Chapter 47 Master, don't be afraid!
On the way back, Blade met the master and a boy who seemed to be very worthy of beating.
The crazy, cool and domineering hairstyle and sharp eyes reveal arrogant eyes, and a blue lightning mark on his forehead.
He seemed to deliberately intercept the master here. Could it be that he couldn't stand the master's stiff and rigid face and wanted to give him some color to him? It seems that the person who came was not good.
But no matter how you don’t like it, it’s always wrong to do it.
Should I hide aside and see the situation? Wait until the master is almost beaten before coming out to save people?
No, the master's body will probably not be able to get the other party's punches.
The blade hidden in a dark corner decided to save the master.
"Master, don't be afraid. The blade comes to rescue the driver~~~~~~"
The blade flashed and stopped the master, like the hen protecting the little chicken.
master"……"
Yu Tianheng: “…”
"Master, don't worry, no one can touch your hair if I am."
The blade opened his mouth lightly.
The blade has been summoned out in his hand.
"Master, wait for a moment, and I will send you back after I deal with him."
The blade was about to take the first step when the master suddenly grabbed his hand.
"Blade, you misunderstood. He is not going to be against me." The master said lightly.
Blade looked back at the master and then looked at Yu Tianheng seriously, and then said decisively: "Master, you don't have to worry. After I finish cooking him, I will handle the scene cleanly. No one knows what is going on here."
Yu Tianheng knew what the man on the other side had misunderstood, but the tone of killing him was like slaughtering a dog made him feel quite uncomfortable.
His brows frowned deeply, ready to teach this ok boy a lesson at any time.
The master sighed helplessly and said, "He is my nephew and will not harm me."
Blade's face froze: "Master, do you really love to joke... Are you serious?"
"real."
As the sword brow laughed, he took the blade back: "Hahahaha! When you talk about you, just pretend that I have never appeared."
Leaving with a big laugh...
It is said that the louder the joke, the more you can relieve embarrassment.
After walking away, the blade stopped laughing and scratched his head. Why did he think someone wanted to give him some color when he saw the master being stopped? What a weird thing?
My mind is hot.
Or drink less sugar water, go back and replenish a bowl.
"Uncle, who was that person just now?"
“A student.”
“He gave me a dangerous feeling.”
“He is very strong.”
"Not to talk about this..."
"Tianheng..."
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After walking for a while, Blade ran into Flander, Tang San and others who had not returned to the hotel.
Flander and Zao Wuji looked back. The others also followed their eyes.
Oscar waved: "Here."
Blade walked up to everyone and said, "It's okay, they all suffered a little injury, but not serious."
Ning Rongrong complained: "If you hadn't lost your chain at the critical moment, how could we have fought so badly?"
The others also looked at the blade with resentment.
Daofeng smiled and said, "I feel relieved when you are like this. I won and there was no major problem. It's great."
Ma Hongjun curled her lips and whispered: "Stand and speak without any pain."
"Hongjun, what did you say? Do you mean you want to listen to my teaching?"
The blade touched his chin and looked at Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun hurriedly said, "I mean Brother Dao, what you said makes sense!"
Dai Mubai glanced at Ma Hongjun and said disdainfully: "Outstanding!"
Tang San said: "If you have anything to go back to the hotel, Blade, let's go back to celebrate together."
Blade smiled and said, "Go."
He glanced at Zhu Zhuqing more. She was the worst injured, and it seemed that she was trying harder again...
Alas, it's so stupid, really!
Silly girl, no matter how important it is, it is just a game. Why do you have to fight for your life?
"Blade, now each of us is a silver fighting spirit!"
"The same to you?"
"Who do you look down on in this tone? Whoever says that the auxiliary cannot be the Silver Fighting Soul?!"
"It makes sense, it's amazing."
"This is like human words!"
"Blade, what are you doing? Do you know how difficult it is for us to fight?"
Xiao Wu said angrily.
Blade smiled: "I just went shopping and brought you souvenirs. As for what you said is difficult to fight, it highlights the strength of the opponent. As long as you win the victory in the end, the more difficult it is, the more it means your excellence?"
Xiao Wu took Zhu Zhuqing's hand and said, "What this guy said makes sense."
Dai Mubai said curiously: "What souvenirs have you brought?"
"You will know when you celebrate later."
Tang San smiled and said, "I'm a little looking forward to saying that."
"It won't disappoint everyone."
...
In the hotel.
Flander and Zao Wow-Ki were drinking, and there was a plate of peanuts on the table (Flander called him, and he really couldn't bear to let Zao Wow-Ki drink on an empty stomach).
...
"Is this what you call a souvenir? No sincerity."
Xiao Wu took a skewer of barbecue and looked at it, curled her lips and took a bite.
"Rongrong, Zhuqing, Xiaosan, taste it, it tastes good!"
The blade will set up the food you bought on the food street like that.
This made everyone stupid.
Tang San said incredibly: "Blade, what are you doing?"
After setting out the last refreshing drink, Blade Fighter said, "I went to the food street east of the Great Soul Field. I thought these tasted good, so I brought some for you."
Ning Rongrong curled his lips: "I think you went to loot the food street."
Ma Hongjun said: "Don't worry! With so many delicious food, how can you not have wine? The waiter! serve beer!"
Daofeng smiled and said to Zhu Zhuqing: "Zhuqing, don't be restrained, we are celebrating."
Zhu Zhufei nodded.
...
Everyone was drinking happily.
Some strange guy came in.
Flander, Zhao Wuji waved to him: "Qin Ming, are you here? Come and sit down!"
The person who came in was Qin Ming, who was the senior of Daofeng and others.
Blade felt very good to him, and this person's aura made people feel very comfortable.
Everyone in the venue was joking with each other for business.
Then Qin Ming looked at Blade Feng: "Is this junior brother the eighth member of the Shrek Eight Eccentrics?"
Blade has already learned from his conversation with everyone who is.
He smiled and said, "Blade Feng has met Senior Qin Ming."
Qin Ming sighed: "My junior is such a handsome talent!"
Blade Feng smiled and said, "Senior, too."
Qin Ming said: "Where, where."
...
It is said that most people who meet each other have bad intentions.
...
Qin Ming sighed slightly after walking through the process with everyone.
Blade knew that he, a cheap senior, was about to get to the point.
"well……"
Blade heard it, and it turned out that Qin Ming wanted to dig Shrek's corner, but he was very tactful, like a joke.
If Flander was really not interested, it wouldn't hurt the teacher and student feelings.
Flander naturally refused to agree. How could his Shrek be so cheap? Tiandou Royal Academy! This is his most precious thing!
But the master's words forced him to surrender.
The mimic cultivation environment, the qualification for the Soul Master Competition in the Continental is not available either of these two Shrek Academy...
But these two things are too important.
Needless to say, the mimic cultivation environment involves the fundamental issues of cultivation.
The Soul Master Competition in the All Continental is a gathering place for geniuses! These children should not miss this stage, they will be the most dazzling group of people there!
The atmosphere suddenly became cold.
The Blade's eyes lit up. This is the rhythm of the Shrek Civil War. Let's fight!
Fland slowly swept the children in the field and sighed.
Agreed.
He seemed to have been pulled off his back in an instant.
...
The master discussed further terms with Qin Ming.
When everything was settled, Flander left the hotel.
He wants to go and have a breath of wind.
Looking at the moon in the sky, he remembered everything about these years.
"Maybe, this is a good result."
However, this heart is still unwilling.
Ma Hongjun walked out.
As Flander's little cotton-padded jacket, how could he fail to do anything at critical moments?
He came to guide Flander, who had begun to get into a stubborn manner.
...
Looking at the haze and depressed Flander, everyone was shocked. Is the fat man capable of this?
The night is getting deeper.
After drinking and eating, Flander said to everyone: "Go back and rest early."
Everyone dispersed.
"Zhuqing, wait a moment."
The blade was trying to keep Zhu Zhuqing who was about to leave.
The gossip fire burned in the eyes of the few people who had not left, and Dai Mubai's face became gloomy.
Zhu Zhuqing had some confusion in her eyes, but she still stopped.
Blade came to him and said, "You are injured, give me your hand and I'll help you with some conditioning."
Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm fine."
Blade Fen smiled and said, "You can't deceive me."
Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment and stretched out her hand.
The blade gently held it, and the white soul power surged out to cover the hands of the two.
The soul power flowed into Zhu Zhuqing's hand and pulled her slightly deviated internal organ back to its original position little by little.
After a long time, the blade let go of his hand and said, "Okay. But I still hope you don't work too hard. Your body is your own. You must know how to cherish it."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded after being silent for a moment.
Blade smiled and said, "Go to rest early."
"Why are you all standing here? Go back and rest."
The blade had already taken a step forward to leave as he spoke.
Zhu Zhuqing felt her heart beating so fast.
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The next morning.
Everyone left the room and prepared to return to their own doghouse.
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