I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 85 Master is pretty good

Author: Mo Mo You Wen

Chapter 85 Master is pretty good

Flanders felt very embarrassed at the moment, thinking to himself, what about the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, she has to be obedient under my command, but with a serious look on her face, "Therefore, as an auxiliary soul master, you two

They all require regular and effective physical training. In a life-or-death situation, if you can take an extra step, your chance of survival will be greater!"

Flanders said earnestly: "Especially Ning Rongrong, as you are a girl, you should exercise more, which is of great benefit to your body."

Oscar has become immune to these chicken soup words. He always has a submissive smile on his face and secretly complains in his heart. It seems that his legs may become loose after a while.

Sure enough, after finishing a can of "chicken soup", Flanders showed a smile to Oscar and Ning Rongrong and said:

"Your teaching task this morning is to run twenty laps around the entire village from now on. If you don't come back before lunch, you won't have to eat, and you won't be hungry! You can use your respective auxiliary abilities along the way.

Do you understand?"

"Understood." Ning Rongrong replied cheerfully, turned around and ran out without looking back. Oscar's peach blossom eyes were slightly resentful, he glanced at Tang San and Xiao Wu next to him, and ran after him, with those long legs

A feeling of shyness suddenly emerged.

Xiao Wu looked at Oscar's back in amazement as he walked away. His buttocks were as high as those of a monkey...

Although the village where Shrek Academy is located is not big, Oscar understands that the entire village Flanders refers to includes the cultivated land in the village. After one circle, it is at least three kilometers away. Twenty circles is a quite terrifying distance.

’s numbers.

Even though the two of them have soul powers of level 25 and above, completing this marathon before noon is still a task that makes weak magic-assisted soul masters miserable. Frankly speaking, even if Tang San and others are allowed to do so,

It’s not easy for people to run!

Flanders touched his small beard, smiled with satisfaction, and said to Tang San: "Xiao Tang, please go to my office alone to talk!" His eyes lingered on his waist for a few seconds, and then

Turned around and left.

Tang San met Flanders' gaze without knowing why, flicked the Twenty-Four Bridge Mingyue Ye on his waist, and followed him calmly.

Flanders' office, which is also his residence, is 100 meters away from the small playground where Tang San and Zhao Wuji fought yesterday. The room is very simple, but the large bookshelf and desk against the wall are very eye-catching, which is familiar.

furnishings…

Tang San thought he was in his own cheap teacher's dormitory!

Flanders sat down behind his desk, looking at Tang San through the lenses affectionately, with a complicated light in his eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

Tang San's heart skipped a beat. Isn't that look wrong? Shouldn't it be about asking the teacher? Is he a manly woman?! Just when Tang San was hesitant to tell him that his old father was also a Soul Saint, Flanders

He spoke:

"Master, is he okay?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have misunderstood the dean. It was over. Was he so assimilated by Wu Liu's story that he stuttered in his answer, "Okay, pretty good."

Flender's eyes were full of tenderness, and he said in a gentle tone: "I was a little hesitant when I saw the belt around your waist this morning. Your age and strength are extremely outstanding. I thought I saw it wrong. Now I have confirmed that this belt is real.

Yes, I should have expected that from the perspective of a master, the apprentice he likes must be extraordinary!!"

That last sentence seemed as proud as Yourong Yan.

Tang San's clear eyelashes trembled, and he raised his hand to sweep over the twenty-fourth bridge on the bright moonlit night, took out a letter and handed it to Flanders, looked at the table, and said in a slightly reserved tone: "Before departure,

The teacher asked me to submit this letter to the dean after I passed the college assessment and was admitted."

After listening to Tang San's words, Flender's eyes flashed with sadness, laughter, and dissatisfaction, "This guy is finally willing to contact me. Over the years, the news he has given me, including this letter, is

Two letters, hum!"

As he spoke, he slowly opened the envelope and took out the white letter paper inside. From the corner of his eye, Tang San saw that Flanders' fingers trembling slightly as he opened the letter, very cautiously.

When reading the letter, Flanders was sometimes happy, sometimes tender, and sometimes angry. It was like a palette was placed on his face. How wonderful!

"Okay, okay, in order to prove myself, I don't even want a brother... I'll fuck your grandma's bear... If you don't feel proud, you still have me..."

Flanders seemed to be going crazy, his face kept changing, and he kept mumbling something...

Tang San couldn't understand. Is this the bending of the moon or brotherly love?

Suddenly, Flanders suddenly raised his head and looked at Tang San with piercing eyes, "Since you are his proof, don't let him down. Go back and practice hard. It won't be easy at night!"

(End of chapter)