Ancient holy beasts in the wealthy

The flags on the side of the arena fluttered, and the melodious music became intense as the athletes entered the arena.

The wonderful [-]-meter sprint field made the audience lean forward, scream loudly, and looked at the shuttle figure with hot eyes.

"Come on! Come on! Come on, School of Economics and Management!"

"Overtake him! The English Academy overtakes him! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The gongs and drums were loud, the students waved their flags and shouted, and the audience on the stage burst into strong and eager calls.

Xin Zhu took out her mobile phone and looked at it, it was calm and nothing happened.

The brows could not help but frown.

Bai Ze seemed to have fallen asleep in the noisy environment, lying on his back on the chair, like a dead body.

The girl host peeked several times, but she still had an expression that was hard to explain and couldn't bear to look directly at.

Such a handsome man, why is he so unkempt.

Xin Zhu was self-contained, standing in front of the railing, quietly watching the hustle and bustle of the sports meeting, suddenly it felt like chewing wax, it was tasteless.

A certain corner of the apex of my heart collapsed, as if something should have been filled but hollowed out, empty.

The broadcast announces that the shot put athletes go to the inspection office for inspection.

Squinting his eyes and looking around, Xin Zhu took off his light blue coat and walked down the rostrum wearing a bright yellow T-shirt.

"Hey, it's our time, get up!" The relatives and friends cheered and stood up, quickly changing clothes and weapons.

They tore off their coats to reveal the support T-shirts inside, which are the same style as Xin Zhu, but the pattern on their chests is "the strongest fire in the heart" and a pinch of flames.

The group of relatives and friends are all handsome men and beautiful women, and they walked into the venue like a group of little yellow chickens, which was particularly spectacular.

The picture is so eye-catching that it almost makes people think it is a performance.

"Eh, what is that?"

"Is it a large-scale performance? Like a group of ducklings, hahahaha, hey, hiss, wait a minute, that seems to be Qin Rong Qin Best Actor!"

"Show me the binoculars, no way, are you seeing it wrong?"

"That's right! And Chu Xiaomao!!!"

"I heard that the owner of Quanshan is a student of our school. I didn't feel it before, but now..."

"I want to watch it too! I fucking saw a living star!"

The students realized something was wrong, and cheered like a tsunami, deafening: "Ah, it's my idol!!"

Covering his face, the principal's mouth twitched.

Bai Ze took off the blindfold, looked down from the gap, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually deepened.

The principal tentatively said: "Chairman, this..."

Bai Ze pointed to the exposed collar, the yellow Chengcheng T-shirt of the same style as the group of relatives and friends, the meaning is self-evident: please pay attention to your words.

The words that almost spilled out were swirled on the tip of the tongue and swallowed, and the principal flattered him flatteringly.

After taking off the breath-holding kit, Hong Yan and Zhang Yuhao couldn't hide their identities at all.

After a while, exciting news spread throughout the stadium.

The students were pleasantly surprised, and they gathered wave after wave at the Little Yellow Chicken relatives and friends group, for fear that they would not be able to occupy a good seat if it was too late.

Those at a loss followed suit out of a herd mentality.

Xin Zhu walked to the inspection office, and was just about to speak, when a strange scream came from his ear.

"Ahh! It's Xinzhu! So beautiful!"

"It turned out to be him!"

"Fuck! What is that group behind you?! Is it Qin Rong???"

Frowning dissatisfied, Xin Zhu rubbed his brow in labor pain, tapped the table with his fingertips, "Teacher, I'll do the inspection."

"Uh, classmate, what are you checking for?" The checking teacher was stunned for a moment.

Isn't this little classmate the boy who went to the wrong class two days ago?

He originally participated in the shot put competition?

Standing among the thick students, Xin Zhu is unique, with a slender figure under the lining, not at all like a shot putter.

The inspection teacher knew it well, guessed that he had made a mistake, and pointed to the next door: "The high jump is inspected over there."

Xin Zhu raised her brows slightly, stood around her chest, her aura spread unconsciously.

The students who were screaming in surprise also gradually subsided.

The aura is too strong.Facing the eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, the students who have not yet stepped into the society shrink back and dare not make mistakes.

Xin Zhu was satisfied with the brief silence created, and said, "It's the shot put event."

The inspection teacher was stunned.

The next second he was relieved, maybe they were students from the language school, there were very few boys like Bao'er, and it was normal for each sports meeting to shoulder heavy responsibilities.

The inspection teacher wanted to be transparent, so he happily inspected him, "It's fine, we can compete later."

Xin Zhu gave a "hmm" and said, "Thank you."

The inspection teacher smiled and waved his hand, wanting to call the next one, but was knocked on the table again.

He raised his eyes in doubt, and the handsome boy said solemnly: "Teacher, pay attention to the safety of working at heights, and remember to check the tightness of the shoelaces."

Xin Zhu found a dark cloud over the inspection teacher's head, and guessed that he had been contaminated with something dirty and was rubbed against him.

The influence of bad luck is different, and it is closely related to the luck of human beings.

If you are entangled in bad luck and your luck is low, you will lose money at least, and you will die at worst.

People with strong luck will only trip or lose a lighter, and minor accidents will happen, and bad luck will not make waves.

The teacher's luck is not very strong, and he may be injured.

Xin Zhu earnestly reminded the physical education teacher to click. Although the alarmist words were alarmist, she was instinctively vigilant.

The physical education teacher smiled and said that he knew and would pay attention.

Xin Zhu turned around with satisfaction.

At some point, the little yellow chickens surrounded him, and the students were pushed to the edge one by one.

Baby Pixiu waved a small flag engraved with the | Heart Fire logo, and cheered up with a smile: "Boss, boss, boss, boss!"

Say the important thing three times.

The group of relatives and friends are uniformly dressed, with two flags in their hands, waving back and forth: "Come on."

Xin Zhu: "..."

"Pfft" laughed, and the haze caused by Yan Youjiu dissipated in my heart: "Well, I will."

Baby Pixiu covered his mouth and snickered: "Boss, don't worry, just throw it hard!"

Xin Zhu nodded and walked to the shot put field.

The students looked at the most powerful group of relatives and friends in history with complicated eyes and couldn't help but feel great pressure.

I always feel that this group of people is using their thoughts to control their souls and suppressing their strength with crowd tactics.

Xin Zhu stood aside and observed each contestant's actions and results, and slowly calculated in his heart to give Qinglong an "ok" gesture.

OK.

Having been Xin Zhu's personal trainer throughout the whole process, Qinglong's eyes were full of smiles, "I'm looking forward to it."

Zhang Yang tilted his head, Xin Zhu glanced at him.

"Wow, that's the grass of the game department, so handsome."

"That's not handsome, that's called Bai Fumei, he is the legendary chairman of Xinhuo Group, and the master of our Daquanshan."

"My God, is it him? I'm a winner in life, I'm so sour. We're both human. Is there such a big gap?"

"Lemon essence won't be sour seeing him so beautiful. How normal is it for a beauty to be loved so much!"

Soon it was Xin Zhu's turn, and under the watchful eyes of countless pairs of eyes, he stepped onto the stage that belonged to him, throwing it casually in full view of everyone.

The shot ball turned into a parabola, flew far away, and landed with a "boom", filled with smoke.

The field was smashed into a deep hole, and the ground trembled when it was close.

Air stagnates.

Onlookers: "..."

Students and teachers panicked: "Damn!!!!"

Xin Zhu let out a "tsk" and pursed her lips unexpectedly, but she still couldn't control the strength and threw a hole.

This hand of his completely shocked the jaws of countless people. They were dumbfounded, looking at him like looking up at a living Godzilla.

Fuck, can this be done by manpower?

Then fuck a hole.

"Pfft!" The system floated out a wavy line, and sighed vicissitudes of life: the host should be an individual.

The sleepy Bai Ze on the rostrum laughed "haha" and said, "It's funny."

Xin Zhu scratched her cheek, raised her arm and pointed her index finger to the sky.

People stared wide-eyed, and when they saw his unscrupulous and arrogant actions, they immediately screamed: "Ahh! What the hell!"

"You are so handsome, Xin Zhu is great, you are the best!" No matter what your identity is, you are infected by the scene.

Leaving with screams, Mr. Xin walked steadily and firmly.

Do you want to try again?

No, the shot put couldn't bear it, even if he used enough strength to restrain himself.

Flick your clothes and get fame and fortune.

After walking a few steps, a man in a suit and leather shoes blocked his way, and Yan Youjiu gradually smiled.

Xin Zhu was stunned for a moment, subconsciously blushed with joy, and the next second his eyes darkened, and he stepped forward quickly.

Yan Youjiu's complexion was really bad, and her figure was crumbling.

In just a few days, the whole person was haggard.

Xin Zhu frowned: "Did you rest?"

Yan Youjiu pretended to be innocent, "It's a bit tricky, I'm in a hurry to get back, but I'm sorry, I'm still late."

The indignation in my heart turned into heartache, Xin Zhu held his hand, "Crazy, don't answer."

"This is the first time in Xiaozhu's life, I have to witness it with my own eyes."

Yan Youjiu smiled softly, her voice, which was hidden as much as possible, was still full of exhaustion and weakness.

Baby Taotie fluttered his nose, swallowed in surprise, and said, "Mr. Yan smells so good, you smell like a mixture of beef and blood sausage."

Xin Zhu didn't know why, so she lowered her eyes to look at the Taotie baby.

Gluttonous Baby organizes the words: "Like a cream cake sprinkled with chocolate powder, Yan has the power of others within him."

the power of others...

These words are put in the ears of ordinary people with inside information, but the circle of demons and goblins is not.

Pupils shrank suddenly, Xin Zhu quickly opened his coat and found the bandage hidden under the clothes.

The blood had already stained the whole arm red, and suddenly it was very seeped. Mr. Yan seemed to be afraid of being discovered, so he wrapped it many times with plastic wrap.

Xin Zhu's expression changed drastically, and his mood was ups and downs. He stared at the arm that was still oozing blood: "Xiao Lu, show him!"

Throwing down the small flag, the pastor hurried forward.

Yan Youjiu hugged Xinzhu helplessly, "I'm fine, there are many people here."

Xin Zhu suppressed for a moment, two pinches of smoking flames spewed out from his nostrils.

For the first time, boss Xin breathed fire directly.

With a happy smile in her deep eyes, Yan Youjiu rested her head on his head: "I'm very tired, let's find a place to sit down."

He was really tired, not because the wound didn't heal, he did lose a lot of blood.

And the recent attacks have been too frequent, and being able to stand here is the limit.

He was very happy to witness Xiaozhu throwing the shot put with his own eyes.

Opening his mouth to say something, Xin Zhu saw that he was really sluggish, nodded slightly and said: "Okay, I will take you to the lounge."

The situation is beyond the cognitive range of normal people, and Qinglong realizes that it is improper to set up an enchantment.

Ordinary students only saw a group of little yellow chickens gathered together, but they had no way of knowing what they said or did.

Even if you get close and try to prick your ears, you can't hear what they are talking about.

Onlookers: "????"

You Daquanshan can't be unscrupulous just because of the large number of people, okay?

The headmaster stretched his neck and probed, worried about what happened, "What the hell is going on over there?"

Bai Ze waved his hands, and said indifferently: "It's Boss Quanshan and his man is here."

Oh, no wonder it's such a hit.

The headmaster nodded knowingly, and the subtlety that had just arisen disappeared without a trace. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Oh, the group of relatives and friends in Quanshan is so spectacular."

This doesn't look like a cheerleading team, it's more like smashing the field.

Fortunately, the heart is quite authentic, this time Sanqingniao took the initiative to provide lunch boxes for the whole school, and the principal endured it.

Entering the lounge, Yan Youjiu half-closed her eyes, tightly holding Xin Zhu's hand: "Xiao Zhu."

Xin Zhu frowned: "Huh?"

Yan Youjiu leaned lazily on his shoulder: "I'm a little sleepy."

Poking his face, Xin Zhu said: "Don't sleep."

The pastor hurried forward to check, his brows furrowed more and more, and he said uncertainly, "It seems to be..."

A pain that had never happened before filled her heart, and Xin Zhu tightly pursed her lips: "Say."

Pastor: "In this case, I want the red hair to take a look."

The red hair, who was so calm that he was almost dead, came over, tore off the bandage with one paw, revealing a hideous wound, blood dripped on the tip of his tongue, and his eyebrows suddenly frowned.

Baby Taotie sniffed hard, his eyes were red with envy, he also wanted to taste it, just one.

Red Hair closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress his blood-sucking instinct.

He said, "It's the Duke of Blood."

His status was the same as his, and his aura didn't look like he had just woken up from a deep sleep, but its owner had a grudge against him.

Yan Youjiu sighed: "It's okay, I'm fine."

The opponent is very despicable, only attacking him, no matter how hard the dragon scales are, they will wear out and break after a long time.

When the defense was broken, it was much easier for the opponent to hurt him, but Yan Youjiu was really strong, even though he was severely injured, he did not die on the spot.

It was also not assimilated into a blood race, because there is a terrifying force in Yan's group that is slowly devouring the external energy.

And blood flow is not just a manifestation, as for why this kind of manifestation occurs...

The pastor couldn't understand.

The pastor was puzzled and said: "Yan is obviously very strong and full of vitality, but he is bleeding all the time and is very weak..."

The situation is too contradictory.

"It seems to be expelling impurities, it's an uncomfortable reaction." The red-haired said lifelessly.

Xin Zhu took a deep breath: "Can it be cured?"

The pastor thought for a while, then finally shook his head and said, "I can only slow down, the power inside Yan's body will soon completely swallow up the power from outside."

The power that Yan Youjiu hides is too terrifying, he can't touch it.

Because this is not optimistic, his blood loss is not caused by external force, but more like Mr. Yan's own adjustment.

If this trend continues, Yan will continue to bleed until his blood runs dry.

For example, he has nothing to do with Xin Zhu.

If Xin Zhu is injured in the future, he can only feed more strength.

Two more flames spewed out, Xin Zhu frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Yan Youjiu said: "Someone is making trouble in my company."

It's just that he didn't expect it to be a non-human organization, probably because he hated his Flying Pigeon Country, after all, he took over their Dark Night Organization.

In terms of feeling, Mr. Yan is nothing but sleepy now, and before that he would have some chills in his limbs.

But Xiaozhu is like a little sun, staying at his side is reassuring and warm.

Xin Zhu nodded, and pressed his fingertips on Mr. Yan's forehead: "Don't move, let me see."

The Jiyang force swam around Yan Youjiu's body, except for the trembling mass of force that was forced to a corner, there was nothing wrong with it.

The situation is very weird, so weird that the well-informed beasts are at a loss, what happened to Mr. Yan.

They have never encountered such a situation.

The root cause of why Mr. Yan became like this is unknown, but the cause is known.

Trying to suppress the burning anger, Xin Zhu waved: "Qinglong, go and flatten that organization, and capture that thing alive!"

Hongmao's expression was subtle, he was a bit awkward as a member of the same family, and he said in a deadpan voice for a while, "I'll go too."

Xin Zhu nodded, grinding his back molars: "The dragon that hurt me, hum."

Yan Youjiu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled softly.

Where is his dragon?

He likes this title very much. In the tense and violent atmosphere, Mr. Yan smiled brilliantly, out of place.

Qinglong's eyes were deep and gloomy, and he nodded solemnly: "I see."

Qiongqi took a step forward: "Bah, take me there."

Baby Pixiu rolled his eyes, pattered his short legs to find Bai Ze, met Bai Ze who came leisurely on the way, grabbed his sleeve and ran away.

Bai Ze smiled helplessly: "There's no need to worry, it's not a blessing in disguise."

Baby Pixiu looked at him suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

Bai Ze spread his hands, smiled and said nothing.

Baby Pixiu twitched her lips, she just kept it mysterious on weekdays, so why pretend to be serious at this time?

The corner of his mouth twitched, Bai Ze looked at Baby Pixiu speechlessly.

It's not pretending, it's because I'm too lazy to explain it a second time.

Xing Tian ran over with a "bang bang" and saw Bai Ze trotting slowly, he let out a disgusted "Hey", picked up the man and ran away: "Let's go!"

White Pond:"…………"

He didn't receive the news of "being carried away". Could it be that God is upset that he is always lazy and strikes?

I went to the waiting room in a humanoid vehicle.

Bai Ze's face was uglier than Yan Youjiu's: "No, I want to vomit."

His face was livid and depressed: "Uh..."