Chapter 420: Death of Tang Qiansheng (2)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Mo Fei turned his head, looked at Mo Bei and asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Do you want to take the flood dragon out?” Mo Bei asked.

Mo Fei nodded, “Yes! Is there any problem?”

Mo Bei said in a light tone, “If you want to take him out, don’t let Tang Qiansheng die in his hands.” Mo Bei’s thoughts were rolling, ‘we were greatly outnumbered by the enemy, and they had the golden flood dragon to help. We’ve known their secret. To get rid of their desire to kill us, we should take the same boat with them.’

Xin Mingyue suddenly realized something. She explained immediately, “Tang Qiansheng was left on him with a soul seal by Tang’s elders. Once he dies, the soul seal will be transferred to the creature who killed him.”

Mo Bei nodded, “Sister Xin is right. Tang Qiansheng is the key training target of the Tang family. If he is dead, his family will definitely not leave the matter at that.”

Tang Qianye blinked, “Alas, their protection for Tang Qiansheng is really adequate!”

Tang Qianye looked at Tang Qiansheng, thinking of his own tragical encountering in his last life, and couldn’t help but feel a little bit sour.

When Tang Qiansheng heard Mo Bei and Xin Mingyue’s words, he was almost out of breath. The two stood together with the people from Tianhe College. They were really bastards!

“Mo Bei, Xin Mingyue, you two are biting the hand that feeds you!” Tang Qiansheng shouted angrily.

Finding Tang Qiansheng still had the strength to shout, the little flood dragon used all his strength to knock Tang Qiansheng away.

Mo Bei looked at Tang Qiansheng, a faint sarcasm flashed across his expression.

It had been long known that the four stars of Xingchen were not in harmony with each other. Tang Qiansheng was jealous and arrogant, so Mo Bei didn’t like Tang Qiansheng at all. At this conjunction, he certainly wouldn’t make a move.

Tang Qiansheng gritted his teeth, his heart was full of deep hatred.

“Xiao Jin, don’t kill him.” Mo Fei shouted coldly.

The golden flood dragon flicked his tail and threw Tang Qiansheng out. Tang Qiansheng was smashed on the ground, but he still had breath.

“Xiao Jin, come back.” Mo Fei shouted.

The dragon finally stopped his move, swaying and returning to Mo Fei’s hand.

Tang Qiansheng stared at Mo Fei fiercely, “If you kill me, the Tang family will not let you go.”

Lou Yu raised his hand and threw a potion toward Tang Qiansheng. Then the potion bottle exploded, and a rich grass fragrance spread out.

Smelling the scent, the golden flood dragon writhed his body, trying to rush towards the smell while Mo Fei grabbed his tail timely.

“Imitation of incense potion?” Mo Bei asked.

Mo Fei nodded, “Yes!”

Xin Mingyue bit her lips. Although she was not a pharmacist, she still knew a little about this potion.

It could imitate the smell of high-grade star spiritual herbs, attracting star beasts.

Tang Qiansheng should have become a huge star spiritual herbs in the eyes of the star beasts.

The sound of star beasts rushing came over ... “Let’s go,” Mo Fei said in a cold voice.

The several people quickly left the place, while a large group of star beasts rushed towards Tang Qiansheng.

Mo Bei looked at the swarming star beasts, a thick suspicion flashed in his eyes, “Why there are so many level 7 star beasts? It shouldn’t be like this!”

“Ah!” A heart-piercing scream rang out.

“Tang Qianye, you must die in curse! You will definitely suffer retribution!” Tang Qiansheng’s spiteful voice hovered in the sky.

Qianye squinted his eyes and said dissatisfiedly, “The bastard is cursing a handsome and nice person like me, he’s utterly devoid of conscience.”

Lying on top of Mo Fei’s head, the little flood dragon scratched Mo Fei’s hair with the paws.

Mo Fei said helplessly, “Okay, stop. It’s not a high-grade spiritual grass, it’s a stinky man sprayed with a layer of perfume, so it smells very good but doesn’t taste well. Didn’t you have a taste just now?”

The little flood dragon nodded. His eyes were still reluctant to withdraw from Tang Qiansheng’s direction.

“Tang Qiansheng should be dead.” Zheng Xuan said.

Mo Fei nodded, “I think so.”