Douluo: Fengyao, the God of War, starts with Liu Erlong

After a while.

Feng Yao returned to the place where Xiao Wu had been placed before and his eyes found Xiao Wu's figure. Feng Yao untied the flash on his back in mid-air and fell from the air.

Sonorous——

The sound of armor scraping against the ground suddenly sounded. Xiao Wu, who turned her back to Feng Yao and secretly gasped for air, had an inexplicable look on her face, startled.

She turned her head in a panic, and when she saw it was Feng Yao, her expression became even more nervous.

Feng Yao's expression condensed when he saw this, "You..."

But as soon as Feng Yao said a word, Xiao Wu backed away, waved his hands, and shook his head without clearing his mind and said: "I didn't see you beating Tang San's teacher, no..."

After saying the words, Xiao Wu immediately lowered his head and his face turned red.

"You know this matter and I know it. If anyone else knows that this matter is related to me, I will..." Feng Yao walked up to Xiao Wu, put his fist in Xiao Wu's sight, and squeezed it. Sound.

"I didn't have this idea. You think I rarely know about it!" Xiao Wu said pretending to be calm.

At this moment, Xiao Wu suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, and moved his face slightly closer to Feng Yao, smiling slyly: "Feng Yao, you don't want others to know that Yu Xiaogang was beaten by you, right? "

Feng Yao tilted his head when he heard this, his face full of confusion and confusion.

Isn't this Xiao Wu also a time traveler?

Now it's obvious that I'm threatening you, okay? I won't be able to fix your sudden infection.

Feng Yao gently slapped Xiao Wu on the head and said with fierce eyes: "How dare you threaten me?"

After a while.

Xiao Wu walked in front, rubbing her buttocks with a sad look on her face.

Unexpectedly, I just took a look, ran back in time, and was discovered.

Feng Yao followed behind silently, with a wooden stick in his hand.

……

In the evening, the setting sun gradually sets in the west, and the afterglow fills the earth. The sky was dyed with a touch of orange-red warmth, as if the whole world was covered with a golden cloak.

"Hey, Feng Yao, can you please find out more next time before coming out?"

On the streets of Notting City, Feng Yao, who had a helpless look on his face, heard Xiao Wu's resentful words behind him and said in a depressed voice, "How did I know that there would be no Great Soul Fighting Arena in Notting City?"

"Only the main city can have such a thing as the Great Soul Fighting Arena, and I only know about it!"

"I don't care, you wasted my whole afternoon, you have to make it up to me!" Xiao Wu raised her head and said unreasonably.

"Please, I didn't ask you to follow me?" Feng Yao spread his hands and didn't want to buy it.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu's face showed a cunning look, and she rushed towards Feng Yao.

"Don't make trouble!"

Feng Yao frowned and dodged quickly to prevent Xiao Wu from getting a chance to stick to him and stalk him.

The two quickly walked to the gate of Notting City College.

Feng Yao, who had lost the goal of the Great Soul Fighting Arena, no longer wanted to use Flash to rush on his way.

As soon as Feng Yao and Xiao Wu returned to the academy, they saw Tang San leading Wang Sheng and others hurriedly walking towards this side, followed by a teacher.

Feng Yao had met that teacher, he was a great healing soul master in the college.

"Hurry up!"

"Hurry up!" Tang San ran at the front, leading everyone towards the entrance of the academy.

Feng Yao walked away silently. He had already guessed why Tang San and his group were so anxious and where they were going.

If nothing goes as expected, Tang San should have discovered Yu Xiaogang's tragic situation, and naturally he didn't want to get involved.

But Xiao Wu was different. She liked liveliness by nature, so she thought something important had happened and there was a good show to watch. She quickly walked over, stopped Wang Sheng and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Sister Xiaowu!?"

Wang Sheng glanced at Tang San and saw that he had no intention of stopping him, so he leaned closer and whispered: "Just now Tang San told me that he found his teacher Yu Xiaogang being beaten up in an alley. Dun, now he is seriously injured and unconscious..."

"I really don't know who it is, but he dares to beat up a great soul master in public. He really doesn't take the Notting City patrol guards seriously. It's so arrogant!"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes widened, looking incredulous, but she still felt uneasy in her heart.

Feng Yao, who was not far away, saw Xiao Wu's appearance, and his expression became a little incomprehensible. He also heard Wang Sheng's words and sighed in his heart: "Can Tang San encounter this? Is it such a coincidence?"

"And this Xiao Wu, is he so good at acting?"

After Xiao Wu asked clearly, she stopped blocking the road and let Wang Sheng leave.

"Little dance!"

Feng Yao's faint voice brought Xiao Wu back to her senses. She raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and she happened to be looking at Feng Yao.

"Don't worry, I won't be shy about saying it, huh..."

Xiao Wu turned her head, walked past Feng Yao as if she was angry, and left straight away.

night.

In Yu Xiaogang's room.

At this time, Yu Xiaogang was lying on the bed wailing, Tang San was sitting beside the bed with an extremely ugly expression, and there were also the academy's dean, Blake, and the great healing soul master that Feng Yao had seen during the day.

"Teacher Yan, how is Xiaogang's health??" Dean Black looked at the great healing soul master and asked.

Teacher Yan sighed, put away his martial soul 'Healing Scepter', shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "Dean, I'm sorry for my incompetence, the master has been broken, and now such a long time has passed. Due to the lack of time, the treatment was not very timely, and the yolk may have fallen apart!"

"I can at most help Master heal most of his injuries, but for the rest, I can't do anything..."

Seeing this, Dean Black frowned deeply.

Yu Xiaogang, who was still looking at Teacher Yan expectantly, felt a burst of despair when he saw this. In despair, he yelled at Teacher Yan: "This is impossible! You are lying, right? You must be lying!" "

"My brothers haven't used it on "them" yet, how could it be useless?"

"You bastard, useless, quack, I'll kill you!"

Yu Xiaogang was like the incarnation of a fierce ghost. Regardless of his injuries, he raised his hand to grab Teacher Yan.

Tang San also had a cold expression on his face, staring at Teacher Yan with cold eyes.

Teacher Yan was caught off guard by what suddenly happened in front of him, but he still relied on his instinctive reaction to dodge and kicked him out.

"what……"

Yu Xiaogang let out a scream and collapsed on the bed. His whole body was weak, his eyes were empty and full of despair, but he suddenly started coughing continuously.

As he coughed, Dean Black's ugly face became even more gloomy.

"Teacher Yan, don't be angry, Xiaogang was also impulsive..."

"Humph!"

After all, the person speaking in front of him was still his boss. Teacher Yan did not dare to blame Yu Xiaogang anymore. He snorted coldly, bowed his hand to Dean Black, turned around and left Yu Xiaogang's room.

"Ugh……"

The room fell silent for a while, with only Dean Black's sigh left.

"Xiao Gang... please show your condolences!"