The next day, Ye Yao bared his teeth and walked to the entrance of the academy.

Obediently, this old man was also very serious yesterday. What do you say you have to do with me? I don't want to be good either! If you catch me, you'll be beaten up.

Alas, they are all a lot older, and their temper is still so hot, it hurts the liver! Why don't you know what self-cultivation is, no wonder your achievements in this life are not high.

Secretly despised Dusty Heart in his heart, and Ye Yao's body felt a little better.

"Hey, Xiao Wu, why does your braid seem to be a little crooked?" Ning Rongrong's puzzled voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Ye Yao turned his head and glanced at it, well, it was indeed a little crooked.

Seeing Xiao Wu's little face flushing again, a pair of eyes still peeked at Tang San from time to time, and Tang San's face on the side was also a little unnatural.

Yeyao said he understood.

Not only Ye Yao, but the faces of the people around him had a little ambiguity, and Oscar also snickered and said, "Little San, should you ......?"

As a result, Tang San glanced at Oscar with a dark face, and Oscar suddenly smiled dryly and was silent.

Having said that, in the past six months, Tang San has had a little follower by his side, well, it is the one who confessed to Xiao Wu and was beaten by Tang San.

Yes, it's Tyrone, and every time he mentions that name, Nightlight feels a little uncomfortable. After all, he also knew a guy named Tyrone in his previous life, but that thing was an assassin, the kind of guy who was crazy and cool.

And the Tyrone I saw in this life...... Ye Yao sighed, where did this stupid orangutan come from?

Well, in every sense of the word, both external and internal.

After Tang San released the Haotian Hammer that day, that shameless Contra Titan actually staged a wealthy confession...... Oh, the drama of the wealthy family recognizing the master, a young master shouting......

Although Ye Yao didn't see it, he couldn't help but sigh afterwards, it was really the son of the plane, and this treatment was ...... Absolutely. Seeing Uncle Tang Hao fighting for so many years, he originally thought that there was only that strength left, but he didn't expect that there would be such a force left for Xiao San.

Ye Yao said that it was just a lemon.

"Okay, now that we're all together, let's go." Flender saw that everyone had arrived, so Shi Shiran came over and said, "This time I went to hunt soul beasts, and it was also an assessment for you, unless there was an emergency, our four teachers would not take action." ”

Then, Flender seemed to think of something, glanced at the calm Night Yao, and added, "Except for the soul beasts that Night Yao needs." ”

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to Ye Yao.

The age of the fourth soul ring is about three thousand to five thousand years, and for the current Shrek Eight Monsters, if they cooperate properly, except for a few top-level soul beasts like the Titan Giant Ape, they should all be able to win.

Except for what Nightshade needs...... They all know that Ye Yao can't be remembered by common sense, and this fourth soul ring must be beyond this time limit, but I don't know how many years it will be? Seven thousand? Or nine thousand? Or ......

"Boss Dai, what do you say? Take a gamble? Oscar leaned over to Dai Mubai and whispered.

"How much to bet?" Dai Mubai was also a little interested.

"Little brother's money has been a little tight lately, so I won't bet too much......" Oscar hesitated for a moment, and then gestured without a trace. Before going shopping with Ning Rongrong, he helped Ning Rongrong buy a dress, which made him bleed a little. Although he knew that Ning Rongrong, as the eldest lady of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, was not short of money at all, but what about men...... Even if there is blood dripping from the heart, you must remain silent on your face, and even smile and ask, "Is one piece enough?" Do you want to buy another one. So I just took this opportunity to get a little back.

Dai Mubai said dissatisfiedly: "What's the point of betting on such a small amount, if you want to bet, bet on this number......" Then he gestured his finger twice.

Oscar was a little hesitant, this number is a bit big, almost half of his belongings now......

After a moment, Oscar's eyes became determined. Give it a go, a bike becomes a motorcycle, a go, a motorcycle becomes a Land Rover.

Whether you can buy a new dress for Rongrong depends on this time!

"Eh, I want it too, I want it too, add me a ......" Ma Hongjun's somewhat excited voice sounded on the side.

"Okay, fatty, count you in." Dai Mubai said.

"Come, tell me, you can guess the number."

Dai Mubai: "Eight thousand." ”

Oscar's eyelids jumped, this is also the number he wants to guess, in his opinion, ten thousand years is still unlikely, after all, the gap between the ten thousand year soul ring and the thousand year soul ring is far greater than imagined, and it is not at all comparable to the gap between the hundred year soul ring and the thousand year soul ring, so although he saw the second thousand year soul ring of Ye Yao, he still didn't believe it.

Night Yao's second soul ring is about 1,500 years old, and the third soul ring is 5,000 years old, according to Oscar's guess, Night Yao's fourth soul ring will probably be in the range of 8,000 to 9,000, and most importantly, when he walked through Dean Flender's office yesterday, he heard him say that he saw a ghost leopard about eight or nine thousand years old last time he went to the Sunset Forest......

Seeing that Ma Hongjun was about to open his mouth, Oscar hurriedly said: "Nine thousand." According to him, it is either nine thousand or eight thousand, and the chance of him winning is one in two, so he has to say it quickly, otherwise if Ma Hongjun says it first, then he will cry to death.

Hearing that his two elder brothers had finished counting, Ma Hongjun seemed a little hesitant, he also felt that Ye Yao's fourth soul ring would be around eight thousand or nine thousand years, but now, ......

In the end, Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth, "Ten thousand years." ”

"Well, okay, so be it, if we don't guess correctly, then the one that comes closest to the actual result wins." Oscar said with a smile.

"And what if two people guess close?"

"Then the two of them divide the third person equally." Oscar's fox tail was exposed, in his opinion, the fat man was definitely going to lose, but the victory or defeat between him and Dai Mubai was indeed five or five, and in the end, even if Ma Hongjun was equally divided, it would be good.

"Okay." Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun have no objections, Dai Mubai is because he was originally a local tyrant, and this money is really a "small gamble" for him, as for Ma Hongjun...... His usual most consumption is to go to the kiln, but now that the evil fire has no effect on him, he goes relatively rarely, and the place he goes to is ...... Well, according to him, "good quality and low price", ten Silver Soul coins three times...... Compared to the monthly subsidy of one hundred gold soul coins from Soul Venerable, it is really nothing.

Flender's ears were tipped, and when he heard the three little rabbits on the side opening the market, he was also a little itchy in his heart, but he always had to take into account a little bit of the majesty of being the dean, so in the end he had to dispel this idea cowardly.

"So, let's go. Target: Sunset Forest. ”

At the same time, in a certain forest, Dugu Bo looked at a white-robed figure not far away with a solemn face.

"Sword Douluo Chenxin? What do you mean? I don't seem to have offended you Seven Treasure Glass Sect. ”

Chenxin sneered: "I heard that Poison Douluo's cultivation is profound, and he actually bent down to deal with a junior who is just a Soul Venerable, so I specially came to learn it." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about? When will I ...... to a Soul Venerable junior" Dugu Bo frowned and said, and then, he seemed to remember, it seemed that a year ago, there seemed to be such a thing......

"That kid is your disciple? Then why did it take a year for you to come to the door? Dugu Bo said suspiciously, in his opinion, it would be fine if that kid was a disciple of Chenxin, but he hadn't heard Tang San talk about it before, and a year had passed since this time, could this Sword Douluo find him to take revenge after a year?

Don't be kidding, he is not Haotian Douluo, he doesn't have the ability to make Sword Douluo jealous, although his poison has caused a lot of damage, but if Sword Douluo is determined to kill him, it is really not too difficult.

Not to mention that he had been stuck at level ninety-one for more than ten years, he had only broken through to level ninety-two with the help of Tang San half a year ago. The old thing of Dusty Heart was already at level ninety-six, you must know that when it comes to the level of Title Douluo, especially after level ninety-five, each level is a horizontal ditch.

"Stop talking nonsense and do it." Dusty said lightly.

"Do you really think I'm afraid you'll not succeed?" Dugu Bo shouted, and then his body ...... rapidly Back.

Just kidding, this old thing clearly wants to beat himself up, and he won't be stupid enough to get beaten up.

Dusty watched Dugubo's figure disappear into the forest with a smile.

"Do you think you'll be able to get away with it?"

Half an hour later, Dust left the forest satisfied.

At this time, Dugu Bo's dark green robe had turned into a beggar's outfit, his old face was also pale, his body was half-kneeling on the ground, and he could only support the ground with his hands, and he vomited blood from time to time.

"Hmm, Dusty Heart, you old thing for me to remember...... ...... vomit"