People are in the heavens, not doing human affairs

Chapter 32 Yu Xiaogang!
As she listened, Bibi Dong lowered her head. Now, without the influence of Rakshasa God, her thoughts gradually returned to normal.

Coupled with Chihiro's rapid ascension to heaven, and these things have happened for a long time, she can inevitably jump out and think rationally as an outsider.

Qian Daoliu continued: "Bibidong, actually, what you love is not Yu Xiaogang, what you love is the perfect Yu Xiaogang in your heart, the person who only exists in your memory, Yu Xiaogang is just yours. obsession."

"But today, things have changed! You should look forward instead of sticking to the past."

Bibi Dong is definitely not convinced!
She retorted: "How do you prove that Xiao Gang doesn't love me? The person I love is not Xiao Gang!"

Qian Daoliu said lightly: "I can indeed prove it, so tomorrow, I need you to come with me to meet that theory master Yu Xiaogang!"

"Okay!" Bibi Dong agreed immediately.

the next day.

Saying goodbye to Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu quietly left Wuhun City with Bibidong.

As for the cumbersome government affairs, they will be temporarily handed over to Golden Crocodile Douluo, the great injustice species.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Heaven Dou Empire, Fast Province, Notting City, Notting College.

A messy house filled with books.

These books are placed everywhere, among these piles of books, a middle-aged greasy old man is sitting at the table flipping through a book in his hand.

And he is Yu Xiaogang who is known as the number one theory master in Douluo Continent!
Sudden--

Ah Qiu!Ah Qiu!Ah... ah Qiuqiu!Ah...... Qiuqiuqiu......

Yu Xiaogang sneezed a few times, but there was still no sign of stopping, and he finally stopped when he was about to cough up all the acid in his stomach.

At this time, his mouth was already parched, his eyes stared, his throat hurt like a cat scratched him, so he picked up a glass of water at the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

goo go go go...

suddenly!

Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough...

He hammered his chest hard, as if he wanted to break his sternum, he never thought that he would choke on drinking water.

It took a long time for him to adjust slowly. Now he is a bit funny, his face is flushed, and tears are running down his cheeks. He doesn't look like a master of theory.

But then he learned to be smart, and slowly sipped the tea in the cup to moisten his throat, and the burning feeling in his throat slowly subsided.

He wondered how he could sneeze so many times in a row?
Could it be that Erlong or Dong'er missed me?

at this time--

There was a knock on the door.

Yu Xiaogang got up and opened the door. He knew that Nuoding, the head of Notting College, was here.

After all, he was his benefactor and his parents. He tidied up his clothes and combed his hairstyle before opening the door.

"Dean Nuoding, please come in." Yu Xiaogang made a gesture of invitation.

Nuo Ding smiled and raised the stack of lists in his hand: "Master, I won't come in, don't you want to recruit apprentices, let me pay attention to some children with good talents, these are the children who will enter this year, look See if you like it."

With that said, Nuoding handed the stack of lists to the master.

The master took the list, stood with his hands behind his back, and nodded lightly.

Dean Nuoding still smiled: "Master, just tell me which child you like, and I will bring him here directly. I have to deal with educational affairs, so I will leave first."

The master is still in this detached look, watching Nuo Ding leave.

It wasn't until Nuoding left here that the master did it excitedly, picked up the folding list, and looked at it.

After receiving the first picture, he was hacked.

Li Si, Martial Soul: Dung Cha, Level [-] Innate Soul Power.

How can the Dung Cha Wuhun be qualified to be his disciple?
Isn't this disgusting?
He balled up the piece of paper and threw it out.

With an excited heart and trembling hands again, he looked at the second picture.

Wang Fugui, Martial Soul: Orange Cat, Innate Soul Power: Level [-].

How could such a weak talent be his disciple?

What he wants is a disciple who can prove his theory, what he wants is a test product!

What he wants is a disciple who will be famous in the mainland in the future, so that he can resound throughout the mainland in the name of a genius teacher!

At that time, he will be the number one teacher in the mainland, and everyone who sees him will be respectful!

He's going to slap Blue Lightning Overlord Long Zong in the face!
He wants to slap Bibi Dong in the face of the person who abandoned him!

He wants to slap all those who laugh at him in the face!
You know, Yu Xiaogang's innate soul power is only half a level, so he has been ridiculed all the time since he was a child, which also caused his self-esteem to be particularly strong.

Whether it's comparing the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect who abandoned him, or Bibi Dong who abandoned him, he's always suffocating.

So, he wants to prove himself!

After tearing up the list, he looked at the third one.

Zhu Qizhen, Martial Soul: Donkey, with third-level innate soul power.

No!

Throw it away, throw it away!
Then look down...

no!no!Or not!

After reading it, Yu Xiaogang angrily threw out all the lists.

He looked up to the sky and sighed: "When will I, Yu Xiaogang, be able to meet a disciple who is talented, self-motivated, and able to cooperate with my theory?"

goooo~
Yu Xiaogang's stomach growled a few times.

It was only then that he remembered that he hadn't had lunch after watching for so long.

When he touched his pocket, his pocket was cleaner than his face.

After all, it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal!
He used to be a direct lineage of Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, so his life was naturally extravagant.

Although he was kicked out later, because he got to know Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong, two women who are not weak, he began to eat soft food, and his life was extremely nourishing, so he developed a habit of spending money lavishly. Habit.

A few years ago, without Liu Erlong, his quality of life plummeted, and now, he is still unable to change his decades-long problems, he is a moonlight clan.

"I remember that today is the day to go to the Wuhun Hall to get the golden soul coins. It's okay, otherwise I would have to borrow money from Nuoding." Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief.

If he pulled down his face and lowered his proud head to borrow money from others, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Thinking about it, he got up, planning to go to the Wuhun Hall first, and then go outside to have a good rub.

……

On the other side, under the leadership of Qian Daoliu, the two soon came to Notting City.

Of course, neither of them planned to deal with Tang San for the time being.

The leeks are still too young, so let's raise them first.

The two did not go to Notting College immediately, but first came to the Wuhun branch of Notting City.

The Wuhun Hall is mainly divided into 6 levels, namely the Wuhun Sub-Hall, the Wuhun Sub-Hall, the Wuhun Main Hall, the Wuhun Sacred Hall, the Pope's Hall, the Elder Hall and the Douluo Hall.

The Martial Soul Branch Hall in Notting City is just an ordinary Martial Soul Branch Hall, but now there are two great figures——Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong.

Both of them wore black robes to conceal their identities.

(End of this chapter)