Douluo Dalu

The 147th chapter of Tang Sanqiang’s third soul ring (middle)

Tang San was covered with a layer of brownish black. As the blue and silver grass spread out, these brown-black objects gradually peeled off from him like a falling shell, revealing the inside.

When the little dance saw Tang San’s body again, the pretty face could not help but be red. At this time, Tang San didn't have a piece of scorpion. The whole body was completely naked. The muscles on his body became extremely obvious. Although it was not an exaggerated bulge, it looked full of power. Under the bronze skin, there is a faint halo glow. The whole person is suspended in the air. Before the knee-shaped legs have been stretched out, the limbs are naturally drooping, and it seems that the whole person is full of a feeling of evil.

In the messy black hair of Tang San, there is a very obvious purple hair. The purple hair itself seems to release the luster, making the little dance very clear.

The previous snoring was from the mouth of the Tang Dynasty. At this time, his eyes were slowly opening, and the eyes were full of confusion.

Tang San himself did not know what happened. He just felt that he had endured and endured in extreme pain. The belief in saving the little dance has always supported his will. When the extremely severe pain suddenly disappears, an unspeakable refreshing moment spreads throughout the body.

The pain can withstand, and when the pain after the extreme pain comes, Tang San is finally in a deep sleep. When he regained consciousness, it was the scene that the little dance had just seen.

There was a slap in front of him, like a layer of white gauze, and all kinds of feelings gradually returned to the body. With the gradual waking of consciousness, the scene in front of Tang San gradually became clear.

The body can't tell the comfort, it seems that every cell in the body is cheering, only the back is itchy, it seems that something extends out from behind. He can feel the moisture of the soil, and can also feel the bragging of the surrounding air, but Tang San is faintly aware that what seems to be different.

At this time, other people have also noticed the changes in Tang San. Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong saw his naked body rushing and shyly turning around and dare not look again. Although the little dance is equally shy, the safety of Tang San is more important to her, and she endures the shame of her heart and still looks at Tang San seriously.

Two yellow and one purple, three soul rings surround the body of Tang San, and the purple soul ring looks very obvious, and the purple is translucent. The body that is set off against Tang’s three looks very obvious. All the blue and silver grasses around Tang San have disappeared quietly, and only the three three-meter-long giant spider legs behind him still exist.

"Brother -." The little dance couldn't help but whisper.

The sudden sound made Tang San surprised. This voice was too familiar to him, too eager, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, just to see the little dance looking up at himself.

Tang San’s body trembled fiercely and wanted to rush toward the little dance, but at this time his body was suspended in the air under the support of four spider legs. The spider's leg itself was also part of his body. As he moved his mind, the spider's legs naturally retracted and pulled out of the ground.

The change of the body, Tang San, was not clear to himself. The whole person immediately lost his balance and fell off the air.

"Be careful." The little dance exclaimed, and opened her arms to catch Tang San's body. Fortunately, her strength was good. Tang San was not too big to drop from the air of about two meters. This was just caught by the little dance.

The eight spider legs behind them are raised to the back at the same time. Although they look weird, they do not affect Tang’s actions.

The familiar taste was introduced into the nose, and Tang San was almost the first time to hold back the body of the little dance. "I, I am not dreaming? Little dance, really you?"

The little dance also clung to Tang San, and it was already crying.

At this time, Tang San has gradually recovered from the shackles that have just been awake. The taste of the little dance is familiar to him. Besides the temperature uploaded by the soft body of his arms, he knows that all this is true. The little dance is back, she is back.

"Hey, don't cry, come back, just come back." Gently patted the back of the little dance, Tang San could not help but tears. All the worries melted at this moment, and the feeling of seeing the little dance, like the world, made him feel trembled. Compared with the little dance, the third soul ring that I just got is nothing. In his heart, nothing is more important than the life of a small dance.

"Brother, I am not good, I am worried." The little dance whimpered.

Tang San shook his head. "Stupid, it’s not good for me. It’s that I have no ability to protect you."

"Cough." The cough on the side awakened the two people who were sad and happy.

The cough is Dai Mubai, "Small three, although I admit that your capital is very good, but you are not wearing at least a pair of pants, after all, there are other girls."

Tang San stunned a little, and looked subconsciously toward himself. Only then did he find that there was not even a piece of cloth on his body.

The little dance also woke up at this time, suddenly red-faced and shy, and quickly closed his eyes, but still left the arms of Xiaosan. Just buried his head on his chest and refused to lift it.

"This...how can I become like this? Who took my clothes off?" Tang asked in a stupid way.

Oscar got out of the side. "Nobody takes off your clothes. Who knows how they are gone?"

Tang San touched his waist, but fortunately, the twenty-four bridges are still in the moonlight night. Now, quickly push the little dance away and quickly take out a set of clothes to put on.

It was okay to wear pants, but when he wore his shirt, there was a problem. Tang San discovered the abnormality behind him. When he saw the spikes of the eight spider legs growing behind him, the whole person couldn't help but hold it.

Fat man Ma Hongjun said very tacitly: "Don't ask why we are like this, we don't know anyone. This is what happened during the process of absorbing the soul circle of the human face. Tang San, is your soul ring happening? variation?"

At least at this time, Tang San had already put on his trousers. Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also turned around and waited day and night. At this time, Tang San was finally fine, but the change on his body was so weird, and he could not help but evoke everyone. Curiosity. Even Zhao Wuji is no exception.

"Let me feel it myself." Tang San stood there and slowly closed his eyes.

In general, after the soul teacher absorbs the soul ring, he can feel what the new possession is. Just as Oscar absorbed the third soul ring, he immediately knew his third kind of sausage curse.

Tang San suffered so much in the process of absorbing the soul ring that the process of absorbing and transforming in the second half of his life was spent in a coma. At this point, God can be set to feel what this third soul ring brings to him.

Tang San’s meditation lasted for a fraction of an hour. When he opened his eyes again, the expression became a bit weird.

"How?" asked the little dance anxiously.

Tang San doubts: "There should be no problem. The soul ring will not mutate. The teacher once said that only the martial arts will mutate, and different martial arts will absorb the same soul ring and will have different effects. I absorb people. The soul ring of the face devil has acquired a skill. Everything is normal. However, the eight spider legs behind it cannot be explained."

"Oh." A scream suddenly sounded, and everyone was shocked. They thought that there was a soul beast attacking them. They immediately alerted them. When they looked at the screamers, they found no warning signs.

The screaming is Ma Hongjun, his right hand is holding his left hand tightly, the pain of his face. I saw that his left hand had turned into a purple color, and the epidermis seemed to have broken, and there was black water flowing down, and all black air continued to extend upwards along his arm.

"Not good, he was poisoned. Oscar, fast." Zhao Wuji snorted, and came to Ma Hongjun with a stagger. A palm shot directly on his shoulder, using his own thick soul to help him suppress the toxins invading the body.

"I have a small dachshund." The dry dachshund was sent to the fat man's mouth in time. Everyone is relieved.

Unfortunately, their relaxation did not last long.

The small dachshund enters the abdomen, and the detoxification effect exerts its effect for the first time. The black airflow that keeps the eye upwards along the arm suddenly stops spreading and is discharged in the opposite direction. However, this process only lasted for a short time, and the black gas had not yet retreated to the fat elbow and suddenly stopped, and then spread upward again after a while.

Oscar's face changed greatly. "No, this toxin, my little sausage, can't be solved too much. It's too fierce. Fat man, how are you poisoned?"

The big drops and the big drops of sweat continued to slip off Ma Hongjun's forehead, and apparently he was suffering a lot. Despite the help of Zao Wou-Ki, the soul of the two is not very resistant to this toxin, and the black gas is still spreading. The palm of the fat man has already begun to fester.

From the screams of the fat man to the present, it is only a matter of time. The violent toxicity of this kind of people can not help but be shocked.

The fat man bites his teeth and endures the great pain, while he reluctantly said: "I just curiously touched the spider legs behind Tang San and it became like this. Tang San, your spider legs are poisonous."

Tang San stunned, and his mind flashed in his mind, suddenly thinking of something. "Fat people don't move. Everyone is flashing, don't touch my spider's legs."