Douluo: The Tang Poison Official Match

The soul power in his hand condensed, and once again released the soul ability to kill the last soul beast, this five-person team was exhausted, and fell to the ground one after another, looking pale.

The girl in the black dress in the middle holds a delicate and beautiful begonia flower in her hand. The four spirit rings on her body move in rhythm, and she is covered with a square black veil. Although she has a pair of beautiful eyes with anxiety and worry, she is still trying to stay calm. The white petals are spinning and falling, and the faint white light flashes, somehow it stops. The bleeding wounds of everyone. She swallowed the fishy sweetness that surged to her throat, her pretty face was pale, she looked around at the tired and numb people around her, gritted her teeth, "Uncle Huo, how far is it to get to the outside?"

"Miss, there are still nearly two kilometers." The man called Uncle Huo was able to play short, with mottled blood stains on his clothes, and said with a wry smile, "In our current situation, let's not say that we are all exhausted, just this. The smell of blood will attract an endless source of soul beasts, even if it goes to the periphery, I am afraid..."

Listening to his words, everyone looked numb and desperate, and a layer of tears formed in the girl's eyes, "How could this be..."

She came out of the Star Dou Great Forest this time to obtain her fifth spirit ring. It was originally a team of fifteen people, three six-ring spirit emperors, five five-ring spirit kings, and seven four-ring spirit emperors, all of whom were Heaven Dou. The empire sent the elite for her. Unexpectedly, one of the six-ringed spirit emperors secretly took refuge in the Wuhun Hall, not only assassinating them, but also calling a group of companions. They fled in a hurry, and the two soul sects tried their best to block the rebellious soul master and several accomplices, and finally blew themselves to death. The two soul kings died to cover them, and finally escaped. They found that the signal flare was destroyed. Before they could react, they were attacked by a pack of ten thousand wolves, wounding five people and dying one, and fled in embarrassment. Afterwards, large and small attacks also took away a few lives. To this day, there are only the last soul king in their team-Huo Shu, three souls, how can they get out of this star-fighting forest?

"Miss, I will send you out if I fight for this life." Huo Shu smiled, his expression especially kind.

"No, Uncle Huo, you can't..." She couldn't hold back the tears that had been held for a long time. The girl shook her head with red eyes, "You will be fine, Uncle Huo, Brother Shaoheng is still waiting for you to go back..."

"Girl, I watched you grow up. It was still such a small dumpling, but it grew so big and beautiful all at once," Huo said with a gesture and smiled, "I am most relieved of that stinky boy Shaoheng. When you go out, let him not miss me too much."

"No!" The girl shed tears, "Uncle Huo, when you are old, you can tell Brother Shaoheng yourself!" If, if her spirit power can be higher, if she also has the ability to attack... "We Definitely, you can go out!"

"...Okay," Uncle Huo sighed deeply, "Okay, okay, all get up, the blood here will attract soul beasts, we leave as soon as possible."

The four of them pulled each other to their feet, squeezed the herbal medicine that could cover their breath, out of the grass juice, and threw on them, leaving the place around the girl.

After walking not far, the three soul-sovereigners who suffered the most slander finally couldn't support it, vomiting blood and fell to the ground. The team had to stop again.

The girl barely condensed her spirit power. The delicate Begonia flowers bloomed in the tender white palms, but she looked a little wilting. The first spirit ring lit up, and a piece of illusory white petals slowly fell on the person on the ground. The girl couldn't help it. "Wow "He spit out a mouthful of blood, and Wuhun automatically returned to his body, and his pale little face was even more bloodless.

"Miss!" Uncle Huo helped the girl's crumbling body, covered with blood and swayed down, revealing a beautiful face, "Miss, it's really impossible, we can only leave first."

"Uncle Huo..." The girl's white hand clenched tightly. She leaned against a big tree next to her with tears in her beautiful eyes, "Can we really go out?" Her eyes were empty and almost collapsed.

Uncle Huo was also desperate. He opened his mouth to comfort the girl, but his eyes narrowed sharply, "Miss! Be careful!"

The girl was startled, and leaped forward reflexively. When Uncle Huo pulled her behind her, she staggered and watched in amazement as she watched the gentle and harmless big tree she was leaning on, waving its teeth and waving its claws. The two souls who were too late to react and the comatose soul. In the sorrowful wailing of the two, small thorns protruded from the branches, which pierced the three people's skin fiercely. The bodies of the three people dwindled quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the vines were blood red.

With just a breath of effort, the three of them were sucked into human beings and thrown to the ground mercilessly.

"Uncle Huo..." Holding onto Uncle Huo's sleeve, the girl's voice trembled, her eyes a little hollow, "Are we going to be like them next time..."

Uncle Huo didn't speak, and his spirit was released. A pair of thick bear claws replaced the original human hands. A total of ten claws were sharp. He stared at the ferocious vines that were waving, but the light of the five spirit rings on his body was a bit weak.

The girl bit her lip, her whole body was shaking.

If she and Uncle Huo both died here, how sad Brother Shaoheng would be...

Suddenly the appearance of that sunny and determined boy appeared in her mind, her dry lips moved, and three words were silently uttered, "Brother Shaoheng..." staring at the vine that stretched out towards her after tightly binding Uncle Huo. , She closed her eyes.

Brother Shaoheng, Lingling hasn't told you yet, I am also happy with you...

"Xiao Xue, stop."

The male voice suddenly sounded cold and cold. Accompanied by the crisp bells, a white hand stroked the vine. The vine with its teeth and claws was immediately obedient, rubbing against the soft palm like a well-behaved pet, quite aggrieved. The two people **** in the vines were thrown to the ground like a violent child, and they made a chuckle.

Uncle Huo grabbed the girl in midair and quickly stabilized after landing. With the strength of Uncle Huo, the girl stood still, let out a sigh, bowed down, "Thank you for your help, Lingling is grateful."

Although the two of them were embarrassed, their temperament was excellent, especially Ye Lingling. Both of them were grateful and looked towards the person who saved them.

The young man’s head was tied into a ponytail like a waterfall, his skin was white as jade, his upper body was dark purple, his left arm was tightly wrapped in a dark purple cloth to his wrist, and a half-hand wide silver ornament encircled his thin white wrist. Four sharp silver claws stretched out, and the right arm was almost naked. The only embellishment was the silver bracelet on the wrist and a small ring of silver bells hanging on it. The top was tied around the belly button, exposing a thin and flexible waist. The inch-wide ink-colored belt is embroidered with intricate golden patterns, and down are loose ink-colored bloomers with dark golden butterfly patterns, tied above the slender ankles, each with a string of silver bells hanging on the white and tender ankles. With a slight movement, there was a jingle and a crisp sound. Compared to ordinary men, they stood barefoot on the ground with a pair of delicate feet, which was beautiful against the backdrop of the grass.

The young man was putting his hand on the vine that became crystal clear as blood after the disguise was removed. The bloodthirsty vine that had been chilling rubbed the young boy's palm very obediently, wrapping his fingers along the way, and the slender and white fingers were on the blood-red vine. Demon is different and dangerous under the background.

Hearing Ye Lingling’s words, the young man tilted his head slightly, and the half-silver mask on his face also had complicated dark purple patterns. When the sun was shining, the pattern seemed to be alive and faintly glowing, faintly like a butterfly with wings spread. The lips that were not covered by the mask were pressed into a straight line, and they opened and closed slightly at this time, "Ye Lingling, it really is you."

His voice was clear, and hearing the inexplicable familiarity, Ye Lingling was startled, and she saw the other party raising her hand to take off the mask on her face, and her almost perfect appearance made her subconsciously hold her breath, "Why, don't you recognize me? "

"...Shen Xiu!?"