Brush Brush Brush!

Countless pitch-black fishing lines were entangled, imprisoning the six people who had suffered heavy mental injuries in an instant.

Ye Xuan didn't dare to relax, and the six dragon whisker needles shot directly into the throats of the six people, instantly taking their lives.

"Awesome, Xuanxuan, where did you get this beautiful outfit?"

Just as Ye Xuan was about to change back into his previous clothes, a surprised voice sounded not far behind him, causing his whole body to tremble violently, his eyes turned black, and he fainted to the ground.

Before, he was mentally exhausted from the battle, but now coupled with this sudden fatal blow, he immediately didn't lift it in one breath, and he fell to the ground.

"This kid is really strong."

Flender stepped forward and helped Ye Xuan up, looking helpless.

Looking at Ye Xuan, who had fainted, and glanced at the six corpses on the ground, a deep shock flashed in his eyes.

This kid is only a thirty-nine-level Soul Venerable, but he single-handedly killed six forty-nine-level Soul Sects, he is simply a monster among monsters, and he can be called a demon!

Although it was a little reckless, in terms of results, Ye Xuan's performance this time could be said to have given Flender a big surprise!

Such a talent is enough to be called Shrek's strongest!

"Let's go back, I'll leave it to me here, and you guys take good care of Ye Xuan."

Flender said to Ning Rongrong and the others, and began to inspect the bodies of the seven-person coffin-carrying group.

This time this kind of thing happened in the academy, and when he thought of the conversation between Haotian Douluo and Sword Douluo in the grove last night, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's okay if it's an ordinary person, but if there are some Contra-level powerhouses, even if I'm here, it's not easy to deal with......"

Flender's brow furrowed, and his green hair swayed gently in the wind.

These six people, if he remembers correctly, should be the "Funeral Squad", these people are also known as the Coffin Carrying Group of Seven, and they are a very famous assassination team in the world, although I don't know why there are only six corpses now, but judging from the current situation, it seems that the Wuhun Hall has no intention of dispatching its own manpower.

But even so, there are many strong people who do the killer business, if it is an ordinary person, it will be counted, but if there are a few Contra-level powerhouses, even he will be helpless!

After all, he is a killer who recognizes money but not people, even if he has the Pope's Decree of the Martial Spirit Hall in his hand, it is not of the slightest use!

"No, it seems that we can't manage so much, we have to call everyone over!"

The look of confusion on Flender's face flickered, and then his eyes returned to firmness.

"Xiaogang, Erlong, don't blame me for being a big brother this time, it's really ...... There's no other way. For the sake of the children of the Academy, the Golden Triangle, must be reunited! ”

Looking up at the already darkening sky, Flender's expression became a little vicissitudes.

Alas, how many years have it been, I don't know how everyone is doing.

Flender stood silently in the abandoned courtyard, looking up at the sky, as if frozen, until night fell, and did not move.

The night breeze blows, and the green hair sways gently, emitting a faint fluorescence.

……

The next day, Ye Xuan woke up slowly.

"Grass, my head hurts!"

The feeling of a splitting headache made Ye Xuan almost scold his mother, after so many years, he had never been so embarrassed.

Thinking back to yesterday's coffin-carrying seven, I can't help but feel the pain now.

Sure enough, people can't be strong, and if there is a system, it is not invincible, if it weren't for the spiritual pollution suit, I'm afraid I would have to explain here yesterday.

Ye Xuan's whole head was groggy, and he wanted to get up, but he had a feeling of being lightheaded, his body shook, and he fell headlong again.

"What is this, squishy."

Ye Xuan's eyes were hazy, and he gradually regained focus.

"You're awake."

A cold voice mixed with a little joy sounded in Ye Xuan's ears, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhu Zhuqing looking down at him.

“…… Ah, yes...... I woke up. ”

Ye Xuan hurriedly got up and left Zhu Zhuqing's soft and jade-like arms, a little uneasy.

"It's good to wake up, thank you for coming forward yesterday."

Zhu Zhuqing rarely showed a hint of a smile, and said softly: "Later, Dean Flender told everyone that those black people were the [Coffin Carrying Seven] in secular rumors, and the six people who died were all at level forty-nine, and you let us leave regardless of the danger of your life at that time, you were really brave." ”

“……”

Ye Xuan had never heard Zhu Zhuqing say so many things at one time, and he was a little unaccustomed to being praised this time.

"This is a sobering soup I made for you, it will be better if you drink it."

Zhu Zhuqing stood up from the side of the bed, and his slender figure was instantly visible, which made Ye Xuan secretly swallow his saliva.

"That's really ...... The devil's body, the angel's face. Ami Tofu, Ami Tofu ......"

Ye Xuan hurriedly closed his eyes and dispelled the distracting thoughts in his heart.

It's only twelve years old, and it's hard to imagine what the scenery will be like in a few years.

It's really torturous to be alone and widowed in the same room now.

"I'll feed you."

Zhu Zhuqing sat down on the edge of the bed, holding the steaming sobering soup in his hand, holding the soup spoon in his hand, scooping up a mouthful of hot soup, his lips pressed up, and after blowing lightly twice, he slowly sent it to Ye Xuan's mouth.

"I ......"

"Drink slowly, don't rush."

Zhu Zhuqing's tone was soft, and the coldness of his usual days seemed to disappear at this time.

“…… Good. ”

Ye Xuan nodded obediently and took a sip of soup,

"How's it going, are you feeling better?"

There was a trace of worry in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

"Well, your sobering soup is really amazing, just one bite, the headache has eased a little."

Ye Xuan looked surprised, he originally scoffed at things like sobering soup, but he didn't expect that it was really useful, but it made him impressed.

"It's good to be useful."

The corners of Zhu Zhuqing's pursed lips rose slightly, and he said, "This is our family's secret recipe, and it is the first time I have boiled it." ”

"Zhuqing, why are you different from usual today?"

"Yes?"

"Yes, of course!"

Ye Xuan said with a serious face: "Usually, you never smile. ”

"I ......"

Zhu Zhuqing's face darkened when he heard this, and he didn't speak again.

"Can you tell me about it?"

Ye Xuan looked directly at Zhu Zhuqing.

“……”

"You don't have to be embarrassed, everyone has secrets."

“…… Thank you. ”

"What are you thanking me for, logically speaking, I should thank you, if it weren't for your sobering soup, I probably wouldn't be able to say a few words so easily."

Ye Xuan smiled lightly and waved his hand.

“…… Well. ”

Zhu Zhuqing nodded lightly, his lips moved slightly, and he blew the soup spoon twice, and brought it to Ye Xuan's mouth.

The two did not say a word again, one fed and the other drank.

But it is not deserted, but it seems more and more warm.

I don't know why, Zhu Zhuqing felt that just sitting next to Ye Xuan made her feel very relieved.