Chapter 621

Susu!

Like the stock charge of the bull market, the values on the character panel rose all the way and couldn't stop. Yang Feng stared at the changes above, clenched his fists excitedly and said, "up, up, up!"

But in the end, those values stopped.

Yang Feng took a deep look. He didn't know how much it was. The ghost of the holy ancestor floated by and nodded with great satisfaction: "Well, yes, it's only level 13. All the data have reached the level of level 60 or 70 of ordinary soldiers. In this case, even if you travel naked, you can sweep the world. If you add some decent equipment, you can be invincible in the world. Ha ha ha!"

"Really? I haven't opened my skills yet, so I can be invincible in the world?"

"Of course, generally speaking, mages rely on skills, and soldiers focus on basic attributes. As long as the basic attributes are high enough, Ping A is powerful. All soldiers' skills are equipped to assist the basic attributes. Therefore, as long as the basic attributes are improved, you can hit tons of damage no matter what skills."

With a slight smile, the holy ancestor explained, and Yang Feng nodded clearly.

Squeak!

Suddenly, just then, the door of the classroom opened again, and the ghost of the holy ancestor raised his eyebrow and disappeared quickly.

Yang Feng looked up and saw a big fat head sneaking in and looking around.

Yang Feng Shh squinted at him. Eh, why does this man look so familiar? Where have you seen him before?

The head was surprised to see the person sitting in the last row in the empty classroom. Then he suddenly opened the door, coughed, swaggered in and shouted to Yang Feng, "Hey, why is there no one in this classroom today? Where have they all gone?"

"They are all absent from school!"

Yang Feng smiled when he saw that he was pulling like 25000 or 80000.

After listening, the man nodded clearly, looked at Yang Feng and said, "you... New? Haven't seen you before!"

"Yes, I just got assigned to this class today!"

"What do you call it? Where do you come from?"

"Huai'an Longhu Town, Yang Feng!"

"Oh, Huai'an, from that small place, tut tut!"

He shook his head in disdain. The fat man immediately showed his folding fan, shook it, and said proudly, "I'm a native of the imperial capital, Huang Laojiu, who is called Huang Jiuye. You'll call me Jiu Ye later, and I'll cover you!"

Huang Jiuye?

As soon as his eyebrows shook, Yang Feng remembered.

A year and a half ago, when he assassinated Murong mountain, the second ancestor he met in the brothel was not this boy, and he drew himself a map of the Murong family.

But then I heard the poem say that this seems to be the ninth Prince of the Empire.

After being implicated by themselves last time, the Murong family held on to him. Why, now it's all right and become a master again?

He smiled and nodded. Yang Feng was a little relieved to see his eyebrows dancing.

He's fine!

Last time, the boy felt a little sorry because he was implicated. Now he is still bossy. He feels much better without any change.

Step, step!

With his eyes above his head and his nostrils facing the sky, Huang Laojiu paced two steps in the classroom. He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "Li Yan and Huang Tianba are not here. There's no one to bring tea and water to the Lord. Alas!"

"Yo, classmate Li Yan seems to have a high position in this class. People call him childe Li. It turned out that he brought you tea and water!"

Seeing that he pretended to force himself, Yang Feng couldn't help laughing.

The yellow old man nine folded his fan and said proudly, "of course, they come from such a small place. They naturally have to serve the Lord. Otherwise, how can the Lord cover them? I don't play with you. The name of the Lord is easy to use outside. Later, you go out and mention my name of the yellow old man. No one dares to bully you."

"Ah, thank you very much. Hey, hey, hey!"

Yang Feng grinned and nodded.

Then the yellow old nine looked at Yang Feng again, raised his chin and motioned, "the new one, look a little good. I promised to cover you. Now I'm thirsty. Pour me a glass of water."

Shall I pour it?

Yang Feng clenched his fist as soon as he blushed, but after thinking carefully for a while, he still smiled and nodded. He went out to the water room to fetch him a glass of water and came back. He should make amends for the trouble he had caused him before.

Holding this cup of steaming boiled water, Huang Laojiu took a sip at will, a burst of comfort and a big heart: "well, with this cup of water, you will be my little brother in the future. If anything happens, I will give you a head, ha ha ha!"

"Thank you, Ninth master!"

Yang Feng smiled and nodded. Then he turned his eyes and joked: "by the way, since the ninth Master said so, I really need the ninth master's help!"

"Ah? You really have something to do?" as soon as his body stagnated, Huang Laojiu's hand holding the cup trembled fiercely.

Looking at him with an evil smile, Yang Fengding nodded and said, "when I first entered school, I had a little resentment with a man in that class. He said he would kill me. Ninth master, you have such a big face. Please help me to calm it."

"Ah? Ding ban? How can you annoy Ding Ban's people?"

"Why, Ninth master, are you afraid of those people?"

"Er, no, Ninth master, how could I be afraid of those goods? It's just... Well, I happen to have something to do today. Another day, I'll calm you down. You can bear it these days."

Pop!

With that, Huang Laojiu put down his cup and ran away.

Looking at his distant back, Yang Feng's face gradually sank and sighed: "It's true that he pretended just now. He was really not afraid when he saw this boy before. Even the Murong family dared to provoke him. Now he's even a member of the yellow class D class. He's scared away without knowing who he is. He must be very different this year."

Thinking so, Yang Feng slowly caught up, but he just came to a lush grove and saw three or five young people punching and kicking at one person.

It wasn't Huang Laojiu who was beaten. Who was it?

As for the other three, Yang Feng doesn't know them. They are probably the students here.

"Huang Laojiu, Huang Jiuye? What a big tone? Do you think you are still the high Prince of the nine before? You have been demoted into a common man now. What else do you pretend? Darling, give me the baby, do you hear me!"

The three were shouting and laughing.

Huang Laojiu bit his teeth, curled up and wailed, "no, I'm already a common man. I don't have a baby."

"Fart, there are three thousand nails in the broken boat. You used to be the prince. When you copied your family, you didn't hide a treasure? Who did you cheat?"

Poof poof!

Rain like punches and feet kept greeting him, and the three sneered: "if you don't, ask your sister for it. It's your own sister. I won't care about you, ha ha ha!"

Silence, Huang Laojiu clenched his teeth and didn't speak.

"Your Majesty personally issued a decree to demote the ninth prince into a common man and let him live and die. No one in the world can give alms, especially the royal children. If there is any violation, he will be punished for bullying the king. Therefore, this boy, no matter how hard he has been demoted for a year, has never asked anyone for a copper plate, including his own sister. He is a backbone boy."

At this time, Yang Feng suddenly heard a sigh.

Yang Feng looked back and saw that the man was no one else, but the mysterious Dean Ren