[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

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"Kid, please help me." Meng Jiang kept moving his hands, looking like he was still preparing lunch. "Remotely monitor Tang San's status. If there is any sign of something wrong, notify me immediately."

"Okay, Miss Meng Jiang." Ghost Network Three responded.

The iron pot was "gurgling" with boiling bubbles under the heat of the flame, and the aroma of meat gradually filled the air. Meng Jiang added a little more seasoning to it, lowered the heat and simmered for a while until the thick broth was ready.

"It's time to eat." She poured out bowls of broth, thinking that Tang San was absorbing the soul ring and couldn't eat, and she couldn't help but feel a little pity. It's so pitiful that you have to go hungry to attack the ten thousand year soul ring.

Holding bowls, everyone gathered around the campfire. I don’t know what Flanders said to the master, which made the master change his mind and accept Liu Erlong, but seeing the originally violent Liu Erlong clinging to the master like a little woman, Meng Jiang couldn’t help but sigh about the power of love. .

But it doesn't matter, she doesn't need to be bitter, because soon she will also have a relationship.

Perhaps it was because his long-cherished wish finally came true, Liu Erlong's whole person became much softer. She felt sorry for Xiao Wu's life experience and proposed to adopt her as her goddaughter.

Little Rabbit lost his mother when he was very young. He has always envied others for their mother's love, so there was no reason not to agree at this time.

This made Meng Jiang couldn't help but think of his adoptive mother.

She originally had no biological mother, because her body was created to accommodate her consciousness. But when she came to Douluo Continent, by chance, she turned into a baby again and lost her memory, and was picked up by her adoptive mother, who took her home and raised her carefully.

The adoptive mother has no children of her own, so she treats her as her own, but her scumbag adoptive father thinks that the adoptive mother has picked up a loser. The family is obviously too poor to open the pot, but she is the one to talk to. It was only after her adoptive mother repeatedly begged that she was kept.

But according to what she heard from people in the Holy Soul Village, her family used to be able to provide enough food and clothing, but it was her adoptive father who became addicted to gambling and alcohol that led to his decline. Until now, he has been supported by his adoptive mother alone.

Nearly ten years had passed, and her impression of her adoptive mother had been greatly diluted when she regained her memory. It was even more blurry at this time, but Meng Jiang could still remember the warmth of her adoptive mother.

It's just that... although her adoptive mother was a gentle person, she was also a coward who did not dare to resist the atrocities inflicted on her. She was devoted to that scum even until her death.

The adoptive mother once said that the adoptive father turned out to be a very good person and asked her not to hate him. But Meng Jiang finally killed the scumbag to avenge his adoptive mother.

——Using the silver hairpin that my adoptive father gave to my adoptive mother as a wedding gift.

Chewing the soft pieces of meat in his mouth, Meng Jiang rarely felt a little sad. However, she has never been a sadistic person, so after eating a bowl of broth, her mood has calmed down as before.

After the meal, everyone sat in different places. Liu Erlong fell asleep in the master's arms; Flanders, Zhao Wuji and Qin Ming sat together and chatted; Dai Mubai sat almost next to Zhu Zhuqing, and Zhu Zhuqing showed no objection; Ning Rongrong also took the initiative Leaning on Oscar's shoulder and talking to him; Xiao Wu lay next to Meng Jiang and took a nap, while Meng Jiang practiced cross-legged, and Ma Hongjun did the same.

Although it was impossible to reach level 50 before the competition started, if they could arrive earlier, they would have a better chance of winning the championship, so Meng Jiang practiced very diligently.

And there is another important reason... Tang San is not here, and he is surrounded by the sour smell of couples or would-be couples, and the few single dogs not only have no feeling about it, but are actually happy for them, which makes it even more perfect. I have an ambiguous partner but I am very miserable when the ambiguous partner is not around.

Meng Jiang: I kicked over the bowl of dog food in front of me.

In practice, time always passes quickly, but at night, they always have to eat. Meng Jiang stirred the soup, feeling that the soup was cooked a little slowly this time.

Until late at night, nearly five hours had passed.

Although there has been no movement in the Ghost Network Three system, it means that Tang San has not encountered any danger, but usually half an hour is enough to absorb the spirit ring, and Tang San's time there this time was really too long.

Even several teachers had obvious worries in their eyes.

Meng Jiang thought for a while, activated his martial spirit and released the sea eagle, "Lingge, how about... you go and have a look."

Lingge was born with Meng Jiang's martial soul. If Meng Jiang didn't die, Lingge would have no problems, so if he entered the Ice and Fire Eye, he wouldn't be harmed by the aura in it. The only disadvantage is that providing power to Ling Ge remotely consumes a lot of Meng Jiang's soul power.

The sea eagle gave a low cry, took the dried fish in Meng Jiang's hand and ate it, then grabbed another package of dried fish with its claws, spread its wings and flew towards the direction of the Ice and Fire Eyes.

The dried fish was prepared for Tang San. It was a pity that he didn't eat two meals in a row. But when Tang San climbed out of the spring of Ice and Fire Eyes, he saw the familiar snow-white sea eagle on the rocks on the shore. Pick up small dried fish one by one and eat them.

At this time, there was only a little bit left in the full bag of dried fish.

"Lingge?" Tang San put on the clothes left on the bank, "Did Ajiang ask you to come?"

The sea eagle raised his head when he heard his name, glanced at Tang San with his sharp golden eyes, and used his claws to push the dried fish in his direction as if out of mercy.

"For me?" Tang San smiled and was about to reach out to pick it up, but he almost got a peck from Ling Ge.

"Chirp chirp" chirped twice, and Tang San actually heard a very human dissatisfaction in Ling Ge's cry. After thinking for a moment, he tried to change his words, "Brother Diao?"

This time, Tang San successfully obtained the dried fish.

Tang San:……

how to say? Just... I feel very complicated.

Should it be said that it is worthy of his Ajaan's sea eagle? They all have the same personality.

Simply padding his stomach with a few dried small fish, Tang San prepared to go back, but Ling Ge took the lead in spreading his wings and flying away, a cry that cut through the sky notified the Shrek people in the distant woods.

When he came to the mountainside of Binghuo Liangyiyan, Tang San heard a soft voice, "Hey, are you hungry?"

The girl clad in moonlight stood in the forest and smiled softly at him. Tang San felt an extremely soft emotion occupying his whole heart, making him unable to help but quickly step forward and hug that figure into his arms. .

"Ajaan..." he called softly.

"What are you doing?" Meng Jiang reached out to push him, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Tang San couldn't help but chuckle, and the vibration in his chest made Meng Jiang feel itchy, "Of course I'm hungry. Those few dried fish are not enough to stuff between my teeth."

"What are just those few?" Meng Jiang was confused, "I asked Lingge to bring you a whole package..." Before she finished her words, she understood and was speechless and choked, "...Okay, I guess it's Lingge. Song ate all your little dried fish.”

So Tang San was robbed of food by the sea eagle.

There is a saying that is very suitable to describe this situation, that is, a meat bun beats a dog - there is no return. It's just that Lingge is the King of the Sky with the blood of the divine eagle, and he also remembers that Meng Jiang gave these dried fish to Tang San, so he reluctantly kept a few of them.

"That's right." Tang San straightened his expression, "That's why Ajaan wants to compensate me."

"Oh? How to compensate?" Meng Jiang narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, "Tang Xiaosan, don't go too far~"

She grabbed Tang San's still damp hair and began to threaten her, especially looking for the strand of purple hair. Tang San always felt that Meng Jiang didn't like the strand of hair of a different color.

But before Tang San could explain how he was going to make amends, Meng Jiang's attention was diverted.

"Wait, have you grown taller again? Really?" Meng Jiang raised his arms, feeling that it was more strenuous than before. She simply moved closer to Tang San, and made two gestures with her hands on top of her head. After careful observation, she wailed, "Sure enough... you are taller again!"

Originally Tang San was close to 1.8 meters tall, but now after absorbing the ten-thousand-year spirit ring, he has completely exceeded 1.8 meters, while Meng Jiang is still struggling to reach 1.7 meters.

"Ugh——" Meng Jiang ran into Tang San's arms, "Tang Xiaosan, you are so annoying!"

Tang San felt like he had been shot even while lying down. A Jiang was so annoying that it was completely unreasonable. His physical development and growth were beyond his control.

But people still need to be coaxed, and maybe this can be considered a throw-in? Tang Xiaosan, who was hugging his sweetheart, felt a little happy despite his grievance.

It was also Meng Jiang's fault that she was not a native shell, so her growth rate was always a bit slower than the other seven Shrek people. It was like... slow growth and stunted growth.

Meng Jiang is now the shortest among the eight Shrek people. Even Ning Rongrong, who is several months younger than her, is two centimeters taller than her. (Although Zhu Zhuqing is the youngest, she is a fighting soul master, so she is still taller. Better than Ning Rongrong).

"I feel like a short winter melon..." Meng Jiang pushed herself into Tang San's arms, not wanting to face this cruel fact.

With a smile on his face, Tang San felt that when he was with Meng Jiang, he would always feel a little happier. Sometimes Ajaan is just too funny.

But he must not say this.

And although Meng Jiang is the shortest now, from the perspective of previous lives, Meng Jiang's height is actually very normal, but in Douluo Continent, Meng Jiang's height is a bit... ahem! But holding such a small Ajaan in my arms is really satisfying.

"How could it be possible? Ajaan is obviously small and exquisite, and even when fighting, he is a bit more agile than others. And..." He lifted Meng Jiangtuo up with his hands and sat on his arm, "Ajaang, wouldn't you be better than others?" Am I cumming?"

"Yeah!" Xiaoxiao exclaimed, and Meng Jiang immediately began to enjoy the view from above, feeling that even the air was fresher than the air below, "Not bad, not bad."

She nodded with a smile, then stretched out her hand to ruffle Tang San's hair, "Ha! This hairstyle is indeed much sharper~"

Tang San smiled like a fox with his messy hair: A Jiang is so easy to coax.

But Meng Jiang thought complacently: Look, if you are just a little willful, won't this make you deceive others?

She patted Tang San on the head: "Put me down. Aren't you hungry? I'll bring you something to eat."

It's not easy to bring broth, so she brought barbecued meat.

Sitting casually under a tree, Tang San took the food Meng Jiang brought and began to comfort his five internal organs.

He didn't eat quickly, and his movements seemed a bit sloppy in Meng Jiang's opinion, which reminded Meng Jiang of Tang San's unfinished words before.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I..." the young man hesitated, his eyes just staring at the barbecue in his hand, "I will become strong and I will protect you."

"Yeah." Meng Jiang just nodded, "Then come on."

...This attitude is so shocking.

Tang San's momentum suddenly weakened: "Ajiang... I mean it seriously."

"Seriously?" Meng Jiang tilted her head, as if after careful consideration, she suddenly said after a long time, "Then I will run faster."

She doesn't want to be caught up, don't even think about counterattack, huh.

Tang San choked and instantly felt weak all over his body.

This off-line thinking...

Forget it, no matter what Ajaan thinks, he has made up his mind to do his best to make himself stronger so that he can protect the people he cares about.

Tang San didn't notice that Meng Jiang was hiding in the darkness with the reddish tips of her ears under her black hair.