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Tang Xiaotang quivered all the way, and the others tacitly refused to persuade her again.

I don’t know how long it took, but Tang Xiaotang was also shouting that he was bored alone, so he stopped and put away the thorn whip.

"Your star power control has improved a lot. You waved your whip in such a small carriage and didn't hurt anyone." Tang Zheng joked even though she calmed down.

"Ahhh, I've said so much... Is that the point?" Tang Xiaotang was in tears.

If the task assigned by Li Xiaoren is not completed by herself, it will delay the progress of the entire team’s team battle!

When she was in Wulong Town, she was in Tangjiabao for the first time, and some older brothers and sisters who were older than him were not as good as her.

However, as soon as she arrived at Yisou Academy, she found that she was actually the bottom one!

This incident is not funny at all.

Leng Zhan hugged his hands and closed his eyes, wondering if he was asleep.

The population density of the outside streets is relatively high, and the sound of shouting spirits is also relatively high. Once the carriage is quiet, the sound of shouting spirits outside appears clearer...

Tang Xiaotang took the thorn whip back to his waist, looked out the carriage window, and shouted: "Teacher."

"Hmm?" Tang Zheng smiled and raised his head.

"You are really amazing!" Tang Xiaotang said softly.

"Why did you say this suddenly?"

"The name of Thunder God in the Cold War was made of several years of star battles, and you have been awarded the gods in the Star Battle Arena of Feishi City in one day! If I hadn't fought the Star Battle myself, I wouldn't have known how difficult it was. So... I kept wondering, why did a person like you appear in Tangjiabao? Why did he become our master?"

"Oh?" Tang Zheng grabbed the "key point" this time and asked immediately. "I have become a god too? He is the Thunder God? Then what kind of god am I?"

"..." Tang Xiaotang only felt that it was not easy to say a few serious words in front of Tang Zheng. She curled her lips angrily.

Jiang Wuyan stared at Tang Zheng blankly.

He was not sure if Tang deliberately avoided Tang Xiaotang's problem or was he really concerned about his title?

Meng Fenghua looked at Jiang Wuyan's expression of being played with, and knew that this guy was not used to Tang Zheng's jumping rhythm.

Tang Zheng was still gesturing there: "The title of Cold War' is 'Thunder God', which is well-known to everyone. I am so handsome, so why should I have a well-known title? Well, what is my name? God of Domineering? God of War?"

Meng Fenghua touched his forehead: "You fought one after another, but I don't know what they called you..."

"Say it." Tang Zheng looked expectant.

"Well, Master, are you calling Dai Mengli..."

"..." When Tang Zheng heard this, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Dai Meng Li, three words. Everyone thinks that if you call Dai Shen, it is not very polite, but if you call Qi Shen... it sounds too much like a demon clan, so..."

"I don't want to listen."

"So, you're called Meng Shen!"

"..." Tang Zheng's mouth twitched, and ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.

Five words floated from the sky, what is this?

My wisdom is ruined by the fact that I tmd gave the name of a cute raccoon to match with "Fruit Meow".

Now, cute god!

God does evil, but you can still forgive me. You can do evil, but you can't live, nozuodie.

"Not bad. cute, symbolizing rebirth and growth..." Cold War even finished it.

"You don't have to talk!"

"Uh... Master?" Tang Xiaotang blinked. "This is a happy thing. All the warriors in Feishi City like you very much."

"Can't you respect the word 'God'? Don't you think it's inconsistent to put 'God' together?"

The four people in the car shook their heads collectively. Meng Fenghua and Jiang Wuyan also looked confused.

Where did Meng and Shen go against each other?

Moreover, why should we respect the word "God" a little bit?

Tang Zheng was speechless. This is the cultural generation gap. He doesn’t understand memes and cannot communicate!

...

Four white horses, taking graceful little steps, finally pulled the carriage into the inner street.

The warriors in the Star Arena of Feishi City of course also hoped that Yisou Academy would produce talents, so they promoted Tang Zheng's hand and put him in a divine name early.

Anyway, for the people in the Xingyao Continent, what they admire is the Purple Gold Emperor. As for the things like gods, demons, ghosts, it doesn’t matter if they just scream.

Although the Purple Gold Emperor is not a god, he is better than a god.

Therefore, it is a trivial matter to be named God, but if you become an emperor, it will be a big matter to be the eighty-one family in the border area. There are hundreds of nine-star strong people, but even the top strong people of the seven top families dare to be called "heads of the family", but no one dares to be called emperor.

Tang Zheng and the others didn't say anything anymore, and the carriage fell into tranquility.

Night, tranquility, crying...

Tang Zheng sighed: "Is this the day of sacrifice?"

The Cold War was used to it, so he nodded. He had spent so many years in Feishi City and had too many sacrifices and reprimand days, so he no longer felt anything.

In frontier cities like Feishi City, almost every family has relatives on the battlefield of burying bones. Crying sounds in the wind can be heard far away.

It was not until I entered the inner street that the sound of shouting spirits became much smaller.

Of course, this does not mean that no relatives were killed in the Nei Street on the front line of fighting against the demon clan. Instead, the Nei Street has a relatively low population density and a school district. Many people are still silent in their hearts even if they feel sad.

When they were in Wulong Town, Tang Zheng and the others had only heard of it. In the border town not far away, there was a one-day sacrifice day every month, but even when they came to Feishi City, they had never participated because the sacrifice day started in the evening and ended in the early morning.

Only today, because I was late in the Star Battle Arena, I just happened to catch up with the shouting of the household before supper when I came back.

Originally, Tang Zheng was jokingly walking across the outer street, thinking that he would be better when entering the inner street, but it was not the case at all.

When he was on the street, he could suppress an inexplicable emotion in his heart and speak. He could try his best to calm his emotions by joking with Xiaotang. However, after entering the street, he felt that he was not even interested in talking.

I don't want to speak, I just want to be silent.

The Day of Sacrifice is not as spectacular as he imagined, like thousands of people crying in the streets. Instead, it is a kind of sadness that is pressed under the heavy dark clouds but cannot be vented.

Perhaps, this is war.

Whether it is killing or skills, you can practice it in the game, but this is the only thing that cannot be practiced in the game.

No matter how real the game is, it is just a game. This kind of sadness permeates Feishi City, a game otakus in a peaceful era, even if he has the best psychological quality, he cannot adapt immediately.

Tang Zheng was not kidding anymore, and the carriage seemed even more silent.

"It's almost here." Leng Zhan opened his eyes quietly and looked out the window of the carriage.

"Yes." Tang Zheng nodded, "I'll get out of the car and have a walk."

Leng Zhan raised his eyelids and glanced at Tang Zheng. The inquiry in his eyes was full of meaning.

Although he didn't have much contact with Tang Zheng, he also knew that this was a person with a big heart and could chat and laugh when he collapsed. He should not be affected by the sound of shouting spirits, right?

Just as he was thinking this way, Tang Zheng smiled and said, "It's boring in the car."

"Well, it's quite boring. I'll be with you too..." Tang Xiaotang stood up.

The carriage stopped soon.

In late autumn, there is indeed a speechless stuffiness.

Tang Zheng jumped out of the carriage first. Everyone else got down, and Leng Zhan was the last one to get down. Seeing Tang Zheng's face as Xiao Feixiao, he looked at him again. He frowned and said, "It's also boring outside."

"Slightly better than in the car."

"not much."

"Well, but it's still better." Tang Zheng's voice was calm and continued to have such meaningless conversation with the Cold War.

They are two blocks away from the Academy, both with spacious avenues.

A group of five people walked quietly on the street, and no one spoke.

Without a breeze, the wetness in the air became heavier and heavier. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed by, and a thunder blew in the sky.

"Get on the bus, it's going to rain." Jiang Wuyan pointed to the carriage that was slowly following them.

As soon as he finished speaking, a few drops of water fell from the sky.

As we see, a shower is coming.

Tang Zheng let out two deep breaths, let Xiaotang and Fenghua get on the carriage first, and the moment he got on the carriage, another lightning flashed across the sky...

The corner not far away was lit up by that lightning.

A familiar figure suddenly lit up with the lightning bolt, and then disappeared immediately.

Tang Zheng held his hand on the carriage door, staring at the direction where the lightning flashed, and did not turn his head for a long time.

"Teacher? What's wrong?" Tang Xiaotang reached out and pulled him up, "If you don't get up again, you'll be in the rain!"
To be continued...