Douluo's first poisonous milk

Compared to the Xie Yue brother and sister who immediately returned to their respective rooms to recover their soul power after returning to their residence, Xiao Qi, Xiao Ba and Yan Yinyin were much more relaxed.

Although they lost the opportunity to show off their skills in the competition, there must be gains for every loss!

From the moment they sat on the bench, the three of them felt more relaxed than ever before.

In Fan Tong's words, you can eat a few more bowls of rice...

Spare tires are always useful only when needed. At this time, the main members of the team are not injured or unwell, so they are obviously not needed as substitutes.

So much so that the three of them felt like they had nothing to do for a while!

Not long after returning to their residence, the young couple Xiaoqi and Xiaoba left together, and they didn't know where they went on a date.

The two of them didn't care, but even Yan Yinyin was called away by that bastard Xing from Zangfang.

As a result, Yan, the only one in the golden generation who did not need to recover his soul power, could only hang out with the three Pingtou brothers.

It's not that he didn't want to play with Fan Tong, it was just that soon after the three substitutes left, Fan Tong was also called away by Bishop Fang Xinrou!

It’s as if no one has a date, huh~

With such a mood, Fan Tong turned around and glanced at the three Pingtou brothers and Yan and the others who were standing there with a hint of pity.

How come there were only a few of them left in the ten-person team that was neatly organized just now?

The four people stared at each other, with men on the left and right, and the atmosphere gradually became more subtle...

Under the sad eyes of several people, Fan Tong turned around gracefully, waved his sleeves, and decisively abandoned his former comrades without taking away a single cloud, and jogged two steps to catch up with Xin Rou in front of him.

Play to play, to make trouble.

However, there are still many doubts in Fan Tong's heart. What would Bishop Fang Xinrou do to him?Could it be that Pope Bibi Dong, whom he had a great conversation with last time, was looking for him?

With doubts, Fan Tong finally couldn't help but ask after walking for a while.

"Bishop Fang, what do you want from me?"

Hearing Fan Tong finally speak, Fang Xinrou turned around and gave him a funny look, thinking that this little guy really couldn't hold back his curiosity, and she didn't see any pause. As she walked, she explained softly with a smile.

"It's not that I have anything to do with you, I'm just a messenger and a guide!"

Fang Xinrou did not confront Fang Fan Tong's problem, but temporarily let it go. At the same time, she did not forget to tease herself. At the end of the sentence, even she couldn't help but laugh.

Isn't it?

Since Fan Tong and his team were formally established, the other party was arranged by Pope Bibi Dong to accompany them. This was fine, but they were required not to participate in the tactics and personnel arrangements among the team members.

After going back and forth, she basically had nothing else to do during this period besides passing on the news!

Fortunately, Fang Xinrou herself is not a strong person, so Bibi Dong's arrangement did not have any negative impact on her, and she was actually enjoying herself...

It's like taking a paid vacation, and the mentality is very good!

Hearing what Fang Xinrou said, Fan Tongyi didn't know how to answer the question, so he could only smile awkwardly and said nothing more.

Not long after, under the leadership of Fang Xinrou, the two of them arrived at a small reception room, and Fan Tong finally saw the person who was looking for him.

"Brother Zhang?"

The person who came was none other than one of the guards of the large spirit fighting arena in the east of Wuhun City, and he was also a subordinate of his uncle Wang Meng.

After seeing that Fan Tong did know him, Fang Xinrou felt relieved, said hello and turned to leave.

After she left, there was no restraint, and the true nature of "Brother Zhang" was immediately revealed. He grinned widely, giggled a few times, and then started talking excitedly.

"Xiao Fan Tong, you have great potential now!

You have quietly become a main member of the Wuhun Palace representative team. Let me tell you, you are now famous among us..."

Although "Brother Zhang" was talking there with saliva flying around and looking very excited, Fan Tong didn't listen much.

When the other party called out that title, Fan Tong felt completely uncomfortable. How could he care to listen to what the other party had to say?

Rubbing his temples with a headache, Fan Tong simply interrupted the other party and said.

"Okay, Brother Zhang, please stop for a moment. Let me ask you, it was Uncle Wang who asked you to come to me. Did something happen over there?"

Fan Tong knew very well that Brother Zhang would definitely not come to him on his own. Although the two parties knew each other, their relationship was not that good yet.

So he dared to conclude that Wang Meng had come to bring something to Fang!

However, Gu Fantong's understanding of Wang Meng was that this guy was very rough. He usually didn't even show the most basic concern to him, let alone asking for help.

It's not that Wang Meng treats him badly, but that in the other person's mind, there is no such function at all...

Fan Tong has already realized this.

I still remember that when he first agreed to join Wuhun Hall, the other party was in a hurry to report to his superiors, and actually left him, who was only six years old at the time, alone in the hall of Wuhun Hall.

It was the same this time. He represented Wuhun Palace in such a big event as the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. As a member of the same system, Wang Meng had definitely heard some news a long time ago.

Isn’t this still without a word of condolences or concern?

Just like this, but now he sent someone to find him, Fan Tong immediately thought of something bad...

Hearing Fan Tong's slightly hasty words, Brother Zhang, who was interrupted, was obviously stunned. It took him a long time to react and said hurriedly.

"It's okay, don't worry, nothing happened!

Inspector Wang just asked me to give you a message, saying that he wants you to go to his place if you are free, but there is no rush, just don't delay the game! "

"Uncle Wang didn't say what happened?"

"You didn't tell me this."

After understanding the purpose of the other party's coming to him, Fan Tong frowned subconsciously.

Although the other party said that it was nothing urgent, he was still uneasy because this was really not like Wang Meng's usual style.

What he was afraid of was that Wang Meng obviously wanted to see him for something urgent, but he was afraid of delaying his game so he lied and said he was not in a hurry.

Thinking of this, Fan Tong stopped delaying and ran away in the direction he came from after saying a few words.

"Don't move around here, I'll go buy it... and come back as soon as you go!"

After all, it is still during the competition. As a participating team member, Fan Tong and the others are not allowed to go out at will without reporting. If he wants to leave, he must first report his whereabouts to Bishop Fang Xinrou.

After running wildly for a while

Fan Tong quickly caught up with Fang Xinrou, who had just left. After explaining the situation to him, he returned to the reception room and left the Pope's Palace with Brother Zhang.

Fan Tong, who was full of thoughts, did not notice that shortly after he left the Pope's Palace, a sneaky figure quietly followed him up.