Chapter 39 Yu Xiaogang? Just a coward!
"Children, let's play, what's the matter with you?" Liu Erlong's sorrowful expression flashed away, he stood up and went directly back to his wooden house.
Feng Yao raised his eyebrows when he saw this.
Is this love?
It is really enviable that a person like Yu Xiaogang is favored by two lovers, Douluo.
What a great start, Feng Yao was so envious that he wanted to cry.
After a while, Feng Yao, who had recovered some physical strength, also left here and returned to his dormitory to meditate and restore his soul power.
In the evening, Feng Yao continued to go to the soul fighting arena to participate in two soul fighting competitions, but the difficulty was indeed not increased. Feng Yao was not doing anything like fighting souls beyond the next level.
First, it's too eye-catching, and second, it's unnecessary.
But the soul fighting arena is the fastest way to make money that Feng Yao can think of at the moment.
……
this day.
"Fighting with me isn't tiring enough, is it? Running to the soul fighting arena every day?" Liu Erlong knocked Feng Yao to the ground with one punch and said speechlessly.
"This kind of life is very good and fulfilling for me!" Feng Yao collapsed to the ground tiredly, panting.
"It will be good for you to go to the library and read more books if you have nothing to do!" A figure appeared in Liu Erlong's mind and said.
"Will do……"
"Xiao Feng, can I tell you a story?" After the words fell, Liu Erlong's expression became a little dazed, and sadness and loneliness welled up in his heart.
"Oh?" Feng Yao's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Teacher, please tell me, I will be a good listener."
The corners of Liu Erlong's mouth were raised slightly and he was a little bitter, and his voice sounded slowly.
The story was so long that Feng Yao almost fell asleep while listening to it.
"Xiao Feng, have you listened carefully again?" Liu Erlong finished talking about his love history and wanted to hear what Feng Yao had to say. As soon as he turned his head, what he saw was a sleepy man. white-haired kid.
"I listened very seriously!" Feng Yao said solemnly with a flash of semen in his eyes.
Seeing this, Liu Erlong smiled with satisfaction, but then said with a sad face: "Xiao Feng, how do you think I can be with Yu Xiaogang?"
Uh……
Feng Yao was stunned, what should he say? It will never be possible for you to say that you have destroyed Yu Xiaogang!
"Teacher, do you think it's reasonable for close relatives to be together?"
"What's unreasonable? Xiaogang and I really love each other! Do two people who are clearly in love have to care about the world's opinions?" Liu Erlong spoke urgently, sadness came like a tide, and tears filled his eyes. Spin in the middle.
"You don't care, but Yu Xiaogang does! Otherwise, why would he abandon you on the wedding day instead of standing up and shouldering the responsibility openly?" Feng Yao said lightly.
Liu Erlong was speechless for a moment when he heard this and didn't know how to argue.
"After all, isn't it Yu Xiaogang's fragile self-esteem that is causing trouble? He is too cowardly and unwilling to take responsibility. Instead, he only knows how to escape and abandon the woman who is about to marry him. I really don't know of such a person. What’s good?”
"Stop talking!" Liu Erlong's eyes were red, and big tears were streaming down his cheeks. There was a hint of anger in his eyes when he looked at Feng Yao.
"Xiao Gang is not as unbearable as you said..." Liu Erlong's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he squatted down and cried in his arms.
Feng Yao stretched out his hand, trying to feel more secure, but in the end he shook his head, stood up with difficulty, and left.
Liu Erlong was left alone to vent his emotions.
For a long time, Feng Yao never fought with Liu Erlong again.
Because he was afraid that Liu Erlong would be filled with emotions and accidentally attack someone without serious consequences.
Then wouldn’t he be doomed?
However, Feng Yao still underestimated Liu Erlong's big heart.
On this day, perhaps Liu Erlong felt that it was inappropriate for him to be angry with Feng Yao before.
Since Feng Yao was Liu Erlong's disciple, Yin Shu was naturally very concerned about him. After asking about Yin Shu, Liu Erlong found out that Feng Yao often went to the library after practicing.
The library is divided into three floors, and there is no one else on the third floor except Feng Yao.
Seeing Feng Yao standing in front of the bookshelf with a serious look, Liu Erlong, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but lose consciousness.
A figure in his mind involuntarily overlapped with Feng Yao.
"Xiao Gang?"
Perhaps because he was thinking about it, Liu Erlong couldn't help but murmured.
"Huh?" Feng Yao heard the noise, turned around and saw Liu Erlong in a white plain skirt.
Fortunately, Feng Yao didn't know what Liu Erlong was thinking, otherwise he would have had to vomit two liters of blood.
Who do you think is not good, but Yu Xiaogang?
"Teacher? Why are you here? Do you have anything to do with me?" Feng Yao asked before closing the book and walking in.
When Feng Yao walked in, Liu Erlong came back to his senses, and before he knew it, two lines of tears were already flowing from the corners of his eyes.
"It's okay. You haven't come to discuss with me for so long. I thought you were angry because of what happened before!"
Feng Yao shook his head when he heard this, "I won't take this kind of thing to heart."
"..."
Liu Erlong's original intention to explain was instantly shattered.
She forced a smile on her lips and asked, "I think you seem to be looking for something? Do you want to know something?"
"Uh...nothing, I just want to see if there is anything interesting in the book!"
The backstage of this Blue Tyrant Academy is also the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. Why doesn’t it even have a book describing the fairy grass?
I’ve been looking for so long and there’s no hair!
Liu Erlong could clearly see that Feng Yao didn't want to say more, and a hint of resentment welled up in his heart. He was such a failure as a teacher...
"In that case, let me, master, see how you have been practicing during this time!"
Turning the resentment into strength, Liu Erlong said fiercely, pulling Feng Yao and walking outside.
……
Two years later.
Feng Yao, whose soul power exceeded level 30, and Liu Erlong appeared in the Sunset Forest.
In two years, Feng Yao's body has gradually grown. At the age of ten, Feng Yao is nearly 1.8 meters tall and his soul power has reached level 30.
"How many years of the soul ring do you want this time?" Liu Erlong, who was wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket, looked at Feng Yao beside him, his beautiful eyes filled with brilliance.
Liu Erlong was still very satisfied with Feng Yao, the apprentice he had accepted on a whim.
He is extremely talented and powerful in combat. He is already a quasi-soul master at the age of ten. There is probably no other person on the mainland.
Of course, the premise is that you say less words that disparage Yu Xiaogang!
"Between five thousand and seven thousand years!" Feng Yao replied calmly.
"Is it still such an exaggerated number of years?" Liu Erlong couldn't help complaining.
After such a long time, she also found that Yu Xiaogang's theory could not be reflected in Feng Yao. Maybe Feng Yao was right.
Yu Xiaogang's theory is only suitable for ordinary geniuses, and Feng Yao is not in this category.
"Xiao Feng, have you ever thought about hunting any soul beast this time?" Liu Erlong asked, knowing that Feng Yao was very independent.
