On Monday, due to the absence of navigation, there was a lot of traffic congestion in Jiu'an City. It took Yuan Qingzhou half an hour to get from home to school for ten minutes, and he was almost late.

When I arrived at the classroom, many students had not arrived yet, so they should have been blocked on the road.

An Xiaocai was driven to sit next to Jia Bu, holding her dark circles, and kept sneezing and snotting. Yuan Qingzhou was already sitting straight in the front row and quietly began to write the exercise book.

"Ah Yeh, Ah Yeh!"

"Did you catch a cold?" Jia Bu handed An Xiaocai tissue with concern.

An Xiaocai's nose was red, and she muttered her nose "Yeah" and looked at the front row Yuan Qingzhou with a very sad expression.

The boss was really ruthless and said that she would not let her go if she didn't let her go. She was so unpromising that she didn't dare to leave or even knock on the door. She was afraid that the boss would be even more unhappy, so she had to silently accept the punishment and dealt with him at the boss's door for one night.

As a result, the broken skin figurine was obviously a Western-style product, but it could catch a cold so realistically, which made An Xiaocai dizzy and burst into tears.

"I also said it was emotional indifference, so angry." An Xiaocai murmured in a low voice.

"Suspected." Yuan Qingzhou's low voice came from the front row.

An Xiaocai shook his eyes and quickly called him, "You're so angry. If you can still be angry, it means your symptoms are getting better. This is a very good phenomenon."

Feeling Jia Bu's contemptuous gaze, An Xiaocai grabbed the paper she wiped her nose on the table and threw it over.

"What do you think? Have you finished your weekend homework? Did the teacher ask memorize the text you recite? How many words do you remember to dictate in the morning reading?"

Jia Bu covered his chest, his thick eyebrows were in the shape of a horoscope, "Shoucai, I'm still a buddy if I don't mention homework."

An Xiaocai glanced at Jia Bu, took out his homework book from his desk pocket and threw it over, "Come quickly, remember the wrong number and don't be right, you have to know your own level."

Jia Buzhan smiled, "Xiaocai, you are such an angel."

The morning reading bell rang, and the students in the classroom returned to their respective positions, one by one, as wilted as eggplant caused by frost.

Now, only Yuan Qingzhou and Jia Bu have entered the second level of the martial arts class. The others are still suffering in the qi and blood refining stage. Yesterday, they were even dragged to climb the mountain with loads and trained in the wilderness for a whole day.

Yuan Qingzhou and Jia Bu both practiced martial arts since childhood, and their foundation was consolidated, so they had to work harder to catch up.

The 19 students who came in from Fudao class were also lying on the table without any energy.

Recently, Fu Dao Class has been practicing mental power to control feathers. This is the threshold of mental power from 20 to 30. An Xiaocai has passed this level, so she did not train with them.

The teacher hasn't come yet, and no one has read early, so they are basically sleeping on the table.

In the past, they thought it was a torment to attend classes, but now they feel that sitting in the classroom listening to classes is the happiest moment.

"Xiaocai, you said that there are unscientific things like Yanling in this world. Why are we still studying physics and chemistry?" Jia Bu asked while copying his homework.

An Xiaocai was secretly pulling Yuan Qingzhou's hair and ignored Jia Bu.

"Will we still ask it when we encounter strange things in the future, do you know how much my fist will do to you? When we meet Yan Ling, we should also analyze whether its body composition is a colored gas element or a colorless gas compound?"

"Puff~" An Xiaocai was amused by Jia Bu, "You go ask the teacher."

Jia Bu shook his head, "I dare not. I just don't understand anyway. Could it be that when I see Yan Ling, I can still say how_are_you? It's better to shout "Eat dad's punch," it's so good."

The front row Yuan Qingzhou's pencil tip broke suddenly and frowned and said, "Jia Bu, close your mouth."

"Hahaha," An Xiaocai smiled, "Jia Bu, you are so awesome that you can't stand Yuan Qingzhou hahaha."

At this time, the front door of the classroom was pushed open, and a girl with her hair loose and her head down shakingly walked in, carrying a gasoline barrel in her hand.

A stinking smell suddenly spread.

"What's the smell? It smells so smelly!"

Dong!

She put the gasoline barrel on the podium and suddenly raised her head.

"Jiang Ludan!" An Xiaocai stood up and turned over the chair, looking nervous.

The loud noise made the people who were not asleep in the classroom sit up and look at the podium.

Jiang Ludan had a ferocious face and a crazy smile in her eyes. There was a child's head size on her neck, a disgusting and terrifying swollen bag, as if there were many living creatures squirming inside.

She grabbed the swollen bag with force, tearing the almost transparent skin, and small insects spitting black water fell out of it, squirming on the podium, gurgling ~

The back of her hands and all exposed skin were scratched and ragged, with blood and scabs mixed together, and small insects squeezed out from time to time, making people's scalp numb.

When the students near the podium saw this, they all panicked and retreated in panic and avoided Jiang Ludan.

Although they have not really come into contact with weird and nightmare spirits, after a month of devil training, their psychological quality has improved a lot, and at least they do not scream in panic.

"Yuan Qingzhou, you haven't seen each other for more than a month, you are still so glamorous."

Jiang Ludan smiled grimly and stared at Yuan Qingzhou.

Yuan Qingzhou stood up slowly. He hadn't seen Jiang Ludan for a while. He thought she was still trapped in the dream, but he didn't expect she had woken up.

But how could she become like this twisted and mutated now?

"Go and call the teacher."

The classmate who was close to the back door rushed out and called the teacher. Jiang Ludan took a look but did not stop him.

"What do you want to do?" Yuan Qingzhou asked in a voice without any emotion.

"Hahaha, hahahaha, hahaha," Jiang Ludan smiled wildly, unscrewed the lid of the gasoline barrel, suddenly poured it on her head, and then took out the lighter.

"What am I going to do? I want everyone to watch, how did you force me to death, let everyone know that you, Yuan Qingzhou, are a stinky cousin with different opinions!"

"Jiang Ludan, shut up!" An Xiaocai cursed angrily and immediately rushed over to deal with her.

"Stop!" Jiang Ludan stared at An Xiaocai with a disgust, "And you, Yuan Qingzhou's dog! Yuan Qingzhou, you pretended to be indifferent on the surface. You were asking your dog to bite me behind your back and torture me with a nightmare, but you made me become the current appearance of being neither human nor ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, An Xiaocai immediately looked at Yuan Qingzhou in a panic, "Yuan Qingzhou, listen to my explanation..."

"I'll talk about it later." Yuan Qingzhou did not complain at all, his tone was as calm as his eyes.

No matter what An Xiaocai did to Jiang Ludan, it would be unwise to argue with An Xiaocai now.

"Jiang Ludan," Yuan Qingzhou said softly, "If you want to die, please stay away, don't dirty the classroom."

After saying that, Yuan Qingzhou ignored her and turned around and left the classroom through the back door.

When she passed by An Xiaocai, she hit her arm. As soon as An Xiaocai touched the eyes of Yuan Qingzhou, she immediately understood what Yuan Qingzhou meant.

"Stop, stop Yuan Qingzhou for me, stop!"

Yuan Qingzhou's complete neglect of Jiang Ludan made her scream hysterically. Her hands were shaking violently with her lighter, and the swollen bags on her neck were constantly splashing out black liquid, corroding the table and the ground.

But her scream had no effect on Yuan Qingzhou. Seeing this, two lines of black tears left on Jiang Ludan's face.

"Okay, you forced me to do this. Your dad killed my dad. Today you forced me to do it again. When I die, I will become a stranger. I will definitely destroy your family and taste my pain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Jiang Ludan's eyes and let go of the lighter lit in his hand.

"ah--"

Finally, someone couldn't help but scream.

The lighter was spinning in the air and falling toward the gasoline-filled ground. Jiang Ludan raised a hideous smile on her face because she saw Yuan Qingzhou, who was disdainful of her, turned around.

However, she did not notice that a small, blushing paper man was approaching quickly on the ground. He rushed up the lighter as soon as the lighter was about to hit the ground and held the lighter in his arms.

At the same time, the front door of the classroom was split open by a icy silver light.

In everyone's shocked eyes, the silver light was like an arrow from the string, sweeping across Jiang Ludan's body with the chill that could freeze the air.

Jiang Ludan's eyes widened wide, and he looked down at his waist and abdomen stiffly. The coldness spread rapidly over the frost. Her upper body slid down obliquely, and no drop of blood had flowed out and was frozen.

Jiang Ludan was split in half and died with her eyes closed. The classmates in the classroom were shocked and lost their voices. The little paper man moved his body away from the lighter and was burned. Yuan Qingzhou looked at the buzz-headed woman who appeared at the door of the classroom without a moment.

The woman with a buzz head looks less than thirty years old, with tight white T-suspensions, clean and neat combat boots, and a short knife is inserted behind her waist.

The melon-shaped face was cold and flawless, cool and evil, and the cold sword in his hand made his hair stand up.

Her cold eyes swept across the students in the classroom, put their knife back into the sheath, and said in a cold and unpopular voice.

"Is this kind of distorted species of mental collapse not killed, so keep it for eating?"
Chapter completed!