"The teleportation array plate is also worthy of your pride? The space-based elementary techniques absorbed by the Kongming Fish Yuanzhu, such as the flashing of the void, teleportation, and teleportation, aren't there?"

General Wang couldn't help but sneer and revealed his true feelings, "You can't absorb the space element technology, and you actually showed off in front of me with a broken array plate? Do you want it? I'll compete to see who will go to Long Pavilion first?"

General Si sneered: "Is there no limit to that kind of meta-technology? When the Blue Star freezes into a large ice cube, all the plants and animals will be frozen to death and extinction. Without the raw materials for space-based energy agents, how should you use your meta-technology?"

General Li was too lazy to answer and would not explain the source of the space energy agent raw material at Baishan base, but just ordered: "Interrupt his teleportation!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

With a few gunshots, a string of energy bullets hit the defensive light shield without any loss. The teleportation array plate also began to flash white light, and in just a few seconds, it could pass away.

Bang!

A blood dragon claw flashed, slapped on the defensive light shield, and directly slapped the defensive light shield, and shattered it together with the teleportation array plate. General Si was shattered and fell to the ground like a rag doll.

Yin Dong's voice came from outside: "I will go there on the Long Pavilion. In the capital, all the forces in the cultivation world will rush into the main world and block the space gate."

General Li and others exchanged glances with each other and smiled bitterly.

Yin Dong was really angry. This palm was a vent of anger and a warning. He heard that someone in the military had become a bad intention to Xiaobao, and he was afraid that he would have a barrier to the military in the future.

"It's really a piece of rat shit that ruins the soup!" General Wang looked at General Si hatefully, wishing he could go forward and step on him a few more times.

Someone next to him echoed: "Oh, with Zhou Pengyu's incident first, now I have added Lao Si. It would be nice if Yin Dong could not resent the military."

General Li rubbed his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "I don't need to mention this matter anymore. Dongzi's heart is not that narrow."

This is not only for those present, but also for Yin Dong.

If Yin Dong heard it or not, only God knew it.

However, he really wouldn't have any barriers to the military because of Zhou Pengyu and General Si's actions.

He has always known that the tree has dead branches.

Whether it is a peaceful era or a disaster era, some scum borers and the like are inevitable.

However, he had to be more vigilant. Before Xiaobao has no self-protection power, he must be more careful and always put Xiaobao under his and Qiuying's noses to prevent accidents.

At this moment, after he took action against General Si, this matter was revealed. He would no longer vent his anger on anyone in the military. He just wanted to give Longge and the cultivation world a warning to prevent them from daring to Xiaobao.

After he sent out a blood dragon claw, he retracted his senses and left the military headquarters. He held Xiaobao leisurely and walked towards the area No. 21 of the dungeon where the head teacher was located.

Some bus stop signs on the street were painted to mark the passage into the dungeon and the number of the area they were located.

Yin Dong crossed a small half of the urban area and came to Area 21 on the edge of the East District.

Every dungeon entrance is guarded by warriors, and entry and exit without a pass is strictly prohibited.

.However, when Yin Dong came over, he could see his face directly without any obstacles.

A soldier even brought out a small notebook and said excitedly: "Instructor Yin, can you sign me with an autograph?"

"Signature?" Yin Dong's expression became strange, so after the natural disaster, he became a celebrity and gained a hardcore fan, right? This feeling is really fresh!

"Baby sign!"

Xiaobao grabbed a piece of paper and wrote the word "Xiaobao" on it like a ghost drawing. Then, he shook the paper happily and said narcissisticly: "Baby is well written, right? Rake?"

Yin Dong was so amused that he had a son who didn’t know how to be modest, and he was a daddy.

Looking at the warrior's eager gaze, Yin Dong felt that it would be better not to write a few words. He took the pen and added a line of words behind Xiaobao - taking his father here for a trip.

After writing, Yin Dong read it to Xiaobao. The boy was so happy that he drew a smile on the back, then handed the small notebook and pen to the warrior, and raised his claws again: "Rake, give a pig!"

Yin Dong blinked his fingers and hit the warrior's eyebrows and taught him to put his spiritual mark on his face.

Then, Yin Dong hugged the little guy and flickered into the dungeon.

The soldier was stunned for a long time before screaming "ah", shocked, ecstatic, and deep gratitude to Xiaobao.

"What's the name? It's just a signature, is it?" the warrior next to him smiled.

The soldier giggled: "There is a fire in my mind, which was given to me by Xiaobao. Instructor Yin taught me to have a spiritual mark. I am not cold at all now."

As he said that, he took off the military coat wrapped around him and punched a military fist.

Suddenly, everyone was envious.

At this time, Yin Dong held Xiaobao and found his class teacher, Mr. Huang, in the slum area on the edge of the dungeon.

The old man who was not yet sixty, in this era of spiritual revival, there was an awakening potion. His body should have been in a better state than when he was young and middle-aged, but Teacher Huang's back was hunched, his head was full of hair, and his face looked bitter.

"Cough cough cough..." Teacher Huang let out a violent cough, as if he was about to cough out his internal organs.

Behind Teacher Huang, there was a child about the same age as Xiaobao. He patted his back with his hands and said angrily: "Grandpa doesn't cough, he won't cough anymore."

"Okay... cough cough... grandpa doesn't cough..." Teacher Huang said, and another violent coughing, as if he had burst his throat, which made people feel heartbroken.

A sigh came from the shack next to him: "Old Huang, don't be stubborn. Send your grandson to his grandmother's house. You won't treat Mingming badly there. With his mother's subsidy, Mingming will not live a bad life at his grandmother's house."

When Teacher Huang heard this, he coughed even harder. Tears rolled out from his eyes and his face became even more depressed.

"Teacher." Yin Dong shouted, his eyes also felt a little hot.

He quickly stepped forward, handed the juice bottle that Xiaobao had in his hand to Teacher Huang's mouth, fed some juice to moisten his throat, and stopped Teacher Huang's cough.

"Are you... Yin Dong?" Teacher Huang was stunned for a moment, recognized Yin Donglai, and his eyes widened.

"The teacher still recognizes me." Yin Dong said slightly, allowing Teacher Huang to reach out and stroke his face.

Xiaobao blinked his eyes and said in a slight voice: "It's true, rakes have meat."
Chapter completed!