Flander Zou Mei looked at Dai Mubai and others who were standing aside and not leaving:

"Didn't you hear what I said? Go back and adjust your condition, and wait until Tang San comes to my office alone."

That's right, because of curiosity, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Zhu Zhuqing were all stayed.

If one or two stayed, Flander would not pay attention, but if he didn't leave, it would give Flander a feeling that his own words were useless.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's faces changed, and the dean frowned! This usually happens when it comes to cute little money!

"Zhu Qing, leave."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't move,

Then Dai Mubai greeted Tang San and Xiao Wu for a moment and then evacuated Ma Hongjun. When he left, he looked back at Zhu Zhuqing.

"Zhu Qing, leave."

Xiao Wu jumped over and grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's hand.

Tang San was a little confused. When did their relationship get so good?

Zhu Zhu nodded.

The three left.

Flander's face looked a little better, it seemed that his words were still effective.

He watched Oscar and Ning Rongrongdao start preaching.

“…”

"At the critical moment, maybe you can survive by taking one more step!"

Blade has a different view on Fland's theory of escape, but when he thinks that he is not a professional, he doesn't say much.

Oscar didn't know why Flander's big words were for?

That's all to torture these little assistants!

What a man of inhumanity.

Sure enough, after Flander made a fuss, he ordered to run around the village twenty laps!

Oscar and Ning Rongrong ran out.

The blade did not hesitate and immediately followed.

"Blade, you're back."

Flander also took a step and ran out and spoke.

There was no accident with Oscar. Blade is not an auxiliary soul master at all. The training content of this part naturally has nothing to do with it. The dean asked him to stay must have other intentions.

The blade walked up to Fland and said curiously: "Dean, don't I run?"

"That's their task to assist the soul master."

"oh."

The blade closed his mouth.

Flander: "Isn't this kid curious about why I left him alone?"

"Zhao Wuji told me about your situation. You don't need to participate in the teaching of the Soul Master before your body recovers."

Daofeng smiled and said, "Dean, please tell me what we are going to do tonight, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing to be a deserter so inexplicably."

Fland nodded, very nice, calm, and said nothing wrong with him without having to do anything with a slap in his chest.

"We will go to the Great Soul Fighting Arena to practice tonight. Being injured there is common, and death is not rare. Your current situation is not suitable for it."

Blade touched his chin and was thinking. Flander waited quietly. At first glance, he could see that the child did not need others to make decisions for him.

Blade looked up at Flander and smiled, "Dean, there will be no forced battle there and only one person standing there, right?"

Flander frowned: "No, the battle will end after admitting defeat."

Blade Fen smiled and said, "Then it's no problem. If I really can't beat me, I will surrender!"

Looking at Blade's bright smile, Flander remembered what Zhao Wuji said that made people laugh and cry.

When he first saw this kid, he didn't believe it. How could such a child hold Zhao Wuji's stupid big man cry with tears in his tears?

It seems that it is impossible to be wrong now.

This kid - not bad!

He said, "Have you really thought it through?"

Blade answered confidently: "Don't worry! If you can't beat me, just let it go! I'm very good at this!"

Flander twitched: Is this something to be proud of?!

But I feel a little relieved. Passion is a good thing, but it will be better if I add a little bit of knowledge to advance and retreat.

"Very good, I agree to you to go to the night's training, but you surrender immediately if the situation is not good."

Flander ordered some meat with relief, but still gave another piece of advice.

"Director, please rest assured."

"You go back first and prepare well."

The blade bowed to Flander and headed towards the dormitory-to read more books.

Flander's back as he looked at Blade's departure, slightly raised Yang on the corner of his mouth: "Interesting little guy."

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Principal's Office.

"Is the master okay?"

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Around the village.

Oscar is running alone.

Under the brilliant sunshine, this is his passing youth.

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As night fell, Flander was standing on the playground, looking at all the eight students in front of him.

His face was a little gloomy, and Blade felt that he was preparing to make trouble.

“…”

It turned out that this girl named Ning Rongrong was lazy, and you would know without Flander talking about Blade.

The moment Oscar admitted that both of them had finished running, Blade sent a moment of silence for him for three seconds.

He is not blind, and Flander is not blind, and Flander is still a "four-eyed boy".

Ning Rongrong's physique was not strong. When he was talking to Dai Mubai, he knew that the village, including the fields belonging to him, had three kilometers in one circle, twenty circles, and sixty kilometers in one circle!

This is not sixty meters.

Even with the Oscars whose physical constitution is stronger than Ning Rongrong, and even the small intestine that can quickly recover their physical strength and soul power, the blade can tell that he is a little tired.

But he didn't see any fatigue in Ning Rongrong! If she had really run sixty miles, she might have stood here like a ok person?!

Too easy to see through, young people.

Oscar was blocked with soul power and ran twenty laps again.

Blade has already thought of bringing a handful of flowers when burning incense to him. Finally, we will meet each other and let the Oscar go with it decently!

Ning Rongrong pursed his lips and said nothing.

Blade looked at Flander and sighed: "What a strict principal."

Flander's eyes turned to Dai Mubai and others, "Do you guys don't understand why I did this? Why should he keep running?"

"Dean, I know!"

Vlad looked at the few people shut up and was about to start preaching, but unexpectedly a discordant voice appeared in the venue.

It seems that it is the Blade Boy.

That hateful smile! This kid is going to make trouble.

Vlad's forehead hopped slightly.

"Oh? Then tell me."

Blade closed his smile slightly: "Because his sheltering moment is likely to make the person he shelter die one day in the future without a burial place, and even involve many people related to the sheltered person, such as his side-by-side comrades."

Flander was slightly surprised, this boy...

Ning Rongrong bit his lips tightly and grabbed his skirt with his hands.

Tang San and others glanced at Ning Rongrong and couldn't help but think seriously.
To be continued...