Sword Three + Douluo Brilliance

In the end Tang Yin really didn't do anything, just hugged Tang San in his arms and fell asleep, a rare peaceful night's sleep.

In the following time everyone got busy, Tang San spent the whole day in the casting room busy building his hidden weapons.Not to be outdone, Ye Fangze built a sword hut and started his daily homework—in the past, in the village, each Tibetan sword disciple had to forge a certain number of sword embryos every day. After coming to this world, Ye Fangze has been Failed to find the right opportunity, until now.

These two are very hardworking, Tang San has been shutting himself in it all the time, Ye Fangze is not only forging swords but also practicing swords, the basic sword moves of chopping, stabbing, chopping and wiping must be practiced [-] times a day. Not once less.In other calendars, even when they were resting, they either practiced their soul power or meditated to cultivate their minds and swords.

These two people are not so tall when they cultivated. Ning Rongrong knew that Ye Fangze liked Tang Wu, and it happened that Tang Wu also wanted to deliver meals to Tang San every day. It was also pushed to Tang Wu.

Ning Rongrong said that what she can do is limited to this, it depends on whether Ye Fangze can seize the opportunity.

Like Ye Fangze, there was Yang Mo who practiced crazily. The soldiers were going to the battlefield, and the strategist soldiers were the best among them. The training intensity was only greater, not the greatest.The marksmanship practiced by Tiance Army is practiced over and over again, as if there is no end to it.

Since it is Yang Mo, then his three meals a day are naturally provided by Dai Dashao, and the hospitality he offers every day is simply unbearable to look at.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun were envious, but it's a pity that neither of them can work as hard as Yang Mo, Ye Fangze and Tang San, let alone Ning Rongrong doesn't like them.

However, even if they didn't work so hard, the others were still working hard to absorb and digest the experience they had gained during this period of time and work hard to cultivate their soul power.

And during Tang San's more than a month of retreat, Tang Yin was away most of the time, otherwise it would not be possible for Tang Wu to deliver meals to Tang San.

Taking advantage of this time, Tang Yin went to find Liu Rou again, and took a few tasks that were not too close but not too far away, and were a little difficult for him.

In order to exercise his skills, Tang Yin rarely released his martial soul, and he didn't even use Floating Light and Glance, relying entirely on his own breathing skills to avoid relying too much on soul skills.

The consequence of not using martial soul or soul skills is that even Tang Yin was injured.At the heaviest time, Tang Yin's abdomen had a big opening, and blood flowed out.After Tang Yin dealt with it briefly, he rushed back to Suoto City day and night. In order not to attract attention or worry others, Tang Yin had to cultivate with Liu Rou, and at the same time he was glad that Tang San went to retreat.

but

When Tang San left the customs, Tang Yin's injury was not completely healed.

After receiving the news, Tang Yin propped himself up, fetched water to wash off the smell of makeup that was inevitably stained by staying at Liu Rou's place, and then rushed back to the academy.

Almost in a face-to-face meeting, Tang San saw that Tang Yin's condition was not good, and directly took off Tang Yin's clothes on the spot under everyone's surprised eyes.

So the blood-stained bandages and countless scars were displayed in front of everyone.

Tang Wu's eyes turned red.Tang Yin's soul power level is indeed monstrous, but how much did Tang Yin pay behind it?

Tang San stroked his fingers over the bandage, then pulled Tang Yin into the room with a cold face.

Three times, five times and two removed the bandage, Tang San took out the wound medicine he prepared and applied it to the still ugly wound on Tang Yin's abdomen.

There is no separation between medicine and poison, Tang San has made great achievements in poison art, and he is also familiar with medicine, and the effect of the wound medicine he prepared is much better.

Feeling the cold medicine covering his wound, a look of joy appeared in Tang Yin's eyes.

He, Tang Yin, was used to injuries and so on since he was a child. This injury looked hideous, but it was actually just a flesh injury. It was nothing to him at all, but it could make Tang San, who was always gentle with his own people, treat him well. It's worth showing this look.

Thinking in this way, Tang Yin looked at Tang San softly, enjoying a moment of real tranquility in recent days.

Tang Yin was not a talkative person, Tang San wanted to say something, but when he thought that Tang Yin worked so hard to have the strength to protect him and Tang Wu in the future, he couldn't say anything.

After applying the good medicine and wrapping up the bandage, Tang Yin stretched out his hand to hold Tang San's wrist, drew the distance between them and sucked heavily on his lips, Tang San's expression changed, but before he could do anything, Tang Yin Let go of him again, just pressed his forehead, and whispered: "Don't worry. I can only die to protect you."

Tang San was taken aback, then pushed Tang Yin away, and hurriedly said: "You should have a good rest first."

Tang Yin stopped him.

"Tang San," his voice was low, "you and I both know that we are not real 13-year-old boys, so why run away?"

Tang Yin knew that since Tang San found out about his feelings for Tang San, although Tang San sometimes didn't resist his intimacy, he still resisted in his heart.

Tang San froze, and turned around slowly.

"It's time for us to have a good talk." Tang Yin watched him, not going on like this forever.

Tang San didn't speak, of course he knew what Tang Yin wanted to say.

Ever since Tang Yin knew that he had discovered his feelings for him that day, Tang Yin never restrained himself. When there was no one else, Tang Yin would often kiss him.It's not that Tang San didn't resist, but he was always blinded by Tang Yin's kiss very quickly, and...and Tang San was shocked to find that he didn't hate Tang Yin's kiss, and sometimes he was even addicted to it.

But...the two of them are not only men, but also...brothers.

So he heard himself say in a dry voice: "...brother...it's wrong for us to do this..."

"My mother died young. What did Tang Hao care about us? He has no right to dictate our relationship. Fangze and Ah Mo both know that we both have memories of previous lives, and they don't completely think that we are brothers. Dai Mubai Chasing Ah Mo, he should not care about us. Xiao Wu is a good girl, I will go and explain to her, and she will accept it. I will also find a way to make them accept it. As for the master... I know you value it He, treating him as a father, I also have a solution. Excluding these close people, what does it matter what other people think of us? What's more, strength is paramount here. As long as we have enough strength, why should we care about others? What about your remarks? Besides...do you dare to say that you have no affection for me?"

Tang San clenched his lips.

Can he say no?

No.

Tang San has no emotional experience, but that doesn't mean he can't even understand his own heart.

He could tolerate Tang Yin's kisses, but it was impossible for him to tolerate others.

There is also jealousy, jealousy, Ye Fangze and Yang Mo are from the same world as Tang Yin, and they are more familiar with each other, and even occasionally he is jealous of Tang Wu, because she takes a lot of Tang Yin's attention...

Tang Yin dared to ask this question with some certainty. If Tang San had no intentions of him, he would have simply rejected him before, instead of just using gender and blood relationship as rafters.

Tang Yin stood up, walked over and pulled Tang San into his arms, pinched his chin and kissed him again.

This kiss was different from the domineering force he had before, Tang Yin restrained himself and gave Tang San a lingering and long kiss.As a result, Tang □□ couldn't bear Tang Yin's kiss even more, and he groaned and groaned out of his mouth when he took a breath.

When Tang Yin stopped, Tang San had completely collapsed in Tang Yin's arms.

When Tang San recovered from the kiss that almost killed him just now, Tang Yin was kissing his forehead.

"Little San, can you stay with me? You obviously like me too."

"elder brother……"

Tang Yin held Tang San's hand and stopped talking.

To agree, or not to agree, that is the question.

Neither Tang San nor his dynasties had been so entangled like now.

I don't know how long it took, Tang San finally opened his mouth, hesitantly said: "Otherwise... let's try? I, I have never liked anyone before..."

"Me neither." Tang Yin interrupted him, put one hand on the back of Tang San's neck and kissed it again.

This kiss was Tang Yin's usual style, eager and forceful, like a storm.

After parting, Tang Yin kissed softly and said in a low voice, "I'm very happy, Xiaosan, really happy."

The author has something to say:

I went home today and said that I wanted to code on the train, but my mother didn’t buy a ticket, so I could only stand... I couldn’t concentrate on coding at all! ! !And two days ago, I was writing an essay on the written test questions of the Buxue Literature Club... In fact, I was writing an essay. They took this essay as a written test question. I don't understand and it didn't resonate with me.

And General Gao, General Feng and Prime Minister Zhang have been pulled out by me and used N times...cover your face...