23 You don't want people to know that you beat Yu Xiaogang, right?
A moment later.Feng Yao returned to the place where he had placed Xiao Wu before and found Xiao Wu's figure. Feng Yao untied the Shan Chi on his back in mid-air and fell from the air.
Clang——
The sound of armor rubbing against the ground suddenly rang out, startling Xiao Wu, who was facing away from Feng Yao, breathing heavily with a puzzled look on her face.
She turned her head in panic, and when she saw it was Feng Yao, her expression became even more nervous.
Feng Yao's expression froze when he saw this, "You..."
But as soon as Feng Yao said a word, Xiao Wu retreated repeatedly, waved her hands, and shook her head without thinking clearly, saying: "I didn't see you hitting Tang San's teacher, no..."
After saying this, Xiao Wu immediately lowered her head, her face flushed red.
"You and I know this matter. If anyone else knows that this matter is related to me, I will..." Feng Yao walked in front of Xiao Wu, put his fist in Xiao Wu's line of sight, and clenched it with a crackling sound.
"I don't have such an idea. Do you think I want to know?" Xiao Wu said while pretending to be calm.
At this moment, Xiao Wu suddenly felt an idea flash in her mind. She leaned closer to Feng Yao and said with a sly smile, "Feng Yao, you don't want others to know that you beat Yu Xiaogang, right?"
Feng Yao tilted his head when he heard that, his face full of confusion and doubt.
Could this Xiao Wu also be a time traveler?
Now it's me who's threatening you, okay? I can't handle your sudden words.
Feng Yao slapped Xiao Wu lightly on the head and said fiercely, "How dare you threaten me?"
After a moment.
Xiao Wu walked in front, rubbed her butt, and a look of sorrow appeared on her face.
I didn't expect that I just took a look and ran back in time, but I was still discovered.
Feng Yao followed behind silently, with a wooden stick in his hand.
…
In the evening, the setting sun gradually sinks to the west, and the afterglow spreads all over the earth. The sky is dyed with a touch of orange-red warmth, as if covering the whole world with a layer of golden cloak.
"Hey, Feng Yao, next time could you please find out more before coming out?"
On the streets of Notting City, Feng Yao, who looked helpless, heard Xiao Wu's resentful words behind him and said sullenly, "How would I know that there would be no big fighting spirit arena in Notting City?"
"Only the main city has a large fighting arena. I just found out about this!"
"I don't care. You wasted my entire afternoon. You have to compensate me!" Xiao Wu raised her head and said unreasonably.
"Please, I didn't ask you to follow me." Feng Yao spread his hands, not wanting to buy it.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu's face showed a cunning look and she pounced towards Feng Yao.
"Stop it!"
Feng Yao frowned and dodged quickly, not giving Xiao Wu a chance to stick to him and exploit his abilities.
The two of them quickly walked to the entrance of Nottingham College.
Having lost his goal of reaching the Great Fighting Spirit Arena, Feng Yao no longer wanted to use Flash to travel.
As soon as Feng Yao and Xiao Wu returned to the academy, they saw Tang San and Wang Sheng and others walking towards them in a hurry, followed by a teacher.
Feng Yao had met that teacher before. He was a great soul master in the academy's healing department.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
"Hurry up!" Tang San ran in the front, leading everyone to the entrance of the academy.
Feng Yao walked away silently. He already had some guesses about why Tang San and his group were so anxious and where they were going.
If things go as expected, Yu Xiaogang's miserable condition should have been discovered by Tang San, so he naturally didn't want to get involved.
But Xiao Wu was different. She was born to like lively places. She thought something important had happened and there was a good show to watch. She quickly came over, stopped Wang Sheng and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Sister Xiaowu!?"
Wang Sheng glanced at Tang San and saw that he had no intention of speaking out to stop him, so he leaned in and whispered, "Tang San just told me that he found his teacher Yu Xiaogang being beaten up in an alley, and now he is seriously injured and unconscious..."
"I really don't know who dared to beat up a great soul master in public. They really don't take the Notting City patrol guards seriously. They are too arrogant!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu raised her hand and gently covered her mouth, her eyes widened with an incredible look, but she still felt uneasy in her heart.
Feng Yao, who was not far away, saw Xiao Wu's appearance and his expression became a little puzzled. He also heard Wang Sheng's words and sighed in his heart: "How could Tang San even encounter this? Is it such a coincidence?"
"And this Xiao Wu, is she such a good actress?"
After Xiao Wu asked clearly, she stopped blocking Wang Sheng's way and let him leave.
"Xiao Wu!"
Feng Yao's quiet voice brought Xiao Wu back to her senses. She raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the voice, and her eyes met Feng Yao's.
"Don't worry, I don't want to talk about it, tsk..."
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Xiao Wu turned her head, walked past Feng Yao in a huff, and left.
night.
In Yu Xiaogang's room.
At this time, Yu Xiaogang was lying on the bed wailing, and Tang San was sitting beside the bed with a very ugly expression. Also there was the academy's dean, Blake, and the healing spirit master that Feng Yao had met during the day.
"Teacher Yan, how is Xiaogang's health?" Dean Blake looked at the healing soul master and asked.
Teacher Yan sighed, put away his martial spirit, the Healing Scepter, shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "Dean, please forgive my incompetence. The master's wound has been broken, and now such a long time has passed, and the treatment was not timely. I guess the yolk has already scattered!"
"The most I can do is to heal most of the external injuries, but for the rest, I can't do anything..."
Seeing this, Dean Blake frowned deeply.
Yu Xiaogang, who had been looking at Teacher Yan with hope, felt a wave of despair when he saw this. In despair, he shouted at Teacher Yan, "This is impossible! You are lying, right? You must be lying!"
"My brother hasn't even used it on 'them' yet, how could it be useless?"
"You bastard, you waste, you quack, I'm going to kill you!"
Yu Xiaogang was like a ghost incarnate. He raised his hand to grab Teacher Yan without caring about his injuries.
Tang San also had a cold expression on his face, staring at Teacher Yan with cold eyes.
Everything that happened suddenly caught Teacher Yan off guard, but he still relied on his instinct to dodge and kicked out.
"ah..."
Yu Xiaogang let out a scream and collapsed on the bed. He felt powerless all over and his eyes were empty and full of despair, but suddenly he started coughing continuously.
As the coughing sounded, Dean Blake's ugly face became even gloomier.
"Teacher Yan, don't be angry, Xiaogang was just impulsive..."
"snort!"
The person speaking in front of him was his boss after all, so Teacher Yan didn't dare to blame Yu Xiaogang anymore. He snorted coldly, bowed to Dean Blake, turned around and left Yu Xiaogang's room.
"well..."
The room fell silent for a moment, except for Dean Black's sigh.
"Xiao Gang... please accept my condolences!"
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