Douluo: Tang San took me to the Wuhun Palace

As time passed bit by bit, Tang Qi and his party gradually became more comfortable.

After making sure that these things wouldn't bother many people, Wang Shi waved his hand casually, forcing a group of silver thorns out of his designated training area.

"Yan, you can't do this."

"Look, among the seven of you, you are the only one who was stung by the silver thorn."

As he spoke, Wang Shi glanced at his swollen arm.

That half-smile expression made Yan very annoyed.

Hu Liena grabbed Yan to prevent him from saying anything out of his mind and causing Wang Shi to play tricks on him again.

Although, I don't know if it's still useful now.

Thinking of this, Hu Liena looked dumbfounded and let go of Yan's hand. Forget it, nothing will happen anyway, as long as you have a long memory.

"Okay, you guys rest for a while."

After speaking, Wang Shi closed his eyes and ignored the children.

Soon, Ayi and the others are coming back, and it will become more lively soon.

Tang San was curious about the state of Yan's injury, grabbed his hand and observed carefully, "Let me see?"

"Look, look, this ghost thing really hurts when it stings."

"Hiss~ Xiaosan! You should take it easy!"

Tang San glanced at him in disgust, then looked at a needle that had only been pierced shallowly.

Following his gaze, Yan shut his mouth in embarrassment and stopped speaking.

Noticing Hu Liena's gaze, Yan straightened his back, "Hurry up, little San, I was just careless just now."

Smiles flashed in everyone's eyes, and they tacitly saved some face for the stubborn Yan.

Tang San withdrew the silver needle, took Yan's pulse again, and quickly took out medicine bottles of various shapes from the soul guide and began to fiddle with them.

Yan nimbly leaned over, squatted beside him and watched him dispense the medicine.

Tang Qi also leaned over to take a look, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes, and she looked at Yan with some sympathy.

I don't know how bitter this bitter lotus is.

As soon as the preparation was completed, a stream of light flashed in Tang San's lowered eyes, and while Yan was not paying attention, he stuffed the pill into his mouth and covered his mouth.

Yan stared wide-eyed, looking at Tang San in disbelief.

With the secretion of saliva, the bitter taste spread in the mouth, and finally had to swallow the pill in his mouth quickly.

"Little San! You did it on purpose!"

Tang San withdrew his hand, casually took out a handkerchief and wiped it, "Yan, I'm doing this for your own good."

"By the way, I will lower the fire for you, it's okay, don't be so irritable."

Yan turned his head once in a while, and ground his molars, knowing that Wang Shi had played a prank on him, so he kept his mouth shut.

He really held his grudges as always.

Tang Qi held back a smile and handed over a piece of candy, "Brother Yan, it won't be so bitter after eating."

Jiang Qianjing patted the back next to her, lest she choke on herself laughing.

Yan angrily took it and stuffed it into his mouth. Didn't he just talk a little too fast, so why bother?
Besides, I never did this when I went to the Soul Arena alone.

Several people looked at him with funny expressions, knowing that he would not mess around outside.

However, in front of Wang Shi, at least he should restrain himself a little.

This somersault is repeated again and again, and it is simply getting more and more courageous.

After going on like this for several days, the group changed to a new venue.

The morning light sprinkled on the water, and the ripples became shimmering with the churning of the swimming fish.

"A Shi!"

A familiar deep voice came to everyone's ears.