Just when everyone was nervous that An Xiaocai was about to finish, they suddenly found that she blinked at the stands mischievously.

The dagger was pulled out from her sleeve, and the buffs that An Xiaocai had superimposed on her body took effect. She was like an arrow from the string, and suddenly rushed towards Zhuge Xing, who was not far from her.

Zhuge Xing, who had finally stopped to take a breath, did not expect that his words would fail. Seeing An Xiaocai rushing towards him, he was about to move when a black thunder suddenly broke out in his body, and he couldn't help but twitch.

Bang!

An Xiaocai stabbed into the core position of Zhuge Xing's mechanical exoskeleton, buffed and increased his strength, mobilized his mind to rush into it along the dagger, breaking the defense runes above, and destroying the internal structure to the greatest extent.

Hissing!

Sparks emerged from the mechanical exoskeleton, and Zhuge Xing fell to the ground with a soft body and could no longer stand up.

A satellite-like fireball appeared out of thin air, smashing towards An Xiaocai with Zhuge Xing's anger.

An Xiaocai stepped back quickly, combining Nian dynamic with the mental power of the Ice attribute to form a solid barrier in front of her.

Boom boom boom boom!

The fire splashed, the ice crystals shattered, An Xiaocai put away the dagger and looked at Zhuge Xing who was furious.

"You still have flaws now."

Zhuge Xing couldn't understand what An Xiaocai was saying, but seeing that she dared to stand in front of her without any defense, she knew that some of his things were indeed seen through by An Xiaocai.

#Abnormal foggy weather, animals die strangely #

#The number of sleeping patients surged, and they were scared to death during sleep. Is it a virus or something else? #The number of strange talk posts surged, and relevant departments ordered Qiandu to rectify #

#The legend of the female urban rift is getting worse and worse #

#Flower girl lifts a car with one hand to save the 70s old lady #

Cangwu Federation, Jiuancheng No. 7 Middle School.

In the first year of high school, grade director Wang Sufen clicked the news of holding the car with one hand and glanced at it, let go of the mouse and leaned on the chair to drink water.

"Teacher Ma, look at what the news is all day by day. It's either a strange incident or a virus spread. I finally have positive energy or a funny person like carrying a car with one hand. I really don't know what to say."

In the morning, the teachers all went to watch morning reading, and only she and physical education teacher Ma Jianguo were left in the office.

Ma Jianguo showed his head from the back of the computer, "Well, I'm watching it too. In recent years, especially this year, there are more and more strange things, and I feel like I want the end of the world."

"Teacher Ma, we are teachers who teach and educate people, and we dare not punish these feudal superstitions."

"It's not Teacher Wang. I was scared to death when I got home last night. Didn't my house live on the 18th floor? I finished drinking with my friend yesterday and got home to take the elevator at almost 12 o'clock. The elevator stopped one floor at a time, but every time I opened the door, it was pitch black outside, and there was no one, and the voice control light was not on. I didn't think much about it at first, but after I went home, I thought about it and hiss-"

"You must have drunk too much Teacher Ma, just your alcohol tolerance."

"No, no, no, I'm very awake, and just that sleeping disease, my family opposite was fine yesterday morning. When I came home last night, I met all the family unconscious and were carried away. It is said that they have been sentenced to death."

"This is a bit difficult to understand. Maybe it's really a virus..."

Knock knock knock knock knock.

The office door was knocked, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"Enter."

A thin and white hand slowly pushed open the office door, and the raging wind outside immediately poured in.

Boom!

Lightning and thunder, heavy rain poured down.

The girl in a shabby school uniform walked in with moisture all over her body and gently placed the kraft paper bag in her hand in front of Wang Sufen.

"Teacher, I'll report it."

Wang Sufen sat there and picked up the file bag, "Yuan Qingzhou? It's been a week since school started, so why did you come to report it?"

The girl didn't say anything, and Wang Sufen looked at the girl from bottom to top while dismantling the file bag.

Old sneakers soaked in water, glued on the sides of the shoes, a pair of socks that didn't match, and bristled pants only reach the ankles.

Her legs are slender and straight, tall and thin, and she is much taller than the average sixteen-year-old girl. She is so old that she is yellow and blue and white sportswear is loosely wrapped around her body, and her left hand is hung on her chest with a bandage.

Seeing this, Wang Sufen knew that this was a girl in a bad family. The report that she was late for a week must have something to do with her injured arm.

Looking at the face again, Wang Sufen was suddenly amazed.

This is a very beautiful girl, with her long black and shiny hair tied behind her head and tied her high ponytail, revealing her beautiful swan neck.

Under the messy bangs, a pair of almond eyes are extremely black and bright, with delicate and plump skin without any flaws, which is very refreshing and charming.

It was just that due to malnutrition, she was extremely white and stood there and rubbed the ground with her feet. Her whole body felt a sickly delicate feeling, which made people feel a desire to protect.

Wang Sufen couldn't help but soften his tone, "If you are injured, you can tell the school in advance. The school is not so inhumane. Now you are a week late, and it may be a bit difficult to report. I'll check your file first and then ask the principal, don't worry."

"Thank you, teacher."

Yuan Qingzhou said slowly in a tone without any emotion, and bent down and bowed, his whole body slowly and softly.

Wang Sufen took out the file and opened it, "Hmm? You have to enter the top three in Jiuan City. You are indeed a good boy who works hard."

Looking at the column of parents, Wang Sufen was stunned for a moment and felt a little more pity for Yuan Qingzhou.

Her father is no longer here. It is probably because she is in poor health when she sees her mother's address in the nursing home. The person she left was a doctor's phone number from the mental health center.

Turning another page, a mental appraisal report came into view.

"What is this? Did you accidentally put your mother's case in?"

"It's mine." Yuan Qingzhou replied faintly.

Wang Sufen was stunned and saw clearly that the name written on it was Yuan Qingzhou.

What does it mean? Why do children of such an older child still need to give a mental appraisal report to enter school?

Suspected emotional indifference?

Extracheal syndrome?

What does this mean?

Have a serious doomsday complex?

No violence!!!

Wait a minute, there is no need to write it out if there is no violence. It also adds underlines and three exclamation marks. Why does this feel like it emphasizes that she has a violent tendency?

The wind was blowing outside the house, making a sound of ghosts and howling, making people feel creepy for no reason.

"Teacher, do you believe in the end?"

Yuan Qingzhou looked at the heavy rain outside the window and suddenly asked in a daze.

Wang Sufen frowned and felt a little ache in her head.

"Maybe it's today." Yuan Qingzhou whispered to himself.

Wang Sufen's scalp numb, and she could hear a little excitement from Yuan Qingzhou's tone. She couldn't help but stare at Yuan Qingzhou's hanging left hand.

Aliphatic surgery, simply put it is Yuan Qing
Chapter completed!