Douluo Dalu

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Tang San’s hand was pressed on the chest of the master. The Xuan Tiangong’s internal force, which had just been promoted, was pushed out. The left hand was connected, sealing the four meridians of the master’s chest position, so that the poison gas would not spread, and the right hand began to be on the master’s chest. Desperate, relying on internal forces to motivate the master to run in the body. Slowly push the toxins into one place.

As the highest internal strength method of Tangmen, Xuan Tiangong itself has a strong anti-drug effect. It is not a fierce internal force, but it is extremely delicate, and it is as deep as a master in the body, so as not to leave a trace of trouble.

Unraveling the master's blouse, Tang San carefully observed the blackness of the master. Under the influence of Xuan Tiangong, the black gas gradually gathered together toward the direction of the master's right arm. At this time, Tang San still did not unravel. The cloth strip on the master's arm.

The poisonous blood flowed out, the master's swollen arms gradually retracted, and the color of the skin became gradually normal. The face of the master showed a painful look, and the mouth began to scream.

As the purple-black blood gradually drained, fresh red blood began to appear, and the master's arm had become pale. Tang San took the cloth on the master's arm and used the internal force to quickly discharge the last toxin all at once, then quickly sealed the blood on the master's arm and tore off a few pieces of cloth wrapped around the wound.

Before, he was not eager to untie the cloth on the master's arm because he was afraid that the master would bleed too much. After all, his poisoning time was not short.

After the toxin was removed, Tang San was already sweaty. Although Xuan Tiangong entered the second weight, it was not powerful, and the use of internal force to assist in the detoxification was the most costly and energetic because of the absorption of the soul ring. The sense of power that comes is also a bit weak at this time.

Tang San used the clear water to help the master wash his arm, and then buried the small pit full of poisonous blood with soil. This is all done.

Next, the master was in a coma for three days. During his constant fever, Tang San could only pour some water on him every day. In order to make the master's body add some nutrients, he even cut a trunk and made a small one. In the pot, bring some dried meat and boil some broth with water. Because it is a hunting soul forest, Tang did not dare to stay away from the master.

Fortunately, their luck is not bad, although occasional soul beasts pass here, but most of them are ten-year beasts, and they are not aggressive, and they have not brought any trouble to Tang.

"What happened to me?" When the master woke up, it was already the fourth day of noon.

The weak body can't use a bit of strength. The master only feels that there is a flower in front of him, and the feeling of turning around is so that he can't find the direction. Even if he raises his hand, it is very laborious.

"Teacher, you wake up." Tang San surprised to get together with the master, and introduced a pure internal force into the master.

With the help of Xuan Tiangong, the spirit of the master was a little bit excited, and the eyelids finally gradually focused.

"Small three, I am still alive?" The master looked at Tang San around with some surprise.

Tang nodded three times and said: "Teacher, you live very well. But this time I am afraid I have to rest for a long time."

The master reluctantly looked over and looked at his right arm. "You saved me."

Tang San scratched his head and said: "Daddy taught me how to deal with poisonous injuries when I was a child. At that time, I saw that you were in a coma. You can only try it. There is always a chance to try it. The dead horse is a living doctor."

"No big or small, is there a teacher who is a horse?" The master squeezed a smile, of course, his stiff face and the paleness of the present, his smile is even more ugly than crying.

Being alive is always a wonderful thing. Even a master who is arrogant and devoted to his life is no exception.

Tang Sanhe smiled and said: "Teacher, you should take a break first, I will give you a hot broth. You wake up, and you can eat some dry food after a few hours of rest. We will leave the Hunting Forest soon, here. The environment is too bad and the air is moist, which is not conducive to the recovery of your wounds."

The master seems to suddenly think of something, "Small three, have you succeeded?" For him, the theory of his own research is even more important than life.

Tang San smiled: "Teacher, don't worry. I succeeded. Look."

As he said, Tang San raised his right hand, a faint white light appeared on the surface of the skin, and then, the deep blue blue silver grass swarmed out from the palm of his hand. A clear yellow halo rises from under his feet and hovering around the body. It is the remarkable feature of a soulful division.

The former blue silver grass, the width is less than half finger, and the width of the blue silver grass has become three fingers at this time, the grass leaves are also several times thicker than before, with strange lines, dozens of blue The silver grass spreads rapidly around, and the tip of the blade of grass rises, like a dozen mandala snakes foraging.

There is no scent of the mandala snake on the blue silver grass, but only a touch of tea, the fascinating aroma is full of danger.

In the eyes of the master, there is an extremely exciting light, and I am excited and said: "How is resilience?"

Seeing is believing, Tang San answered the master with his actions. One of the more than ten blue-silver grasses that had left his palm suddenly flew up, wrapped around a small tree with a small arm, and the other side returned to the hands of Tang San. His right hand pulled hard, and the small tree's torso suddenly bent down, making the blue silver grass straight, but there was no sign of breaking.

"Okay, this is really good. It seems that my judgment is completely correct. After the injection of the mandala snake soul ring, the blue silver grass becomes tough. If I guess it is good, it should be accompanied by a certain mandala. The toxicity of the snake. But what is its current skill?"