Chapter 20: Don't Have Pity Him
That's right, it's the sound of bones breaking.
"Ahh
Pain!!
With a terrible scream, the porter knelt on the ground, and his tears soared without money.
Then the figure reappeared.
"Ahh
The porter flew upside down, slamming into a big tree and hanging.
He gently lifted his clothes and looked at them, and a red footprint appeared on his stomach.
The porter's eyes were full of horror.
"Ghost ......"
......
"Brother Feng, he fainted."
"Don't pity him, go."
For this kind of person who looks down on people, neither Ling Feng nor Tang San will be merciful.
To deal with such a person, you have to let him see the reality clearly.
Just as Ling Feng and Tang San wanted to enter the academy directly, a pair of big hands were placed on the shoulders of the two of them.
The two of them subconsciously glanced back at the same time, only to see a man of medium stature and slightly thin appeared beside them at some point.
It looked like this man was about forty or fifty years old, with short black hair parted from three or seven, a very ordinary appearance, and a lazy decadence in his eyes.
Ling Feng hurriedly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and handed it to the master.
"Master, please draw one."
"Put the yellow part in your mouth and suck it."
The master frowned slightly, and reached out to take the cigarette lit in Ling Feng's hand, at first he refused to put it in his mouth, but when he smelled the faint fragrance, he subconsciously put it to his mouth and sniffed it.
After confirming that there was no poison, I took a puff.
His eyes widened.
"What is this?"
Ling Feng said: "This is called the smoke of sorrow, which can make people refresh their minds and forget the troubles in their hearts. β
The master took another small puff in disbelief, but his movements were extremely comical, and he used his thumb and forefinger to hold and smoke, so Ling Feng decided to teach the master to smoke himself.
"Master, this thing has to be inhaled like this, you use your index finger and middle finger to hold this yellow part, and then inhale slowly, the smoke has to come out of your nose to feel good."
While speaking, Ling Feng also smoked one himself, he was quite tired after a day's journey, and smoking a cigarette at this time was just enough to relieve his fatigue.
The master sat on the stone bench next to him, crossing Erlang's legs and enjoying the feeling of fluttering immortals.
Unconsciously, he seemed to have forgotten the sorrow of missing Erlong.
But the cigarette was only that long, and within a few minutes, he finished it and even tried to eat the cigarette butt.
Ling Feng hurriedly stopped him, took out another one and lit it and handed it to him.
"What did you just say your name was?"
Ling Feng said: "Smoke to dispel sorrow." β
The master nodded, "This thing should be very expensive." β
Ling Feng smiled, "It's only one of the ten gold soul coins, even if you smoke it, I still have a lot here." β
"Poof!"
"Ahem, ahem!"
The master was so frightened that he quickly took it out of his mouth.
"Ten Golden Soul Coins? So expensive? β
"Don't worry, I won't take your money, just treat me to a treat."
Seeing Ling Feng so generous, the master was a little surprised, but he didn't care so much, anyway, now that he had fallen in love with the taste of this fragrance, he would satisfy it first.
After drawing the second one, the master stood up and glanced at the gatekeeper hanging from the big tree and shook his head.
"I'm sure he offended you just now!"
"He looks down on people, so we taught him a little lesson, don't worry, he can't die." Ling Feng grinned.
The master said lightly: "Show me your proof." β
Tang San hurriedly handed the certificate to the master.
The master glanced at the proof, his gaze shifted to Ling Feng and Tang San, and looked the two of them up and down a few times, I don't know why, Ling Feng now felt as if he was being seen thoroughly by the master, as if he was naked.
Ling Feng hurriedly put his hands in front of his crotch.
"It's true, this is indeed the exclusive seal of the Martial Spirit Palace, and it is impossible to forge it."
After confirming that it was true, the master simply took the hands of the two people and entered the Notting Academy.
"Thank you! Teacher. Tang San spoke.
The master was stunned and said with a smile: "I'm not a teacher, I'm just an idler in the academy, you two can call me master." And that's what everyone else calls it. β
"Strictly speaking, I'm just here to eat and drink."
Tang San frowned and said, "Then you should also be a particularly powerful master." β
"Little San, you're wrong, the master is not necessarily powerful in terms of strength, some people are powerful in a certain aspect, such as Grandpa Jack."
After listening to Ling Feng's words, Tang San understood in seconds.
"Master, you're just as good as Grandpa Jack in that area?"
"Poof!" Ling Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud, Xiao San is so naΓ―ve.....
The master looked stunned and asked curiously: "What is your grandfather so powerful?" β
Tang San glanced at Ling Feng, but Ling Feng didn't look at him.
Because Ling Feng is ready to see the little three make a fool of themselves.
If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates.
For Ling Feng, Xiao San is now a stupid and cute little pig.
Tang San said with some embarrassment: "That's what it is." β
The master asked, "What is it?" β
Ling Feng couldn't stand it anymore, and said neatly: "In terms of body, simply put, the kidneys are relatively strong, and this is what Xiao San means." β
"Haha!" The master couldn't help laughing, "You two little ghosts are really interesting, then I'm not different from your grandfather, I'm strong here." The master pointed to his head.
Tang San hurriedly lowered his head, "It turned out to be there, I said Master, you look so decadent, how can your body be ......?"
"Ahem, ahem." The master coughed dryly, "Actually, my aspect is also very strong, otherwise there wouldn't be so many women who like it." β
"Well done!" Ling Feng gave a thumbs up.
The master was taken aback, he found that he seemed to be surrounded by these two little ghosts, and he didn't want to mention the past affairs again, which inexplicably reminded him of his memories.
But he could only take it to heart.
"Alright, no more fuss. Little San, let me tell you, in fact, the most powerful strength of the previous person is not the strength, but the brain, and when facing a powerful enemy, the brain is the key to victory. Ling Feng said.
The master wiped a cold sweat, this child is really only seven years old?
There are so many things to understand.
Even many young people in their twenties probably do not have such awareness, and it is difficult to remain calm in the face of difficulties, except for impulsiveness.
"Xiao Feng is right, I do have a strong brain, looking at the entire Douluo Continent, I dare to say that no one's theory can be above me."
This is the self-confidence that comes from the strong.
The master does have this capital.
"it!"
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