Reaper's Wings

Chapter 90 The Genius From Hell

The night will pass, and the dawn will come.

At this moment, in a room of a restaurant in the slums, Song Dong looked at Hua Hua who was sleeping soundly in front of him, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes. Some small people can cause great sorrow, but some small people can cause great emotion.

"Huahua, from now on you will be the princess."

This is Song Dong's promise.

The voice of the death scythe sounded in Song Dong's mind at this moment: "There are two good news and one bad news."

"The bad news first."

People always like to plan for the worst, and Song Dong is no exception.

"The bad news is that because this little girl has undergone too much baptism of hell, the meridian shape of her whole body has been greatly fixed. From now on, she may keep this body unchanged for a long time. In other words, she may not grow big."

Song Dong frowned, this day is undoubtedly Huahua's most miserable day, but now her body has to stay on this day for so long, is it true that God is too cruel to her.

"What about the good news?"

"The first good news is also about this little girl. It is also because after being baptized by too much hell, her bloodline has evolved. The original bloodline of the hell knight has evolved into the bloodline of the king of hell knights. The bloodline of the king of knights is king-level. Her bloodline, her current talent is more than ten times stronger than that kid Zhao Yanting."

God has taken away one thing from you, and it will give you another, ten times stronger talent than Zhao Yanting, Huahua will be so talented.

"The genius who returned from hell!"

Hell princess, Huahua!

"And the second piece of good news?"

"The second good news is that I can recover a little bit after absorbing such a hellish air, which can make you recover your lost vitality faster."

"Then what to do."

"You can just wait, but it hurts a little!"

……

Song Dong knew that the Death Scythe's words were sometimes unreliable, but this time it was even more unreliable. What is a little pain? At this time, Song Dong was curled up on the ground, his face was pale, his pupils were congested, and he was sweating like rain. The heart seemed to be pierced by a knife constantly, this kind of pain has exceeded the limit of human beings.

But Song Dong was being patient, and he didn't even make a sound, for fear of disturbing Huahua lying on the bed.

Why is Song Dong in such pain!

Because at this time, the Sanskrit iron chain connected to Song Dong is shuttling through Song Dong’s heart. It is like an embroidery needle, using Song Dong’s heart as the cloth, embroidering Sanskrit one by one. It is not an exaggeration to be pierced by thousands of arrows.

This is the good news that Death's Scythe said. In Song Dong's view, there is no worse news than this.

When the first ray of sunlight shone through the window into the room, Song Dong's trembling body also returned to calm.

"It's finally over."

Song Dong, who was sitting on the ground, was covered with wet spots, as if it had just rained, which was caused by his sweat.

Song Dong, who looked inside, saw that his heart had completely changed. The shape of his heart had not changed, and the main body was still blood-red with a little black, but within the bottom e, there seemed to be faintly visible Sanskrit characters shining with black e and golden light, which was extremely mysterious. The heart seemed to have turned into a black ruby.

"In this way, the lost vitality will recover faster. Why do I feel that it is becoming less and less like a heart?"

"Really?" The voice of the death scythe seemed to be a little weak, and the "trace heart" just now seemed to have given it a lot of burden: "You will know what it does later, and now you have a more important thing to do." Do."

"What?" Song Dong asked in a daze.

"Go back to school, you won't be in time to go back, you still can't break the rules of Tianyi Academy."

Song Dong was taken aback when he heard the death scythe. That's right, he was on leave. If he couldn't go back within the stipulated time, he would not only be punished, but he might even drop out. I don't know why. very strict.

Immediately opening the door, Song Dong found that Heilong and Li Qing had already guarded the door. The appearance of Heilong here meant that the entire Sanzhu Gang had ceased to exist, and there was already a storm outside.

"The girl inside should wait for a while before waking up. During this time, take good care of her." Song Dong saw the two and immediately said: "Also, hand over that iron bull to the black dragon and teach me well." He, at the same time, give me enough time to take down the underworld in the entire Luoyang City."

"Li Qing led the others to concentrate on dealing with the people from the Nanfang family according to the book I gave you. That Nanfang Shu's mother must ensure my safety."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Heilong and Li Qing immediately saluted and took orders. When they raised their heads again, Song Dong's figure had disappeared into the dawn sun.

……

……

Song Dong finally returned to the class before the start of classes in the Dongfang Building. The last one to enter the class, Song Dong, immediately attracted the attention of all the students. There was no way around it. Now only Song Dong was on the list in the tactical class, and he beat the pride of Southern Tianqi The Genius took ninth place.

Whoa whoa whoa!

I don't know who applauded first, the whole class immediately burst into warm applause.

Be high-key, low-key.

Song Dong bowed his hands to the classmates and returned to his seat. After the applause died down, the class bell rang, and Dongfang Building just entered the class.

Dongfang Lou, who was used to it, looked at the table on his podium, his eyes moved, because he did not find Song Dong's name on the top of the stack of books on the table.

Dongfang Building assigns homework to these students every week, and Song Dong’s answer sheet is always the first. In fact, this is not Song Dong’s intention. When he saw his name, he consciously put his homework notebook down, so Song Dong's notebook was always on top.

Seeing the appearance of Dongfang Building, Song Dong knew it was going to be bad. He had already written his homework, but he came back in such a hurry this time that he forgot to put it on it just now.

Dongfanglou is proud and likes himself very much, but he is also famously strict. Although it is only a trivial matter, Song Dong knows that he will not miss the opportunity to "remind" himself.

No way, admit it to yourself!

Raising his hand first, he said after getting Dongfang Lou's consent, "Teacher, here is my homework."

Taking out the homework book he had prepared earlier, Song Dong stood up and said.

Everyone else looked at Song Dong in surprise, and then turned to look at Dongfang Building. Last time, one of the students failed to hand in their homework on time, and was punished by Dongfang Building to run ten laps of the first-grade campus. When I was young, but being seen by people from other classes, it was hard to face.

"You know what to do!"

Dongfanglou looked at Song Dong calmly, as if this kid was not his favorite student.

Without saying a word, Song Dong stepped forward and put the notebook on the podium, and then ran out honestly, ten laps, he was going to finish before the end of the first period, with no difficulty at all at his own speed.

What Song Dong didn't expect was that he ran into an acquaintance just after running two laps, Nan Tianqi who just came back from outside.

At this time, although Nanfang Tianqi was still wearing the student uniform of Tianyi College, he had long lost the demeanor he had when he first entered school. His eyes were covered with dark circles as if he hadn't slept for a long time, his face was a little pale, and there was a A little bit of little fear in it.

This is exactly what Song Dong wants, he wants to turn this proud son of heaven into a waste step by step.

However, what surprised Song Dong was that there was another person behind him, who was somewhat similar to Nan Tianqi. Judging from his clothing and power, a person entered Song Dong's mind alone. Nan Chi Yan, the current head of the Nan family, also Southern Apocalypse's father.

For his own son, Nanfang Chiyan actually came to Tianyi Academy in person, one can imagine his doting on Nanfang Tianqi.

Suddenly, Nan Tianqi, who saw Song Dong, let out an exclamation.

"It's him, father, it's him!"

Seeing Song Dong, Nanfang Tianqi shouted hoarsely as if seeing a rival in love who took his woman away, but there was an indelible fear in his eyes, Song Dong seemed to have become his demon.

Southern Chiyan also saw Song Dong, and suddenly his aura spread, rushing towards Song Dong like an endless sea.

At the peak of Great Wuzong, only one step away from Wusheng, Song Dong instantly judged the strength of Southern Chiyan.

In this momentum, Song Dong held on tightly. After only 30 seconds, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale, and he seemed unable to stand upright.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spat out from Song Dong's mouth, and then he fell straight to the ground as if passed out.

"Hahaha!" At the moment he fell down, Nanfang Tianqi suddenly laughed and said, "Song Dong, you still have today, and you are not so vulnerable in the face of absolute strength."

As if he was the one who knocked down Song Dong, Southern Tianqi regained his demeanor of the Son of Heaven.

"Father, let him be killed!"

Southern Tianqi was a little crazy, but he didn't notice that before Song Dong fell down, there was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was attacking Tianyi Academy, and he wanted to kill people, you are too brave.

Looking at his son's eyes blinded by hatred, Nanfang Chiyan sighed in his heart. He only had this one son, and Nanfang Tianqi also strived for success. He showed unparalleled talent since he was a child. This is why he doted on him. Southern Apocalypse.

Could it be that his own education method was wrong? Nanfang Chiyan couldn't help but think this way.

Just when he was about to say something, a voice suddenly came.

"Kill!" The voice was still in the sky just now, and the next moment it came close: "The student who wants to kill me in Tianyi College, Nanfang Chiyan, I respect you as uncle, but Tianyi College is not a place for you to run wild. What happened today must be explained to me by Tianyi Academy."

Dongfang Building, the nearest Dongfang Building has arrived, and his body exudes the aura of the Great Wuzong, even if it is not weaker than the southern Chiyan.

Just when Southern Chiyan was about to speak for the second time, eight black-robed teachers suddenly appeared around him, each with the strength of Wu Zong. Tianyi College is like a beehive, and it can't be good if you move it.

Song Dong, who pretended to be unconscious, finally fell into a coma at this time, Southern Tianqi, thank you for giving me another big gift!

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