Then he watched helplessly, and Yang Haoran never had a chance to land.
Whenever Yang Haoran was about to hit the ground, Meng Qianfeng would catch up first and then add a kick.
Or give me a slap in the face.
It may seem like an understatement, but it will make a muffled sound.
Then Yang Haoran's body will fly into the air again and turn to another direction.
Meng Qianfeng seemed quite excited and saw a fast figure running non-stop.
That valiant and heroic appearance is like a sweaty football player.
It's just that Meng Qianfeng's speed is much faster than that of athletes.
Even if his eyes were always focused on Meng Qianfeng, all he could see was a shadow coming and going.
"Oh ho! Come again!"
Meng Qianfeng became more and more excited the more he played, and he was very excited.
However, Yang Haoran, who was still unable to reach the ground, screamed desperately.
"Stop, we have something to talk about!"
Meng Qianfeng smiled evilly and pretended not to hear.
Another kick passed, and along with Yang Haoran's screams, his body once again crossed a new parabola.
Erhei looked at it with a sigh on his face, but Li Weiwei was extremely anxious and frowned.
"Are you sure you're fine? Even a rubber ball will explode!"
Er Hei didn't even look back and said something subconsciously.
"Don't worry, I have rich experience to ensure that everything will be fine.
This old bastard is just crazy because of his idleness, just let him have some fun."
Li Weiwei was suddenly stunned and looked at Erhei with a scrutinizing gaze.
"You said you have a lot of experience?
Have you ever been kicked around like a ball by him before?"
Erhei's body trembled and his eyes widened, like a big black cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Shaking his head desperately: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could it be me?
Of course it was someone else, I was just a bystander.
The more you see, the more experience you have.”
Li Weiwei looked at Erhei, who had already turned his face away, his eyes evasive.
"Is that really true?"
Obviously, Li Weiwei was dubious.
Erhei put his hands behind his back and tried to look serious.
But in fact, I hate Meng Qianfeng very much in my heart.
He had been kicked like a ball by Meng Qianfeng before?
As long as it was a posture that the guardian spirit could unlock, Meng Qianfeng would not let him go!
Thinking of that dark and unbearable history of blood and tears, Erhei's heart bleeds!
But how can this kind of black history be shown in front of people like Li Weiwei?
Although Li Weiwei was worried about Yang Haoran, she also knew that with her strength, there was nothing she could do.
In this case, I can only be forced to calm down.
It was like watching a player practice, kicking Yang Haoran around.
The only thing I can do is to express my sympathy and condolences to Yang Haoran in my heart.
Yang Haoran felt so miserable that he just couldn't express it!
At the beginning, Yang Haoran was actually very desperate.
Because he knew very well that with Meng Qianfeng's strength, one punch could kill him.
It wasn't until his body flew into the air that Yang Haoran realized that Meng Qianfeng didn't actually mean to hurt him.
After several parabolas, Yang Haoran became more certain of this guess.
Then he sadly realized that he was being kicked as a ball by Meng Qianfeng!
Yang Haoran was very eager to get rid of this humiliating game.
But he found to his despair that the strength between him and Meng Qianfeng was indeed very different.
Whenever he had just recovered, Meng Qianfeng would definitely kick him first.
The most disgusting thing is that the Dragon Blood Army is already known for its strong physical strength.
As the Dragon King, Meng Qianfeng is naturally even more so.
There was no sign of physical weakness at all!
In the first five minutes, Yang Haoran was filled with grief and anger.
He is very unwilling to get rid of it.
Then, after five minutes passed.
Yang Haoran already looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.
Five minutes later, Yang Haoran already looked dull.
Completely giving up the indifferent struggle, drifting further and further away from being a ball, and feeling numb.
Erhei watched from a distance with emotion on his face, feeling the same.
Thinking about him back then, why wasn't he like this?
Now Yang Haoran has also experienced this feeling, and the two have become brothers in distress, and there will be an additional topic for discussion in the future.
It wasn't until nearly half an hour later that Meng Qianfeng finally felt that enough was enough.
After kicking Yang Haoran out, he didn't pursue him.
Then he smiled with his face glowing red, looking happy.
Yang Haoran was in the air, with no love left in his life.
He did not notice Meng Qianfeng's change and was still waiting for Meng Qianfeng to kick him out again.
Then there was a muffled sound, and Yang Haoran's body landed heavily on a hard rock.
The rock cracked into several pieces, and Yang Haoran suddenly became energetic.
After a scream, he jumped up like a conditioned reflex.
While running, he rubbed his buttocks and grimaced in pain.
Looking at the gloating Meng Qianfeng with resentful eyes, tears filled his heart!
Meng Qianfeng scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Haha, I forgot to catch you.
However, young people have rough skin and thick flesh, so it doesn't matter if they are beaten more.
Just think of it as exercise!”
Erhei quietly stepped back, his face turned pale as he tried to stay as far away from Meng Qianfeng as possible.
Yang Haoran was shocked, how could Meng Qianfeng do this? Is the speed of his face change a little too fast?
Li Weiwei was a little at a loss and could only stand awkwardly, waiting for her fate.
Meng Qianfeng walked towards Yang Haoran with a smile and a cheerful look on his face.
"Young man, don't be afraid, you should be able to feel that I didn't intend to hurt you just now!
Actually, I'm just joking with you.
I just want to use this little game to wake you up.
Don't think that you have some little ability and just think wildly.
Now that you're here, don't leave.
From now on, just stay here and stay with me."
People had to lower their heads under the low eaves, and Yang Haoran had a sad face.
Except for the last time at the medicine furnace, he had never suffered such a big loss!
This Meng Qianfeng is so abominable, I must find an opportunity to take revenge!
Even though Yang Haoran had received a beating just now, it was not all without gain.
He looked at Meng Qianfeng angrily, snorted and said, "Meng Qianfeng, what is the sixth rule of the Vajra Wuji Sect?"
Meng Qianfeng, who was originally laughing and joking, suddenly had a smile that solidified.
He stared at Yang Haoran with wide eyes, becoming scary again.
His figure suddenly sped up and almost touched Yang Haoran's face in an instant.
"How do you know about the Vajra Wuji Sect? Who are you?"