Douluo: The soul skills are too abstract, Tang San burst into tears!

After a fierce collision.

In the end, Dugu Bo was more skilled.

His green poison gas column gradually suppressed the ice and snow shock wave of the branch hall master and enveloped the hall master.

The hall master struggled painfully in the poison gas, but could not get rid of it.

Gradually, his body began to become weak and his consciousness gradually blurred.

"I told you that you are overestimating your ability."

Dugu Bo said lightly, and then stretched out a finger.

A burst of green poison gas seedlings danced at the fingertips.

Dugu Bo pointed his finger, and the poison gas seedlings turned into sharp blades, accurately hitting the vitals of the branch hall master.

The body of the branch hall master shook violently, and then flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground, without any sound.

As the battle in the air came to an end.

This battle also decided the winner.

Dugu Bo quietly floated in the air, looking at the lifeless branch hall master below, but there was no ripple in his heart.

In the castle.

After a brief silence, the crowd who were watching the battle burst into a commotion.

"Victory! We won!"

The warriors of the Min clan shouted excitedly, their faces filled with the joy and pride of victory, and their bloodshot but still bright eyes flashed with the light of victory.

The warriors hugged each other excitedly, cheered and released their inner excitement.

They patted each other's shoulders, and their laughter echoed in the air, as if to spread the news of victory to the distance.

Other warriors sat quietly on the ground, looking into the distance, recalling the thrilling moments in the battle, their hearts full of emotion.

They held their weapons tightly in their hands, as if they were medals of victory.

On the other side, the anxious soul masters of the Wuhun Hall had gloomy and terrified faces, and their eyes were full of unwillingness and panic.

"Retreat!"

With the roar of the black-robed man, the group of soul masters began to flee like frightened birds.

They were in a mess, some with torn clothes, some with bloodstains, and they ran towards the distance desperately.

One of the soul masters looked back from time to time while running, as if he was afraid that the pursuers would appear at any time to take his life.

His steps were disordered, and he almost fell several times, but he still insisted on running.

Another soul master used his soul power to speed up his speed, bringing a gust of wind, desperate to get to this place.

In the process of running away, they did not forget to shout and remind each other, and their voices were full of anxiety and fear. The surrounding trees and grass rustled under their frantic running, as if they were also laughing at their failure, and they could only grit their teeth and desperately look for a place to hide in this chaos and embarrassment.

In the room.

Bai Chenxiang, who was treating the White Crane tribe leader, heard the cheers of victory from the tribesmen outside the house.

The cheers were like surging waves, one after another, hitting Bai Chenxiang's heart.

Her heart was surging with waves, and tears filled her eyes.

"Dad! We won..."

"Our Minzhi clan won..."

Bai Chenxiang cried with joy and said to the White Crane Clan Leader. Her voice was crying and trembling slightly, with endless joy and excitement.

The White Crane Clan Leader, who was lying on the bed for treatment, vaguely heard Bai Chenxiang's trembling voice.

He tried to open his eyes, and his eyes, which were originally a little dim, now ignited a bright light.

He trembled and clenched his hands tightly.

He moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but because his body was still very weak, he could only make a weak sound.

Bai Chenxiang saw his father's reaction, hurriedly supported him, and whispered:

"Dad, you can rest assured to recover and have a good rest."

"We really won."

The White Crane Clan Leader nodded slightly, with a relieved smile on his face.

He slowly closed his eyes, and a tear gently slid down from the corner of his eyes.

At this time.

The cheers outside the house were still endless.

Bai Chenxiang walked to the window and opened it, letting the cheers of victory come into the room more clearly.

She saw the tribesmen cheering and jumping for joy in the square, some hugging each other, and some crying with joy.

Their faces were filled with the joy and pride of victory, as if this victory was the most precious gift in their lives.

While she was sighing.

She saw Zhuge Lan, wearing a blue soul master robe, smiling, walking slowly towards her.

The tears in Bai Chenxiang's eyes finally burst out.

She took a hurried step, like a wisp of light wind, and ran towards Zhuge Lan.

The moment she approached Zhuge Lan, she embraced him without hesitation, as if there was her most reassuring harbor.

At this moment, her heart was filled with endless gratitude and love.

This man who was called the head of sin in the entire Douluo Continent.

When he was most helpless, he was like a lighthouse in the dark, illuminating the way forward and giving himself and the clan hope.

Zhuge Lan's eyes were full of love. He gently hugged Bai Chenxiang, stroked her black and smooth hair, and patted her back gently.

He could feel the emotions in Bai Chenxiang's heart, and understood his importance in her heart.

He silently told himself in his heart that he must work harder to protect her in the future so that she would not be hurt again.

Bai Chenxiang raised her head, and the tears in her eyes sparkled with moving light in the sun.

Her face flushed slightly, with endless shyness and affection.

She slowly approached and gently kissed Zhuge Lan's lips.

It was a kiss full of affection and gratitude, as if time had stopped at this moment.

They hugged each other, lips pressed together, feeling each other's warmth and heartbeat, as if the whole world was left with only the two of them...

"What are you looking at! What's so good about it? It's not suitable for children, don't you know!"

"All disperse, all disperse!"

Just as they were immersed in this warm and sweet atmosphere, they were interrupted by Dugu Bo's rough scolding.

Zhuge Lan and Bai Chenxiang slowly let go of each other and looked in the direction of the noise.

It turned out that the courtyard was already surrounded by the people of the Min clan who stopped to watch.

Seeing the eyes around them that were either surprised, smiling, or blessed.

Bai Chenxiang was a little confused at first, when she realized the crowd around her.

Her face instantly turned red, like a ripe apple.

She lowered her head shyly, buried it in Zhuge Lan's chest, and covered her rosy face with her hands, not knowing how to face this sudden onlooker.

Zhuge Lan seemed much more generous, perhaps because he was used to this scene.

Then, he hugged Bai Chenxiang with his left hand, raised his right fist, and shouted excitedly:

"We won!"

The deafening cheers of the whole tribe rang out again, as if they were going to break through the clouds, letting the whole world hear the joy of their victory. (End of this chapter)