Douluo: Dominate from becoming a group pet

Chapter 72 I Was Too Scared
The master lay at the bottom of the ditch.

Jiang Clover and Tang San squatted by the side of the ditch.

The six eyes are opposite.

The dim moonlight shone from overhead, falling on the master's stiff face.

The moment he pushed the two out, he was stunned by the mandala snake's tail.

When the consciousness returned, it was already lying on the bottom of the ditch, unable to move.

At this time, seeing that the two children were safe and sound, he almost cried with joy.

However, when he thought of his embarrassing posture, his mood suddenly became complicated.

Tang San poked his head over and asked, "Teacher, where did you get hurt?"

Jiang Clover looked around, "Master, where is Sanpao?"

"San Pao is my martial soul, it has been taken back." The master held up half of his body with difficulty, and sat up.

Grinning, he squeezed out an ugly smile.

"Then can you still stand up now?" Tang San stretched out his hand towards him.

The master gritted his teeth tightly, slowly bent one leg, and kicked vigorously.

"Bang—" his back hit the dirt wall hard.

That muffled sound made Tang San and Jiang Clifford frown together.

"Master, I, I'll go down and ask you to belch..." Jiang Clifford looked down, sobbing.

Although this gully is not deep, it is surrounded by gravel and barbed vines.

This time, it must have been a hard fall.

"No need..." The master immediately shook his head and refused.

Lying embarrassingly in the ditch in front of his students is already very embarrassing.

How can a six-year-old girl take care of an adult in his 40s?
"Master, I'm a very strong hiccup, don't worry!" Jiang Clover said confidently.

"No need..." The master held his breath, and rushed forward, holding a grass vine tightly with both hands, and squeezed out three stubborn words from between his teeth.

"I! No! Nothing!"

"..." Looking at the grass and vines covered with tiny thorns, Jiang Alfalfa sucked in a breath of cool air.

Tang San supported his forehead, turned his head and said in a low voice, "Clover, help the teacher."

"Um... good."

"Slightly...gentle..." Tang San hastily reminded.

Jiang Clover nodded, grabbed the master's cuff with his small hands, and pulled him out like a green onion from the ground.

"Teacher..." Tang San stepped forward, supporting his wobbly body with his thin shoulders.

"No problem..." The master waved his hands, stabilized his figure, and asked, "Where's the mandala snake?"

"... "

Jiang Clover and Tang San looked at each other silently, neither of them spoke.

"Ditched by you...?" The master showed suspicion, "It shouldn't be..."

Once entangled by a ferocious soul beast like the Mandala Snake, it is almost impossible to get rid of it, unless...

"It's dead." Tang San said flatly.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Dead...?" The master's body shook slightly, he looked at Tang San and then at Jiang Clover in surprise, "Who hunted it down?"

"It's me, teacher." Tang San looked very natural, and said in a calm tone like stating the facts, "It caught up with me and Clover, and when it was about to bite us..."

"As soon as I was in a hurry, I pulled out the short sword you gave me..."

"Then, somehow, the mandala snake bit the dagger..."

"I was too scared to look at it..."

"It just died..."

With a serious and honest expression on Tang San's face, and a trace of doubt in his dark eyes, he looked at the master, "Teacher, is this mandala snake really three or four hundred years old?"

"Except for being a bit bigger... it doesn't seem to be that powerful..."

　Don. Open your eyes and talk nonsense. Three~~~
　　I may have some kind of disease, just like this kind of calm and nonsense? ? ? ?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)