Mo Yang couldn't help but fell into deep thought, what on earth is going on?

He clearly remembered that not long ago, there was chaos and panic here.

"What on earth is going on?" Tan Ziling whispered in the team.

"Am I... not dead?"

Tang Wenming looked at his intact hands in surprise.

He couldn't believe he was still alive.

"really……"

Ye Yan shook hands and felt that there was no abnormality in his body, and was secretly glad in his heart.

Even if you already know a little bit.

But when this happened, he finally believed it.

And, one thing is certain.

Ye Yan left the team without hesitation and walked in one direction.

Wang Zijin, who had been paying attention to Ye Yan, saw this and followed him without hesitation.

As they left, the originally bustling streets seemed to become quieter.

only left. Those pedestrians who were still confused and surprised looked at each other.

As for Mu Waner and others who had experienced it once, they naturally quickly discovered Ye Yan who had left the team.

"Hey, hey, hey, you two guys, come back to me quickly!"

Mu Wan'er's voice echoed on the street. Her eyes were fixed on the two figures moving away in front of her, and her heart was filled with uneasiness.

Knowing the existence of spiritual energy recovery behind them, Mu Waner and others did not hesitate to use their spiritual power.

She no longer wanted to see students die in front of her again.

Moreover, knowing the dangerous situation behind them, they could not be allowed to leave the team again.

However, just when they were about to catch up.

boom!

Just when she was about to catch up with them, a figure suddenly flew backwards from the front and hit the ground hard.

This sudden change caused Mu Waner and others to stop chasing. They looked at everything in front of them in shock.

Dong Zhenghao was seen lying on the ground, his face was pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.

And the person standing in front of him was Nangong Jie.

In her hand, she still held the spiritual weapon that had just knocked Dong Zhenghao away - the air-breaking cannon, with cold and firm eyes.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Mu Waner shouted angrily.

She couldn't understand why Nangong Jie would be so harsh on her teammates.

Nangong Jie did not answer, but looked at Mu Wan'er coldly.

Zhao Wenji turned around and saw Dong Zhenghao lying on the ground and Nangong Jie standing there with an indifferent expression, and couldn't help feeling confused.

"What exactly is going on?"

Zhao Wenji asked.

Nangong Jie was silent for a while, and then said coldly:

"This is a matter for the teachers and has nothing to do with you."

"What do you mean it has nothing to do with me!" Zhao Wenji frowned.

"Didn't I tell you before? Infighting among team members is prohibited!"

Nangong Jie gave him a cold look: "So, do you want to stop me too?"

"Can you tell me what happened to you?"

Mu Waner tried her best to soften her voice and stepped forward to comfort her.

In this situation, we can no longer fight among ourselves, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

"Why"

Nangong Jie sighed deeply. The sigh was like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, carrying endless helplessness and regret.

Her eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally settled on Dong Zhenghao, with a complicated light shining in her eyes.

"That's all, you can protect him for a while, how can you protect him until the end?"

She said coldly, her voice revealing a sense of determination and firmness.

She knew that now under the teacher's eyes, she could not do anything excessive to Dong Zhenghao.

However, this does not mean that she will give up.

"Tell Dong Zhenghao that I won't show mercy next time."

Nangong Jie's voice was cold, as if it had a biting chill.

As her words fell, a gentle breeze quietly emerged around her, as if a mysterious power was surging.

Then, her figure gradually became blurred, as if she was blending into the breeze.

"No, stop her quickly!"

Mu Waner seemed to notice something and shouted loudly.

Hearing Mu Wan'er's shout, Xu Wudi rushed forward with excitement on his face.

He raised his fist, and the spiritual mark on his arm shone with dazzling light, containing terrifying power.

However, when his fist was about to hit Nangong Jie, it seemed to hit an invisible wall and pass directly through it.

"What?"

Xu Wudi was shocked and couldn't believe his eyes.

He clearly felt that his fist had hit Nangong Jie, but the other party stood unscathed.

"useless"

At this time, Dong Zhenghao, who slowly stood up from the ruins, explained:

"Once Xiaojie's talent is successfully activated, all physical attacks will be ineffective."

After hearing Dong Zhenghao's explanation, Nangong Jie was silent for a moment.

She looked up at Dong Zhenghao, with complicated emotions flashing in her eyes.

Finally, she looked at him deeply, as if she wanted to carve his appearance into her heart.

"I will kill you."

Nangong Jie said coldly, with a kind of determination and cruelty in her voice.

Facing Nangong Jie's threat, Dong Zhenghao did not show the slightest fear.

He reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a smile:

"Don't worry, I'll be there later."

However, Nangong Jie did not give Dong Zhenghao too much time.

As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Jie's figure disappeared into the air.

Only a faint fragrance and the surprised expressions of Xu Wudi and others were left.

Everyone was surprised to see the disappearing Nangong Jie.

They didn't expect that there was such a talent.

This talent is rare even among SS-level people.

Just after that figure completely disappeared from sight.

Dong Zhenghao closed his eyes quietly, letting the wind around him gently brush his cheeks and lift his hair in front of his forehead.

He seemed to be able to sense the fluctuations of the wind, every strand, every strand, seemed to carry some kind of message.

Passing through his body, touching a string deep in his heart.

After a long time, Dong Zhenghao slowly opened his eyes, and his deep eyes seemed to hide endless stars.

He raised his feet and walked firmly in the direction of the wind.

"Do you want to die?"

A cold shout suddenly sounded in his ears.

Dong Zhenghao turned his head and saw Xu Wudi frowning and grabbing his arm with a serious face.

"Her eyes are not joking."

Xu Wudi said in a deep voice:

"She really wants to kill you."

Dong Zhenghao tried to shake off Xu Wudi's hand, but no matter how hard he tried, the hand clamped him tightly like an iron clamp.

He took a deep breath and said helplessly:

"Even if this is the case, I will go over."

Snap!

As soon as the voice fell, a crisp slap sounded.

Mu Wan'er, without knowing when, had already stood beside them.

She slapped Dong Zhenghao in the face with such force that Dong Zhenghao's cheek instantly became red and swollen. (End of this chapter)

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