Tang San hadn't even stepped into Dorm Seven.
He was kicked out by Xiao Wu, and it looked like he was about to smash into the ground.
Fortunately, Tang San adjusted his posture in time.
His limbs braced, slightly bent, and aside from the blood in his mouth and a sore chin,
It could be said he was safe and sound.
But the sharp pain on his tongue brought tears to Tang San's eyes.
Tap tap!
Light, almost silent footsteps approached quickly. Looking at the yellow spirit ring under Xiao Wu's feet,
Tang San finally realized how big a mistake he had made.
The little girl in front of him,
Just looking at her spirit strength, was not weaker than him!
Seeing Xiao Wu's downward chopping leg about to strike his head, Tang San immediately summoned his spirit.
His hands pulled out a Blue Silver Grass.
To compensate for his injured and still recovering right arm.
Tang San's white spirit ring lit up, and only then did he block Xiao Wu's attack for a moment.
Taking advantage of the momentum, he rolled away from the spot.
Looking at the broken Blue Silver Grass in his hand.
Tang San frowned. Only after real combat did he realize.
That Blue Silver Grass was inherently extremely fragile.
Even with a 100% increase in toughness, what could it do?
There was no time to think.
Xiao Wu had already rushed over again, with a sweet smile on her face.
But her attacks showed no signs of holding back.
"Haha... Tang San, your spirit is so weak, be careful!"
Xiao Wu was glowing with a red light.
Rabbit ears on her head, a taller figure, and a dandelion-like tail at her lower back.
Tang San dared not underestimate her again.
He gathered his spirit power and rose to meet her, but his weak body had lost its usual agility.
He could only bend over to dodge Xiao Wu's flying kick.
A purple light shone in his eyes.
Since he couldn't rely on his spirit, he could only use the Tang Sect's secret techniques to compensate.
Whoosh!
A strong wind came from behind.
Just as Tang San was about to turn his head, the poison acted up, his mental power suddenly scattered, and the purple light in his eyes collapsed.
Pa!
"Hiss--"
Tang San grimaced, his neck felt as if it had been whipped and then strangled.
When he came back to his senses.
Xiao Wu had already wrapped his neck with her scorpion braid, pulling him back towards Dorm Seven.
"Ugh!"
Tang San clutched his neck, his lower body unstable, his feet kicking wildly as he was dragged backwards by Xiao Wu.
"First Spirit Skill, Waist Bow!"
Xiao Wu's crisp voice rang out.
The scorpion braid pulled on Tang San's neck, and she stepped back on Tang San's lower back with her left foot as a fulcrum.
Suddenly bending her waist and exerting force, Tang San's feet left the ground due to lack of oxygen.
Not good!
Tang San's eyes widened.
A sense of weightlessness struck, and Tang San was horrified to find that the sky and earth had been reversed.
The scene before him changed rapidly.
Bang!
Tang San flew into Dorm Seven, this time he wasn't so lucky.
He crashed heavily to the ground.
His whole body ached, and his internal organs seemed to have suffered serious shock.
A trace of red overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Just as he was about to get up.
His back became heavy, Xiao Wu was already stepping on Tang San.
And asked sweetly:
"How are you? I won!"
Tang San's face flushed with blood, looking at the innocent and concerned Xiao Wu.
Enduring the pain, he nodded helplessly.
"I lost. According to our rules, you beat me, so you're the boss of Dorm Seven from now on."
"Haha, I won!"
Xiao Wu couldn't help but jump up, followed by several muffled groans.
She said to Wang Sheng and the others:
"From now on, I am the well-deserved boss of Dorm Seven, and you all have to listen to me."
"Understood, Sister Xiao Wu."
Wang Sheng and the other students immediately responded.
"Xiao Wu, can you let me go?"
At this time, a weak voice came from under Xiao Wu's feet.
Tang San looked dejected.
Xiao Wu wasn't heavy, but he was still a child, and she was stepping on him and jumping!
His body couldn't take it anymore.
"Oops! I forgot about you! I'm so sorry..."
Xiao Wu pretended to be surprised and quickly jumped to the ground.
She asked with concern.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm okay..."
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu and shook his head with a wry smile.
He wouldn't hold a grudge against the little girl's unintentional mistake, it was just a sparring match.
It was all because of the poison that his condition was so bad.
"It's good that you're okay, get up quickly, don't catch a cold, remember to call me Sister Xiao Wu."
Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips and kicked Tang San's injured arm.
Tang San frowned and showed a painful expression.
Then he realized that Xiao Wu was grabbing his clothes to pull him up.
"Thank you."
Tang San smiled awkwardly and got up.
There was no way he would call her sister.
Hearing this.
Xiao Wu chuckled.
"Haha... you're quite interesting, I beat you like this, and you're not even angry."
"Instead, you're thanking me."
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu in front of him and smiled quietly. Dorm Seven didn't seem so boring anymore.
"It's just a sparring match, I'll win back next time."
"Hmph! If you don't call me Sister Xiao Wu, I'll call you Tang Little Three."
Xiao Wu squinted her eyes.
She was really too powerful, she beat him, and he still thanked her.
His Highness the Saint Child would definitely praise Xiao Wu.
Tang San's darkened face showed a wry smile.
She was really childish...
"Alright, Tang Little Three, come and eat something quickly, Sister Xiao Wu is treating..."
Xiao Wu remembered not to go too far.
Give a sweet after a beating.
"Thank you, Xiao Wu."
Tang San smiled, dragging his tired, weak body, limping and sitting down.
He was indeed hungry.
His physical weakness made him very uncomfortable.
"Tang Little Three, how about you play with me in the future?"
Xiao Wu took back her candied haws, held them in her mouth, and suggested.
"..."
In the night, in the shadows outside Dorm Seven.
A blurry figure loomed, the strong smell of sweat and alcohol mixed with other foul odors...
Causing mosquitoes to fly around him.
Looking at the slowly dissipating Blue Silver Grass on the ground, his turbid eyes were filled with rage!
His son...
A genius with twin spirits.
His first spirit ring was actually white!
The shadow slowly faded and disappeared, except for the foul odor that attracted mosquitoes.
As if it had never existed.
—
The next day, in the afternoon.
Outside Tiandou City, on a wide road.
Qian Renjue and Ye Lingling walked side by side, hand in hand.
"Jue, thank you for accompanying me shopping..."
Ye Lingling's voice was gentle, her delicate and exquisite face, without any cover, was flushed pink.
Qian Renjue smiled and shook his head.
"Do we still need to say these things between us?"
"This is what I promised you, and it's also troubling you to come so far to see me off."
"It's not far at all..."
Ye Lingling whispered.
She hoped she could walk with Qian Renjue a little longer.
Looking at the waiting carriage in front...
Ye Lingling pursed her red lips as if hesitating, brewing something.
"Lingling, I should go."
"Here, this is for you, I think you'll like it."
Qian Renjue stopped and turned around.
He pinched Ye Lingling's soft little hand and placed the prepared box in her hand.
"Thank you."
Ye Lingling took the box and nodded slightly.
After hesitating for a moment, Ye Lingling blushed and glanced at the carriage in front.
She raised her head and said softly:
"Jue, I have something to say to you... can you come closer?"
"Of course."
Qian Renjue smiled, lowered his head slightly and listened...
There was a puff of heat on his earlobe, followed by a bit of moisture, the gnawing of her teeth...
And a gentle and slippery lick.
Qian Renjue was stunned.
In his ear was Ye Lingling's shy whisper:
"Jue, I, I don't have anything to give you, I'm sorry... Happy birthday."
It was Qian Renjue who was bitten.
But Ye Lingling's earlobe was even more rosy, as if it was about to drip blood.
On the carriage ahead.
Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan both poked their heads out from both sides of the carriage, staring straight at them.
Wishing you all a happy life and a happy Qixi Festival!
