#612 - Lose and gain, turtle stew with chicken
Bai Chenxiang lowered her head, saying nothing more and still had no appetite.
Having witnessed Qian Renxue's setup,
she didn't think the Clear Sky School had any chance of turning things around.
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At the same time.
At Blue Tyrant Academy.
Tang San and Dai Mubai had just stopped the grueling training arranged by Yu Xiaogang.
"Cough cough..."
In the forest, under an old tree.
Yu Xiaogang, leaning on his crutch and covered in snowflakes, coughed violently.
Zhao Wuji stopped eating and asked with concern:
"Master, are you really alright? Should you go see someone..."
"I'm fine, it might just be an old injury acting up."
Yu Xiaogang covered his thick lips and shook his head.
The wrinkles on his face had deepened.
Anyone could see that his condition wasn't good, even a bit terrible.
But Yu Xiaogang, under Liu Erlong's 'care,'
completely didn't realize that Liu Erlong was extracting the Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline from his body.
Instead, he attributed his body's decay
to the mixed toxins he inadvertently encountered when he went hunting soul beasts with Tang San years ago.
After all, in his earlier years,
Not far from Yu Xiaogang and the others, Tang San and Ma Hongjun were collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.
"Little San, you seem to have become much stronger."
Dai Mubai looked at Tang San lying beside him; this time, he had actually fallen behind Tang San quite a bit.
"Boss Dai, people now call him Tang Yin."
Ma Hongjun corrected, out of breath, his tone not as friendly as before.
Tang San's fleeing from his crime and almost implicating them
was still vivid in his mind.
Ma Hongjun may be big-bellied, but he was petty, and he remembered this grudge.
Tang San being able to appear before them,
Ma Hongjun, who understood Flender, could guess with his ass.
His Title Douluo father must have put in a lot of effort.
Flender had no choice but to open the door wide
and obediently welcome him in.
"Heh."
Tang San, wearing a mask, let out a somewhat cheerful laugh.
He didn't pay attention to Fatty's sarcasm.
Regarding Xiao Wu's innocence, even if it happened again, he would still choose to do it that way.
Xiao Wu was his sore spot!
Tang San grabbed Dai Mubai's wrist and said with a smile:
"Boss Dai is still talking about me; haven't you also become stronger? You must be level thirty-nine now, right?"
"Heh heh..."
Dai Mubai's face, soaked in sweat, was full of bitterness.
He smiled helplessly and said:
"When a person loses something, they always gain something, right?"
"I agree with what Boss Dai said."
Oscar tossed aside Ma Hongjun's hand that was reaching out.
His progress was also obvious to all.
Dai Mubai, having lost interest in women, could only cultivate when bored.
He was also much more diligent than before.
He even still had a full beard and looked like an old man.
He looked completely like he had sealed his heart and locked his love away.
Oscar understood that his life already had a blemish.
If he wanted to clear his name, he could only stand high enough so that when people looked up,
the blemish would be smaller, or even invisible.
As for some people throwing themselves into his arms,
sorry.
He didn't like eating fatty meat, especially when he had to go against his conscience to help inflate the numbers.
He couldn't do it at any time.
Therefore,
every time the dead fatty asked him for help, he would just silently chant the soul incantation.
He would hand over the models that he could create with his soul skills
to Ma Hongjun.
Let him choose and then find a deserted room to enjoy himself.
He still had other things to pursue.
Under Oscar's thick hair, a hint of pink flashed in his color-lost peach blossom eyes.
That was the last girl he had ever liked.
"Makes sense."
Tang San murmured softly.
He also agreed with what Dai Mubai said.
If he hadn't chosen to give up his life and commit suicide to atone for his crime,
how would he have come to this world and been reborn?
If he hadn't hammered and killed the prince and saved Xiao Wu, how would he have become an orphan?
And how would he have known...
that his father was actually the Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky School!
Thinking of Xiao Wu, Tang San couldn't help but have a gentle smile on his lips.
Xiao Wu still cared about him very much.
Last night, he wanted to use a cart to send her to Heaven Dou City, but she refused.
The future of the Clear Sky School,
this identity should be enough to give Xiao Wu a good future, right?
"Xiaogang."
From afar, a magnetic voice came.
The Cat Eagle descended from the sky, carrying a bucket that looked like it was filled with swill.
But Flender's face was full of envy.
"Xiaogang, this is a thousand-year-old soft-shelled turtle stewed with a hundred-year-old black-boned chicken made for you by Erlong... soak it with big steamed buns."
Saying that.
Flender handed over the swill bucket in his hand, which was still covered with a layer of dried bloodstains.
Pfft pfft pfft!
Zhao Wuji smelled the stinky odor and retreated repeatedly.
He could be sure.
The things inside probably hadn't had their internal organs removed!
The image appeared in his mind of a mother Tyrannosaurus Rex smashing a black-boned chicken to death with an old soft-shelled turtle.
Then, she punched the soft-shelled turtle to death.
She hastily burned off the chicken feathers and threw it into the swill bucket used for slaughtering to start stewing randomly.
Finally, she threw in a few leftover steamed buns from last night.
It was really too rough and too彪悍, the chicken feathers were still hanging on the side of the bucket.
"Um, thank you."
Yu Xiaogang's face twitched.
But he had to calmly accept the heavy swill bucket.
Just because.
He really enjoyed Flender's envious gaze.
No matter how Liu Erlong treated him, as long as Liu Erlong didn't embarrass him in public, it was fine.
He was a Master!
The Golden Triangle's Wisdom Corner!
The most recognized theoretical powerhouse in the current soul master world!
If people knew that the stupid woman from back then had suddenly become smart, wouldn't it make him seem very dull?
That wouldn't do.
"Sigh~ I really don't know what kind of bewitching soup you gave Erlong, that she makes delicious food for you every few days."
Flender sourly handed the swill bucket to Yu Xiaogang.
"Heh, I didn't do much."
Yu Xiaogang smiled stiffly, took the bucket, and finally saw the color inside.
His eyes couldn't help but tremble.
Black thick soup, white steamed bun crumbs, grayish-white foam.
Obviously,
Liu Erlong not only didn't remove the internal organs, but she also didn't bleed the wild game.
"Flender, do you guys want to have a couple of sips?"
Yu Xiaogang couldn't stand it anymore and kindly invited Flender and the others.
But as soon as he raised his head.
Flender and the others had already retreated far away.
Envy was envy, but he didn't dare to test the poison with his own body; his body was important.
"Xiaogang, this was specially prepared for you by Erlong."
Flender had a calm smile on his face.
It was precisely because of these nourishing soups that Flender and the others didn't suspect...
that Yu Xiaogang's listlessness was caused by Liu Erlong.
"Yes, yes, Master, this was prepared for you by Dean Liu; it's not appropriate for us to eat."
Zhao Wuji chuckled dryly.
Yu Xiaogang's face became even more unsightly, and he turned around with the swill bucket.
He silently sat down cross-legged.
He had put on the act himself, and he had to continue acting even with tears in his eyes.
Besides, he really needed to nourish himself well.
Pfft!
Watching Yu Xiaogang plunge his head into the bucket and hearing the sound of eating,
Zhao Wuji felt a little nauseous.
I wish you all a happy life!
