Chapter 177

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are few.

"Oh, don't be sad, everything is God's will!"

Wang Jian comforts Jiang Fan and points to the sky with a sigh.

Then he lowered his head and looked at Jiang Fan fiercely. His eyes seemed to flash with bright brilliance: "do you know what is providence?"

Jiang Fan was stunned, then he shook his head with tears in his eyes.

"The will of heaven cannot be violated, so what cannot be done is the will of heaven."

Jiang Fan's face is muddled and seems to be muddled, but his heart is still very sad, even a little sad.

Because the next day's game is over, he didn't even play!

"The dean is cheating again."

In the corner of the yard, beside the nearby stone table, there are all the people of Tianxing soul teacher college. They are drinking tea and chatting to eliminate the tiredness of the day.

Dai mubai looked at Jiang Fan and Wang Jian on the other side, with a smile on his face. He could not help shaking his head slightly.

All of a sudden, there was a sound of walking in the inner room. Then people saw Tong Lao coming out with a pot of steaming things.

At the moment, people's faces have changed, even Hu Yannian's old face with a smile is slightly changed.

"Here we are. Today's soup is here. One bowl is refreshing. Two bowls are never tired. Three bowls are immortal. Don't be polite. Drink more."

Tong Lao is holding a large pot, which is made of countless herbs. It has the effect of eliminating fatigue, relieving spirit, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

However, as we all know, after cooking together, the pungent and bitter taste of medicinal materials is hard to taste, and few people can drink them without changing their face.

They remember that yesterday, Wang Jian despised the fear of all the people, and vowed that good medicine is good for mouth and good for disease, and good advice is bad for ears and good for deeds.

Then he drank the medicine soup with disdain, and almost belched his fart directly.

At that time, Wang Jian, who was unconscious, was just about to foam in his mouth. He said things in a random way. How could he fight against the herbs from the mainland so bitterly?!

Tong Lao was very excited. He picked up the bowl on the stone table and poured a bowl for himself. Then he drank it with enjoyment.

Gollum Gollum

The old man's throat constantly stirred, drank the medicine into his stomach, and then sighed.

"This is the fragrance of medicinal materials."

After drinking half a bowl, Tong looked around in a daze, looked at his crowd and asked strangely, "drink, why don't you drink?"

Yu Yan's face was a little stiff, and he looked at Tong Lao with a flattering smile: "what... Tong Lao, I didn't go on the stage again, so I don't have to drink it?"

"No, I can't. I boil this medicine for eight people. The price of these herbs is not cheap."

The old boy shook his head, then involuntarily opened the bowls on the stone table in turn, and poured all the brown medicine soup into several bowls full.

"Dean, you two also..."

The old boy just turned around and was ready to call Wang Jian and Jiang Fan from the other side to drink today's soup. However, their figures had disappeared. He only saw that their two running legs were still in the door, and the next second they also disappeared.

Then two voices came from outside.

"Well, I didn't expend much energy today. I went out to see the night scene of farsnot. As for my share, let's drink it calmly."

"I'm afraid the dean will get lost. I'll go with him. I'll give Dai mubai my share."

The two voices gradually become distant, and gradually disappear with the panic of footsteps.

The whole courtyard suddenly became quiet.

"The president must be talking nonsense. How can he not be tired after fighting so hard today? Let's leave the two shares of the president and Jiang Fan. When they come back, I'll warm them up again."

Shen Xin's face suddenly burst out a bright smile, gentle and said to the old man.

Tong immediately laughed and said, "well, I'll give you the task."

"Yes

Shen Xin nodded with a smile, but the others could not help feeling cold.

……

"Dean, where are we going?"

Even at night, the city of fasno is bustling. The lights in the city are bright and brilliant, and the dark clouds above the night are also saturated with orange.

The pedestrians on the road are no inferior to those in the daytime, with a rush of people.

"How do I know?"

Wang Jian rolled a white eye. He didn't just find an excuse to slip out. Then he leaned down to Jiang Fan and asked, "what are you doing coming out with me?"

Jiang Fan looked at him contemptuously and said, "then why did you come out, Dean?"

Wang Jian choked, then turned his head and said nothing.

They walked aimlessly in the street, and they didn't have a destination. Instead, Jiang Fan looked left and right, and was interested in everything in the city.

In the crowd, Wang Jian suddenly sees two acquaintances. Then he claps Jiang Fan's head and walks forward through the crowd.

Jiang Fan looked at Wang Jian discontentedly, but found that Wang Jian had already pushed away the crowd and walked forward. He didn't want to complain any more and went up with him.

In front of the crowd, the figures of frande and Ma Hongjun are impressively in the crowd, but Ma Hongjun's face is very ugly and pale at the moment, and frande also frowns and asks Ma Hongjun what to do.

"What a coincidence, Dean Flanders!"

After Wang Jian came near, he said hello to frande with a smile.

But before frande could respond, he looked at Ma Hongjun in surprise, with a flash of light in his eyes.

"Is this... Evil fire coming up?"

After approaching, he suddenly felt that the temperature around him had risen a lot, two or three degrees higher than that in other places, and the source of heat was ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun's martial spirit is a variant of Phoenix's martial spirit. Maybe it's because his ancestors are all poultry's martial spirits, so even if they are changing in a good direction, Ma Hongjun's inborn is still insufficient and has great defects.

Although his soul is Phoenix, the original flame is evil fire, not pure Phoenix flame.

"Dean Wang?"

When he meets Wang Jian in the street, Flander is also a bit surprised, but soon he is attracted back by Ma Hongjun's painful murmur. His face is worried and he feels at a loss.

At this time, Ma Hongjun was still young. Although the evil fire was not so vigorous, it could not be dispelled in that way.

"Dean!"

Behind him, Jiang Fan followed.

Wang Jian didn't pay attention to it, but looked at frande curiously and asked, "what's the essence of life I gave you?"

"Yes

Frande's eyes lit up and suddenly remembered.