Walking through the woods, the voices in front of them attracted the attention of both of them.

"The battle ahead seems to be over," Wang Chen whispered. His perception was much sharper than Zhu Zhuqing, and he could have faintly heard the voices in front of him.

"It's over, then do we still need to go there?" Zhu Zhuqing also stopped and asked Wang Chen.

Wang Chen thought for a while and said, "Let's go and see what happened ahead. I've been walking here anyway. If I go directly, it will be a waste of time to walk this road."

"Yes," Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

The two of them slowly approached and could already see the somewhat messy area ahead because of the battle.

"Shh" Wang Chen signaled Zhu Zhuqing to keep his voice from the sound. Suddenly, he held her hand and hid behind the big tree beside him. He carefully stretched out his head, and the few people talking in front appeared in his eyes.

Seeing the people in front clearly, Wang Chen's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Damn, I'm really afraid of anything I'm going to do. This time I almost saved the wrong person, it's Tang San again."

In that messy area, Tang San was confronting the three of them. Tang San's breath was disordered, his clothes were broken in many places, and his body was covered with blood. It was obvious that he had just experienced a hard battle and was very weak now.

Although Wang Chen did not recognize the three people confronted him, he quickly recognized the identities of the three people based on the current situation.

Basically, it was the Dragon Princess and their granddaughter Meng Yiran who did not run away.

The snake stick held in the hand is too representative and easy to identify.

Long Gong is tall and has wrinkles on his face. Judging from his appearance, he is at least over 70 years old. His silver hair shines brightly in the dark night. He holds a snake staff in his hand and exudes an extremely strong aura.

Two yellows, three purples, three blacks, and eight soul rings represent his strength, the eight-ring soul control.

The snake woman's face is also full of wrinkles, and her age is not much different from that of the Dragon Prince. Her silver hair makes the two look extremely compatible.

Holding a snake staff in his hand, the aura emitted by his body is much weaker than that of the snake male, but it is not weaker. He is a Six-ring Soul Emperor.

The young girl was holding a snake stick similar to the two of them. She looked like she was sixteen or seventeen years old. The strong outfit on her body showed her concave and elegant figure, highlighting her youthful vitality, and her big dark brown eyes had strange beauty.

"This seems to be that Tang San." Zhu Zhuqing also turned his head and saw clearly the people in front of him. He soon recognized the Tang San who had seen a few days ago.

"It's him," Wang Chen nodded, and then whispered: "Since you're all here, let's watch a good show here."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Wang Chen in confusion. What a good show? What a good show here?

Wang Chen did not answer Zhu Zhuqing's doubts, but signaled her to watch quietly.

Wang Chen and Zhu Zhuqing hid behind the tree and listened to the quarrel outside. As Tang San refused the Snake Gong's request, the atmosphere between the two sides became extremely tense.

Mr. Long had lost his patience and wanted to attack Tang San when the snake rod shook.

"Senior Long Gong, please show mercy" a slightly hoarse voice sounded, anxious, afraid that Long Gong would attack Tang San.

"Huh?" Long Gong, who had murderous intentions in his eyes, paused, frowned and looked at the direction of the sound. The moment he turned his head, several voices also appeared in the field.

Wang Chen and Zhuqing looked in the voice and saw several people appearing in the audience.

Leading the lead is a man in his fifties, with a strong figure, a flat face, a hooked nose, and a pair of black-framed crystal eyes, giving people a very cunning feeling, as if he was a calculating and a bit stingy businessman.

Behind him was a pair of light blue wings, flapping slightly, and the seven best soul rings on his body were hovering, emitting powerful energy fluctuations.

Level 78 War Soul Saint, Flander.

Zhao Wuji was seriously injured after the battle with Wang Chen, and it is not suitable to bring Oscars and others to the Star Dou Forest to obtain the soul ring.

The other teachers were not strong enough, and there was no sufficient safety guarantee for bringing these students to the scene, so Flander came in person to help Oscar get the soul ring.

Behind Fland were Dai Mubai and the other two. At this time, the five of them looked tired. It was not easy to keep up with Fland. The few of them were so tired that they were panting and blushing.

"Senior Long Gong, this is my student, please show mercy." Flander bowed to Long Gong slightly, glanced at Tang San beside him, and said.

Dai Mubai and his friends quickly came to Tang San and supported the shaky Tang San so that he would not fall. Oscar hurriedly made a sausage and handed it to Tang San.

Long Gong glanced at Flander, noticed Flander's martial soul, pondered slightly, recognized the latter's identity, was startled, but soon returned to peace.

He said lightly: "It turns out that it is the corner of wisdom of one of the golden iron triangles. Flander has heard of his name for a long time and has not seen him. Today, he didn't expect to meet you here. It's a coincidence."

"Senior Long Gong praised him. I admire him for a long time. It is a great honor for me to meet him today." Flander said with a smile and started a business bragging.

The Long Gong smiled at Flander, neither too embarrassed nor too nonsense with him, and got to the point: "Flander, your student killed the soul beast needed by my granddaughter. I think he should give me an explanation."

Mr. Long looked at Tang San coldly, and was very angry. This man was too ungrateful. He both times he blocked him from still obtaining the soul ring and refused to compromise at all. Isn’t he taking him seriously?

Do you really think you can ignore Conra if you have some talent? Even if Flander comes today, he will teach this kid a lesson.

"This..." Flander felt the anger of Long Gong and cast inquiring eyes at Tang San. Why did Tang San interfere with Meng Yiran's acquisition of the soul ring? This Long Gong is not easy to mess with.

Tang San briefly explained the reason, and Flander also understood the whole story, which was a little difficult for a while.

Although Tang San killed the human-faced demon spider for self-protection, he did destroy Meng Yiran's soul ring to obtain, so it is no wonder the Dragon Guild was so angry.

"Senior Long Gong, please take a step to speak," Flander whispered for a moment.

"Hmm?" Long Gong frowned slightly, looked at Flander without refusing, and walked aside with him.

Soon the two of them came back, and the anger on Long Gong's face dissipated a lot. There was a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked at Tang San. He didn't expect that this kid's background was so powerful.

After knowing Tang San's identity, Long Gong was much more polite in his words and forgave Tang San's fault for killing the human-faced demon spider.

"Grandpa, that's my soul beast." Meng Yiran said unwillingly, and glanced at Tang San fiercely. It was this guy who ruined his good deeds.

"Yes, forget it, you can't absorb that soul ring now, so it's useless to pursue it." Long Gong sighed.
Chapter completed!