Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

Ning Rongrong nodded solemnly and began to eat the fairy grass.

The others also found a place to sit down and swallowed the fairy grass according to the method Tang Lan said.

That's Zhu Zhuqing.

She looked at her heartbroken red, and felt quite reluctant to let go.

This is the testimony of her and Tang Lan's love!

Just ate it.

What a pity!

or

Collect it?

All those who asked for leave have been made up! hey-hey!

Forehead.

It seems like there is still one chapter to go in today's plus chapter.

When I was seeing him off two days ago, I happened to be standing next to the stereo and was bombarded with singing for two hours. My eardrums were damaged and my hearing was permanently reduced, accompanied by persistent tinnitus.

The doctor said that there is a small chance that it will heal on its own, but it is necessary to go to bed early, eat lightly, and avoid spicy tobacco and alcohol.

So it’s too late, I have to go to bed first~

Will continue to add more tomorrow!

Finally: I weakly ask for a wave of tickets to comfort the duck~

(End of this chapter)

120. Chapter 120 Taking the Immortal Grass! VIP treatment for paying users!

120.

2023-12-21

Zhu Zhuqing was hesitating.

Tang Lan's voice sounded in her mind.

"Our love can be seen by the sun and the moon, and there is no need to prove it."

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly raised his head and looked into Tang Lan's eyes.

His cold eyes were filled with love at this moment.

Tang Lan smiled and said again——

"I gained a lot this time. I no longer need to maintain a pure Yang body and can speed up my cultivation."

Zhu Zhuqing was startled.

Then he realized the deep meaning in Tang Lan's words.

Although a little shy,

The love in his eyes turned into hooks, and he gave Tang Lan a wink.

He opened his small mouth and licked the red petals of lovesickness.

Swallow it little by little.

That gesture, that look.

like in

"hiss--"

This little demon rice

Oh no!

It's a big goblin!

Tang Lan forcibly suppressed his impulse and turned his head silently.

Facing Tang San.

"Huh? Why don't you absorb it, little mistress?" Tang Lan asked strangely.

Don't want

Tang San's eyes flickered and he asked in a low voice——

"Brother, we all have it, what about you?"

Yo ho?

Are you looking down on the underage ninth-grade Zizhi and targeting Tang Lan's private collection?

Don't say it!

Tang Lan really only left one immortal item.

Originally this was Tang San's opportunity, so he didn't plan to use it.

But since you asked

Tang Lan took out the Autumn Water Dew, which almost made Tang San's eyes pop out of his sockets!

"Looking through the autumn dew?"

"elder brother!"

"I want!"

"With it, the realm of my Purple Demon Eyes can be greatly advanced!"

When Tang Lan heard this, he sneered in his heart.

There was no need for him to speak.

"Snapped--"

Familiar big fight, familiar rhythm.

Tang Hao swung and cursed at the same time.

"You only have those purple devil eyes?"

"Xiao Lan can't use it himself?"

"How many times have I given you a chance, but you didn't use it, and you came to rob me?"

"If you weren't my son, I would really want to crush you with a hammer!"

"From Male Gobi!"

"I should have shot you against the wall in the first place!"

"Why did you give birth to such an evil son!"

That's dual physical and mental output.

Tang and the other two people were all stunned.

He just came to "discuss", why are you so angry?

the most important is

This time Tang Lan didn't be a good person and went to save Tang San!

——The clay figurine still has a temper, and it would be too fake to pretend to be a good person.

This is not.

Dai Mubai and Oscar, who had not yet swallowed the fairy grass, felt secretly happy when they saw it.

——This little brat should have been beaten long ago!

Tang Lan showed an expression of dismay.

He held Wang Chuanqiu Shuilu in front of him, tilted it slightly and poured out a few drops of transparent liquid into his mouth.

The whole plant withered in an instant even when looking through the autumn dew.

Tang Lan meditated on the spot and began to absorb the power of the immortal herbs.

But actually.

He was doing two things at once, turning on the soul realm to watch the "three torture scene".

Damn!

This little brat is really outrageous!

Thirteen years have passed, and no news has been leaked.

And Tang Lan never refused the benefits he gave.

Light can't come in or out, Pixiu, you?

Saying

It has been a long time since Tang Lan harvested the fairy grass.

Why haven’t the system rewards arrived yet?

Not only was Tang Lan not in a hurry, but he hoped to postpone it a little longer.

——The more you save, the better the gift will be!

It’s best to get a full set of 100,000-year-old soul bones and fill them up directly!

Um.

Then Tang San can't be beaten to death, otherwise all the rewards will be wasted.

Tang Lan pretended to be heartbroken and opened his eyes.

"Dad, there was too much movement, and it affected my ability to absorb it."

Tang Hao immediately stopped speaking and kicked Tang San away.

"Good luck to you, kid!"

"Your brother will always protect you!"

"If you want me to see this kind of traitor, it's better to do it directly"

"Dad!" Tang Lan shouted helplessly.

Tang Hao had an angry look on his face, but he remained silent.

Tang San, who had been brutally ravaged, dared not speak out in anger.

He quickly crawled to Tang Lan's side and secretly breathed a sigh of relief - he still felt safer by his side.

Tang Lan sighed and continued to close his eyes to absorb.

Then he adjusted his breathing for a while and ate the underage ninth-grade purple mushroom.

It also started to be absorbed.

Tang Hao, on the other hand, threw the ninth-grade purple zhi into the storage ring and glared at Tang San angrily.

Tang San broke into a cold sweat every time he practiced.

time flies.

It was night in a blink of an eye.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, covering the moonlight and stars.

The medicinal effect of the fairy grass also began to take effect, and everyone showed varying degrees of changes.

Oscar is the calmest.

Sitting there is like taking a nap, a faint white mist floats up, undulating around the body, carrying the special fragrance of the eight-petal fairy orchid.

Dai Mubai is on the other extreme, making a lot of noise!