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Chapter 125 The Fall of Yan Shaozhe
Du Bishi followed his gaze and saw Munn standing aside, silent.

Only then did he suddenly realize something.

This old rival from the past never said hello to him once from beginning to end. Not to mention saying hello, he didn't even look at him.

This is something very unusual, even weird.

It’s not that poison will lead to narcissism. The two of them were in love and killed each other decades ago. Although they are not as good as Long Xiaoyao, a good friend who is destined to die, they are not like strangers. There was no eye contact.

The previous things were so messy and complicated that Du Bisei didn't think about it in detail, just because of his hatred. Looking back now, everything is really unusual.

And after the war started, he just stood aside and watched.

"Hey, this is no joke, Dean Yan."

Cold sweat flowed down Du Bisei's back, and the old sect leader suddenly felt chilled all over.

As both an Ultimate Douluo, he can admit frankly that he is indeed not as good as Munn.

After the deaths of Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao, it is no surprise that this person is the number one in the world.

But even if such an existence is still being imitated, how can other people be spared?

"I don't want to believe it either, but I've felt that something was wrong with him for a long time."

Yan Shaozhe held his head in pain and shook his head feebly.

From the night he returned to the academy and saw him, he felt a slight sense of disobedience, but he didn't take it to heart.

Until Ma Xiaotao died in Moon's arms a few minutes ago, the sense of disobedience finally reached its peak. Even though his mind was burned by grief and anger, Yan Shaozhe realized that something was wrong.

Even then, he still didn't want to believe the terrible fact.

But the poison will lead to death, and Huo Yuhao's shocking actions are constantly showing the obvious fact.

"So, what on earth are you!!?"

Yan Shaozhe's lips trembled, and his soul power was extremely unstable, like a volcano about to erupt.

"My master, where has he gone?"

Heartbreaking roars echoed in the sky, but facing Yan Shaozhe who almost collapsed, "Moon" just showed a faint smile.

"What did you say, Shaozhe?"

The old man's wrinkled cheeks were squeezed, and his somewhat yellowed teeth shone with an eerie cold light.

"I am, Moon, your master. How could you forget?"

He smiled like a kind old man who was dying.

Du Bidi only felt a cold air rush to his forehead, and his eyes were full of horror.

'Mun''s expression and movements were basically a disguised admission that he was not Moon, or not the original Moon.

"I'll kill you!!" The last chord in Yan Shaozhe's brain collapsed completely. He turned directly into a huge white flame phoenix, screamed miserably, and launched a suicidal attack towards the Moon. !

The teacher's life or death is unknown, but now it is certain that Ma Xiaotao must have been poisoned by this thing.

Under the impact of such a terrifying truth, Yan Shaozhe didn't care anymore. He just wanted to drag the things in front of him and fall into hell!
"Hey, don't be impulsive, Dean Yan!!"

Du Bisei was shocked and stretched out his hand to pull, but he was still a step too slow. He could only watch Yan Shaozhe's whole body lit up with extremely high-temperature fireworks, and rushed forward without hesitation. Obviously, Dean Yan was facing a major blow. Underneath, he was already determined to die.

However, when "Moon" saw this scene, not only did he not want to dodge, but the smile on his old face became even stronger.

Black and purple liquid seeped out from his body and slowly condensed into a human shape in front of him.

She had long blue-purple hair, cold gray eyes, a slim figure, and was dressed in a black robe. She stood there and looked at Yan Shaozhe who was rushing towards her with an expressionless face.

Yan Shaozhe's forward figure, shrouded in anger and despair, suddenly froze, his pupils shrank, and he looked in disbelief at the woman who was familiar and unfamiliar, but who occupied an important place in his heart.

"Feng, Fengling. It's impossible. You've obviously died in the hands of the young sect master. It's impossible, it's impossible."

Yan Shaozhe staggered back. Although he knew it was most likely a lie, a vague emotion grew in his heart, making him still have some hope.

"What's impossible?"

"Feng Ling" rolled her eyes playfully, and came over to hold his hand angrily, "You idiot, touch it and see if it's fake? I'm also a Super Douluo after all, how could I die so easily? It's just that I'm a Super Douluo. It’s just to get rid of the Holy Spirit Cult’s scheme, now it’s fine, I can be with you peacefully.”

Yan Shaozhe shrank subconsciously, but although the touch was cold, it was indeed human flesh.

"No, no, I still have a wife."

Dean Yan shook his head and struggled, trying hard to break free, but was blocked by cold lips.

After a while, 'Feng Ling' let go of him, breathed lightly, and angrily tapped Yan Shaozhe's nose, "You, you, can I still make things difficult for you? After so many years in the Holy Spirit Cult, I have also It’s not clean anymore. As long as you don’t dislike me, I’m willing to bow my head and be a little kid. If Cai Meier doesn’t agree, I’ll kneel down until she agrees.”

As she said this, the graceful and beautiful woman blinked her eyes and leaned gently on Yan Shaozhe's chest, "I faked my death and escaped, but it was all for you."

"Really??" Yan Shaozhe grinned with joy and waved his hands quickly, "I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it, it doesn't matter if your body is dirty, your heart is clean, it's just..."

It's just that I shouldn't, but it seems I can't.

No, I’m here, I’m here, what am I here to do?
Yan Shaozhe raised his head in confusion. The black and purple sludge had already invaded his whole body along the "Feng Ling", but he was completely unaware of it.

"It's just what? It's just, let me tell you, Xiao Tao is not actually dead, he just faked his death to get away from Huo Yuhao. This guy is thinking about our daughter~"

'Feng Ling' covered her mouth and snickered, and held Yan Shaozhe's arm affectionately. When the latter heard the words "our daughter," his face showed uncontrollable morbid ecstasy, and at the same time , the black and purple mud gradually covered him completely.

"Dean Yan, please wake up, that's all false, that's all false!!!"

Seeing the black-purple sludge slowly swallowing Yan Shaozhe, Du Bisui felt extremely anxious, but now that he was using his soul skills, it was extremely easy to accidentally injure him.

But just when he was in a dilemma and was about to give it a try, the black and purple mud appeared in front of Du Bushu at some unknown moment, and slowly transformed into an extremely beautiful figure.

(End of this chapter)