Tong Yu and Chu Crazy Ge subconsciously raised their hands to cover their eyes to resist the dazzling light, and their bodies couldn't help trembling slightly, that was the joy of lost people when they saw their relatives.

It wasn't until a figure appeared in the center of the light that the light stopped expanding.

"Praise be to the creator gods, little ones, long time no see!" The dean's face, which seemed to be handsome and gentle, but was actually dark and cunning, was like a god descending against the backdrop of thousands of lights.

Chu Yange's legs were bent and weak, and he almost knelt down directly.

Tong Yu's eyes reddened slightly, lowered his head and whispered, "Lord Dean, I'm ...... I can't save Qiu Feng, she ...... I'm afraid it's ......"

That dead word, Tong Yu couldn't say it no matter how hard he tried.

"Praise the creator god, little boy, you don't have to worry, Qiu Feng will be fine!" The dean smiled and said.

"Huh?" Tong Yu raised his head, his eyes were filled with tears, "But, when the space crack closed, I saw the wind, rivers and seas ......"

"Little guy, Qiu Feng's life is not over, there will be no problem, at least this battle for Genting will be fine!" It is rare that the Dean did not praise the Creator God.

Under normal circumstances, when the Dean praises the creator God, he only needs to listen to one of the words he says, and that one percent may sometimes be a little deceitful.

But when the dean is unruly or ridiculous or nonsense and does not praise the creator God, ten out of ten of those words can be listened to, and the remaining ten percent are in words.

Just like now, the dean said that Qiu Feng would be fine in this Genting Battle, but he didn't say whether Qiu Feng would be okay next time.

However, this is definitely an exciting piece of good news for Chu Madge and Tong Yu.

"Qiu Feng is fine, it's fine!" In fact, Chu Madge seems to be a big old man, and sometimes he is not heartless, but Qiu Feng asked Tong Yu to take him away from this matter, so that his heart was tightly pinched, and it was uncomfortable to be tight, so he could only scold a few words to hide the restlessness in his heart, and now when he heard the dean's resolute words, he finally put his mind at ease.

"Are you two going to continue to love each other, or are you going to go with the dean? Praise the creator God, this dean is actually quite willing to let the two of you linger here for eternity! The Dean smiled.

Tong Yu and Chu Crazy couldn't help but feel cold and loved each other? Lingering? Can this word be applied to two big men?

Gwoe~ It's disgusting!

Suddenly, Tong Yu and Chu Madge let go of the arms that were pulling each other to maintain balance.

"Whew"

Another wave of spatial turbulence swept in, Tong Yu and Chu Crazy Ge lost each other's support, and they were about to be swept away.

"Alas~ Just kidding, look at what scares you, praise the creator god, how can this dean have such an unsympathetic student!" With a sigh, the dean made a slow move, slipped Tong Yu and Chu Crazy Goti one by one, and walked out of the shining crack as if walking on the ground.

"You two, you're really too weak, let's let this dean practice you well! Praise the creator god, Xiao Xie, Xiao Jiu, you two little ones have company again! At the moment when the space closed, the words of the dean came softly and shallowly.

Tong Yu and Chu Crazy couldn't help but change their faces, miserable as a blank piece of paper, being practiced by Teacher Man Yao, it can only be regarded as hell, and being practiced by the dean, that is the eighteenth layer of hell, which is not a level of dire at all!

That, can they refuse?