ming most likely felt that he was not nearby.

A titled Douluo, it is impossible to stare at me all day, right?

Hesitating for a few seconds, Su Ming quickly took out the Xuanshui Pill rewarded by the system, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

The whole process, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times, was completed in one go, without any mud and water.

Unless you use spiritual power to probe all the time, even if it is the eye power of Title Douluo, it is impossible to see clearly what Su Ming did just now.

Only Su Ming knew that what he took out was a dark blue pill.

With a white texture on it, the fragrance of the elixir is not strong, but it is very natural and harmonious.

Xuanshui Pill is refined using more than a dozen kinds of water attribute soul beast essence blood and water attribute plants.

Its medicinal properties are mild, not only can enhance soul power, but also have the miraculous effect of removing impurities in the body, moisturizing the meridians, and improving talent and physique.

Su Ming swallowed extremely quickly, only feeling a fragrant sweetness wafting out of his throat, and then the pill went down.

Not daring to slacken, Su Ming hurriedly ran the Tuner Technique to guide the energy of the elixir to turn into soul power.

The warm air flow spread out from his abdomen, and Su Ming felt that his dried up soul power was being replenished, as comfortable as hot spring water.

Su Ming had no distractions and was immersed in the washing of the meridians.

The flames licked over the campfire, making popping sounds from time to time.

The bright yellow fireworks shone brightly, reflecting Su Ming's snow-white face into a pale yellow, and the lines on his face became softer.

Time flies.

The bonfire was gradually extinguished. A

few smoke rose from the valley, with a line beauty, and dissipated in mid-air.

A foul smell suddenly came out, extinguishing all remaining scents.

I saw black stickiness emerging from Su Ming's body, looking like oil and asphalt.

The original white clothes were completely soaked in black at this moment, and the whole person was wrapped.

Stinking.

Stinky sky.

On the cliff wall, a man suddenly appeared, his posture was tall, under the black cloak, a pair of eyes were ancient and waveless, without any emotion.

"Washing the muscles?"

Looking at the movement on Su Ming's body, Tang Hao's pupils shrank suddenly, and his cold pool-like eyes rippled.

"This guy has a lot of chance."

A subtle sigh fell, and Tang Hao's figure disappeared again.

It seems, never appeared ...