Chapter 338: You Can Be Your Bride
"Ahhhh The earthquake made the trees and flowers tremble.
This was the first time Tang Meng needed to use all his strength. The whole person was an ordinary tense bowstring, and he needed catharsis, so he couldn't help but roar.
The part of the sword that was inserted in the ground trembled even more, and it got up, and the sword body began to gradually unearth. Every time there were big beads of sweat on Tang Meng's forehead, every minute and second was consuming Tang Meng's strength with all his strength, and this sword was like a bottomless pit, devouring Tang Meng's physical strength. I don't know how long it took......
With a "bang", the giant sword was finally completely pulled out by Tang Meng, Tang Meng held the heavy sword in his hand, and took several steps back before stabilizing his figure.
Tang Meng gasped and knelt on one knee, his strength had almost been drained, he released the hilt of his sword, and used his true qi to recover his lost physical strength.
"Finally, pull it out. Tang Meng said.
Then he looked at the deep crack in front of him, and couldn't help but feel that the degree to which this heavy sword was inserted into the ground was deep enough, no wonder it took so much effort to take out the sword, and now he was looking at it, this sword was not more than one person tall at all, this was a heavy sword with a sword body at least 3 meters long.
After the True Qi circulated for a long time, Tang Meng's physical cultivation recovered, and the pain in his wrist also recovered. So he took the knight's heavy sword again, and since it was not stuck in the ground, he lifted it with great difficulty, but put it down again, it was too heavy.
Tang Meng gritted his teeth, raised the sword again, raised it above his head, and slashed it hard, but the acceleration made him almost lose control of the hilt of the sword, and finally managed to retract it, but the strength of his whole body was gone.
There was no way, Tang Meng had to let go of the sword and use the True Qi again to achieve the purpose of quickly recovering his physical strength.
"Swing your sword twenty times, and each time you have to use up all your strength, then you may not be able to assemble at six o'clock. Tang Meng muttered to himself.
"Uncle, I'm here, what are you doing sitting on the ground?" said little Oak, coming out of the deep woods.
"Little Oak, what are you doing here? No, how did you find this?" Tang Meng was a little skeptical.
"Because I have a good nose. Saying that, Little Oak sniffled, and then looked at Tang Meng innocently.
"Okay, hurry back to the Knight's House, it's not good to be seen. Tang Meng stepped forward as he spoke, touching Little Oak's hair.
Little Oak closed his eyes with great enjoyment, and then said, "Is Uncle training in any way?"
"Yes, hey......" Tang Meng said with a sigh, "I want to swing the sword twenty times, but the sword is too heavy." ”
Xiao Oak opened his big eyes, slowly walked to the knight's iron sword that Tang Meng had worked hard to pull, and touched the sword body curiously, but the sword did not shake at all.
"Be careful. Tang Meng walked over, wanting to stop Little Oak from continuing to make this heavy sword, in case it was pressed down and pressed to Little Oak, it would be miserable.
As a result, something happened that made Tang Meng speechless, Xiao Oak jumped up, gently grasped the hilt of the heavy sword with her immature little hand, and held the heavy sword firmly in her hand.
A cat-eared Lori, holding a knight's giant sword more than three meters long, looks weird, but at the same time it is inexplicably cute. Could it be that this is the contrast cute?
Tang Meng then remembered that Xiao Oak's body was a demonic beast white tiger, and Xiao Oak had also shown her agility before, but he didn't expect the strength to be so strong.
"Uncle thinks this sword is heavy? It may have been a bit heavy before, but now I don't think it's heavy. Little Oak said, tossing the knight's heavy sword around, and it felt like a toy in Little Oak's hands.
"Before you say that?" Tang Meng asked suspiciously.
"Yes, I may not have been able to hold it for the first few months, but after daily hunting, I can already hold this greatsword. Hey, hey, is Little Oak powerful?" Little Oak asked happily as he dropped his sword.
Tang Meng praised her, and then at the same time understood that Xiao Oak's small body hides a huge strength, and she seems to be cute and has terrible growth potential.
"Let's go, uncle. I bought a bunch of snacks in the room too. Little Oak tugged at the corner of Tang Meng's clothes and said in a cute voice.
Tang Meng shook his head and let Little Oak leave. As a result, Xiao Oak pouted, and always felt that without Tang Meng's presence, nothing would be delicious. So Little Oak chose a clean place to sit down and looked at Tang Meng quietly with his amber pupils.
Tang Meng held the sword again, but it was the same difficulty again, and he finally swung a sword again with all his strength. Let go of the hilt of the sword and use the true qi to recover again, but because of the time problem, Tang Meng couldn't wait for the true qi to fully recover his strength every time he went to swing the sword again, which was really uncomfortable every time.
Little Oak tilted her head, looking at her uncle's behavior, which she thought was meaningless.
"Hah...... Ha...... Ha...... Ha ......" Tang Meng gasped and fell to his knees.
True Qi was running wildly, and Tang Meng finally swung his sword twenty times. He now feels like he's having trouble moving his fingers.
"What's wrong with you, uncle?" called Little Oak anxiously.
Then Xiao Oak hurriedly ran over, feeling that Tang Meng was just out of strength, so she was a little relieved.
Tang Meng closed his eyes, he didn't even have the strength to speak, he just wanted to hurry, hurry up and run the true qi. As a result, he found that the operation of the true qi in his body had accelerated a little under the pressure of this training, and this kind of hard work and cultivation benefited Tang Meng a lot. Every little bit of acceleration of True Qi means that it can give people more time to cultivate, and True Qi will reach the place where it needs to be used faster than others. It can be said that what can distinguish people at the same level is the speed of true qi!
Tang Meng, who finally closed his eyes, recovered his body and was about to sit up, but he felt that his body was pressed by something. And something soft and moist seems to be moving on the face?
Tang Meng opened his eyes, and it turned out to be Xiao Oak lying on top of him, like a kitten, stretching out his fragrant tongue, slowly licking his face, not daring to miss it at all, as if he was completing some sacred ritual.
"What are you doing?" Tang Meng was very embarrassed.
Little Oak was wearing a white sleeveless knee-length skirt at the moment, lying on Tang Meng's body, his slender and slender legs clamped Tang Meng's waist, and he could feel the touch of white stockings. All kinds of temptations for ordinary people have long been beastly, but fortunately, Tang Meng controlled himself.
"Ah, it's so good that Uncle is finally awake. I couldn't call you any matter how I called it just now, so I used this method that our family had passed down from our ancestors. Little Oak said, staring at Tang Meng with big innocent eyes, as if he was saying something he was used to.
Tang Meng asked Little Oak to stand up, then he sat up again, he pondered for a while, and then said cautiously: "Little Oak, sometimes you are in human form, so you have to consider that men and women can't get too close to each other. ”
Little Oak thought for a while and felt that he couldn't think of it, so he threw himself into Tang Meng's arms again.
"I don't understand, anyway, my uncle is awake. As he spoke, Little Oak rubbed Tang Meng's chest with his face.
Tang Meng sighed, it doesn't matter if you don't understand this, isn't it good to just like this? Just treat her as a pet.
"I like uncle, the kind of like that can be an uncle's bride!" said Xiao Oak softly in Tang Meng's ear.
Before Tang Meng could react, Little Oak kissed Tang Meng on the cheek.