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However, the words had barely left his mouth!
Another blue and pink butterfly appeared out of nowhere in front of Dai Mubai!
This time, everyone's attention was highly focused!
"Hmph!" Li Yusong, who was on guard duty, snorted and instantly obtained his Martial Soul Dragon Pattern Staff, bringing with him a whooshing sound!
call!
A sweeping motion of the staff!
"Crack!" A crisp sound, like a mirror shattering!
The butterfly was shattered by the dragon-patterned staff, turning into blue and pink specks of light that dissipated into the air.
"Mirror? Mirror?" A jolt of electricity ran through Tang San's mind.
He finally recognized it—the signature silver hair and the unique mirror-like martial spirit—and exclaimed in shock, "You are..."
But Ning Rongrong called out his name even faster than him.
"You are Dongfang Jing! Yao'er's brother!"
Ning Rongrong's expression was as if she had seen a ghost; her mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg. "But you're not."
do you died?
Dongfang Jing didn't explain much, but simply nodded slightly to Ning Rongrong, his tone steady: "I remember we met once before, but we didn't get to talk. Thank you for always being there for Yao'er. As for your father, I will personally visit him when I have time."
Ning Rongrong blinked her big eyes, her expression blank for several seconds.
There was too much information; her little brain couldn't process it all.
Yao'er's brother didn't die after all?
and many more.
Does Yao'er know he's not dead?
and many more!
Is the person Yao'er likes him?
Wait a minute?!
My best friend! Your taste is so wild!
Ning Rongrong's facial expressions changed rapidly, which was quite fascinating.
She simply gave up thinking and decided that she would definitely grab Yao'er and ask her for an explanation later!
"Yao'er, can you turn around so I can take a good look at you?" Dongfang Jing took off his sunglasses, revealing his deep purple eyes.
His voice was slightly lower than Dongfang Yao remembered.
But his tone was even gentler.
Dongfang Yao felt as if her heart had been gently tickled by a feather, a tingling and numb sensation.
She gave a soft "hmm," her voice slightly nasal, and slowly turned around, tilting her head back slightly so that their eyes met.
Before long, Dongfang Yao felt her cheeks burning and she could barely hold on.
She thought she would be able to handle things calmly and confidently when she saw her brother again.
But the reality was that her shyness made it extremely difficult for her to even look directly into those eyes.
"Brother," she called softly, with a touch of coquettishness.
Her eyes instantly reddened, and a layer of misty tears welled up.
Five years! A full five years!
I finally saw my brother alive and breathing again!
As if they were telepathically connected,
An impulse to get closer to each other arose simultaneously in the hearts of the brother and sister.
Dongfang Jing bent down, opened his arms, and gently embraced his younger sister, who had become much thinner but also much taller.
"Brother, I just finished running, I'm sweaty," Dongfang Yao said, somewhat embarrassed as she came to her senses.
Dongfang Jing gently ruffled her hair, hugged his little sister tighter, and teased her with a doting smile, "Our Yao'er smells so good, how could your brother dislike you? But you, you've grown into a big girl, and you still cry so easily?"
Dongfang Yao did not respond, but shook her head vigorously and buried her face deeply in her brother's neck.
Her arms, like vines, tightly wrapped around his back.
Her body pressed tightly against his, as if she wanted to crush herself into his bones and never be separated again.
"Brother." She called out again, greedily inhaling the familiar scent that belonged only to her brother, the scent that made her feel incredibly safe and that made her want more!
Sure enough, nothing has changed!
Chapter 181 Dongfang Yao Feels a Crisis! Dongfang Jing Intimidates Shrek Academy!
Unconsciously, Dongfang Yao's arms moved upwards and wrapped tightly around the back of Dongfang Jing's neck.
Longing is like a flood bursting its banks, the embrace growing stronger and tighter.
Her delicate nose and soft lips had inadvertently brushed against Dongfang Jing's collarbone, and her warm breath, carrying the fragrance of a young girl, tickled his skin.
"You're squeezing me too hard, I'm about to be strangled to death." Dongfang Jing felt a little short of breath and gently patted her sister's arm, trying to help her relax.
But Dongfang Yao didn't let go; instead, she hugged him even tighter! The strength in her arms was astonishing.
No way? Yao'er actually thinks that way about me?
Dongfang Jing felt both touched and amused.
Moved by my sister's intense longing,
But I really can't breathe!
This loving hug is incredibly powerful!
Just then, a pair of fair hands suddenly reached out and grabbed their wrists.
A tremendous force came, forcefully yet with restraint, separating the two.
Dongfang Jing, finally able to breathe fresh air again, let out a long sigh of relief.
I felt like I had just escaped from being coiled by a python.
He looked gratefully at the person who had helped him; it was Wang Qiu'er.
"I'm so sorry, brother! Yao'er missed you so much that I didn't notice." Only then did Dongfang Yao belatedly realize what she had just done. Her face flushed red instantly, and she apologized helplessly.
"It's nothing, it's nothing," Dongfang Jing waved his hand, feeling extremely relieved.
'It seems I've been a good older brother, since Yao'er misses me so much!'
He then turned his head and smiled, "Qiu'er, thank you."
"It's nothing, it's what I should do." Wang Qiu'er's tone was indifferent, revealing no emotion.
But her gaze was fixed on Dongfang Yao.
With scrutiny, and a hint of wariness?
It was only then that Dongfang Yao truly noticed the woman with long, wavy, light blue hair and a white veil covering her face.
Was she the one who separated herself from her brother just now? She's incredibly strong!
Moreover, Dongfang Yao had been facing away from Dongfang Jing the whole time.
Now that her view was clear, she suddenly realized that there were one, two, three people standing beside and behind her brother.
Five women, each with a distinct temperament, all with their faces covered by light veils!
An unprecedented sense of crisis, even stronger than when facing a powerful soul beast, instantly swept over them!
Dongfang Yao's eyes glazed over slightly, and she forced an awkward smile: "Brother, who are they?"
"Okay, I'll explain in detail later." Dongfang Jing habitually reached out and rubbed his younger sister's head, something he hadn't done in a long time.
He then stopped smiling and turned around.
His gentle gaze instantly turned sharp, coldly sweeping over the group of teachers and students with varying expressions at the entrance of Shrek Academy.
Shrek teacher had already given Yu Xiaogang emergency first aid to stop the bleeding.
Seeing the blood seeping from his colleague's severed finger and his pale face, Zhao Wuji could no longer suppress his anger and suddenly stood up.
His burly physique exuded a fierce aura.
He clenched his fists and pressed down with his knuckles, making a crisp "crack, crack" sound.
“Wuji!” Flander said in a deep voice, shaking his head slowly at him with a solemn expression.
They don't have any healing-type Soul Masters. If they want to reattach Yu Xiaogang's severed finger, they must rush to Soto City to find a professional healing Soul Master or physician, and even then, there's no guarantee of success.
Moreover, the newcomer's identity is too mysterious, and it would be unwise to make a move rashly at this moment.
Flander handed the weak and aching Yu Xiaogang to other teachers for support and care, then stepped forward, suppressing his anger, and coldly questioned, "Why did you attack my Shrek Academy teacher so severely without cause? If you don't give a reasonable explanation, we at Shrek..."
The reason he was able to maintain this restraint was not because he was weak, but because he was wary.
They were wary of the several mysterious women with extraordinary bearing beside Dongfang Jing.
With his Soul Saint level cultivation and spiritual power, he couldn't detect the depth of the other party's aura at all!
This was utterly unbelievable, setting off alarm bells in his mind!
Therefore, he suppressed his urge to take action and tried to find out the situation first.
“Zhu Zhuqing,” Dongfang Jing completely ignored Flander’s questioning, turned his gaze to the black-haired cat-eared girl he had met once before, and said calmly, “Tell me briefly what just happened.”
Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and spoke clearly and quickly.
Just now, Yu Xiaogang and others had been aggressive, using provocation and threats to the sect's reputation to force Dongfang Yao to accept the bet against Soul Emperor Li Yusong.
He repeated it word for word, exactly as it was written.
This is tantamount to filing a serious complaint!