Nine Transformations Dragon

Chapter 72 Rumors
In a corner, Duanhe, who was peeking at the departure of the new mentor, suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him:

"Broken River!"

"Uncle Changqing!" Duanhe turned around and called out respectfully.This person is my father's friend, and also a tutor of Sacred Dragon Academy, and it is all thanks to him to enter the academy.

"Duanhe, I'm really disappointed in you. You actually trusted a mentor who was younger than you. Let me tell you the truth, that Yang Wenlong actually came in through the relationship with Vice President Nicholas. He has no skills at all, but he The treatment you enjoy is enviable. Everyone is saying that Yang Wenlong may be a son born outside after Nicholas left. Well, you can follow him. Maybe Vice President Nicholas can keep you in two months. But from now on I will not admit that I brought you in, and I am worthy of your dead father after all I have done, so please do it yourself! Hmph!" Teacher Changqing's tone seemed extremely impatient, but in fact he had already I just wanted to ignore the broken river, but I have never found an excuse. This time, I can just get rid of this young man with no future.

Yang Wenlong never imagined that there would be such a rumor when he arrived.I don't know who has such a rich imagination that he would think that he is the son of Nicholas.

"Uncle Changqing, Uncle Changqing!..." Duanhe called a few times, but the leaving figure didn't stop, nor looked back at him.The clenched fists of both hands can hear the sound of 'click'. He has worked very hard, but his strength has not shown signs of growth. He really wants to kill himself, but there is still a mother in the family. He can die but can't let her die. His mother was sad, and his only wish was to let her live a good life.But with level five strength, even if you are a mercenary, you can only run errands. How can you get a few silver coins every month to make your mother live a good life.He hates, it's useless to hate himself, but he can only face the arrangement of God.

"Zi'er, what time did the instructor Yang Wenlong say that classes start?" In a large living room on the fifth floor, Osengaro was dining with his granddaughter Zi Yan.

"Grandpa, I don't know, but even if I know, I don't need to go." Zi Yan said as she stuffed a piece of barbecue into her mouth while eating.

"why?"

"Because that Yang Wenlong said that the rules of the ultimate class are that there are no rules, and students have the right to choose whether to attend the class or not, so I will definitely not attend his class."

"Nonsense!..." Osengaro just wanted to reprimand her, but when he thought of this poor granddaughter, he immediately changed his tone: "Well, Zi'er, your health is not very good, that's why grandpa asked you to go to Yang Wenlong's ultimate Class one. Because Grandpa knows that he has some miraculous things that may restore your health, so you must go to his class, and you don't have to go to the original class."

"Grandpa, I don't care. My classmates kept laughing at me when they knew that I went to sign up. I already told them that I would not go to his class. Now you let me go, so I am not very shameless. Anyway, I am will not go!"

"Zi'er, just listen to grandpa once!"

"No, I can listen to Grandpa for everything except this Zi'er!"

"You, you, well, if you don't go to Yang Wenlong's class, pack up your things and go to your parents to cultivate tomorrow."

"Grandpa, are you going to drive me away?" Zi Yan suddenly put down the chopsticks in her hand, tears glistening in her big eyes.

"Zi'er, your health is not good. Grandpa is doing this for your own good. The air is better at your parents' place, which is very suitable for you to cultivate. And...Zi'er, Zi'er..." Osengaro was talking, Zi'er Yan suddenly covered her chest with one hand, with a painful expression on her face, because she was agitated and fell ill.

Hurry up to pick up Zi Yan and put her on the bed in her room, it took a long time for her pain to ease. "Zi'er, it's all grandpa's fault, but it's all for your own good. If you don't want to go, forget it! Hey!..." Osengaro sighed, this poor granddaughter often fell ill shortly after she was born.Even the Pope of the Holy See of Light did not recover her from this strange disease with the magic spell treatment, it just eased her pain a little.Ziyan also drank dragon blood, which can improve human physique, and even soaked her body with dragon blood, but she still didn't get any improvement, and her illness would still occur when she was excited.

"Grandpa, Zi'er doesn't want to go back to her hometown, and doesn't want to face loneliness. I'm very happy here, as long as grandpa doesn't drive Zi'er away, Zi'er promises to go to the class taught by Yang Wenlong." After the pain eased, Zi Yan saw her grandfather's anxious expression. Feeling that he shouldn't make grandpa angry, he simply agreed to go to class.

"Well, good! Good!..." Osengaro nodded happily, but the tear that flowed from the corner of his eye represented his love for Zi Yan.

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"Wow! Brother Wenlong, so you live here! I really didn't expect that you live in such a big house alone?" Wei'er came to Yang Wenlong's residence, and was immediately attracted by the big house.Although she lives alone, there is only a small living room and a small bedroom, and the whole space is not as big as a bedroom here.

"Of course I live alone, but I also think it's too big. Living alone is so deserted."

"Really? Then can I move in and live with you?"

"Of course, but, is this okay?" Yang Wenlong also doesn't like being alone, and it would be a good thing to have Wei'er, a pistachio, by his side.

"What's so good about this, but I don't know if the academy will agree with me to move here." Wei'er said with a pouting here, although she is a little girl, but this year is already 290 years old.Three years later, she will come of age. As long as she participates in the elf's coming-of-age ceremony, she can instantly become a young girl, not the little girl she is now.It takes 300 years for elves to become adults, and the lifespan of ordinary elves is 6000 years.The lifespan of a cultivator will be extended according to the strength. Generally speaking, the lifespan of a god-level elf is tens of thousands of years, and a saint-level spirit can live for [-] to [-] years.

"Well then, I'll ask the dean. If he doesn't mind, you can move here. Anyway, I'm quite lonely by myself. The college doesn't allow you to come in and out casually, otherwise we can go for a stroll in the city. "Yang Wenlong said so. In fact, he is still not sure about the outside situation. However, no matter what the outside situation looks like, he still has to face it.Of course, you have to be prepared to go out of the academy, at least you have to bring a good bodyguard, but you haven't found it yet, as long as you find it, you can go to the mainland's largest imperial capital, the Guangming Emperor's Capital, for a stroll.

"Okay, then you have to ask quickly. In fact, I am very lonely wherever I live, and no one talks to me very much. By the way, it will be the open day of the college in two days. Then we can go out of the college and have a look outside. Brother Wenlong must accompany me when the time comes!" Because she looks like a little girl now, people who live in the same building as her rarely chat with her.

"Here, Wei'er, you see, I just became a tutor now, and I still have a lot of things to deal with, why not wait for the next open day!" Yang Wenlong thought it would be better not to go out until he found a bodyguard, but in his heart There is already a candidate, of course the vice president Nicholas.

(End of this chapter)