Duan Ya only felt that his vision went dark, and a sharp pain came from his abdomen, causing him to fall to the ground. When he opened his eyes, he found that Fu Yanjie fell to the ground like him, and he was holding his stomach in pain.
He groaned, he just gritted his teeth, groaned, and endured the severe pain.
After knocking them down, the jackal just looked at them coldly, waiting for the violent bear to chase them.
Not a few seconds later, Duanya felt the sound of running footsteps coming from the ground, and then he felt that his back was stepped on several times, and then kicked from the side. A pain that was worse than the abdomen spread from his back.
Come, but he still clenched his teeth persistently and did not let out any screams. Blood gushed out from the roots of the cliff's teeth because he clenched his teeth too tightly.
"You brat, I want you to pull me, I want you to be proud, I want you to stop me, wasn't it pretty good just now!? Senior, I even 'tumbled', but now I'm lying on the ground motionless like a dead dog.
Ah, run! Run!! I let you run!!!..." As soon as the violent bear came up, he immediately stepped on the back of the cliff and stepped on it a few times. He felt that it was not enough and pushed harder on his side.
He kicked his legs a few times. He was violent and yelled at the same time. Thinking of the brat who made him fall to pieces just now, the anger in his heart could not be extinguished. He wanted to teach this little prick a lesson, and he wanted to hear him
The screams and begging for mercy may make you feel better.
But what disappointed Bao Xiong was that Duan Ya gritted his teeth and didn't even let him hear a word, as if his lessons were of no use to him at all. This seemed to have once again insulted his self-esteem. There was nothing original about it.
The pain and pleasure that he should have made him roar like a mad dog. He could not spare this brat. He raised his huge arms and joined them together, trying to give the cliff a fatal blow.
But the jackal on the side stopped him and shouted: "Stupid bear, you don't think you have lost enough face, do you? If I hadn't followed you with confidence, you would have lost all the face of our second graders, two freshmen.
Even novices can’t handle it. Do you want to kill him and then let Wang Haowei come to trouble us!!”
The violent bear retorted: "I was just careless. Didn't you see that I didn't have any injuries at all? This little prick can do that little trick, and it's of no use to me!!"
The jackal sneered: "Little trick? It's useless? Why don't you understand? Use your stupid brain to think about it carefully. If this kid was also a beast master like you or his soul beast had a powerful fatal blow, you would have died long ago.
!!!I have always warned you not to be careless no matter who the enemy is, your mentality will kill yourself sooner or later!!!"
The drunk bear wanted to explain: "But this little prickly head just..."
Jackal said: "We are just here to give Zheng Feng a heads up and let him 'think' carefully. If everyone is dead, how can he still 'think'? And if someone loses his life, it will be very troublesome, and the college will investigate to the end...
..But if it’s only injured but not fatal, there shouldn’t be any problem.”
Of course he wasn't angry when he heard that he couldn't attack the violent bear at first, but then the jackal said that he could only be injured but not killed. He then laughed. Only injured but not killed? No problem, you can definitely make this little prick "life is worse than death".
...
Zheng Feng, who was far away in the forest of Qinghai, didn't know why, but suddenly a wave of irritation surged into his heart and he couldn't calm down.
Zheng Feng said: "Tail, I'll go back now, I have a bad feeling."
Tai Wei asked strangely: "The bad feeling? Is it because of the "Blood Ming Jue"? Probably not, although it relies on absorbing the beast soul power from other people's blood to strengthen itself, and it seems to be similar to those that can affect people.
The evil skills of the mind are very similar, but in our Netherworld Blood Dragon clan, no one has ever had a problem because of practicing the "Blood Nether Art"."
Zheng Feng said: "It should not be the problem of "Blood Ming Jue", but other reasons. I don't know why. Anyway, don't waste any more time and go back to Tianhun Academy immediately, Ya! Hurry back to Tianhun Academy."
Zheng Feng finished, and without waiting for Tails to react, he called Ya to change back to his original form and rode out, heading towards Tianhun Academy. Ya also felt the impatience in Zheng Feng's heart and ran like a strong wind.
After leaving the Qinghai Forest, even when he returned to Yeluo City, Zheng Feng did not let Ya return to his pocket form. Anyway, everyone now thinks that Ya is a fantasy beast. Changing forms is no secret. There is no need to hide it. Besides, it is not possible at this time.
There wouldn't be anyone on the street. Although Ya was already running at full speed, it was already late at night when he returned to Yeluo City.
The night was dark, and Yeluocheng had long fallen into silence. On the streets throughout the city, there were only a few faint street lamps that gave off a faint yellow light. There were only a few pedestrians, and Ya's speed was not hindered in any way. Ordinary
People could only see a black shadow flying past them with the help of the dark yellow streetlight, but they had no idea what the black shadow was.
The closer he got to Tianhun Academy, the inexplicable irritability in Zheng Feng's heart became stronger. Finally, he returned to the dormitory. The lights in the surrounding rooms had long been extinguished, but there was still light coming from Zheng Feng's room. After a long time,
Running at full speed, it felt unusually tired. When it reached its destination, it immediately returned to its compact form and climbed on Zheng Feng's shoulders.
The moment Zheng Feng walked into the dormitory, a strong smell of potion hit his face.
Fu Yanjie, who was sitting by the cliff bed, heard the sound of someone opening the door and turned around. When he saw it was Zheng Feng coming back, a smile appeared on his face and he said: "Laoda, Nifei Laila." Boss, come back.
La.
That smile was uglier than crying. Fu Yanjie's face was covered with bloated bruises, and his eye sockets had long been covered by two black circles. Now his eyes are only half-open. There are only a few teeth left in his mouth.
Wu Ji, his words were leaked so loudly that Zheng Feng couldn't hear clearly what he was doing.
Looking at Fu Yanjie's funny look, Zheng Feng might have made a joke or two in normal times, but he was not in that mood now. Especially when he saw the cliff lying on the bed, which had not moved at all, and the bed
When the ground beside him was filled with pots filled with potions and used rags, the uneasiness in his heart became more intense, and at the same time, an uncontrollable anger burst out from his chest. The cliff seemed to be awakened by Zheng Feng's return.
He came and opened his eyes, but he just looked at Zheng Feng and remained silent.
Zheng Feng tried his best to keep his tone calm and asked: "Second child, how is third child injured?" Zheng Feng did not ask who did this. He knew this very well, and the only thing he had to worry about now was
The injury of the cliff.
"Zhege..." Fu Yanjie faltered. He remembered Duanya's instructions not to tell Zheng Feng about his injuries. His eyes looked at Duanya, then at Zheng Feng, and finally
Still nothing came out.
Zheng Feng saw Fu Yanjie's shaken eyes and probably knew what was going on. Besides, even if Fu Yanjie came out now, he didn't know if he would be able to understand.
He turned his gaze to Duanya, and the two sides looked at each other. Soon Duanya's face showed the same honest smile as before, and said: "Don't worry, it's not a big injury. It will get better soon."
On the surface, there is nothing wrong with the cliff, but if there is nothing wrong, what explanation can be given for the smell of potion filling the room?
Since Duan Ya doesn't want to do it now, Zheng Feng won't force him. He has his own solution.
Zheng Feng replied calmly: "Well, that's good. Have a good rest and I will find a way. And my second brother, you should also go and have a rest. There will be classes tomorrow."
Duoya saw Zheng Feng so calm and said uneasily: "Don't do stupid things!"
Zheng Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid."
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The next day, the atmosphere in Class 1's classroom was extremely depressing. They all felt that something was going to happen today. Zheng Feng and his dormitory did not come to the dormitory today, but Fu Yanjie's face was full of hurt. Zheng Feng
He obviously looked the same as he did two days ago, but they felt that Zheng Feng was a little strange today, which made them feel a dangerous aura. They didn't even have the courage to speak loudly, and the whole classroom was extremely quiet.
Today's teacher is not Wang Haowei but another teacher. I am afraid no one will listen to what he is talking about. They all focus on Zheng Feng.
After class, Zheng Feng stood up and walked out.
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