"Yaga Road! What is this bastard Miyazaki Ryui doing?" Kikugawa Shin-eimon grinding his teeth angrily. If it weren't for the Starry Sky University's presence, he would definitely be so angry that he would be roaring and cursing.

"Principal Kikukawa, is there something wrong with the positioning device..." Tatsuki Aoki was also hunched beside Kikukawa Shin-eemon, tremblingly, like a big shrimp. He really wanted Miyazaki Ryui to eat his flesh raw, but he had to play the role of Turtle grandson in front of Kikukawa Shin-eemon.

"So, is there something wrong with Kobayashi's positioning instrument?" Kikugawa Shin-eimon pointed at another positioning instrument with a dark face and whispered in anger. The positioning instrument was also from Iyu University, but there was a positioning instrument from Star University among them.

"Maybe..." Aoki Tatsuya was sweating profusely.

"Is there something wrong with Katsuhira Yamaguchi's positioning meter?" Kikugawa Shin-eimon shook his hand hard. He really had the urge to kill people. I don't know what happened. At the beginning, Miyazaki Ryui's team led a student from Star University, and the test will always be completed by the student from Star University.

After that, it seemed to be contagious. Soon Kobayashi Kiyoshi, Yamaguchi Katsuhira... The ten-seeded team kept repeating the same story.

Seeing the collective results of Class 5 of the Starry Sky University's 13th Team soaring rapidly and soaring rapidly, the seed team that Yiyu University has high expectations has remained unchanged. It's a hell...

If they were robbed, but the team of ten people only followed one student from Star University, would it be said that ten people could not rob one person?

What exactly happened? Kikugawa Shin-eimon gritted his teeth and glanced at Lao Piao and their eyes were filled with resentment and coldness.

Lao Piao and the others were all dumbfounded. Liu Yu finally couldn't help it. He said with envy and jealousy: "Lao Piao, the people in your team are colluding with Yi Yu University, right?"

"Yes. Why are the people from Yiyu University doing selfless dedication to you Class 5?" Guan Bao's eyes turned red: "What kind of spirit is this!"

"Is this the legendary friendship first and second in the competition?" Lao Piao was actually quite puzzled, so he was happy and worried now, and always felt that there was a conspiracy in it: "What the hell is Yi Yu doing in college?"

The middle-aged drunkard held Zhao Peng in his hand, as if he was carrying a small puppet, and kept a certain distance from Wang Ge at a distance.

He saw everything Wang Ge did, took a big sip of wine, and the middle-aged drunkard smiled and shook Zhao Peng in his hand: "This kid is so interesting, haha. I haven't seen such an interesting person for a long time. If there is another occasion, would you say I would become friends with him?"

Zhao Peng felt very regretful at this moment. He followed along the way. Almost everyone in Class 5 was assigned to take advantage of a seed team from Yiyu University. He also took advantage of it openly and with a righteous person. If he didn't leave, he would probably be able to fight monsters with a seed team alone. At that time, his personal score would definitely be very good.

However, I can't meet this master. What if this master can finally accept me as his disciple... Zhao Peng's words made me feel a lot more comforted. But he was very surprised, wasn't this master looking for Wang Ge? Why didn't he contact him directly?

"He is not worthy of being your friend! It's like an eagle flying freely in the sky and a hen encircling in a farmyard, how can he become friends?" Zhao Peng quickly flattered. Then he asked carefully: "Master, when will we meet him?"

"No hurry." The middle-aged drunkard narrowed his sleepy eyes. As if he had seen through Zhao Peng's inner thoughts, he smiled and said, "Apart from him, others are not qualified to see me. I only have the fate of you and him."

After hearing what the middle-aged drunkard said, Zhao Peng felt relieved. At the same time, a sense of superiority arose. It seems that only himself and Wang Ge are the best qualified, and others do not have this qualification!

The middle-aged drunkard looked at him jokingly, then grabbed him and continued to track Wang Ge.

A few days have passed, and this strange scene can be seen everywhere on this vast land:

The students of Yiyu University carry forward their style. A team takes a student from Star University to fight monsters. The students of Yiyu University do the work. The last blow is always completed by the students of Star University. Of course, the test is also left to the students of Star University...

Some people say that this is a proof of the long-lasting friendship between the two universities. Let us join hands to write a better future together!

Of course, some people say that this is Yiyu University showing off his force - let you run away first!

Finally, Wang Ge separated all his subordinates. Except for Zhao Peng, who left the earliest, the other brothers all had suitable "hosts" to suck blood.

Wang Ge walked alone in the vast wilderness. He gradually moved away from the crowd and came to a remote place. He stopped and turned around and smiled, "I have been following me for so long, can't I come out yet?"

The middle-aged drunkard was stunned: "His he discovered us? This is impossible!"

"This kid must be bluffing! Just because of him, I want to find out you? It's not that I look down on him. I'll give him another ten years, no! Twenty years! No, thirty years are not enough!" Zhao Peng quickly flattered. He was very hard to become a disciple. If there was any, he blushed when he thought about it, but now he can be round and natural.

At this moment, Wang Ge said again: "Zhao Peng, I have been holding you and dating your skin these days, rubbing my ears and hair, and flying together, and I have never separated. Is it your boyfriend?"

"Puff--" The middle-aged alcoholic just took a sip of wine when she was so choked by Wang Ge's words that she spit out, and squirted Zhao Peng's face.

Zhao Peng's face turned red. Wang Ge's adjective was so rude, but he seemed to be right. But when he thought about it, he smiled secretly. It was just right that his words offended the master, and the master would definitely not accept him as his disciple.

In order to let the master completely eliminate Wang Ge's favor and increase his favorability in the master's heart, Zhao Peng shouted loudly: "Wang Ge, you can insult me, but you must not insult him!"

"Get out of here!" The middle-aged drunkard twitched and directly strangled Zhao Peng to death. He was actually just teasing Zhao Peng to play, so as not to be lonely alone. It was quite interesting to deceive Zhao Peng as if he was an expert and wanted to accept a disciple. Zhao Peng's words disgusted him, and since he was about to do things, Zhao Peng lost the value of existence.

When Zhao Peng died, his face was filled with incredible shock: How could this be the case? The master who promised to accept disciples? Master, you don’t play by the routine!

He threw Zhao Peng's body aside, and the middle-aged drunkard rubbed Zhao Peng's hand that strangled him to death on his clothes with disgust, and then looked at Wang Ge with interest: "Boy, you are very interesting! If it weren't for the person I was looking for, you might really consider accepting you as your disciple."

Wang Ge couldn't help but shake his head when he looked at Zhao Peng's body. Although Zhao Peng betrayed the collective, it was his classmate after all. After all, he was killed by someone in front of him, which made him feel a little sad. Fortunately, the middle-aged drunkard was quite far away from him when he killed Zhao Peng. I believe that the positioning device could show it clearly.

While the middle-aged drunkard was talking, Wang Ge had already begun to move forward, and was still following the previous speed of travel. Wang Ge had just stopped for a short time and believed that unless someone in the surveillance hall was always staring at him, it would not attract attention.

If someone associates Zhao Peng's death with him, it will be a troublesome thing after all.

The middle-aged drunkard thought Wang Ge was going to run away at first, but after discovering Wang Ge's real purpose, the middle-aged drunkard chased him and jokingly said, "Boy, you are good at everything, but you think too much. Humph, do you think you can live until your actions are over?"

"Uncle, you are also very pleasing to the eye, but you talk too much." Wang Ge retorted as if nothing had happened: "I wonder if you have ever heard of it. The more you talk, the earlier you die!"

"...Boy, your successful words made me lose patience." The middle-aged drunkard's face turned gloomy, and he ran alongside Wang Ge several meters away, saying: "Now I suggest you be honest. If I ask you, you will answer truthfully. Otherwise, I don't mind sending you to see your classmate Zhao Peng immediately."

"You can ask whatever you want." Wang Ge said that if a middle-aged drunkard asks him, he will inevitably expose what he wants.

"Do you still remember Murong Hang?" The middle-aged drunkard really revealed his origin in just one sentence. Of course, he felt that everything was in his control, so he didn't even think about what he had hidden from Wang Ge in the past.

Wang Ge suddenly realized: "So you are from the Murong family!"

"Not bad!" the middle-aged drunkard sneered: "So, do you admit that you killed Murong Hang?"

"Depending on your appearance, you should be a direct blood relative to Murong Hang, right?" Wang Ge looked at the middle-aged drunkard: "But you don't seem excited enough. Maybe you are his uncle?"

"In addition to killing Murong Hang, is the secret to "Reverse the World" also in your hands?" The middle-aged drunkard stared at Wang Ge with a bright look.

"What's your name?" Wang Ge's eyes fell on the middle-aged drunkard's wine gourd: "It seems that you don't seem to have a very high status in the Murong family..."

Both of them talked their own words, and if they were to change someone, they would definitely be confused, but both of them found the answers they wanted from each other.

The middle-aged drunkard finally decided to end the conversation. He sneered and shook the wine gourd in his hand. He seemed to feel that the wine had bottomed out, so he shook his head regretfully: "My name is Murong Haitao, you don't need to know more. Just remember that the person who killed you is me, that's enough."
Chapter completed!