Just wearing Douluo, being chased and killed by the god-king Tang San

Chapter 77 Yang Feng is Dead
Regarding the master's next time, whether it was Yang Feng, Tang San beside him, or the entire Qishe people, they were all dumbfounded in shock.

"Pfft!"

Yang Feng knelt down, kneeling in front of Grandmaster, "Master, don't be like this, are you poisonous? Get up quickly."

"No, no, no." The master shook his head, and said hastily, "Yang Feng, get up quickly. In my opinion, as long as your theory is stronger than mine, even a three-year-old child will kneel down."

"Bang bang bang."

After speaking, the master kowtowed, "Teach me, disciple Yu Xiaogang kowtowed to the teacher."

"Bang bang bang!"

Yang Feng followed and kowtowed, "Master, you have ruined the students, if you do this again, do you believe that I will kill myself?"

"No, no, you are a genius, how can a genius have such an idea?"

"Genius is also a human being. Is it wrong to think about committing suicide?"

"Are you poisonous?"

"You are poisonous, who made you kneel?"

.........

For Yang Feng and Master's...

Everyone's pupils trembled, and then they trembled again, and they closed their eyes directly, and they all fainted.

Tang San was dizzy for a while, got up, stared at the master and said: "Master, you teacher, I don't recognize you!"

However, Grandmaster didn't hear Tang San's words at all.

Still saying "return" to Yang Feng you and me.

Yang Feng couldn't take it anymore, he ran out of the dormitory and jumped off the building.

"Not good." The master tensed up and hurriedly chased him out, "Yang Feng, you must be safe."

"Brother Yang Feng, why are you so overwhelmed ()(._.`)" Xiao Wu also turned pale with fright.

Looking at Yang Feng downstairs lying in a pool of blood, he felt like he fell asleep as soon as his eyes went dark.

Fortunately, Tang San had a quick eye, he supported Xiao Wu, and hugged Xiao Wu on the bed.

And Tang San, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, said in his heart:

It's best to die, otherwise that Yang Feng will be my lifelong enemy!

In order to confirm whether he was dead or not, Tang San ran down.

At this time, the downstairs of the dormitory of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy was full of people.

The master hugged Yang Feng, who was dripping with blood, raised his head and cried loudly, and his voice shook the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, "Teacher, how can you be so overthinking, why, why?"

"Here, why is Yang Feng so overthinking it? Alas, our Qishe finally got a big brother, so he just disappeared."

"Fall down from the fifth floor, and Yang Feng sprinted very hard when he jumped off the building, it's not bad to leave the whole body!"

After a while, the principal and teacher of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy dispatched and dispersed everyone.

The doctor stepped forward to check, but was stared back by Yu Xiaogang.

"Get out, your heart is not beating, you think you are a god!"

"Master, what's going on?" The principal asked, kneeling down.

The master wiped his tears and looked at the principal, "Yang Feng said I was poisonous and couldn't stand me, and said he would kill himself. I was always on guard, but I didn't expect him to jump from the fifth floor."

"Isn't it?" The headmaster looked confused.

But the master hugged Yang Feng and would not let go.

"Principal, it's like this..."

Wang Sheng told the principal what happened before.

The headmaster didn't speak for a while after hearing this.

"Principal, I don't think Yang Feng is poisonous. Yes, it's the master who is poisonous!" A younger Qishe said, "Slip away, I don't want to be poisoned by the master."

The practitioner said a word and ran away inexplicably.

"Master, do you have a nervous problem?" The principal asked tentatively, "Why don't you follow me to receive treatment."

"You go by yourself, leave me alone, let me meet quietly." The master was heartbroken, he hadn't seen Yang Feng's martial soul yet, why...

If he had known Yang Feng would teach him the theory of martial arts slowly, but Yang Feng's theory had deeply shocked him.

So he couldn't control himself when he got excited.

He hates himself!

The tragedy has already happened, and the master has no choice but to bury it!
The master was protecting Yang Feng's body, and the headmaster didn't do anything, and dispersed the teachers beside him.

Only the corpses of Grandmaster and Yang Feng remained at the scene.

As the breeze blew by, Grandmaster hugged Yang Feng tightly, wanting to slap himself very much.

After all, it's just a kid.

How could it be possible to accept his kneeling.

Probably scared.

"teacher."

At this time, Tang San walked over.

"Little San, you go, don't disturb me, let me confess for a while, I caused Yang Feng's death, I deserve to die." The master blamed himself endlessly.

Tang San said: "It can only be said that his heart is too fragile to blame you. What we have to do now is to bury him, otherwise it will affect the normal opening of the college. You are stuck in the downstairs of the college dormitory, covered in blood. Who dares to come out? .”

Yu Xiaogang: "Xiao San, you are right, then go dig a hole in the mountain behind the college."

Tang San: "Just find a ravine and throw it away, all the bones are broken, and the blood is all drained!"

"Will you go? If you don't, I won't teach you the theory of martial arts." The master stared.

Tang San left expressionlessly, found a martial soul student with a hoe, and went to the back mountain.

His purpose of coming down was very simple, to throw away the corpse and to search for things on Yang Feng's body.

Yang Feng is very mysterious, there must be a big secret in him.

After digging, the hoe Wuhun student smiled all over his face, stretched out his hand, and said with a silly smile: "Little San, after digging the hole, where is the copper soul coin you promised to give me?"

"I haven't. The college will pay you in a few days."

"You actually fooled me?"

"Not really."

The student picked up his hoe angrily!
brush!
But Tang San had been prepared for a long time, a toothpick was sent out in his Xuanyu's hand, the student's eyebrows pierced through, and he didn't even realize how he died!

.........

night.

The mountain behind Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

A new tomb stands alone!

The cold wind blew past, and the master's tears were blown away by the wind. He got up and left without being able to straighten his waist. His back looked so depressed.

"Brother Yang Feng, why did you leave alone? Don't you want Xiao Wu?" Xiao Wu lay on Yang Feng's grave, crying into tears.

"You big liar, you said you would take me to build a house in the Star Dou Forest, you go fishing, I pick mulberries..."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooth

Xiao Wu's body twitched, lying on Yang Feng's grave and crying over and over again.

She has fainted three times so far, this time she tried not to faint by herself, she wanted to save her strength to guard in front of Yang Feng's tomb.

Behind, the woods.

Under the leadership of Wang Sheng, the people in Qishe stood silently, touching their tears.

On the other side, a ghostly figure appeared, hiding on a big tree.

Even in the dark night, the eyes of this figure are bright and shining.

He was obviously Tang San who wished for Yang Feng's death.

"Xiao Wu, is it worth it for you to be so sad for a dead person..."

Tang San whispered, and then he took action, jumped off the big tree, and walked towards Yang Feng's grave step by step.

Coming close to Xiao Wu, the corner of Tang San's mouth twitched, and the Xuan Tian Kung in his palm slowly seeped out, aiming at Xiao Wu's back.

(End of this chapter)