: Three hundred thirty-six. Obviously it is the fire dance, okay?

(Six more)
"Yang Ming, I ask you, why are you killing Feng Xiaotian?"
As soon as Platinum Bishop Saras came, he asked Yang Ming, with a hint of senior soul master's use of soul power in his voice, a sound like Hong Zhong rang in Yang Ming's ears, but did not affect others.
To be replaced by others, I am afraid that he will be preempted by Platinum Cardinal Saras. Without speaking, he has already vented most of his courage, and dwarfed himself in the momentum, thus falling into a slump in the debate.
But Yang Ming is not an ordinary person, and has not been affected much, but only feels a little pain and uncomfortable ears.
His eyes flickered, and Yang Ming did not say anything, as Dean Flander had told him before, but sat in a position like a wooden man, and ignored the question of Platinum Bishop Saras.
Bishop Saras, with a pale complexion, originally wanted to beat Yang Ming with this. No matter what Yang Ming said, he would play by the topic and mess things up. Unexpectedly, Yang Ming responded with silence as gold, giving him strength. All hit the air, not to mention how uncomfortable.
Dean Flander poured tea to Bishop Saras with a smile and said:
"Sir Bishop Saras, please invite you to drink tea and dissipate your breath. What is the matter, let's talk slowly."
Bishop Saras "Hum" with a sigh, picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip of tea.
At the next moment, his face became extremely ugly in an instant. Although the tea was just brewed, it was as bad as mouthwash. It was the kind of taste he had never tasted!
As the lord of the Wuhun Temple, Bishop Salas of Platinum has always been pampered and favored. Where have you ever tasted the wonderful tea of ​​the stars?
The so-called gypsophila is the end of tea, first pour a cup of hot water, and then sprinkle in. At that moment, it feels like gypsophila, a type of tea that only the poorest civilians will drink.
As the incarnation of the current Grand Terrace, Flander is not without money now, but as always, he will carry forward the door. The fallen tea leaves are really inexhaustible. All others pick the remaining tea leaves. The quality is inferior, which is outrageous. , Take it to feed pigs, the kind pigs will dislike.
It is conceivable that the taste in it makes people stunned and unforgettable for a lifetime.
If it weren't for self-confidence, and so many people were watching here, it is estimated that if Bishop Saras was alone, he would spit it out early in the morning.
Ning Fengzhi quietly observed the wonderful changes in the face of Platinum Bishop Saras, thinking that the other party is a thousand-year-old fox, and ordinary things can't make him move. A cup of tea can make his face change, obviously there is a long history.
Reminiscent of Flanders, Ning Feng shuddered. Wouldn’t this be the tea leaves picked up by someone else with their stinky feet?
Ning Feng hurriedly declined Flander's kindness and put the cup he just picked up back. There was some luck in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't drink tea just now, otherwise he would definitely step into the other party's footsteps.
However, Ning Fengzhi and Platinum Bishop Saras have never dealt with it, and now the other party is even more embarrassed that the carriage is coming and Yang Ming. Ning Fengzhi naturally is also happy to see him out of luck, and he asked, intentionally or unintentionally:
"President Flander, your tea is a bit chic."
Flander's eyes twitched, and nowhere could be seen. There was a small contradiction between the two of them. He immediately smiled and said:
"Ah, this is no way. We at Shrek College were scared in the past. A copper soul coin could not be opened in two halves. I even broke my heart for the development of the college and the students. I’m frugal, I’m afraid that my children will suffer. No, even my tea leaves are expired ones I bought a few years ago. Alas, I’m so hard.

Ning Fengzhi: "..."
Platinum Cardinal Saras: "..."
Bishop Saras, who had a pale face, vaguely felt a twitch in his stomach, and the regretful intestines in his heart were all green. What was crazy about him just before he drank this tea?
Take a deep breath! Take a deep breath! Take a deep breath!
Bishop Saras's abdomen swelled and contracted, and after spitting out the suffocation in his chest for a long time, his eyes returned to the old Gujing waveless, but when he looked at Dean Flander with a hint of cold color, he said:
"President Flander, don't leave me with Gu Yan to disturb the work of our investigation team. I still say that, Yang Ming, why did you kill Feng Xiaotian?"
After a pause, he continued:
"You should know clearly that the rules of the contest do not allow dead hands against the enemy academies, but you are ignoring the rules of the contest. In the face of 80,000 spectators, this is the cruelest hand. You are the most brutal and the most brutal I have seen so far. Human criminals, young soulmates like you but with great strength, as the Platinum Bishop of the Wuhun Temple, I cannot even watch you go astray!"
Platinum Bishop Saras said these words, it can be described as awe-inspiring.
If an uninformed person hears his words, he may even applaud him or applaud him.
Yang Ming looked at him indifferently. After he finished speaking, he said indifferently:
"I said, it wasn't me who killed me. As for how he died, I had to wait for experts to analyze and discuss it further."
"presumptuous!"
Platinum Cardinal Saras slammed the table and shouted:
"Yang Ming, I forgive you that you are a first-time offender, and you have excellent talents. You are a rare genius, and you persuaded you to go back to the shore, but you didn’t think of you but were obsessed with it. You still don’t admit your mistakes until now. It will make you step by step wrong, and there is no turning back."
Ning Feng caused a slight twitch in the corner of his mouth, and he could not see it.
To put it bluntly, he actually talked about himself as an adult tutor.
"Cough!"
Ning Feng caused a cough, interrupted the performance of Bishop Salas, and greeted the other with an unpleasant look.
Ning Fengzhi completely did not see it~EbookFREE.me~ said lightly:
"Bishop Saras, your remarks are a little too biased and things haven't been investigated further. It's too early to draw conclusions, not to mention, as far as I know, Yang Ming and Feng Xiaotian have no hatred yesterday. No complaint, why kill Feng Xiaotian, there is no motive for killing."
"Ah."
Platinum Cardinal Saras sneered and said:
"When it comes to motives for murder, I sent someone to investigate before coming. Yang Ming was very attentive. When he saw that the fire dance in the Fiery College had a good figure, he was robbed of love by the sword, and snatched him from Feng Xiaotian. This love, presumably this time, Yang Mingding was to eliminate future problems, so he deliberately killed Feng Xiaotian."
Yang Ming was a little ignorant.
"I need to grab someone's girlfriend?"
"Obviously it's the fire dance poster, right?"
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