Chapter 342： Wu Qingquan returns

Chapter 342 Wu Qingquan Returns

The three forbidden places are indeed mysterious, and Zhang Yu tried his best to do nothing.

But Zhang Yu firmly believes that one day in the future, he will be able to unveil the mystery of the three forbidden places!

This day will not be too long!

"brush."

In the sky, Zhang Yu's figure kept changing positions, and after a while, he appeared in the sky college.

walked into the bedroom and glanced at the cradle habitually, but did not find Ao Xiaoran's figure.

"Where did this girl go in the early morning?" With a hint of doubt on his face, Zhang Yu immediately released his thoughts.

The next moment, the figures of Ao Xiaoran and Wu Xinxin appeared in his mind at the same time.

I saw Ao Xiaoran curled up on Wu Xinxin's shoulders in the classroom of the training class, blinking her eyes, listening to Ou Shenfeng's lecture on the podium, she looked like a well-behaved student. Wu Xinxin sat upright and seemed to be listening very seriously on the surface, but her loving gaze that occasionally glanced at Ao Xiaoran betrayed her heart.

Not only Wu Xinxin, but also Wu Chen, Wu Mo, Xiao Yan, Zhou Xiner, Deng Qiuchan, Lin Ming, Lei Jian, Xie Feng and others would also pay attention to Ao Xiaoran from time to time, their eyes full of curiosity and excitement.

Ou Shenfeng naturally noticed the small movements of the students, but Ao Xiaoran was the dean's contract monster. No matter how daring he was, he would not dare to blame Ao Xiaoran for affecting the order of the classroom. This position of mentor may be taken down immediately.

This was the most tiring class for Ou Shenfeng. The whole class was full of trepidation, for fear of offending this little ancestor.

Zhang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's only been half a day, this girl, Xiao Ran, actually got together with a group of students."

He didn't blame Ao Xiaoran, but felt a little guilty in his heart. He was too weak before, and he didn't dare to expose Ao Xiaoran to outsiders. It can be said that Ao Xiaoran had almost never had contact with outsiders, and when he was away, She is alone in the Champs House, that kind of loneliness, Zhang Yu can fully understand.

"My current strength is not too weak, so there is no need to be so careful." Zhang Yu thought to himself, "Since she is willing to play with the students, then let her be."

As long as she is happy!

After continuing to observe the situation in the classroom for a while, Zhang Yu withdrew his thoughts, and immediately moved his figure, teleporting to the door of the Champs House.

As soon as Zhang Yu's figure appeared, Wu Qingquan immediately shouted respectfully, "Dean!"

"Master Wu, how long have you been waiting?" Zhang Yu asked with a smile.

Wu Qingquan said respectfully: "The old man has just arrived, so he didn't wait long."

Zhang Yu nodded and asked, "Your friend, is here?"

"Without the consent of the dean, the old man did not dare to bring him into the academy." Wu Qingquan bent slightly, "The old man temporarily placed that friend in a commoner's house."

Hearing the words, Zhang Yu released his thoughts, and after a few breaths, he sensed a strong man in the swirling realm.

In the entire barren city, there is only this one strong man in the swirling realm, Wu Qingquan's friend, who else can it be besides him?

"Let's go, let's go and have a look." Zhang Yu's voice fell, and the figure disappeared.

One teleportation, and he arrived at the homes of the common people. This feeling of what he wanted and what he was doing made Zhang Yu like it more and more.

At the gate of the Champs House, Wu Qingquan smiled bitterly: "Do the most powerful people come and go without a trace like this?"

Wu Qingquan sighed and flew towards the outside while lamenting the tyranny of the dean.

…

"Who!" On the bed, a middle-aged man with a pale face suddenly shrank his pupils, and then he stared at the figure that appeared out of nowhere in the room.

Zhang Yu did not answer his question, but swept his mind over his body to check his condition.

After checking the injury of the middle-aged man, Zhang Yu frowned slightly: "Suffered such a serious injury?"

Meridians, dantian, internal organs... The middle-aged man's body has almost no intact parts. Although there is nothing abnormal on the surface of the body, the inside of his body is completely rotten. It is a miracle that he can survive until now.

The power of the Whirlwind Realm is really unbelievably tenacious!

As an ordinary person, if he suffered such an injury, he would have died a long time ago. Maybe the grass on the tomb will be changed again and again.

Seeing Zhang Yu ignoring him, the middle-aged man said weakly again: "Who are you?"

He looked at Zhang Yu with fearful eyes. Although he was seriously injured, his eyesight was still there. However, how Zhang Yu appeared, he could not see clearly at all.

"Don't be nervous." Zhang Yu moved his eyes to the middle-aged man and looked at him, "You are Master Wu... Wu Qingquan's friend, right? I was invited by him to help you treat your injury, you can call me... Dean. "

Dean has gradually become his exclusive title.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then he reacted immediately and said in surprise, "You... are you the dean of the Sky Academy?"

On the way here, he had heard Wu Qingquan mention many times that the Dean of Cang Qiong College was an incredibly powerful being, and he might even have surpassed the Whirlwind Realm. Even the Demon King was no match for the Dean.

Wu Qingquan also told him many times that he must be respectful when he sees the dean, and never offend the dean.

Although he didn't believe that Zhang Yu's strength surpassed Xuanxuan Realm, Zhang Yu's strength was indeed very strong, there was no doubt about that.

After all, Wu Qingquan has no reason to lie to him. For a person who is dying, or a person whose cultivation is about to be scrapped, why does Wu Qingquan lie to him?

Zhang Yu was surprised: "Do you recognize me?"

It seems that Wu Qingquan has already informed this guy in advance.

"Just now... Is that teleportation?" The middle-aged man swallowed, he really couldn't think of any other possibility except teleportation.

At this moment, he completely believed Wu Qingquan's words, this dean is definitely a superpower!

He was very excited, and when he looked at Zhang Yu, there was also a hint of fanaticism. The supreme power, the existence of an emperor in the world, he was fortunate enough to meet a supreme power, this life is worth it!

Zhang Yu smiled slightly: "Small tricks, don't make a fuss."

After a pause, Zhang Yu said with a smile: "Okay, let's not talk nonsense, let's start healing now."

The middle-aged man's breath was weak, and he asked in his dying breath, "Senior, do you need any preparation for this junior?"

Although Zhang Yu looks only in his twenties, which is a bit too young, but practitioners do not judge age by appearance, and it is reasonable to call Zhang Yu a senior.

"Prepare? In this case, you lie down first." Zhang Yu said.

The middle-aged man lay down immediately, as well-behaved as a primary school student, and then asked, "Then what?"

Zhang Yu said: "Then close your eyes."

The middle-aged man hurriedly followed suit, but he was a little confused, didn't he say preparation?

Lie down, close your eyes, this is the end?

In his wild thoughts, Zhang Yu directly opened up the domain. The countless wood-attribute auras above the barren city were forcibly controlled by Zhang Yu and condensed into a spiritual ball.

How broad is Zhang Yu's field now?

The aura of thousands of feet in the sky is all within his domain. In such a vast domain, how majestic should the wood attribute aura be?

Although the wood attribute spirit ball in his palm is the same size as the wood attribute spirit ball compressed in the Champs House, the wood attribute spirit energy contained in it is dozens or hundreds of times that of the latter!

That majestic vitality seems to be able to live and die with just one breath.

Even, the wood attribute spirit ball seems to have life in itself.

"Healing!" Zhang Yu directly controlled the wood attribute spirit ball to move towards the middle-aged man, his thoughts mixed with a special will.

This is Zhang Yu's treatment method, simple, rude, and without any skills!

Immediately afterwards, the wood attribute spirit ball was completely submerged into the middle-aged man's body, and his injury...

Wait, did he get hurt?

I saw the middle-aged man's face was ruddy, his spirit was at its peak, an amazing momentum was brewing in his body, like a volcano that was about to erupt, and it would erupt in the next moment. At the absolute peak, his internal organs, even the damaged meridians and dantian, are intact as before. People who don't know will not think that he has been injured. May be scrapped.

"Boom!"

brewed a few breaths of momentum, completely out of his control, and suddenly erupted.

The entire barren city, countless practitioners, were shocked by this terrifying momentum, and their whole bodies trembled, all eyes were full of horror, all looking in this direction without exception.

What happened to the deserted city recently?

Why do unknown and terrifying powerhouses always appear one after another?

At the moment when the middle-aged man's aura erupted, a figure walked in from outside the door, but was hit directly by his aura, and was directly knocked out, knocking a hole in the fence by the yard.

"Peng."

The figure slammed into the ground, forming a huge pit.

"Bah, bah, bah." The embarrassed figure stood up, patted the dirt all over his body, spat out a few mouthfuls of dirt, and then flew into the room with a black face.

On the bed, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, his face full of shock: "I, I recovered?"

The injury that caused him to endure countless tortures and struggle day and night on the edge of life and death, in such a blink of an eye, all healed?

The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it!

He clenched his fist, and he could clearly feel that the mighty power that once belonged to him was back!

Taking a deep breath, he checked his physical condition inwardly. The meridians, dantian, and internal organs were all at an unprecedented peak, and their vitality was simply too good to be better.

All this made him feel unbelievable, as if he was dreaming.

You must know that his injury is so serious that even if he takes the sixth-grade healing medicine, he has to slowly recuperate. It takes a lot of time to recover gradually. It disappeared in an instant, and the effect was ten times, a hundred times stronger than the sixth-grade healing pill.

"Su Yan, what the **** are you doing!"

Outside the house, Wu Qingquan walked in angrily, looking as black as the bottom of a pot: "I brought you here with good intentions, and asked the dean to rescue you, but you actually..."

Su Yan was the name of the middle-aged man on the bed.

I saw Su Yan recovered from the shock, but he ignored Wu Qingquan, got out of bed, and bowed deeply to Zhang Yu: "Junior Su Yan, thank you for your kindness and great virtue!"

Wu Qingquan, who was chattering endlessly, paused for a moment, his face full of stunned: "Your injury, okay?"

From the Champs House, to here, he only took a dozen or so breaths. In such a short time, Su Yan's injury was cured?

He couldn't help but wonder, is this guy really injured or fake?