The Decadent Daily Life of Douluo World

Knowing that Xiao Wu was taken away by Er Ming, how could Bai Yan leave Tang San, who was weak in front of him, alone in the perilous forest.

"I think I might not be able to leave..." Bai Yan, who didn't want to lie to Tang San and didn't want to leave, looked at the hopeful eyes of the person in front of him, hesitating for the first time in history, "I..."

At this moment, three figures quickly flashed out of the woods.

There were three spirit masters, and two of them were Tang San who knew him—Snake Po Chao Tianxiang and her granddaughter Meng Wei, who had just broken up not long ago, couldn't help but sink.

Over 80 Contra...Bai Yan was shocked, and the variant version sneaked into action to conceal the aura on his body.

"How could this happen!" Meng still looked at the human face demon spider on the ground and exclaimed, "Who killed my demon spider!"

"I killed it." Since Xiao Wu was arrested, her mentality has changed. In addition to being cruel, she also brought a somewhat determined Tang San to help the big tree next to her barely stand up.

Even Tang Hao didn't notice Bai Yan without paying attention. What's more, the Dragon Duke and Snake Po, who had not yet reached the ninetieth level, Bai Yan squatted in the grass, silent.

Try to delay as much as possible, I have a way to get away—this was the hint that was just given to Tang San by Bai Yan.

Watching Tang San dealing with the three of them in front of him, he was fully absorbed in order to exude a breath of his own unobtrusively without disturbing Lord Long and Snake Po.

As a soul beast, it is difficult to gather one's own breath, it is even more difficult to cover up one's breath completely, and it is even more difficult to control the emission of breath after covering up. If it hadn't been for Bai Yan to inherit the talent skills of stealth, even if he was transformed into a one-hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, there would be no way to do this by the side of the Contra.

"Tang San! If you are a man, you will have a one-on-one match with me!" When Duke Long saw Tang San alone, he planned to kill first and then grab the ring. He didn't expect the granddaughter who had always been spoiled by his husband and wife. After being secretly run on by Tang San, he jumped out to solve it by himself.

Just waiting for your words! Tang San was overjoyed, but his face was dull. The expressions of Lord Long and Snake Poor's frown clearly saw him clearly. It seemed that the two couples were very fond of the girl in front of him. If they wanted them to nod and agree to the test, they had to make Meng Suan still. What should I do?

Tang San's thoughts turned sharply, learning what Bai Yan usually looks like, politely and politely smiled, "You still have to compare with me? If you agree with your grandparents, you won't agree, anyway, Miss Meng, you too My men are defeated."

This is obviously looking down on her! Meng was still furious, "Grandpa and grandma, don't intervene! I just want him to convince him today!"

It's done! Tang San didn't show his face, but his hands behind him were super happily making a gesture of success in Bai Yan.

This guy...Banyan, whose mental energy was consumed rapidly, couldn't help but smile knowingly under the strong headache.

Meng still tried to find Tang San to learn the hidden weapon skills, and naturally he was defeated by Tang San without any suspense.

Seeing Meng's still suffering, Tang San, who had robbed each other's spirit beasts twice, had always been more honest and could not feel sorry for him. He was also sending bone nails, encouraging and imparting experience, letting him nest in the grass. His white words bit his teeth.

Stupid leopard! Aren’t you so brave before! Why can't it be a spoiler!

Meng was still convinced, but Long Gong and Snake Po were very unhappy. Long Gongzheng cast his eyes with Snake Po, and was interrupted by the sudden emergence of a figure.

With flying spirit skills and moving skills, Bai Yan flew out from the grass, hugged Tang San with one hand, and took the human face demon spider on the ground with the other and flew away.

"What was that just now?" The snake woman was startled, she only saw a white light flashing, and Tang San and the Demon Spider were gone.

Duke Long turned his back to Bai Yan. Although he turned his head back quickly, he only saw a figure with wings. He picked up the white feather attached to his clothes, "Soul beast?"

"Roar!" The leopard, who had been dazzled by the anger and hatred and the joy of revenge, broke out from the other end, and the strongest place where he could not see the situation was a bite.

"Grandpa!" The girl exclaimed from behind, but Tang San couldn't take care of it anymore. He looked at the man with his wings behind him, "Baiyan?"

Although Bai Yan's martial arts spirit is extremely hot, he is like the fat man Ma Hongjun who possesses the Phoenix martial arts spirit. His current spirit power is not enough to support the manifestation of wings for too long. The reason why he can fly depends entirely on his second. Soul ring.

A pair of wings born out of the real body, domineering on the body, but incomparable to the human body, but the wings that are easy to use, the plain words generally only activate the flying ability, and the wings in the second stage are all put away—though Release faster.

"Very beautiful wings." Tang San knew what was going on as soon as he turned his mind, and even touched his hand against the white eye knife.

"Don't make trouble!" The wings spread out were very sensitive, and Bai Yan almost threw Tang San down with a trembling hand.

"Hahahaha!" Tang San smiled happily when he saw Bai Yan flattened. He turned his head to the spirit ring that followed the human face demon spider's corpse and smiled, "Is that okay?"

"Of course." Bai Yan raised an eyebrow and smiled, "With that stupid leopard haunting them, you have enough time to absorb the spirit ring."

"...This is more than two thousand years old." Tang San reminded him that the limit of the third spirit ring is more than 1,700 years.

"I didn't want you to take the risk, but," Bai Yan gave a wry smile, and had to land before his soul power was exhausted. He leaned on the tree and gasped for breath, "My mental power and soul power are both overdrawn."

"Bai Yan!" Tang San was startled, and quickly held on to the sweaty man in front of him who was about to slip.

"Don't worry, I will guard you." Bai Yan sat paralyzed on the ground, smiling at Tang San, "If something comes, you have to step on my corpse if you want to hurt you."

"...I'm not worried about that!" Tang San was taken aback, and said angrily.

"I don't have time to say more. Go ahead." Bai Yan's headache was splitting, and his anger was like gossip. "Although this spider has exceeded the limit of the master's speculation, it does not exceed the ground too much. You can bear it with your mental strength and body. Ability, there is no problem at all, as long as you can make it through, trust me."

"I never doubted you." Tang San sighed, walked to the human face demon spider, turned his back to Bai Yan, "Be careful before I wake up. Don't open my eyes and see that you are caught by the soul beast. The scene of eating."

"You are, don't be defeated by the last remaining scum of the Human Face Demon Spider." Bai Yan smiled, "But I believe you can succeed because you are Tang San."

Tang San sat cross-legged in front of Bai Yan motionless, his whole person was enveloped in a layer of pale red mist. {The red in the mist is not the light of soul power. It was Tang San's blood. not long ago. With the violent spirit power fluctuations on the body. Tang San's skin began to overflow with a layer of fine blood beads, which evaporated into the air with the spirit power. It became this pale red mist. Tang San frowned. Lips are tight. The body is constantly cramping. Coupled with the blood bead emerging from under the skin, one can imagine how intense the pain he is currently suffering. In the mist. From time to time, there was a crackling sound of bones. Each time it gave people a thrilling feeling, but the third spirit ring that should have appeared with the absorption never showed up, which proved that Tang San hadn't completely absorbed the human face demon spider spirit ring. }

The more Bai Yan watched, the tighter his heart was. The inference about the absorption of this spirit ring was true, but at this moment, no matter how good at suppressing his emotions, he couldn't suppress his worries, even though he was confident in front of Tang San. Full, but he knew how much risk Tang San had taken in this move. If there were any mistakes, Tang San would not be able to escape death.

But Bai Yan can’t help it. His spirit power is double overdrawn. If neither of them has the power to fight, whether it’s the dragon father, the leopard, or other soul beasts, the only thing waiting for them is death. Whether the breath released just now can attract Da Ming Erming is unknown, and he is even more afraid of attracting other enemies.

I’m too weak. If I’m strong enough, I won’t be so passive in the face of Long Gong and Snake Pos. The people in the Martial Soul Hall are facing each other. If you are strong enough, will you be able to protect Xiao Wu and Tang San forever? If you are strong enough, will the boss not die in the first place...

After meeting Tang Hao the last time, Bai Yan once again felt the deep sense of powerlessness.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu's worried voice called back his sanity.

Seeing Bai Yan's white-haired golden pupil martial spirit possessing her body, she was taken aback, "What happened, how can your spirit power fluctuate so much! This is, Xiao San?!"

Has the spirit possessed again involuntarily? Bai Yan frowned, put away the spirit, and said in a flat tone, "After Er Ming took you away, Xiao San chased him alone and was attacked by a two-thousand-year-old human face demon spider. You saw it during the day The dragon father and the snake woman came out to spoil the situation. I just attracted the silly leopard to get out, and now he is absorbing the spirit ring."

Bai Yan's tone didn't fluctuate, but Xiao Wu couldn't hear the anger, mania and deep concern in his words. She considered her words, "I let Er Ming go back, and Xiao San will be fine. He is Tang San. !"

"Because it is Tang San, I believe you. Such words, such unreasonable beliefs are simply irresponsible to him!" Bai Yan said sharply.

Seeing Xiao Wu's stunned look, Bai Yan was taken aback, leaned back on the tree, and touched his face to make himself awake, "I'm sorry, I'm angry with myself."

"I know." Xiao Wu approached Bai Yan, bent down and hugged him, "I know that you are under more pressure than I thought. You have to take care of me, and now you have to look at Xiaosan and investigate Wuhun Palace. To train us, to improve our strength, and to conceal our identity."

"You are right about the Xiaoao Soul Curse. How can there be so many hypocritical things in order to live, I have been spoiled by you and Xiao San in the past few years when I left the forest," Xiao Wu smiled, "Thank you Everything for me, brother."

Bai Yan let Xiao Wu hold her, and for a long time she raised her head and exclaimed, "My Xiao Wu has grown up too."

"What!" Xiao Wu knocked on Bai Yan's head.

"I mean it," Bai Yan didn't hide, put one leg up and put his hand on it, "Really, I thought I saw the boss just now."

"Brother, you really miss your mother." Time can always heal everything. Xiao Wu now talks about her dead mother and finally calms down, "I am far behind my mother. I'm only at the twenty-ninth level."

"No, the strongest thing about the boss is not her strength, but her heart, that kind of inclusive and wise powerful existence... Xiao Wu, you really look like the boss, with a gentle and considerate seven-orifice exquisite heart," Bai Yan looked at him. Tang San, who was working hard, suddenly said, "You treat me and Xiao San..."

"Tang San!"

"Little San!"

"Three brothers!"

"Blank words?"

"Xiao Wu?"

Bai Yan's question was blocked by a group of people who suddenly appeared. For a moment, whether it was Bai Yan who wanted to ask a question or Xiao Wu who was waiting to answer, he felt that his throat was stuck in a mouthful of old blood.