Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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A farce finally came to an end.

Commander Xiao led five hundred guards to greet Yang Ming. There was no smile on his bronze face, and he said with a sharp glance:

"I am waiting to be greeted by your majesty's order. Since you have been successfully released from prison, then I will retire first."

Leaving this sentence aside, Commander Xiao turned around and left without any hesitation. He seemed to owe a word here.

Seeing his leaving back, Yang Ming slightly narrowed his eyes, and a thoughtful look flashed between his eyes.

If he hadn't read it wrong before, this leader Xiao has been watching from the sidelines, it seems that he has already violated the order of the Great Xueye?

This person has a problem!

A broad palm rested on Yang Ming's shoulders, and at the same time a gentle middle-aged male voice came from his ear, pulling Yang Ming back from his contemplation:

"Don't look at it, there are some things that your age can't mix."

Yang Ming turned his head and looked around, and saw that the cheap father-in-law did not know when he came to him.

Although Yang Ming is in the dungeon of the Martial Spirit Temple, he has used the physique of the King of Dreamland to communicate with friends like Tang San and Dai Mubai through Dreamland. He knows that in the past few days, Ning Fengzhi has almost no harmony for his own affairs. After passing an eye, staying outside to investigate, let Yang Ming feel the long-lost warmth, and his heart is full of gratitude.

"Ok!"

Thousands of words were held back by Yang Ming, and he emphasized that he knew that he didn't need to say what he was grateful for, as long as he found a chance to repay the other party in the future.

Seeing that Yang Ming is so sensible, Ning Fengzhi was also very pleased, and slapped Yang Ming a few times on the shoulder as if he were inspired, and chuckled:

"You don't need to be nervous. They can't kill you today. I will report it to your majesty later. Although your Majesty is afraid to fight against the Elephant Armor Sect and Wind Sword Sect because of the fact that these forces are too big, he will at least beat them. I’m afraid they will all have to constrain and dare not do too much.”

"I know."

Yang Ming pretended to be a good student, but only he knew what he thought.

Yang Ming has always avenged his revenge. This time the attack on him by Wuhun Palace in conjunction with Elephant Armor Sect, Wind Sword Sect, and Fire Leopard Sect had already been cruelly remembered by him.

There are priorities. Yang Ming put the matter of revenge aside first, and then he has to improve his strength a little bit, and take a few days off by the way to relieve the sequelae caused by opening the Eight Door Dunjia.

"Well, you should also go back." Ning Fengzhi smiled and said: "Don't let the little friends who care about you continue to worry, go back to Shrek Academy."

When Ning Fengzhi mentioned Shrek Academy, a warm current flowed in Yang Ming's heart.

Inadvertently, Yang Ming had already regarded Shrek Academy as his other home. The faces of Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Oscar came to mind. Yang The corner of the mouth inadvertently evokes an arc.Look at www.khshu.com

"It's time to go back."

After a sigh, Yang Ming bid farewell to Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, and Jian Douluo Chenxin, especially Jian Douluo Chenxin. Yang Ming is very grateful, thanks to him guarding outside the dungeon these days, if It wasn't that he was there, the Spirit Hall couldn't use poison or other methods to murder Yang Ming, I'm afraid Yang Ming would have died in the dungeon long ago.

For Yang Ming's thanks, Jian Douluo Chenxin's response was plain.

Perhaps this is the legendary master style.

Yang Ming turned and left. Along the way, many people were seen collapsed on the ground unconscious. These were the melon-eating people who had been affected by the fighting just now.

Regarding these people, Yang Ming shook his head and did not help them. Knowing that the battle between soul masters is extremely dangerous, he actually came to watch. This is already a category where you can't die if you don't die. Yang Ming and them don't know each other. It's not a Virgin. Naturally, they won't waste time on them. Anyway, after a while, someone from the city guards will come to clean up the mess.

Poison Douluo Dugu Bo did not go with Yang Ming, but has been hiding around, secretly protecting Yang Ming. With Yang Ming’s current weak state after opening the Eight Door Dunjia, he can’t find where Dugu Bo is hiding at all, so he has to let it go. It.

Crossing the Empire Avenue, crossing the river-crossing bridge, and turning around the corners, Yang Ming walked out of the "Fifth Ring" city circle of the Empire and came to the area where Shrek Academy was located.

This is the university area, a lot less noisy, a little more quiet.

The tidy roads, the lush street trees, the occasional innocent and romantic elementary school girls, and the young soul masters chasing each other, the exhaustion caused by the fight just now was relieved in the laughter.

Yang Ming rubbed his painful temples, with a smile on his mouth, came to the gate of Shrek Academy.

"You are..." The door guard opened his mouth and held back his words.

As a star student of Shrek Academy, Yang Ming's experience in the past three days is legendary, but since the truth of Feng Xiaotian's death has not been made public, everyone generally thinks that Yang Ming is still the murderer.

Yang Ming nodded to the guard and stepped into the academy on his own initiative.

A tangled look flashed in the guard's eyes, after all, he didn't stop him.

It is now the time for class and the competition time for the Elite Contest of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy. Yang Ming walked along the green trails, basically not seeing anyone. Only the sanitation workers were working hard, picking up the fallen leaves on the road.

Yang Ming originally wanted to go back to the dormitory to take a good rest, but when he passed a pavilion near an artificial lake, a surprised voice stopped him.

"Huh? Yang Ming, when are you coming back?"

Before Yang Ming turned his head and looked around, he saw a dark shadow coming from the corner of his eyes, and at the same time there was a burst of good smelling perfume.

Before Yang Ming could react, the visitor took Yang Ming tightly into his arms. Due to the height difference between the two sides and the other standing on the pavilion stairs, he took Yang Ming’s head into his arms. The face was directly attached to a piece of softness, and Yang Ming was almost suffocated by the turbulent waves.

Yang Ming finally broke free from the other's arms, and saw a beautiful woman looking at him with a narrow expression in her beautiful eyes, with a helpless expression on her face, and said:

"Vice President Liu Erlong, what are you doing? If you are seen by someone who is unknown, you think we have a strange relationship."

"What?" Liu Erlong came to Yang Ming Shi Shiran, perhaps because he walked down the pavilion stairs, a pair of papaya dangled in a stunning arc, a slender index finger raised Yang Ming's chin. Beautiful lips squeezed out an inexplicable smile, and exhaled at Yang Ming: "Little guy, are you despising me?"