Douluo Dalu: Drunk and Ruthless

"You are the shame and scum of our family. As long as you stay in our Tiandou Palace for one day, we will be laughed at for one day." The pupils of the black eyes twitched slightly, and his gaze returned to the page in his hand.

"Ha!" Xue Beng groaned in annoyance, and sat down on the chair. His aggressive gaze kept scanning Xue Qingwu, who was focusing on the book, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curled up...

Xue Qingqing's rapid breathing resounded in the dense forest, and the sweat on his forehead kept streaking across his face. With his physical fitness trained for many years in the wild, he was able to mediate with the men in black. A flying knife shining with purple light missed his face. A strand of his snow-white hair fell off, "Huh... Huh..." Xue Wuqing kept panting, a strong sense of dizziness constantly invaded his brain, and he subconsciously looked at a scratch on his right arm. Purple blood continued to flow out, and it was obvious that he had been poisoned.

A hint of purple appeared on the side of his face, the soul mark on his right hand flashed, and the wooden sword crossed his hand, severely scratching the palm of his left palm. The pain stimulated his nerves, and he felt a lot more awake in an instant, "Wow... ...Wah...Wah." A sound of rushing water suddenly broke into his ears. With his keen eyesight, he saw a hundred-foot waterfall in the distance. His soul power and speed surged, and he jumped into the waterfall with determination, "There is some courage and such a heart. If the young master doesn't want to eradicate him, he can be cultivated." The man in black made a slightly approving voice under the mask. When he was about to turn around, a pale python three meters long attacked him {her} from behind, "It's just a century-old sky-swallowing python. How do you get the confidence to sneak up on me?" With a wave of his right hand, The sky-swallowing python was lifted from the ground and thrown into the waterfall.

Xue Wuwu, who was lurking at the bottom of the lake, was hit by a giant python. He subconsciously swung the wooden sword in his hand, and faint yellow light spots began to condense on the body of the sky-swallowing python. Xue Qingwu's eyes gradually became blurred. , his eyelids closed heavily, and his body sank to the bottom of the lake uncontrollably. The remaining soul power spread out uncontrollably, and with a faint white halo, the wooden sword extended from his palm, exuding a faint breath of life and swinging gently with the fluctuation of soul power. The soul ring slowly fell on the hilt of the sword, and his dry body greedily absorbed the soul power in the soul ring. Everything fell into place naturally, and the soul ring was perfectly absorbed by him.

Half an hour passed in an instant. The eyes of the body sunk at the bottom of the lake slowly opened, and the stiff bones moved. The martial spirit was released. It was still an ordinary wooden sword. The difference was that the wooden sword had a hilt. A yellow soul ring appeared at the center, and the long sword became much more flexible. When swung gently, it was like a poisonous snake swallowing snake messages. "The first soul skill: Snake Kiss." The tip of the sword suddenly struck out like the fatal kiss of an agile snake. The water flow reversed slightly where the sword tip crossed, creating a thin vacuum water channel. Xue Qingqing looked sideways for a moment, and then quickly swam up the lake. He was a little too carried away just now, and almost forgot that he was at the bottom of the water.

"Huh." He took a deep breath, expelled the waste gas from his body, rushed to the surface of the water, and breathed in the clean air happily.