Tang San of Douluo suspects that I am his father

Facing the twin beautiful girls who were as beautiful as flowers and jade, Tang San had no sympathy for them at all. His eyes flashed with purple light, he raised his right hand, dark blue light suddenly flashed, countless tentacles, ah no, blue silver grass spread from the palm of his hand.

With the Purple Demon Eyes and the Instant Martial Spirit, Tang San looked like he was firing on all cylinders, trying to unleash all his strength on the twin sisters.

As we all know, women are defenseless against tentacle monsters. They can't resist even one, let alone a bunch of them.

Although Bluesilver Grass doesn't look like a tentacle, and it doesn't have the function of a tentacle, at least there is no problem in binding it.

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After a while, Tang San hugged the twin sisters bound by the tortoise shells for a while, put his fingers on the tip of his nose and sniffed fiercely, then reluctantly walked out of the hotel, preparing to help Xiao Wu fend off the enemy.

But the moment Tang San stepped out of the hotel door, he saw a demon in the human world.

This demon is not the Dai Mubai whose blond hair turned into black and white, who looks like a madman, with the word "王" tattooed on his forehead, and whose hands turn into a pair of white-haired tiger claws, with nails that stretch and retract.

It was Xiao Wu who stood opposite Dai Mubai. Although Dai Mubai looked more like a demon possessed by a martial spirit, he still had the sock in his mouth, coupled with Xiao Wu's innocent expression. smile.

There is no need to say more about who the devil is.

Tang San, who was once a senior foot control enthusiast, was once very obsessed with Xiao Wu's feet. After all, they were as soft as boneless and as tender as white jade. They were simply the best in the world. It would be great if he could hold them in his mouth.

But this thought only lasted until that night. Xiao Wu and Tang San had finished a day of arduous training. Xiao Wu, who had exhausted all her energy, had fallen asleep, while Tang San, driven by hormones, secretly took Xiao Wu away. A pair of socks that Wu wears during the day.

The white cotton socks were originally pure white, but due to Xiao Wu's hard work for the day, a large area of ​​light yellow was soaked through with sweat.

It was still steaming with white smoke and was heating up. Tang San secretly stuffed it into his arms at lightning speed, then ran back to his room, closed the door and hid under the quilt before taking it out with an excited look on his face.

However, this pair of socks, in this small bed, destroyed a young man's beautiful fantasy about the opposite sex.

Tang San was a junior brother, so he naturally thought that all members of the opposite sex were fairies, and fairies couldn't even go to the toilet, and fairies' feet all smelled like strawberry.

Full of expectations, Tang San leaned forward and took a deep breath, taking all the white smoke from the socks into his nose.

Tang San had always had the smell of pickled cabbage when he stole it, and it was a bit heavier in this quilt, but Tang San, who was overwhelmed by hormones, didn't pay much attention to it.

It wasn't until he took a deep breath that Tang San couldn't breathe anymore and his brain was in a state of confusion, then he understood what the smell was that was sour and smelly, like expired sauerkraut.

The little fairy's face didn't smell like strawberry, maybe it wasn't too smelly, but the sour smell was simply overwhelming.

That smell, guess what, it's authentic.

The next day Tang San felt unwell and took a day off and did not continue training. This was one of the few days when model worker Tang San was lazy.

Precisely because he felt the same way, he could understand the pain when he saw Dai Mubai possessed by Wuhun, in full state, losing his mind and falling into madness.

After all, Tang San couldn't just sit back and watch Dai Mubai look like he was losing his mind.

Although he discovered that the little fairy can also poop, and her feet don't smell like strawberries, Xiao Wu is still his favorite and cannot allow others to bully her.

Blue light flashed, his eyes were deep purple, and the Blue Silver Grass crazily attacked his own size. Tang San stood in front of Xiao Wu, preparing to fight Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai moved. Possessed by his martial spirit and driven into madness, he seemed to have turned into another person. Just as his white hair floated, his body full of explosive power had already arrived in front of Tang San.

The sharp claws on both claws popped out at the same time, grabbing Tang San's body.

Originally, with Tang San's usual tactical style, at this time he would rely on the ghostly shadow to dodge Dai Mubai's attack, then hide his body, use blue silver grass to block and disrupt Dai Mubai's attack rhythm, and finally wait for the opportunity to move. .

But the problem was, with Xiao Wu behind him, Tang San thought he couldn't do it by exposing his sweetheart to danger.

Since there was no way to dodge, the only option was to resist forcefully. Countless blue silver grass spread crazily from Tang San's palms, and finally formed a wall of vines in front of Tang San and Xiao Wu.

After being blessed by two soul rings, Blue Silver Grass is no longer the fragile grass it was before, and its toughness is comparable to steel.

And it has its own toxicity. Even if Dai Mubai penetrates the vine wall, he will still be affected by the toxicity of the blue silver grass and fall into Tang San's attack rhythm.

Seeing that Dai Mubai looked like he had lost his mind, and the attack was so fierce, he didn't look like he was easy to change his moves.

That's why Tang San chose to use a wall of bluesilver grass vines to resist Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai, who was in a violent state, swept his arms and cut off a large number of vines, but this wall of vines was still not something that could be broken through in a short time.

Blue light flashed in Tang San's hand, and the Blue Silver Grass vines were growing continuously. This was exactly the original characteristic of Blue Silver Grass, with tenacious vitality and low consumption.

Although the two subsequent soul rings have blessed Bluesilver Grass with many powerful characteristics, vitality is the strongest characteristic of Bluesilver Grass itself.

Dai Mubai, who was trapped in the sea of ​​blue and silver grass, gradually regained his sanity. He was furious just now, but being in trouble requires his sanity to find a way to break the situation with his combat skills.

There was still a sour smell in his nose, and Dai Mubai shook his head to force himself out of the nauseating feeling.

But the smell didn't go away, and the fragrance came back. A faintly sweet aroma of tea diluted the sour smell in his nasal cavity.

Dai Mubai didn't have the slightest thought of being happy. If something went wrong, there must be a monster. He knew that he might have been tricked.

He was not a patient person to begin with. When he understood that his situation was critical, a strong white light suddenly lit up on Dai Mubai. The first of the three soul rings on his body glowed brightly, forming a white light. Cover, blocking out all the surrounding vines and making it impossible to get close.

Immediately afterwards, the second soul ring lit up, and a huge white light condensed instantly. As Dai Mubai let out a tiger roar, a ball of white light shot out from his mouth.

These were the skills that came with Dai Mubai's first two soul rings, the White Tiger Protective Shield and the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave, which were extremely powerful. If they were used together at this time, he would get out of the predicament in an instant.

From Tang San's perspective, Dai Mubai was already trapped and at peace, but suddenly the man roared, and a white light shield isolated his vines.

The next second, countless white lights shot out from the gaps in the vines, and a dull explosion suddenly roared.

The vine walls formed by the blue silver grass were shattered and scattered in all directions, and even the entire street felt as if it had been blown by a typhoon.