[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

★Meng·Zuojing·Scumbag·Jiang

★if line, Shrek's Seven Monsters Wu Mengjiang, first encounter in the God Realm

★There is blackening (sand carving version), dog blood

★The author has normal views, and scumbag behavior is not advisable or recommended. In reality, if you encounter scumbag men and scumbag women, please kick them out directly. If you encounter crazy people, please call the police. This article is just for laughs. Please be mentally prepared before reading the article and consciously avoid lightning. I have already protected myself from lightning. I have a bad temper. If you quarrel with me, I will quarrel with you, so I don’t want the author and characters of Ginseng Rooster, because all the scum are set in this article (strong desire to survive)

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Banquet of the Gods.

The banquet was casual, and the gods sat according to their own preferences, gathering together in twos and threes, with food and drinks on the table in front of them, talking loudly, or enjoying singing and dancing.

In addition to groups such as the Shrek Seven Monsters, and others like the God of Emotions who have many family members, the others are the most lively group of Rakshasa Gods.

Men and women sat around Meng Jiang, each holding a wine glass, as if they were playing some game, and the loser drank a glass of wine. The game seemed to depend on luck, and Meng Jiang almost always lost, and occasionally it was someone else, so she drank one cup after another until her face turned red, leaning on her wonton arm, eating each other's slices with her mouth open. Nice to feed the lychees.

The little rabbit also went over to play a round of games, and was lucky enough to come out on top. He personally fed Meng Jiang, who came in last, a glass of wine.

Tang San saw Meng Jiang lying in Xiao Wu's arms in a daze after drinking, holding her neck and praising her beauty with a smile, which made the little rabbit blush with shame, and hurriedly handed Meng Jiang to Huan Yun. Swallowed, covered his face and ran back.

He was suddenly jealous of Xiao Wu. He didn't even touch the hem of the other person's skirt, but Xiao Wu had already been embraced and intimated.

...I was afraid that I was drunk and had such ridiculous thoughts. Rubbing his temples, Tang San put down his wine glass. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Meng Jiang bidding farewell to everyone and leaving alone. Somehow, by some strange coincidence, he also got up and followed him.

"Mistress, where are you going?" Dai Mubai asked with pointed eyes.

"I'm a little drunk and want to go back first." He waved his hand and followed Meng Jiang from a distance.

Dai Mubai looked at Tang San's calm face and didn't believe it at all. Just when he opened his mouth to say something, Zhu Zhuqing covered his mouth, "Third brother, go ahead." She blinked, "Come on."

After Tang San walked away, Dai Mubai regained the freedom to speak, "Zhuqing, why are you covering my mouth?"

"Third brother has gone to find the Rakshasa God." She said calmly, "Please don't interfere."

……

Meng Jiang was walking in front, his steps a little messy, but not stumbling at all. She had a pair of hazy drunken eyes, knowing that she had drunk a little too much, and her cheeks were flushed with a heat that was hard to ignore, which made her feel a little restless, so she quickened her pace to go back and take a bath to cool down.

Tang San saw that Meng Jiang was about to fall down when he stepped on the too long skirt. His body reacted before his brain, and he ducked to catch Meng Jiang as soon as his feet moved.

The drunken dragon girl fell into the arms of Poseidon, raised her head in confusion, and crashed into a dark ocean.

She suddenly laughed: "Zongzhi is a handsome and handsome young man. He raised his glass and looked at the blue sky, which is as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind."

This is Du Fu's "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking".

It's the same routine as with Xiao Wu. When he sees a beauty, he will first compliment her on how good-looking she is.

With the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, Tang San's handsome face turned red, and then his eyes widened in surprise, "You——"

This poem could never come from Douluo Continent.

Meng Jiang interrupted him, and Yi Qi ordered, "I'm dizzy, please carry me back."

"...Do you know who I am?" Tang San pursed his lips. Would she let anyone come to carry her back?

Hearing this, Meng Jiang grabbed his collar and stood up on tiptoes. She stared at him carefully for a while with misty eyes, then threw herself into his arms with a smile, "I know, it's a piece of wood~"

What answer is this? Poseidon was not satisfied and subconsciously tightened his arms around Dragon Girl's waist.

Seeing that he didn't move, Meng Jiang became unhappy and said, "Mumu, are you playing with the one-two-three wooden man? Why don't you take me back quickly?"

It's extremely willful.

But her thinking is quite clear and logical.

Tang San couldn't resist Meng Jiang, so he picked her up and said, "Be good, and I'll take you back to Taiyi Palace."

"No." Meng Jiang started to act arrogant again, "I want to go to your house."

Tang San paused: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know." She hugged his neck lovingly, and Meng Jiang's tone suddenly dropped, "Taiyi Shrine is so big, I'm the only one." Then she spoke softly, "You can accompany me when I go to your house. Me, I’m really an ordinary little genius~”

The dragon girl leaned her little head on his shoulder, looking quite attached to him. The breath she exhaled seemed to bewitching Tang San to bring Meng Jiang back to his Poseidon Temple.

Look, what a great opportunity. The person you like comes to your door drunk. Why doesn't he just go along with it?

Reason and desire were pulling at each other, but Meng Jiang wanted to add fuel to the fire, "What a piece of wood, don't you like me? Why don't you take me home?"

The balance finally tipped to the side of desire, and with a thought, Tang San returned to Poseidon Temple and pressed him down on the soft bed in the dormitory.

He issued an ultimatum: "You can still regret it now."

Meng Jiang pouted: "Taiyi Shrine is cold, don't try to drive me away." Then he turned to a pitiful gesture, "You can't be so cruel."

She didn't seem to realize what kind of dangerous situation she was in, or she knew it but didn't care at all. She just wanted to find someone to accompany her, no matter who that person was.

Tang San understood in his heart, but he allowed himself to take advantage of others' danger, "Sorry." He lowered his head and touched Meng Jiang's lips, tasting the remaining mellow taste of the wine.

"If you are afraid of the cold, it will heat up soon."

That is the passion that melts people.

The true way is: The eyebrows are often shy and the red lips are warmer and more harmonious. The air is clear and fragrant, the skin is moist and the skin is plump. I am unable to move my wrist carelessly, but I love to bow my head. There were beads of sweat, and the hair was messy and green. Fang Xi celebrates the Millennium Meeting, but I heard that he was poor for five nights. The lingering time is limited, and the lingering love is hard to end.

The next day, Meng Jiang woke up with a headache. His body was dry, but he was tired, sore and covered in love marks.

She quietly stood up and got out of Tang San's arms. When she got out of bed, her legs almost gave out and she fell to the ground. Finally, she stood firm, put on her clothes and ran away.

The memory of being drunk yesterday came back, and Meng Jiang regretted it endlessly. But he wanted to find a beautiful woman to accompany him, so why did he send himself out?

What a mistake! What a mistake! What a mistake!

But thinking about it differently, after this experience, maybe she can go one step further with her younger brother and younger sister when hooking up with them?

Meng Jiang, who did not change her scumbag nature, quickly adjusted her mentality and prepared to swim more thoroughly in this vast ocean.

Tang San opened his eyes after Meng Jiang left, his eyes fell on the faint red on the sheets, and he pursed his thin lips tightly.

He really didn't expect that he would be Meng Jiang's first guest.

But no matter what, whether he is the first or not, he will make himself the last.

So Meng Jiang discovered that when she was hooking up with her little brother, Poseidon was as elusive as a ghost behind him. When she was hooking up with her little sister, Poseidon deceived him away with a few words on his handsome face.

Meng Jiang:...Gan!

She grabbed Tang San's collar fiercely: "Don't think that because you are the God King of Judgment, I won't dare to beat you!"

"Ajaan." Poseidon lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead, "Want to eat dried fish? As an apology."

Meng Jiang looked at him suspiciously and nodded hesitantly - after all, food is the most important thing for the people, so why should we struggle with food?

...Then she ate the dried fish and brought it to Tang San's bed.

"This is a trap!" Meng Jiang came out of Poseidon Temple angrily and slammed the door with his backhand, making a loud noise, "I won't be fooled by you again!"

She decided to go find the beauty of her heart immediately.

Then she saw a little puppy with black hair and black eyes.

The little puppy had a handsome face with a high ponytail and clean and penetrating eyes. He would smile softly at her, be obedient and well-behaved, and look at her with eager and obsessive eyes. Although the other person is a bit introverted and easily shy, teasing him gives Meng Jiang a sense of accomplishment. She especially likes to see his cute expression when his cheeks are red and he can't help but look at her.

Meng Jiang was very satisfied with the little puppy.

Everything went smoothly after that. She vaguely felt something was wrong. Poseidon didn't come out to stop it this time, but she didn't think much about it.

As a result, after a night of spring breeze——

"Fuck!" Meng Jiang ignored his sore waist and flipped the table angrily, "Tang San, why is it you again?!"

"Ajan." Poseidon, who had returned to blue hair and blue eyes, gave a gentle smile, "Don't you like it very much? Why are you angry again."

"You don't like my current appearance. I can always maintain the appearance of my previous life. It's all me anyway, isn't it? It won't take much effort." He breathed into Meng Jiang's ear, "What do you like? , I can be whatever I want, as long as it’s me.”

Meng Jiang suddenly felt the boundless coldness rising from the depths of his bones.

——As long as it’s me, it can only be me.

She understood his subtext.

The white teeth bite the trembling red lips, the dragon girl is loved by heaven and earth, and the Rakshasa god is in charge of evil thoughts. Meng Jiang slowly raised his hand to hug Tang San back, and a dark light flashed in his hand behind his back.

"--seal up."

Silver chains suddenly appeared out of thin air, locking Meng Jiang's wrists and ankles. The extremely thin chains snaked around her body, not restricting her movements, but sealing all her divine power.

At the end of the chain was the Poseidon Trident brand carved on Meng Jiang's tail.

Bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of Tang San's mouth, and the silver hairpin turned into black light on Meng Jiang's hand penetrated his heart. Fortunately, his seal was timely, and Shen Zhuan would not be killed so easily.

Although this was also a very serious injury to him.

"Ajaan, you can't get rid of me." He coughed lightly, pulled out the silver hairpin and threw it on the ground, wiping the blood from the corners of his lips. "And you don't have the ability to kill me now."

"I know." The Rakshasa God leaned lazily on the bedside, but he didn't have the slightest panic at the beginning, "But you can't seal me for a lifetime, and once I regain my power, the first thing I will do is kill you."

"So before that, keep working hard, Poseidon Tang San."

"Try... to make me like you."