[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

Dazai Osamu's words were like a basin of cold water, instantly dousing Haraichi's aroused impulse.

He blinked, and his numb and stiff eyes followed the man's back, and then another man jumped out of the black haze, and his wings half a man's height spread out in the night sky at a frightening speed.

There was not a small movement in the woods where the two disappeared, and Hara stood still.

boom!boom!boom--

After a few sounds, it became quiet.

It sounds like a one-sided "massacre", and the other side has no power to fight back.

Yuan Yi chuckled.

Also, Tang Hao, who was a titled Douluo a few years ago, was able to challenge the Spirit Hall guarded by the Pope.

He actually had the audacity to face him head-on. He was indeed crazy.

"What is he doing here?" Yuan Yi licked his lower lip, "Does she know that?"

[——Don’t ask stupid questions like this]

"Eat your sweets in peace, bandage monster."

【--Fool】

However, he was wrapped tightly in a black robe. If other people from Wuhun Palace were here, they would never be able to recognize who he was under the black robe.

Yuan Yi laughed, walked into Shrek School with candy bars, and searched for the dormitory based on his memories from the day.

……Etc., etc……

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, biting the knuckle of his index finger hard, his pupils slowly dilated, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and finally stretched into a weird smile, "Haha, hahaha!"

Yuan Yi laughed uncontrollably.

He covered his face and squatted down, his crazy eyes revealed through his fingers.

He laughed so freely that he almost couldn't breathe.

"You already knew that, right?! He is his son!"

Now that I think about it, Osamu Dazai may have noticed it as a bystander.

Tang San, Tang Hao.

How could such an obvious connection be ignored by him and Bibi Dong?

Yu Xiaogang really lives up to the name of "Master".Taking the initiative to expose the secret of Tang San's twin martial souls in front of Bibi Dong, without hiding the surname, it seemed reckless, but in fact, he completely grasped the principle of darkness under the lamp.No wonder, no wonder, during the battle at Wuhun Palace many years ago, Tang Hao called Bibi Dong the murderer of his wife and children in front of everyone, directly implying that it was probably the master's instruction.

Who would have thought that a titled Douluo would risk his life and cause trouble in the Spirit Hall just to put on a show.

As expected of Haotian Douluo.

The love for his son is evident.

But where did the intersection between these two people begin?Tang San actually didn't see any flaws. Was it because of his superb acting skills...or was it that the master was hiding it from him?

If it's the latter, then you have to admire this person's superior foresight.

If you have the chance to meet that master next, you must be careful.

However, he was reluctant to give up his identity as a white owl, so he had no choice but to:

【Kill the White Owl】

"...little madman, little madman?"

Yuan Yi slowly raised his head, with a few traces of a crazy smile remaining in his eyes.

Li Yusong was frightened by his appearance and took a few steps back in a hurry.

This guy had this look on his face when he made Lao Zhao look like that!

Upholding his teacher's ethics, Li Yusong coughed lightly: "I thought you wouldn't come back..."

"Take you to the dormitory?"

The white owl smiled at him, making the hair crawl all over his body and making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

This little lunatic is indeed evil, but fortunately the dean is back. With him in charge, there shouldn't be any trouble.

When he said that Cao Cao had arrived, Li Yusong touched his beard and caught a glimpse of the figure approaching quickly. His eyes lit up, he waved and shouted: "Dean!"

The man with a pair of jet-black wings sprouted from his back was carried by a gust of wind and fell to the ground with extraordinary momentum. He also carried a big man on his shoulders. Li Yusong was blown by the wind and sand and unconsciously squinted his eyes. He hurried up to meet him and suddenly found that he was being carried by the dean. The person in question was none other than Fudo Ming Wang Zhao Wuji. His burly and fierce face was covered with bruises, and the blood spots at the corners of his mouth were solidified. He rolled his eyes and it was obvious that he had been beaten severely.

Who can bring Fudo Myoto into such an embarrassing situation? !

"Is someone here to cause trouble?!"

Li Yusong hurriedly took Zhao Wuji from the dean's hand, and was staggered by it.

Although Shrek Academy is a bit shabby, the dean is quite powerful.

Although he has always been despised by the Soul Master Academy and is probably looked down upon by other Soul Master academies, there are few bold people who can challenge Zhao Wuji and beat him to such an extent. He is also a Soul Douluo at least. .

How did the academy get involved with such a person?

Flanders sighed and threw Zhao Wuji, who was still groaning in pain, to the other party, "It's because he has no eyesight that he offends others. It has nothing to do with the academy. By the way, go find Shao Xin and give him some jelly beans."

After saying that, he muttered as if he was angry that the iron was not made of steel: "At least I know how to shut up and get beaten..."

Haotian Douluo lived up to the name of "Haotian". Even in a fight without releasing his martial spirit, he was able to fight with all his fists. His heart was trembling as he watched from the side. He watched Zhao Wuji's back being helped away and let out a tsk.

I beat the kid, but I can't help him. It's bad luck for Lao Zhao!

I don't know what happened this year. It was just a Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda. I didn't expect that there was a titled Douluo standing behind the Tang Dynasty. He was the Haotian Douluo who once had a grudge against Wuhun Palace.

But it can't be entirely blamed on Old Zhao for not seeing clearly, Tang San's martial spirit was indeed an innate useless martial spirit, Blue Silver Grass.

Generally speaking, the next generation of soul masters will choose the stronger martial soul among their parents to inherit. Who knew that the boy named Tang was actually a Blue Silver Grass? Without the obvious symbol of the Clear Sky Hammer, it is no wonder that Old Zhao did not recognize.

But Blue Silver Grass... to a certain extent, people who awaken this kind of martial spirit can already pronounce the "death penalty" on the road of soul masters. Unexpectedly, that kid Tang San used Blue Silver Grass to break out of the way. , and made Lao Zhao as embarrassed as his father.

Flanders stroked his beard, feeling satisfied: Hey, it’s a little monster!

According to the news from Zhao Wuji, four little monsters were admitted this year, plus a little lunatic, a total of five people. Five more mouths. Oops, my wallet has shrunk again.

That little lunatic heard that he wanted to invest in Shrek?Isn’t that fat meat delivered to your door?

Flanders became more and more fascinated as he thought about it, with a happy smile on his face.

"You...are Shrek's dean?"

Flender's expression froze, he raised his fist to his mouth and coughed heavily, "Who called me..."

As soon as he turned around, he saw the boy looking at him with a smile. That face looked familiar. The two of them blurted out almost at the same time:

"Bastard boy!"

"Profiteer boss!"

Flanders, who was tricked by this kid not long ago, still remembers this face, and when he thinks about it, he feels itching with hatred. It has been more than ten years since a goose pecked his eye. Isn't that embarrassing? !

After estimating the other person's age, Flanders immediately knew who the other person was.

He thought to himself: It’s in my hands!

"I am indeed the dean of Shrek," Flender glanced at him and raised the corners of his mouth, "Are you the student who came to register today?"

The white owl nodded.

"Then you come to the office with me..."

White Owl interrupted him, "Do you want to talk to me about injecting money into Shrek?"

Flanders paused and almost wanted to pick his ears, fearing that he heard wrongly: "What?"

The white owl smiled like a little devil and said word by word: "It's about injecting money into Shrek."

"For a big deal of five hundred amethyst coins a year, of course you need to find a quiet place to talk carefully, right?"

Flanders lost his expression.

Damn it, why is the new financial owner such a little devil?The little lunatic mentioned in Zao Wuji's letter could not be him. I thought of the sentence in the letter: [Looking at the smiling, ruthless little lunatic who is not easy to mess with]

Who else could it be?

He gritted his teeth and said, "Talk, of course we have to talk!" Once the big business of five hundred amethyst coins is secured, he won't have to worry about Shrek's operation for at least ten years, and he can even expand the campus.

After falling into the trap of White Owl once, Flanders faced him with all his energy. Not only to make more money, but also to ensure that the five hundred amethyst coins were kept intact in his pocket. .

After tensing up and signing the contract, Flanders breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing happened during the conversation. After accepting the box of shining amethyst coins, Flanders smiled with wrinkles on his face, and the white owl's smiling appearance was no longer an eyesore.

Who can't get along with the past? Let's wait until the next training time to make a little stumbling block. It's not okay for young people to disrespect the old and love the young.

Flanders said pleasantly: "Go to the dormitory and rest. Remember to get up early tomorrow."

I have to contact the carpenter in the village tomorrow to renovate the college. No, no, no, let’s buy another piece of land in the town. The decoration should be better, and the dean’s office must be grand...

In the midst of his wonderful thoughts, Flanders watched the white owl's back. When he could no longer see the figure, he immediately squatted down, opened the box of amethyst coins, held it in both hands and took a deep breath——

It's all money!

The moment Yuan Yi pushed open the door of the boys' dormitory and met the eyes of the bearded sausage uncle, his first reaction was to close the door, then opened it three seconds later, and his doubtful eyes fell on Tang San lying on the bed.

"…You made the right move."

……

"I'm pretty handsome, and I'm only fourteen this year."

……

"...My voice is something I'm born with and can't be changed! Don't look at me like you're a pervert!"

Yuan Yi couldn't help but hold his breath when he saw the scene where he became a completely different person after shaving. It seemed that what Dai Mubai said was true. Under that bearded face, he really looked... pretty good.