"Next time I meet him, I'll kill him!" said Chubby viciously.

Zhang Baobao lowered his head, covered his face with both hands, did not speak, and looked very painful. After all, Yu Long is also one of his own students, and Wang Jiecheng's target should have been himself, so Yu Long was shot while lying down. Zhang Baobao's heart was full of remorse and self-blame. If Yu Long really has three strengths and two shortcomings, how can he be worthy of Aunt Wang Wanrong?

But Wang Jiecheng will really kill a little hairy child, which Zhang Baobao could never have imagined. After all, Wang Jiecheng and Yu Long have never known each other in their lives, let alone have any deep hatred, and Wang Jiecheng in the dragon pattern underground arena has already won the battle, so why bother to kill a dying child?

Everyone wants to be the king of the arena, but by putting himself on the throne in this way, can Wang Jiecheng sleep peacefully at night? I'm afraid that Wang Jiecheng has been blinded by the darkness in his heart, and he can no longer distinguish between good and evil.

It's ridiculous that he's still enjoying the glory of the victor.

Zhang Baobao shook his head, what kind of hatred did he have with Wang Jiecheng? It's just that there have been some arguments in the class about how many four spirits are not even debated, just because of this? Yu Long has to pay such a painful price? Even if Yu Long has a stubborn personality, he shouldn't have such a result, right?

Moreover, what Wang Jiecheng used was Yu Long's stubborn character.

"Wang Jiecheng!" Zhang Baobao gritted his teeth and spit out three words from his mouth word by word.

The flowers in the courtyard of Yu Long's house are still blooming, gently swaying in the delicate wind.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a light gray suit with a delicate, smooth and shiny big back hurriedly walked into the courtyard, glanced at Zhang Baobao and Xiaopang who were squatting on the steps, ignored them, and walked straight into the house. Zhang Baobao vaguely heard the question "Where is the dragon?"

Until night, Wang Wanrong and the middle-aged man did not come out again. Zhang Baobao sent Xiaopang home first, and went to his own house to take a leave with his grandmother, saying that he would live in Xiaopang's house tonight and not come back, and the grandmother of the province was worried about it.

The evening breeze rose, and Zhang Baobao tightened the bright red white shirt on his body.

……

In the early morning of the second day, Xiaopang came to Yu Long's house early, carrying two hot buns and a carton of pure milk in his hand.

"Zhang Bao, you just squatted here stupidly all night!? Why don't you find a sheltered place to drill into the wind. Are you sick or what's the matter? You're okay with a little bald head like Yu Long?"

“……”

Zhang Baobao didn't answer, just silently lowered his head, his eyes were a little empty and unfocused.

Xiaopang also felt compassion, and his attitude immediately softened again, took off his coat and threw it to Zhang Baobao, and handed two hot buns and a carton of milk to Zhang Baobao.

"Eat it. Fat sat down on the steps next to him as he spoke, "Did you say you'd be fine?" Yu Long will definitely be fine, even if you stay here for a day, it's useless." You just didn't listen to what you said last night. ”

“……”

Zhang Baobao did not answer.

"Hurry up and eat two buns and milk, so you have to PK with Wang Jiecheng's grandson today, in your state, baby, I'll be honest, I'm really worried about you." The two of us have been classmates for two years and have similar interests. I really can't bear to see you being beaten by Wang Jiecheng's grandson, alas. ”

"It's okay to beat it. If, if you are also killed by Wang Jiecheng's goods, if you also have the same ending as Yu Long's baby, then what can you do?"

Looking at the little fat man Shi Liangda squatting on the steps and sighing and saying, I don't know if this is to persuade or comfort himself? But Zhang Baobao knows that the little fat man is also out of kindness.

Zhang Baobao didn't answer, and swallowed two hot buns and a carton of milk indiscriminately. After the painful torture of yesterday's incident, Zhang Baobao really felt a little physically and mentally exhausted.

"Can't you get to today's class?" asked Chubby as he kneading the two temples on his head with his two chubby hands, his expression a little irritated.

"No, I won't. Zhang Baobao's words were still cold, and he couldn't hear the slightest temperature, and he couldn't sense his current mood from his words, "You can help me ask for a leave." ”

Xiaopang glanced at Zhang Baobao who was close at hand helplessly, and did not say "yes" or "no".

The two of them sat on the cold and wet steps, and the room was brightly lit, but no sound could be heard. No one knows what Yu Long's current situation is?

Inside the house.

……

"Yu Cheng, you immediately inject three percent of pure water spiritual power into the two acupuncture points of Long'er's body, 'Divine Court' and 'Yin Tang'. Hurry!"

Wang Wanrong gave an order, and the middle-aged man in a light gray suit with a big back answered, not daring to be ambiguous at all, urging his body energy, and quickly injected two streams of pure water spiritual power into the corresponding two acupuncture points of the body of the bloodless bald head Yu Long lying on the bed, only to see two pure blue spiritual powers like water columns slowly flowing between the middle-aged man and Yu Long's body.

On the middle-aged man's forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans gradually oozed, his eyes were closed, the muscles on his face seemed to be constantly twitching, and his expression was extremely painful.

On the other side of Yu Long's body, Wang Wanrong also slowly injected a pure rose-red spiritual power into the vicinity of Yu Long's chest like a waterline.

Wang Wanrong stared straight at Yu Long, her eyes flashing with crystal clear water from time to time.

"Long'er......" Wang Wanrong murmured, she loved beauty and now completely ignored her messy hair, haggard face and pale face.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man finished injecting water spirit and slowly stood up.

His feet had just landed, and before he could stand firmly, a stream of hot blood spurted out directly from the middle-aged man's mouth.

"Poof!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief embroidered with a peony pattern from his pocket and covered it to his mouth.

"Yu Cheng!How are you!?"

"Leave me alone, I'm fine. You concentrate on healing the dragons. ”

"I've tried everything I can think of. Various spiritual plants such as gastrodia, ginseng, astragalus, cordyceps, Polygonum multiflori, Ganoderma lucidum, wolfberry, Suoyang, Shengdi, and Codonopsis, all of which have been transformed into pure flower spirits and entered into the dragon's body. However, he still did not react. ”

Wang Wanrong looked a little anxious, and her words were not as capable and elegant as usual.

"Rong'er, don't be too anxious. You used to be one of the best Auxiliary Spirit Masters in the entire Wufang City, and if you can't cure Long'er, there is no second person who can do it. Don't be too impatient. In another hour, I'll give Long'er another input of water spiritual power. ”

The middle-aged man's words were calm, powerful, and methodical. Wang Wanrong's mood seemed to gradually stabilize.

"Yu Cheng, you also have to be careful of your body, if your spiritual power is too depleted, you will also ......"

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man Yu Cheng stretched out a palm and motioned for Wang Wanrong not to say any more.

Wang Wanrong lowered her head slightly, "If Sister Yuelu is still here, she will definitely be able to ......"

Yu Cheng frowned slightly, "The past is like the wind, since Sister Yueluo has decided to leave, she has her own reasons, so let everything be." ”

"But my dragon?"

"For now, we can only do our best and resign ourselves to God's destiny. Don't think about it so much, you still concentrate on the input of mental power to protect Long'er's heart. I've also probed just now, and Long'er seems to have taken some kind of elixir, and there are traces of breath wandering in his body, although it is faint, but I can feel it. ”

"Panacea?"

"That's right. You've been studying the Spirit Plant Pill for several years, didn't you give Long Er any pill?"

"How is it possible? Long Er is already unconscious when he was sent here, how can he still take oral medicine? I have never given Long Er any pills. ”

"This ,...... Don't think about it yet. It's important to save the dragon. It's not too late to wait until the treatment is over. ”

"Hmm. Wang Wanrong nodded lightly, gathered her mind, and continued to inject pure aura into Yu Long's body.

……

Outside the courtyard of the house.

Zhang Baobao raised his head and looked at the little fat in front of him suspiciously, "Why are you back?" Didn't I let you go to school, and asked me for leave by the way?"

Xiaopang turned his head and did not answer Zhang Baobao's question immediately, but still sat on the steps next to Zhang Baobao. "I've been to school, the head teacher has seen it, and I've taken leave. Rest assured. ”

"Then why did you get back?"

"Can I rest assured that you are here alone? Besides, you still have to PK with Wang Jiecheng in the afternoon? Big brother! I really can't rest assured!" Xiaopang's mood seemed a little excited, but then he sighed softly, and his tone became softened again, "Besides, it's useless even if I'm in the class, I can't learn anything, and I'm not ready to learn anything, a typical scumbag." Where is it not the same? So, I took a leave of absence. ”

Zhang Baobao glanced at Xiaopang and didn't speak, but his heart was full of gratitude, and his eyes were also full of warmth. Although Chubby's academic performance is very poor, he is kind and can be regarded as his true friend.

At noon, Xiaopang went out again to buy two boxed lunches for the two. Zhang Baobao also swallowed it indiscriminately.

Time dissipates little by little, like the flowing water in a small river, silently, it is gone and never returned.

By 5 o'clock in the afternoon, there was still no movement in the house, and Chubby kept looking in from the window, but could not see anything.

Zhang Baobao squatted on the stone steps, anxious in his heart.

"Zhang Bao'er, I don't think I'll wait. The time for this game is coming soon, and it is not a way to spend it like this. Xiaopang turned around and walked to Zhang Baobao's side to remind.

“……”

Zhang Baobao was silent for a while.

Chubby also held his breath and sat on the steps with his head tilted.

……

Another half hour later.

"Bao, if you don't set off again, I'm afraid this time will be a little out of a hurry? You don't have time to go home and change clothes now?" Xiaopang was really anxious this time, stood up straight in front of Zhang Baobao, and vowed to ask Zhang Baobao to give a sentence.

Zhang Baobao raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

"Let's go!"

There was a compelling chill in his tone.