Chapter 338: 337. Yang Ming's Imprisonment
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Platinum Bishop Salas' complexion sank, and he shouted:
"Yang Ming, no matter how much you argue, it's a fact that you killed Feng Xiaotian. Come with me to the Spirit Temple now. Other people will continue to investigate this matter."
Although Dean Flender intends to stop it, he also knows that other people's soft words can't stop anything.
Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi dispatched Sword Douluo to guard Yang Ming, which was considered a guarantee.
A group of Templar knights escorted Yang Ming out of Shrek Academy. As a star figure of Shrek Academy, Yang Ming naturally attracted much attention. Along the way, he could see many students from Lanba Academy stopping far away. wait and see.
It's just that when Yang Ming looked at them, these students who originally adored Yang Ming crazily turned their heads away with flickering eyes, pretending that they didn't know Yang Ming, and their alienation was very obvious.
Among them, Yang Ming also saw Tai Long's four backup members. Except for Tai Long's expression of guilt, the other three were generally the same. They didn't dare to look directly at Yang Ming, and didn't even say goodbye.
"elder brother."
Just when there was a wry smile on the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, Xiao Wu's crisp voice brought him back to reality.
Yang Ming looked back and saw Xiao Wu running towards him.
The twelve templar knights who escorted Yang Ming surrounded Yang Ming, and separated two people to stand in front of Xiao Wu, with the pressure of soul power at the level of a soul king emerging from his body.
"stop!"
With an anxious look on Xiao Wu's face, she stomped her feet resentfully, and said:
"Who are you, why did you take brother away!"
As she said that, Xiao Wu got angry and was going to pass through the Templar Knights to take Yang Ming away.
Seeing this, a Templar's eyes turned cold, and five soul rings emerged from his body one after another. His face was stern with yellow and purple light, and with a clang, a long sword was about to slash at Xiao Wu's head.
From the Templar's point of view, it was obvious that Xiao Wu wanted to kidnap the criminal Yang Ming, and he would absolutely not allow such an accident to happen!
Xiao Wu's speed was fast, and the templar's speed was even faster, almost hitting Xiao Wu's head first.
Seeing that Xiao Wu was about to be hit, a burst of anger burst out of Yang Ming's chest, pouring down like a torrent of catharsis, and said angrily:
"Stop it!"
In an instant, Yang Ming exuded a terrifying aura, like a dragon-like majestic dragon, and like an emperor who is the only one in the sky and on earth, he made a promise, and the aura formed turned into a decision He struck hard on the backs of the heads of the twelve Templar knights around him.
Domineering color domineering!
Although Yang Ming has only just obtained it not long ago, he is still showing greatness in the midst of the extreme anger of caring about Xiao Wu!
"Boom!"
The twelve templar knights around only felt a buzzing in their ears, and their eyes turned into darkness for a moment, and their bodies seemed to be weak in limbs after a high fever, and they felt a little weak.
They should be thankful that Yang Ming's domineering look only reveals a trace of power, otherwise they would probably fall asleep on the ground.
Without their hindrances, Xiao Wu successfully came to Yang Ming's side. Misty eyes had already appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she tightly grasped Yang Ming's sleeves, like a little cat who was afraid of being abandoned by her master, and said:
"Brother, I won't let you go."
Yang Ming rubbed Xiao Wu's hair as always, making her neatly combed hairstyle a little messy, with doting eyes, he said:
"Hey, you just wait in the academy for your brother to come back, I'll be fine."
Seeing Xiao Wu pursed her mouth, she was almost able to hold the oil bottle, but she refused to let go, Yang Ming had a headache and said:
"Xiao Wu, you have to believe me, in this world, no one can hurt me."
Yang Ming's words were extremely confident, even Xiao Wu was infected by his emotions, and the tension in his heart was slightly relieved.
Xiao Wu had a bad impression of Wuhundian. She was afraid that Yang Ming, like her mother, would never come back after being captured by the people of Wuhundian. That's why she was so emotional that she did such a thing.
However, after being persuaded by Yang Ming, Xiao Wu felt much more relaxed.
Yang Ming watched Tang San, Dai Mubai and others coming hand in hand, the expressions of concern on everyone's faces didn't seem fake, and he was a little moved in his heart.
Only when you are in adversity can you see who your true friends are.
Yang Ming pinched Xiao Wu's pretty nose, lightly pushed her hard on her back, pushed her out of the encirclement surrounded by Templar knights, smiled lightly at Dai Mubai, Tang San and the others, and said:
"Everyone, don't be so sad. I'm not going to a dragon's pool or a tiger's lair. I'll be back soon."
Tang San nodded heavily, quietly retracting the hidden weapon under his sleeve robe.
He had just seen that Xiao Wu was about to be injured, and his good brother was about to be detained by the Wuhun Hall, so he almost couldn't control himself and projected the hidden weapon in his sleeve robe.
Tang San stared at Yang Ming, seeing his calm expression, Tang San knew in his heart that Yang Ming might still have a backup, and said in a deep voice:
"Brother, take care all the way!"
There is no need to say much between the two, but the friendship is as valuable as gold.
Yang Ming waved his hand, and left the area where Shrek Academy was located amidst the impatient shoving of twelve Templar knights, and walked straight to a bustling street in the center of the city.
This street is one of the best in Tiandou City, almost no one does not know it, but this is not because there are big shopping malls or trading houses, but because the branch hall of Wuhun Temple in Tiandou City is located here.
As one of the most powerful forces in the Douluo Continent, and also the only Spirit Temple of the two empires, the buildings built here far surpassed the main Hall of Spirits in Suotuo City in terms of grandeur and floor area.
In the resplendent hall, there is a huge chandelier like a redbud flower hanging from the ceiling, and the petal-like golden lights spread all over the hall. There are famous paintings hanging on the walls, but the paintings are not ordinary people, but the ones who once lived in the Wuhun Temple. Soul masters who have made outstanding contributions in history, from the pope of the previous generation to ordinary soul masters in the remote Wuhun Temple, as long as they have made great contributions to the Wuhun Temple, they can all leave their names here.
This insignificant little thing made it easy for the Wuhun Palace to win people's hearts, and made the Wuhun Palace even more united.
Stepping on the red-haired carpet, under the urging of the twelve Templar knights, Yang Ming withdrew his gaze and went down the spiral staircase into the underground prison.
It is said to be a prison, but the environment here is much better than Yang Ming imagined. It is not a gloomy, humid and dark environment, but a bright atmosphere. The sofa, bed quilt, toilet, hall, and even the study room are basically the same. Everything is available.