Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 173 But Forgot This Young Boy (Part [-])

Tang San called his brother's name a few times under the teacher's dormitory building, but seeing no one answered, he had no choice but to go to the cafeteria by himself.

On the way to the cafeteria, Tang San met Ma Hongjun who was studying in the morning.

This guy moved a rattan chair and read a book under the warm sunlight.

The weather is fine today, the long dark sky has finally cleared up, the thick dark clouds of the previous few days were dispelled by the morning light, which also makes people feel good.

"Fatty, are you reading? What book are you reading?"

Even though Ma Hongjun is no longer a fat man, everyone in Shrek is still willing to call him that. If the name is changed because of the change in appearance, it will seem a little unkind.

"Oh, third brother, are you going to have breakfast?" Seeing Tang San who was on his way, Ma Hongjun spread the cover of the book in his hand towards him.

That book is called "Yao Cen".

When Cao Bailu left Shrek, he copied a dozen books overnight and presented them to Ma Hongjun.

This "Yao Cen" is one of them.

"Yes," Tang San nodded with a smile, and said, "Do you want to go together?"

"Let's go," Ma Hongjun said with a smile while putting the book on the rattan chair, "Mr. Cao is back, our food will definitely be good these days, my stomach is considered lucky these days."

"You will never change your nature," Tang San rolled his eyes at Ma Hongjun, "you can be regarded as half a scholar, and you still think about eating and drinking all day long. You have to learn from Xiao Ao, he..."

When Tang San said this, he paused.

It's like being strangled by the neck.

Ma Hongjun knew why, and he didn't want to make fun of himself, he just changed the topic haha, saying that the relationship between Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had made great progress recently, and only then did he forcefully bring Tang San back to his thoughts.

Facing the warm morning light, the two walked towards the cafeteria talking and laughing.

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The wind and snow in the Northland cannot stop in the cold winter, no matter at noon or midnight.

A young man with beautiful peach blossom eyes led a pale young man walking on the thick snowy road.

The two of them didn't have any conversation, it seemed that all the words were kept silent, and the only evidence that could prove that the two were not walking corpses was probably only the white breath they exhaled in the cold air.

I don't know how long I've been walking, but the dark sky still doesn't show any sign of change, and the environment where the snow keeps falling is extremely easy to make people feel depressed.

Oscar stopped in his tracks, and he held out his hand.

Pieces of snowflakes fell on his gloved palm, turning into water droplets and soaking them.

Seeing the master stopped, Bai Yu, who had been slamming a sigh of relief behind her and hurried on, finally relaxed, and sat down on the snowdrift directly.

They have been rushing for three consecutive days and nights, during which they only ate and did not rest.

"Master,"

The sound of the wind and snow was loud, so the young man who fell to the ground exhausted had to make his voice louder.

"You're tired now?" Oscar turned his head and looked at Bai Yu playfully, "We're only halfway there."

"There is still half??? Didn't you say two days ago that there is half left? Master, I really can't walk anymore," Bai Yu was a little desperate.

No, he was desperate.

"Don't tell you that, can you walk?" Oscar walked in front of Bai Yu, squatted down, and said to Bai Yu, "Are you tired? I just looked and there is a small Pavilion, let's go rest there."

"Master! You are an angel!" Upon hearing this, Bai Yu immediately regained his energy. He jumped up and said excitedly, "Master, let's go!"

There was still some snow on his buttocks, it seemed like he didn't feel such a cold thing.

This guy just said he couldn't walk anymore.

Looking at the young man who suddenly regained his vitality for no reason, Oscar smiled helplessly and shook his head.

The best thing about a teenager is that even though he says to give up, he always holds his breath in his heart
This is the boy.

Oscar sighed like this, and then followed the figure of the boy going forward.

Completely forgot, I seem to be a teenager too.

(End of this chapter)