My spirit in Douluo is a devil fruit tree
Chapter 79 Salas can't tear up the matter of sister Qi!
Chapter 79 Salas can't tear up the matter of sister Qi! (beep beep)
In the forest outside the training camp, Aobo did perform a cleanup task...
As night fell, all the students in the student dormitory were lying on the ground to rest. Although it was not very comfortable, it was much safer than outside.
The cold wind blows into the room through the gaps in the doors and windows, bringing a bit of chill. The students are not sleepy. What happened today is somewhat beyond their scope of thinking.
They were fine in the morning, but the life-and-death elimination began at night, which kept them in a state of tension.
but...
This didn't have much effect on the two people in Xiaoji Village. They leaned against the wall and rested with their eyes closed, as if they were still asleep.
In the other corner of the dormitory, Hu Liena was resting next to her brother Xieyue. Yan looked around from time to time. It seemed that they took turns to watch the night and rest in batches.
The rest of the students are similar to them, looking for a good relationship with them in twos and threes, or hugging and resting with strong ones.
The calm before the storm is always so beautiful.
Meng Xiao, leaning against the wall, looked at the students in the dormitory and secretly sighed.
No one knows... how long this tranquility will last.
Maybe a month?
Maybe a day?
Or maybe... the next second.
Meng Xiao smiled.
I don't know why, he was sleepy just now, but now he has some energy.
This feeling is particularly similar to the daily life of some contemporary youths. They feel drowsy during the day and want to sleep, but they are very energetic at night. They stay up until dawn, and then continue to feel sleepy during the day.
Meng Xiao analyzed that it might be due to a change of environment, and he didn't get used to it for a while.
call.
He took a long breath and looked out the window.
I don't know whether Wang Feng and the others can revive the tree planting group, and whether the old dean died of exhaustion on the aunt.
Gee tut.
When he thinks of Dean Notting, he has images of the dean surging on the aunt in his mind...
...
late at night.
The picture changed, and outside Notting College, an old man in a gorgeous dress looked at the gate of Notting Junior College and smiled.
"Hey! What are you doing!" The porter asked aloud when he noticed his presence.
He ignored it, just waved his hand casually, and a gust of wind blew past the gatehouse, flipping it 360 degrees, hitting the wall at the gate at super fast speed, the kind that couldn't be pulled off.
If there is a disagreement, it will be smashed.
"Could it be you?" The old man thought of a figure in his memory, his eyes became sharper, and then he was about to walk into the gate of Notting College with his hands behind his back.
"Saras, long time no see."
The old man was Salas who came to Notting College to check the situation at the Pope's request. Seeing him turn his head to look at the sky, Dean Notting had black wings growing from his back and flew in the air with a smile on his face.
"It really is you...Yang Han!" Salas said word by word, his eyes were very calm: "It seems...you have expected that I will come?"
"Well, I'm not sure." The dean shrugged: "But...it's much easier when you come."
"What do you mean?"
"I remember...you seem to owe me a favor." The dean said.
"So." Salas did owe him a favor.
"So... do me a favor." A gleam flashed in the dean's eyes, "Help me hide the news that I'm here..."
"This...is unlikely."
Salas refused without thinking.
Hearing his answer, the dean's eyes gradually became sharper: "So... we have to fight? Anyway, we are also colleagues in the past, so there is no need for such and such, and besides... I have saved your son life."
...
Salas was also thinking about whether to repay the favor and deceive the Pope, or to complete the task regardless of the favor.
As the cold wind blew, Salas also had an answer in his heart.
"It's impossible to hide it for you...but...you can continue to feign death..." Salas replied.
"Fake death?" The dean smiled, "As expected of you, there are so many evil ideas!"
Salas: …
"But I'm curious... knowing that we will come to catch you, why didn't you choose to run away?" Salas responded halfway through the sentence: "Are you doing it for...your apprentice?"
"Yeah." The dean didn't speak, but just nodded.
"Is it worth it? Taking such a big risk, if it's not me but Chrysanthemum Douluo or Ghost Douluo who came here today, your life will be lost." Salas said.
"It's worth it, he is my apprentice." The dean looked indifferent.
When Salas heard this answer, he was slightly taken aback, and a certain fragment in his memory slowly overlapped with the person in front of him.
"You are still so stubborn! Back then for a woman, now you have to be an apprentice!"
"I can't help it, I may be such a person." The dean shrugged.
"This favor... can be considered paid off! Find a place in a while, and put on a show." Salas was unable to persuade the dean.
"Thank you." The dean nodded.
instantly.
Five hundred miles east of the Hunting Soul Forest, several beams of light pierced the sky, and several giant spears condensed with black energy were inserted into the ground.
After a long time.
After the dust settled, the area for several miles was completely destroyed.
The dean has already left, leaving Salas alone, looking in the direction he was going away.
Hey, the former Platinum Bishop... has also fallen to the present situation?
Salas shook his head, expressing regret.
Recalling that battle that year, he is still deeply impressed now. The platinum bishop Yang Han broke with the Wuhun Palace because of a woman, was killed by several elders jointly, and died in Laolongpo. This is also a secret story of Wuhundian. The secret, few people know.
Looking at it now...he still kept a hand, Salas thought.
He had already suspended his death successfully so that he could spend his old age in peace, but now he appeared in the sight of Wuhun Hall for an apprentice.
Salas almost figured it out, the dean's purpose for doing this.
It is to pave the way for Meng Xiao, and to get on the Wuhun Temple with peace of mind.
The Pope will definitely suspect a child who suddenly rises from unknown origins, and will definitely investigate his life experience. The child is an orphan, and the only doubt is his master.
With Yang Han's death, this doubt is gone, and the child can grow safely in the Wuhun Hall.
However, what makes Salas so upset about Miss Qi is that Yang Han has done all this, is it really worth it?
Push a single copy of "Ou Shen's Lucky Daily"
The first!
(End of this chapter)
In the forest outside the training camp, Aobo did perform a cleanup task...
As night fell, all the students in the student dormitory were lying on the ground to rest. Although it was not very comfortable, it was much safer than outside.
The cold wind blows into the room through the gaps in the doors and windows, bringing a bit of chill. The students are not sleepy. What happened today is somewhat beyond their scope of thinking.
They were fine in the morning, but the life-and-death elimination began at night, which kept them in a state of tension.
but...
This didn't have much effect on the two people in Xiaoji Village. They leaned against the wall and rested with their eyes closed, as if they were still asleep.
In the other corner of the dormitory, Hu Liena was resting next to her brother Xieyue. Yan looked around from time to time. It seemed that they took turns to watch the night and rest in batches.
The rest of the students are similar to them, looking for a good relationship with them in twos and threes, or hugging and resting with strong ones.
The calm before the storm is always so beautiful.
Meng Xiao, leaning against the wall, looked at the students in the dormitory and secretly sighed.
No one knows... how long this tranquility will last.
Maybe a month?
Maybe a day?
Or maybe... the next second.
Meng Xiao smiled.
I don't know why, he was sleepy just now, but now he has some energy.
This feeling is particularly similar to the daily life of some contemporary youths. They feel drowsy during the day and want to sleep, but they are very energetic at night. They stay up until dawn, and then continue to feel sleepy during the day.
Meng Xiao analyzed that it might be due to a change of environment, and he didn't get used to it for a while.
call.
He took a long breath and looked out the window.
I don't know whether Wang Feng and the others can revive the tree planting group, and whether the old dean died of exhaustion on the aunt.
Gee tut.
When he thinks of Dean Notting, he has images of the dean surging on the aunt in his mind...
...
late at night.
The picture changed, and outside Notting College, an old man in a gorgeous dress looked at the gate of Notting Junior College and smiled.
"Hey! What are you doing!" The porter asked aloud when he noticed his presence.
He ignored it, just waved his hand casually, and a gust of wind blew past the gatehouse, flipping it 360 degrees, hitting the wall at the gate at super fast speed, the kind that couldn't be pulled off.
If there is a disagreement, it will be smashed.
"Could it be you?" The old man thought of a figure in his memory, his eyes became sharper, and then he was about to walk into the gate of Notting College with his hands behind his back.
"Saras, long time no see."
The old man was Salas who came to Notting College to check the situation at the Pope's request. Seeing him turn his head to look at the sky, Dean Notting had black wings growing from his back and flew in the air with a smile on his face.
"It really is you...Yang Han!" Salas said word by word, his eyes were very calm: "It seems...you have expected that I will come?"
"Well, I'm not sure." The dean shrugged: "But...it's much easier when you come."
"What do you mean?"
"I remember...you seem to owe me a favor." The dean said.
"So." Salas did owe him a favor.
"So... do me a favor." A gleam flashed in the dean's eyes, "Help me hide the news that I'm here..."
"This...is unlikely."
Salas refused without thinking.
Hearing his answer, the dean's eyes gradually became sharper: "So... we have to fight? Anyway, we are also colleagues in the past, so there is no need for such and such, and besides... I have saved your son life."
...
Salas was also thinking about whether to repay the favor and deceive the Pope, or to complete the task regardless of the favor.
As the cold wind blew, Salas also had an answer in his heart.
"It's impossible to hide it for you...but...you can continue to feign death..." Salas replied.
"Fake death?" The dean smiled, "As expected of you, there are so many evil ideas!"
Salas: …
"But I'm curious... knowing that we will come to catch you, why didn't you choose to run away?" Salas responded halfway through the sentence: "Are you doing it for...your apprentice?"
"Yeah." The dean didn't speak, but just nodded.
"Is it worth it? Taking such a big risk, if it's not me but Chrysanthemum Douluo or Ghost Douluo who came here today, your life will be lost." Salas said.
"It's worth it, he is my apprentice." The dean looked indifferent.
When Salas heard this answer, he was slightly taken aback, and a certain fragment in his memory slowly overlapped with the person in front of him.
"You are still so stubborn! Back then for a woman, now you have to be an apprentice!"
"I can't help it, I may be such a person." The dean shrugged.
"This favor... can be considered paid off! Find a place in a while, and put on a show." Salas was unable to persuade the dean.
"Thank you." The dean nodded.
instantly.
Five hundred miles east of the Hunting Soul Forest, several beams of light pierced the sky, and several giant spears condensed with black energy were inserted into the ground.
After a long time.
After the dust settled, the area for several miles was completely destroyed.
The dean has already left, leaving Salas alone, looking in the direction he was going away.
Hey, the former Platinum Bishop... has also fallen to the present situation?
Salas shook his head, expressing regret.
Recalling that battle that year, he is still deeply impressed now. The platinum bishop Yang Han broke with the Wuhun Palace because of a woman, was killed by several elders jointly, and died in Laolongpo. This is also a secret story of Wuhundian. The secret, few people know.
Looking at it now...he still kept a hand, Salas thought.
He had already suspended his death successfully so that he could spend his old age in peace, but now he appeared in the sight of Wuhun Hall for an apprentice.
Salas almost figured it out, the dean's purpose for doing this.
It is to pave the way for Meng Xiao, and to get on the Wuhun Temple with peace of mind.
The Pope will definitely suspect a child who suddenly rises from unknown origins, and will definitely investigate his life experience. The child is an orphan, and the only doubt is his master.
With Yang Han's death, this doubt is gone, and the child can grow safely in the Wuhun Hall.
However, what makes Salas so upset about Miss Qi is that Yang Han has done all this, is it really worth it?
Push a single copy of "Ou Shen's Lucky Daily"
The first!
(End of this chapter)
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