Chapter 114: Still human? (six) (2/2)
Tang San ate the grilled sausage, and a pair of transparent wings that looked like butterfly spots appeared behind him and flew out directly.
”Teacher Zhao, I'm sorry, I can't go! I'm going to find Brother Feng and Xiao Wu. Even if I die, I will see the body with my own eyes! I'm sorry!”
Tang San flew out after speaking!
”I also need to go!”
Ning Rongrong walked to Oscar's side, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda of Martial Spirit rose directly, adding status to Tang San, and then adding status to himself.
However, she was obviously a step slower and was directly blocked by Zao Wou-ki.
”Making a fool! What a fool...”
Zao Wou-ki sighed as he looked at the stubborn Ning Rongrong and everyone.
”Teacher Zhao, Tang San said just now that he can't persuade him to leave like this. I don't think I can.”
Oscar stood up and said.
”Teacher, Oscar is right. We can't even tell that we just left.”
Dai Mubai also stood up.
”Yes, Wang Feng was arrested in order to protect us. If we leave like this, are we still human?”
Ma Hongjun stepped forward.
Zhu Zhuqing did not speak but stood up directly.
”Forget it! Forget it!”
Zao Wou-ki cursed, ”It's really a bunch of little boys who don't know how high and how high and how thick, you can't be afraid of death, then look for it! If you can't find it, let's bury it together. Is this all right?”
”Oscar, quickly get your sausage out!”
Everyone was slightly taken aback.
Just as Oscar took out the sausage.
In the distance, a sword light cut through the night and fell in front of everyone.
A faint voice sounded:
”Finally found you! You are Zao Wou-Ki? Hurry up, call out the kid named Wang Feng!”
The sudden sound stunned everyone in an instant.
I saw in the distance, an old man dressed in white clothes with a childlike face, stepping on a sword, and falling into the distance like a crowd of gods.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong was taken aback, and the surprise in her eyes suddenly magnified. She ran over, holding the old man crying and said:
”Grandpa Jian, you, why are you here!”
”Grandpa Jian? Title Douluo?” Zao Wuji's pupils shrank.
Sword Douluo looked at Ning Rongrong who was crying, with a calm face, and instantly furious:
”Rongrong, why are you crying again? Tell you, who bullied you? Isn't it the kid named Wang Feng again! Don't worry, grandpa came today to help you out. He even dared to kick you, today I will tie ~ and let you kick it enough!”
Sword Douluo was so angry, seeing Rongrong, who was usually so precious at this time, crying so much that it rained with pear blossoms, and he couldn't stop his liver pain.
What a bastard!
After speaking, nine spirit rings lit up on Sword Douluo!
Two yellow, two purple, five black! Stunned the audience!
”...” Everyone.
Titled Douluo?
”Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...”
Dai Mubai whispered. As the prince of the Star Luo Empire, he could still guess it.
But wait, when did Wang Feng kick Ning Rongrong?
”You are, under the dust?” Zao Wou-ki asked tentatively, poking his head.