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Just as Tang Zheng had just lying on the rock in the middle of the river, Li Xiaoren also arrived.

In fact, shortly after Tang Zheng fell into the water, he chased Tang Zheng along the cliff, trying to rescue Tang Zheng ashore before he was washed down by the turbulent flow. However, huge rocks continued to fall on the cliff, which caused great obstacles to Li Xiaoren.

After a while of delay, Tang Zheng was already gone. Li Xiaoren almost carried the huge rock and chased after him regardless of the situation. Finally, in front of the waterfall, he saw Tang Zheng's last self-rescue leap.

Seeing that Tang Zheng was temporarily out of danger, Li Xiaoren stopped running on the shore, but instead took a breath, used the star power, and walked into the tributary of Nujiang River step by step.

The turbulent current that could have shaken Tang Zheng to death could not shake him at all under Li Xiaoren's feet.

I don’t know how he did it, but in short, he stood step by step in the torrent, neither hurry nor slow, but firmly and very firmly walked towards Jiangxinshi where Tang Zheng was.

"Is this the difference between two and four stars?" Tang Zheng looked at Li Xiaoren like a rock standing in the torrent, completely conquering this torrent that was fatal to him. He shook his head and smiled. Soon, he just raised his head a little and lay down again - he was so tired that he couldn't even get up.

Li Xiaoren walked to Tang Zheng without saying a word. He observed his injuries, pulled Tang Zheng's dagger out of the Jiangxin stone, and then picked him up with one hand. He threw it on his shoulders that looked not wide, and just carried Tang Zheng step by step back to the shore.

"Hey, instructor. You won't be ready... carry me back to the academy like this, right?" Tang Zheng looked down, and saw Li Xiaoren coming ashore without any intention of stopping. He continued to move towards the academy and asked speechlessly.

"Do you want to climb back by yourself?" Li Xiaoren said coldly.

"Climbing back is better than being carried back like this now. No matter how you look at it, it's a strong style of going out to hunt and returning home with a full load, and I'm the prey that resists on my shoulders!" Tang Zheng replied weakly.

As soon as Tang Zheng finished speaking, Li Xiaoren actually put him on the ground.

"Damn, you didn't even refuse, just let me go. I'm still a wounded person. I'm a little humanitarian. Is it good... Oh hey!" Tang Zheng couldn't help but scream, but accidentally pulled his wound again, screaming in pain.

This time, Li Xiaoren ignored him completely and walked towards the school without looking back.

Tang Zheng had to limp and follow him, muttering as he walked: "Are you tired? Think about the hero Dong Cunrui, whether you are suffering, think about the Long March 25,000..."

He was whining all the way, and finally relied on the spiritual support of his revolutionary ancestors. Although he walked slowly, he could still keep up with Li Xiaoren's footsteps and walked back to the school staggeringly.

After returning to the school, Li Xiaoren did not leave directly as usual this time, but kept seeing Tang Zheng swaying into his dormitory and left with a cold face.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you? Why did you get hurt like this? I was stepped on by a five-star mammoth demon elephant when I passed by or what's wrong?" Tang Xiaotang was shocked when she saw Tang Zheng practicing martial arts, and she actually became terrible again. She looked even worse than being beaten by the instructor last time. Fortunately, she looked closely and found that Tang Zheng was just a little listless and should not be in great danger. She couldn't help but ask.

Tang Zheng waved his hands at Xiaotang and the others weakly, indicating that he had no strength to explain. Under Xiaotang and his friends' attention, he walked back to his room without even taking off his shoes. He lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Within a few minutes, Tang Zheng's long breathing sounded in the room. In addition to occasionally coughing twice due to lung injuries, Tang Zheng slept very, very deeply.

In his dream, he saw a vicious monster with three heads and six arms throwing all kinds of strange things at him on the cliff.

Rotten eggs, rotten tomatoes, rotten instant noodles...

That scene was simply terrible!

"No! Is it okay to throw something delicious?" Tang Zheng shouted, and suddenly sat up from the bed in fear, but it also affected the injury on his shoulder, and his face turned pale because of the pain.

"Tang Zheng, are you okay?" Ouyang Luoluo's somewhat anxious voice suddenly rang in Tang Zheng's ears.

Tang Zheng rubbed his sleepy eyes with one hand, looked up and found that at some point his room was already full of people.

Deacon Leng Buchen, First Deacon Ouyang Luoluo, and Chief Instructor Li Xiaoren, except for the long-term appearance of the dragon and the extremely misty mountain leader Leng Changling, several top management personnel of Yisou Academy stood in front of Tang Zheng's bed with different expressions.

"Uh, I'm fine! Deacon, Deacon Ouyang, Instructor Li, why have you all come to my room?" Tang Zheng probably guessed the purpose of the few people, but he still didn't knock on the door when they entered the room. He also watched his sleeping behavior and secretly complained.

"Your injuries, Bai Zhi, a resident doctor in the school, have just seen you. In addition to the cracks in the bones on your shoulders, there are also some internal injuries in your lungs. The pill has been prescribed and placed next to your bed. Take it on time and stay for about a week. It should be fine." Leng Buchen pointed to a middle-aged man next to him who looked quite fairy-like and scented, and introduced two sentences, then instructed with a kind expression.

When Tang Zheng heard that he had to rest for two weeks, he was depressed: "Damn, I still have the challenge of the Cold War the day after tomorrow. I am not a person who is untrustworthy, and there are more than 10,000 contributions from the academy that are waving to me!"

When Ouyang Luoluo heard Tang Zheng’s complaint, he angrily said, “Don’t say that you are sure to win? You are so injured. You are going to meet the challenge. You are obviously going to send the academy to contribute! You are well recuperating. We will help you postpone the injury and heal you!”

Tang Zheng smiled and touched his nose, but did not answer, but suddenly asked: "Have the insider found out? Which instructor wants to kill me?"

Ouyang Luoluo subconsciously continued: "I haven't found out yet, but I've been thoroughly investigated... Hey, Tang Zheng, you dare to mess with me?"

When Ouyang Luoluo reacted, Tang Zheng pretended to be confused: "Ah, what are you talking about... Do you know the motive for someone to kill me?"

Hearing Tang Zheng’s question, Li Xiaoren glanced at Leng Buchen, the latter nodded, and Li Xiaoren said coldly: “Because of your identity, it has been leaked!”

Li Xiaoren said something a little inexplicably: "Identity? What is the identity?"

Fortunately, he did not blurt out, "What identity can I have as a time traveler? Are you teasing me!"
Chapter completed!