[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

After feeding Tang San a recovery sausage made by Oscar, Tang San's overdraft of soul power eased somewhat, but compared to soul power, the overdraft of mental power was more painful.

It seemed that Meng Jiang was just holding Tang San's arm, but in fact the other party leaned almost all his weight on her, holding her wrist tightly, leaving only part of his strength to support the Poseidon Trident, otherwise Meng Jiang would never be able to hold him up. .

She had been transporting soul power to Tang San, and then she thought of how the other party had sorted out her mental power before, so she tentatively released her own mental power, enveloped Tang San, and soothed his mental pain in an extremely gentle way.

"Hmm..." Tang San grunted, put down the Poseidon Trident, let Meng Jiang help him onto the couch, and fell asleep immediately.

Meng Jiang sighed softly and wanted to take off Tang San's coat, but found that he held her wrist very tightly. If she tried to break away, Tang San frowned. She could still feel it in such a deep sleep. She could not sleep well due to her movements.

"What do you want me to do..." She leaned down and whispered in Tang San's ear, "Tang Xiaosan, please be kind and let me go. Let me help you take off your coat."

Meng Jiang chattered in Tang San's ears for a long time, and then Tang San relaxed his hold on her hand for a moment. She quickly broke away with quick eyesight and hands, but Tang San in his sleep caught an empty space and frowned again.

"He is really sent by God to torture me." Meng Jiang was so helpless that he finally took off his shoes and coat for Tang San, but he was hugged around the waist if he didn't notice.

This time, it was even harder for her to break free.

Tang San once saw Meng Jiang being killed by Bibi Dong in front of his eyes. The heart-wrenching despair penetrated deep into his bones and soul. Because of Meng Jiang's fragile mental state, he usually hid this uneasiness very well, while sleeping. During this time, uneasiness emerged. As long as Meng Jiang stayed away even a little bit, or even showed a slight sign of leaving, he couldn't accept it and wanted to lock her tightly beside him.

Meng Jiang originally wanted to take advantage of this time to deal with some matters, but was stopped by Tang San and couldn't stay away at all. Tang San, who was in a coma, didn't know how to control his strength. He only knew how to trap people in his territory, like a dragon guarding treasures. His previous wrist had already been scratched by a circle of purple finger marks, which were very frightening on Hao's wrist. people.

Helpless, she simply kicked off her shoes and got into Tang San's arms, pulled up the quilt, closed her eyes, and fell asleep too.

After waking up relatively peacefully, Tang San was still asleep. Meng Jiang gave him a general check-up and found that his body had recovered a lot. The speed of recovery amazed Meng Jiang.

She was now completely trapped in Tang San's arms, held by a pair of arms and pressed down by two long legs. Meng Jiang stared at the roof of the tent with dead eyes, numbly acting as Tang San's human pillow.

She felt that she couldn't even think of leaving until Tang San woke up.

On the way, Little Rabbit, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing came to see them. Meng Jiang stretched out a trembling arm and said, "Save me." In the end, the three of them just laughed and pushed each other and ran out. Before leaving, He even gave her a cheering gesture.

Meng Jiang: I’m so angry. It’s a bunch of stinky girls who refuse to save themselves.

Three days later, Tang San woke up.

Just when he opened his eyes, he heard Meng Jiang's familiar and sad voice, "Hey, I'm finally willing to wake up. Can you let go of me?"

Tang San subconsciously hugged him tighter, lowering his head to ask for a kiss, but Meng Jiang tilted his head to avoid it, "Have you brushed your teeth?"

He pursed his lips and settled for the next best thing, kissing the red eight-pointed star mark on the girl's smooth forehead, "I'll go right away."

After washing up, Tang San pulled Meng Jiang to sit down and took out a box from the Twenty-Four Bridge in the bright moonlit night, "A Jiang, this is for you."

Meng Jiang opened the box: "Are these hidden weapons...?"

"These are the legacy of Senior Lou Gao. They are the three most unique hidden weapons of the Tang Sect: the Peacock Feather, the Buddha's Angry Tang Lotus, and the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom."

"Is it a legacy..." Meng Jiang held out a metal lotus filled with dark red light. The Buddha's Furious Tang Lotus lay in the palm of her hand, like a lotus bud waiting to bloom. When it blooms, it will harvest the lives of the enemy. time.

Tang San wrapped her hand together with the Buddha's Angry Tang Lotus in his palm: "These hidden weapons will be given to you, Ajiang, for safekeeping."

"Okay." Meng Jiang nodded solemnly, "I will take good care of them and use them at the most appropriate time."

The two came to the master's tent to discuss strategy. Seven days later, they attacked the city again.

On the 100-meter-high city wall of Jialing Pass, Hu Liena, who succeeded Bibi Dong as the temporary commander, looked at Tiandou's military camp opposite, her beautiful eyes flashing with strong emotions.

She was looking for someone, looking for Tang San.

Hu Liena had already learned the news about Meng Jiang's death from Bibi Dong, and her love for Tang San couldn't help but jump. She thought that there was no one around Tang San, did she have a chance...

Then Hu Liena denied herself again, shook her head and smiled bitterly. how can that be possible? Tang San's lover was killed by Bibi Dong. He must have hated the Wuhun Empire and wanted revenge. She and Tang San were destined to be enemies, and there was no way they would have the slightest chance.

And even if they were not on opposite sides, the living could never compete with the dead. She felt shameful for taking advantage of the situation.

The battle started again.

After learning that the commander on the other side was Hu Liena, Meng Jiang covered himself tightly when he participated in the battle again. The other party has seen her martial spirit and the holy fire, but the only thing Hu Liena doesn't know about her is her evil thoughts. Because the clothes of Penglai and Mingjiao were too unique, in order to prevent the other party from recognizing her, she directly found a Tang San's robe, modified it and gathered it around her body. Her hair was tied up to look like a man, and she also wore a hood.

The suspension bridge passing through the moat was cut off by the Wuhun Empire, but if they wanted to rely on the river water to stop Tiandou from attacking the city, they made the wrong idea.

As the heir to the Poseidon, Tang San had unparalleled control over water. Even without him, Meng Jiang could assimilate the river water into weak water and help Tiandou's army cross the river.

Meng Jiang looked up and saw more than a dozen Heaven Dou warriors rushing towards the city wall. She and Poison Douluo were good at group attacks and stayed below to attack the Spirit Master Legion of the Spirit Empire.

She wasn't worried about Tang San. On this continent, apart from herself and Tang San himself, the only one who could hurt Tang San was the demigod Tang Chen. With the protection of the soul bone, even if Tang San couldn't win, at least his life was unlikely to be in danger.

The four city gates of Jialing Pass were broken, and the battle had entered a fever pitch. Under this situation, the Tang Army began to shoot the first round of crossbow arrows. One hundred and sixty thousand crossbows and arrows burst out at the same time, and their power can only be described as terrifying. The Spirit Empire soldiers guarding the city gate and a group of spirit masters nearby were like wheat, being harvested one after another. Fall down.

The Tang Army's second round of crossbows and arrows were being loaded, and at this time, the Angel Legion of the Wuhun Empire was dispatched. These nearly eighty Soul Saint-level soul masters are all the elites of the Wuhun Empire. If they defeat the Tang family's army, the situation in which the Tiandou Empire has the upper hand on the battlefield will be instantly reversed.

Once again using his evil thoughts to devour a group of Spirit Empire soldiers, Meng Jiang used his strength to jump on the damaged city wall. He leaped into the air with a small light skill. He touched the pear velvet silk bag around his waist and waved a piece of it. red light.

——Buddha's Angry Tanglian.

The metal lotus petals were filled with a light layer of blood-red red light, spreading in the air like petals dropped by a goddess flying into the sky. Although this is a mechanical hidden weapon, Meng Jiang also has some limited experience in using hidden weapons. Although it is far inferior to Tang San, he can at least ensure that every petal is on target.

The lotus petals broke through the Soul Saint-level soul master's martial spirit avatar and penetrated the flesh and blood. With Tang San's sonorous word "explosion", the strange red flower in the center of the Buddha's Angry Tang Lotus instantly exploded, splashing large areas in the air. The blood mist fell like a mighty rain of blood, intertwined with the crisp sound of gold and jade colliding, and a golden-red tornado spread quietly, sweeping away seventy-six flying soul saints from the Angel Legion. Immediately afterwards, blood spurted out from their bodies, and they fell to the ground with a dull sound.

The power of Buddha's Wrath Tanglian actually caused the death of seventy-six soul saints who had opened their true martial soul bodies.

Just when the situation in the Wuhun Empire seemed to be over, six long roars suddenly sounded from behind Jialing Pass - these six people turned out to be enshrined from the Elder Hall of the Wuhun Empire.

Seeing that the Tiandou Empire had already entered Jialing Pass, I didn't expect that they would arrive at such a critical moment.

Meng Jiang had a premonition that they might not be able to break through Jialing Pass this time.

When a soul master reaches a certain level of power, he can play a decisive role on the battlefield, not to mention those who can be enshrined must be super strong men above level ninety-five.

At this time, on the city wall, Tang San had completely suppressed Bibi Dong. Meng Jiang could see clearly that just when he was about to kill Bibi Dong, a figure suddenly rushed from the side and stood in front of Bibi Dong - it turned out to be Hu Liena.

Meng Jiang's breathing suddenly became rapid. She didn't care whether Hu Liena wanted to die for Bibi Dong or not. She only hoped that Tang San would take action faster and faster. Even if Bibi Dong's death now would be detrimental to Meng Jiang's plan, even if she was not the one who killed Bibi Dong, it is always exciting to witness the death of an enemy with one's own eyes.

Facing Hu Liena, even though Tang San had admired her before, he did not soften his heart. To him, everyone in the Wuhun Empire was just an enemy. On the battlefield, he had no compassion for his enemies.

But after all, it was the group of worshippers who were one step faster.

Tang San's attack was blocked.

One of the priests led Bibi Dong in a hurry to retreat. The two old men who seemed to be brothers besieged Tang San, while the other three headed towards the battlefield under Jialing Pass.

The master decisively gave the order to retreat, but the young emperor was unwilling to give up the good situation in front of him easily, and the war drums of charge sounded outside Jialing Pass.

"Stupid -" Meng Jiang cursed secretly, wishing to open Xue Beng's head to see if it was full of water. He didn't understand at all how terrifying the soul masters who had reached that level were. Even if the Tiandou army had millions of soldiers, they were just serving food in front of them.

And when the ninety-eighth-level priest who sent Bibi Dong and Hu Liena down the city came back, Tang San's response was even more stretched. If this continues, even if Tang San will not be injured temporarily by their attacks, resisting will still consume his soul power. The moment his soul power is exhausted, Tang San will die.

At this critical moment, a ball of black light like a black sun met Golden Crocodile Douluo's attack with unparalleled momentum.

"Who dares to hurt my son!"

With the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one martial spirit in the world, lying beside him, Tang Hao resolved Tang San's crisis like a divine weapon descending from the sky.

At the same time, the sky was full of red clouds, and the burning clouds turned the entire sky into red. A familiar voice sounded from the horizon. Two sword lights that seemed to be able to split the space were cut down, and one was like the sun shining in the world. , a ray of light blooms like the moon in the sky.

The incoming man stood between the three Spirit Empire ministers and the Tiandou army. Meng Jiang opened his eyes wide and saw the figure of the red-robed Huo Huan standing in the wind. His blue-gold eyes were full of wind and spirit, and his thin lips were lightly parted. :

"The holy fire is shining——"