Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 142 Tyrone (1)

Dugu Bo's carefree look made Tang San a little speechless, remember, he was captured by Dugu Bo.Tang San did consider poisoning at the beginning, but it was just a thought.After all, the title Douluo who uses poison as his title can't underestimate the understanding of poison, although his poison is just a trivial matter to Tang San.

"Ahem, little monster, do you still have what you gave me last time? Give me some more." Dugu Bo coughed a few times, with a little embarrassment in his voice.

Tang San was taken aback: "Didn't you say you don't care about it?"

"The old man has never said such a thing! Little monster, did you remember wrongly?" Dugu Bo snorted coldly, hiding his embarrassment, and at the same time slightly threatened Tang San.He signaled Tang San not to expose himself in front of him.

Tang San shook his head speechlessly, but he didn't want to expose Dugu Bo's arrogance. On the moonlit night at the 24th bridge, he took out a small bottle and threw it to Dugu Bo: "Be careful with this thing, it's best not to get on your skin. Although Your strength is very strong, but it will still cause you a lot of trouble."

"I know, I know, it's long-winded." Dugu Bo caught the small bottle thrown by Tang San, turned around and left, even using his soul power, the speed was so fast, he disappeared before Tang San's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"You have a good relationship with this old man?" Yao Ling casually said while sitting on Tang San's shoulder.

"Old monster? The relationship is okay."

"Forgetting New Year's Eve?"

"You can say it. It's not appropriate for you to call him an old man, is it?" Tang San said flatly.

"Indeed, with an unshaven face, he looks very old." Yao Ling yawned, lay on Tang San's shoulder, propped his head with one hand and looked sideways at Tang San: "Hey, do you know How old am I, it's not too much to call him an old man, right?"

"You only look two or three years old." Tang San cast a glance at Yao Ling, and said lazily.

"Go, go, you are only two or three years old, and I am over a hundred thousand years old. It is not too much to call him an old man."

Shrek Academy Church.

Ma Hongjun lay listlessly on the table, listening to Shao Xin's lecture with his left ear in and his right ear out, his eyelids gradually drooping.

Shao Xin was talking in high spirits, when suddenly, a faint snoring sound came into Shao Xin's ears, the expression on his face froze suddenly, the hand holding the chalk suddenly squeezed hard, broke the chalk with a click, and looked at someone with a sullen face. In one direction, three words faintly came out of his mouth.

"Ma, Hong, Jun!"

Dai Mubai glanced at Ma Hongjun who was sleeping soundly, coughed lightly, and seeing that Ma Hongjun didn't respond at all, shrugged helplessly towards Shao Xin.

The tip of the chalk in Shao Xin's hand smashed hard on Ma Hongjun's head in an extremely elegant way.

Just dreamed that when an unbelievably beautiful beauty was waving at him, the beauty in front of him suddenly disappeared, and before he started feeling distressed, there was a pain in his head, which made Ma Hongjun instantly angry. Before he could get angry, a clever gaze shot at Ma Hongjun.

Time passed, and the time for one class passed quickly. Watching Shao Xin leave the classroom, Ma Hongjun sat down on the chair with a half-squatting body, and sighed: "Oh, it's better to let me die like this. gone."

"Fatty, isn't it good to have such a leisurely life?" Oscar squeezed the shoulder of the fat man, and then looked at Ma Hongjun with an extremely surprised look: "Don't tell me you want to have another devil training?"

The comfortable expression on Ma Hongjun's face suddenly froze, and he said embarrassingly: "Forget it, I think this kind of life is pretty good, at least I still keep my few pounds of fat."

"It is estimated that the fat on your body can only be kept for a few days. It is estimated that we will really start the devil training in a short time." Dai Mubai whistled towards a beautiful female classmate, casually road.

Ning Rongrong blinked her beautiful big eyes, and asked in confusion: "Boss Dai, why did you say that?"

"Because of the Continental Elite Competition." Dai Mubai leaned against the chair, narrowing his evil eyes slightly.

"With Xiaoling here, won't it be very easy to win the championship of the All-Continental Elite Competition?" Ma Hongjun stretched his sore legs and said.

"Could it be that you don't need to work hard because I participated in the competition with you?" Tang Ling's faint voice came to everyone's ears from far to near.

The sound of footsteps approaching from far to near, Dai Mubai and others turned their heads to look, and saw Tang Ling walking towards them holding Xiao Wu's hand.

Xiao Wu walked towards Ning Rongrong with her hands behind her back, and sat beside Ning Rongrong, with a happy smile on her face.

"Xiao Ling!" Oscar was the first to come to his senses, and gave Tang Ling a bear hug.

"You're awake." Dai Mubai smiled, patted Tang Ling's shoulder and said.

Tang Ling glanced at everyone, the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up slightly, and he nodded slightly.

The four boys were chatting together. Although Tang Ling didn't say much, he occasionally nodded in agreement.

As the class bell rang again, everyone returned to their seats, waiting for the teacher of this class to start the class.

This class is still the class of Food Department Soul Master Shao Xin. Before coming to the class, he glanced at the classroom with few people, nodded slightly to Tang Ling, and then continued to explain about food department soul masters on the battlefield. strengths and weaknesses.

Shao Xin's lectures were not lively. Among all the classmates, only Oscar and Tang Ling were listening carefully. Tang Ling was a studious person, otherwise he would not have been interested in various types of books since he was a child. He is a food-type soul master, and this knowledge has benefited him a lot from the mouth of a food-type soul master who is a six-ring battle soul emperor.

Sitting next to Tang Ling was Xiao Wu, and sitting not far behind them were two young men in their twenties. The two young men were talking in low voices, and one of them looked at Tang Ling's gaze. With fine awns.

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the two teenagers stood up and walked towards Tang Ling with a clear purpose.

Tang Ling lowered his head and recorded the key points Shao Xin said in class. As the light was blocked, Tang Ling frowned slightly, and looked at the boy standing in front of him.

Seeing Tang Ling's brows furrowed, Xiao Wu who was sitting next to Tang Ling immediately became angry, and the tenderness in her beautiful pink eyes disappeared immediately, raging anger ignited in her eyes, and she pointed at one of the burly youths with her right hand, sternly Said: "Aren't you idle and have nothing to do? Get out of here, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Being reprimanded by Xiao Wu in this way, the burly boy's face darkened immediately, he ignored Xiao Wu, and looked directly at Tang Ling who was looking at Xiao Wu in astonishment, and said coldly: "Don't you know that people are not allowed to sit next to Xiao Wu?" ?"

Tang Ling withdrew his gaze from looking at Xiao Wu, put the notebook in his hand into the drawer, patted Xiao Wu's hand, and looked at the burly young man indifferently.

The burly young man swallowed quietly under Tang Ling's gaze. For some reason, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart, but he was too embarrassed to admit his cowardice in front of Xiao Wu, and without speaking, he directly summoned own Wuhun.

(End of this chapter)