Zhutian: I use the breathing method to traverse the fantasy sewer

Chapter 163 Xiao Wu: San cut, don’t contact me anymore, I’m afraid Uncle Bu Le will misunderstand!
After hearing Bu Le's request for support, Tianya and Ekao immediately said that they couldn't spare the time.

"No, I'm not happy. I can't spare any time." Ekao said, "I'm lost in the valley now and can't find the way out. Ask Tianya."

Unexpectedly, Tianya also said: "I can't make room! I'm trapped in an abyss, where there are pink earth and white mountains, it's too scary!"

Neither of the two good brothers could help themselves. Bu Le immediately felt extremely depressed, "Okay, okay, let's all wish for ourselves. I just climbed a little bit. The pit is quite deep and a bit slippery. I have to climb out every time." When the time comes, it will fall again.”

"Oh, who isn't?" Ekao also complained, "I've been lost for a long time. Every time I feel like I've reached the end of the valley, in the blink of an eye, I'm back to the starting point."

"That's right." Tianya struggled to escape in the abyss, "This pink earth is so weird, it can even move."

Seeing Bu Le and the others in trouble, Tang San didn't show the slightest hint of joy.

As the holder of this treasure land, how could Tang San not know that the more dangerous the situation, the richer the treasure would be.

Damn it, the treasures of this land...the treasures of this land should all be his mouth and teeth!
However, no matter how the three Bu Le people fled, they could not escape these three dangers.

In the end, all three of them collapsed from exhaustion, foaming at the mouth.

"It seems that this crutch is not very labor-saving." Bu Le murmured.

……

Shi Nian was leaning on a big tree, with seven soul rings of yellow, yellow, yellow, purple, violet, purple and black floating up and down on his body. Among them, the black seventh soul ring was constantly releasing dazzling brilliance.

And Shi Nian's face was also covered with a cruel and perverted weird smile.

On the land in front of Shi Nian, Tang San was lying on the ground, twitching violently.

"Huh?" Shi Nian frowned, "What kind of strange illusion is it that makes Xiaosan show signs of getting up under such circumstances?"

However, sensing that Tang San's spirit was gradually deteriorating, Shi Nian no longer paid attention to this trivial matter.

It's just that the mistress wants to stand tall and high, so what if the mistress has any high-spirited and undying spirit?Tang San was finally on the verge of collapse.

"I really want to see what kind of illusion he has experienced!" Shi Nian grinned, feeling regretful.

If he were a titled Douluo, he would definitely be able to see what Tang San's illusion looked like.

And if he had a 10-year-old spirit ring, he might be able to play out Tang San's illusion.

It's a pity that he still knows how much he weighs and how old he is. It's impossible for him to become a titled Douluo, let alone have a 10-year soul ring.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, although I can't see the illusion, it must be very painful for you, right?" Shi Nian said to Tang San as if talking to himself.

"So what about the fourth soul ring of ten thousand years? So what if you have practiced eye skills? Are you going to die in the most painful way in the residual dream of my martial soul?"

Seeing a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Tang San's red face, Shi Nian's smile became even crueler.

……

in fantasy.

Seeing Bu Le and the other two people searching for the treasure and fighting repeatedly, Tang San's back molars were almost broken.

Bu Le and the others had obviously found the treasure, but they still kept searching deeper. The heart-wrenching pain of being helpless and watching Bu Le search for the treasure seemed to tear Tang San's heart into pieces.

The surrounding audience also applauded the Bu Le trio's treasure hunting journey, and were moved by their bravery. They seemed to want to imitate them in searching for treasures in this boundless land.

"Xiao Wu... why don't you wake up..." Tang San roared in his heart with grief and anger.

"Xiao Wu, these thieves stole your and my treasure!"

hum-

In a special buzzing sound, everything around him disappeared. Tang San tilted his head and lost consciousness. …

"Three cuts? Three cuts?"

"Huh? Who called me?"

Tang San woke up slowly, and wherever he looked, he saw Xiao Wu's "incomparably delicate" face.

It was clearly a face that in his eyes was extremely beautiful, but Tang San seemed to be hallucinating at this moment. He felt that Xiao Wu's face was much whiter than usual, as if it was covered with a layer of egg white. .

Tang San shook his head vigorously, and then he felt that Xiao Wu in his eyes became a little normal.

At this moment, he suddenly found that he could act.

Tang San raised his left hand and then his right hand.

Could it be...that everything was a dream?
Tang San hugged Xiao Wu with joy.

"Xiao Wu...Xiao Wu...fortunately, fortunately you are fine."

However, something unexpected happened to Tang San.

Xiao Wu gently pushed Tang San away and held Tang San's face with a gentle expression.

"Sanqie, don't contact me again from now on. I'm afraid Uncle Bule will misunderstand."

Tang San was startled, his whole brain seemed to be shut down.

"No, no, this is not true, Xiao Wu, I am Sanqiao! I am your Sanqiao!"

Tang San shook Xiao Wu's shoulders heartbreakingly, grabbed Xiao Wu's hand, covered his face, "Xiao Wu, have you forgotten? We have been sleeping together since we were six years old... "

Snapped!
An extremely loud slap stunned Tang San.

"Xiao Wu, you..."

Xiao Wu just looked at Tang San with an indifferent expression.

"I called you Sanqiu because of our past friendship. Just pretend that those things in the past don't exist. I'm warning you, Tang San, don't spread rumors about my past in front of Uncle Bu Le."

After saying that, Xiao Wu stood up. Bu Le appeared behind Xiao Wu at some point and hugged Xiao Wu.

"Haha, Xiao Wu, don't worry. The past is in the past. As long as you serve me well in the future, I won't care about it." Bu Le laughed.

"Not happy!" Tang San roared suddenly and was about to take action, but the next moment, he found that he didn't have any soul power left in him.

"No, my Blue Silver Grass, my Clear Sky Hammer! How could my martial spirit and my soul power disappear! No!!!"

"Beauty is only worthy of the strong, and you, this little brat, are just a loser!"

Bu Le spat hard, turned his head, and started chatting with Xiao Wu like an old married couple, as if there was no one around.

"Come on, Xiao Wu, help this loser cut off his delusions."

Hearing Bu Le's words, Xiao Wu walked up to Tang San and said condescendingly: "Tang San, you are just a waste. You can't protect me at all, and you can't give me anything. I prefer Uncle Bu Le's carrots."

"Ah!!!" Tang San roared up to the sky and fainted again.

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(End of this chapter)