Douluo: The Tang Poison Official Match

Shen Xiu pursed his lips and smiled quietly, looking very well-behaved, "I am indeed not a twin spirit. I only have one spirit worm flute. The treatment form of the worm flute is Weiyang, and the poison meridian form is fleeting. As for the spirit ring, this is a sect. Door secret, please forgive me for not being able to tell."

"Zongmen?!" Ma Hongjun exclaimed, "How come I don't know when you have a sect, Xiaoxiu?" He looked at Tang San, only to find that Tang San had a calm smile from beginning to end. "Three Brother, you knew it a long time ago?"

Tang San nodded calmly.

Shen Xiu pointed to the wall of the bowl slenderly, "Five Immortals."

"I don't know, this Five Immortal Sect is He Zongmen?" Niu Gao asked hesitantly. There are sects that can make the first spirit ring a thousand-year-old bottom line. No matter how they think, they should be very powerful, but why have they never heard of it?

"The Five Immortals Sect is located in Miaojiang," Shen Xiu said with a cold face, "It's normal if I haven't heard of it. I can't escape from the world, and the requirements for accepting disciples are extremely strict. Now, only my master and her are in the church. Love, and me."

It's so harsh! This sect is really capricious!

"I don't know, where is Miaojiang?" Niu Gao and Titan looked at each other. Titan coughed and asked.

"The depths of the clouds outside the sky." Shen Xiu spit out two words indifferently, and then sighed, "Don't hide the two predecessors, since I was driven out of the Five Immortals Religion by my master, I have never been back, how do I go back? Master never taught me."

"The master's cultivation..."

Shen Xiu continued to sigh, "Master was already Pinnacle Douluo when I left, and now... I don't know."

Pinnacle Douluo!

How many pinnacle Douluo are there on the Douluo Continent? Not a double ten!

Looking at Shen Xiu again, I feel that the golden light behind him is inexplicably Jin Cancan—the backing behind the abbreviation Jin Cancan.

In this regard, Shen Xiu just still showed an unpredictable smile.

Isn't it just pretending, who won't?

Only Tang San, who knew most of his internal affairs, looked at the two highly respected seniors who Shen Xiaoxiu's understatement, his shoulders trembled with a stern smile.

The lively banquet lasted until midnight, and Tang San was forced by the Titans and Niu Gao to pour several large bowls of wine. He stepped on soft steps top-heavy, most of the weight resting on Shen Xiu, breathing and breathing the room full of mellow wine. Fragrant.

Shen Xiu pulled Tang San into the room prepared for them by the imperial clan, and threw Tang San onto the bed.

Tang San turned over, resting on the soft quilt and let out a few babbles.

Obviously the spirit power can be used to force the wine out, but Niu Gao and the Titans who drank too high refused to give up, blushing with a thick neck and yelling that the Sect Master must drink, and Tang San also let go behind, smiling cheerfully, and drinking heavily.

Looking at Tang San who was dizzy, Shen Xiu shook his head helplessly, turned and left the door.

Tang San opened his eyes after he left, the alcohol was in his abdomen, and his whole body was warm, slightly dizzy and comfortable, not wanting to get out of the alcohol, he shook his head, and closed it comfortably against the quilt. Got an eye.

Shen Xiu went all the way to the kitchen.

The kitchen was brightly lit, with the crisp sound of plates and bowls colliding, and several figures dangling on the door.

Shen Xiu knocked on the door politely. The low conversation in the room was silent. Someone came to open the door. It was an aunt in a blue floral cloth. She was surprised to see the delicate and beautiful young man in front of him, "Excuse me. ,you are……"

"Hello, madam," Shen Xiu smiled and said politely, "I want to use the kitchen, um, and some of your materials, don't you know if it's okay?"

When Tang San was about to fall asleep in a daze, the door clicked and opened. He subconsciously watched his nerves and opened his eyes slightly, seeing that he was holding a food container while relaxing while meditation, and asked lazily. "Minor repair? What is that?"

Shen Xiu put the food box on the table, opened the food box, and placed a bowl of sober soup on the first floor. He sat down by the bed with the hangover soup, pushed Tang San, and said helplessly, "Knowing that you don't want to get rid of the alcohol, but somehow drink a bowl of hangover soup.

In his memory, he rented the house to the kind couple who took his mother alone. Every time a man drank too much alcohol, the woman would always cook a bowl of sober soup to relieve the man's discomfort at the right temperature.

He remembered that his mother once watched a woman feed a man sober soup, and said to him with a smile.

In the future, it is really a happy thing to be able to warm a bowl of sober soup for you.

At that time, he was ignorant and could not understand the complex eyes of his mother. Now that I want to come, I am afraid that I will miss and envy it.

Even if he knew that Tang San was a soul master, even if he knew that he could force the alcohol out, he just wanted to cook him a bowl of sober soup.

As stubborn as my mother.

Shen Xiu lowered his head and smiled silently.

Looking at him, Tang San raised his body slightly and drank the bowl of sobering soup with Shen Xiu's hand. The soup is slightly hot and comfortable, not knowing if it is a psychological effect, Tang San always feels that the burning sensation in his stomach feels much better after this bowl of sober soup.

Feeding Tang San after drinking the hangover soup, Shen Xiu wiped the moistness from the corners of his mouth, and asked in a gentle voice, "I also cooked custard. You didn't eat much during dinner. Would you like to have some?"

Tang San had just started talking about Tang Sect with the two seniors, and then he was persuaded to drink, but he really didn't eat anything.

He touched his stomach and nodded.

Shen Xiu removed the first layer of the food box, and placed a bowl of golden egg custard on the second layer. Blowing the heat, Shen Xiu picked up the spoon on the side and sat back on the bed.

The custard was tender and golden, and it swayed tremblingly after shaking it. There were a few green onions on it, which looked delicious.

Scooping up a spoon to Tang San's mouth, Tang San opened his mouth and held it in. The custard is smooth and tender, and the tongue spreads out in the mouth as soon as the tongue is pressed, and the taste is delicious.

As soon as the two of them fed and ate, the custard was quickly resolved in half. Tang San ate the last bite and said, "You can eat it yourself, you didn't eat much. The food of the Imperial Clan is too greasy and not suitable for you. Taste."

Shen Xiu smiled, "Okay."

He settled the remaining custard and put the two empty bowls back into the food box.

He wiped Tang San's face and hands with a warm towel, and washed himself, Tang San lifted the quilt, Shen Xiu got in, sighed in the warm quilt, smiled and hugged Tang San's waist. A kiss fell on Tang San's face, "Good night."

Tang San smiled and kissed him as well, and said softly and softly, "Good night."

When the breathing of the people around him gradually stabilized, Tang Sanfu opened his eyes again. He touched the tip of Shen Xiu's nose affectionately, and his blue eyes were a little deep.

"Don't wrong yourself..."

"do not be afraid……"

The low voice belonging to Tang San was extremely magnetic in the quiet night, and a distressed sigh escaped in the air, stirring up circles of dust.