As soon as Fan Wujiang stood up, he felt an inexplicable force erupt in his body, as if it was about to tear his whole person apart from the inside.

Before he could say a word of apology, he let out a low roar of pain, fell to the ground, and fainted.

Everyone was stunned, Teng Taishan screamed and pounced on Fan Wujiang to pick up Fan Wujiang, probed his nose, and in an instant, his old face turned pale.

Luo Yi and Qian Duoduo were closest to Fan Wujiang, and they immediately reacted and quickly leaned over.

For a while, a low shout and exclamation sounded in the Black School Pavilion.

Everyone hurriedly lifted Fan Wujiang to the desk and laid it flat, Qian Duoduo was so anxious that he said angrily to Si Liren: "Look at how scared you are!"

Teng Taishan trembled his hands, pressed on Fan Wujiang's chest, trembled his lips and muttered: "Xiao Jiang, don't scare grandpa, Xiao Jiang..."

Although the sons of the family are sophisticated, they are only young people in their teens and twenties, and where have they really seen someone die in front of them, they all panicked all of a sudden.

Luo Yi hurriedly raised the old man's hand and gave Fan Wujiang cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Qian Duoduo was entangled for a second, and was just about to get started, but he didn't expect Si Liren to pinch Fan Wujiang's nose faster than him, and started artificial respiration.

Bai Lu, Chen Yipin and the others were all panicked at this time, where could they care about thinking about anything else.

'It's hot!'

Hazy, Fan Wujiang felt a scorching air flow enter his body.

Then, he felt himself floating.

He saw everyone around the desk, scrambling to do something, and then he saw himself lying flat on the table.

He was a little stunned, but he wasn't panicked, as if this was normal.

He watched everything silently, muttering to himself.

'Am I dead?'

'No, it was fine, wasn't it?'

'Master, eighteen, Brother Qian... Can't you see me?oh, it looks like I'm really dead!!!'

Fan Wujiang looked down at the panicked people, and soon noticed something unusual. In most myths and legends, people have souls when they die, but he doesn't see the imaginary translucent souls.

He was like a mass of consciousness, or thoughts. There is no specific form, just the ability to perceive everything that is happening around you.

Suddenly, he saw, or rather sensed, that orange-red particles were wafting from Si Liren's body, which were sinking into his desk and his body.

It's a very strange feeling. He was like a bystander, hovering above him, watching what was happening in front of him.

As the fiery red particles submerged into his body, he felt the burning sensation rise a few more points.

He was obviously not in his body, but he sensed that there were countless small dots all over his body, as if they had been pricked by a needle that had been burned by fire, which was very stinging and extremely smooth.

Immediately after, he heard Si Liren's inner voice: Fan Wujiang, you wake me up, wake up quickly!

Qian Duoduo grabbed one of Fan Wujiang's hands, and his face turned red in a hurry.

He saw that the countless light blue particles on Qian Duoduo's body had submerged into his body through the hands he was holding.

What follows is a refreshing sensation of coolness. It's like pouring a basin of cold water after a summer exposure, and it's cool.

At this time, two minutes had passed since Fan Wujiang suddenly fainted and stopped breathing.

Teng Taishan was in tears in a panic, Pei Liusha rolled up his sleeves and hurriedly comforted: "Teng Ye, don't worry. Eighteen, for me!"

Luo Yi was also very nervous in his heart, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, he quickly stepped aside, and Pei Liusha took over.

The tiny particles of light yellow and light brown surged into Fan Wujiang's body as Pei Liusha touched his chest.

He heard the voices in Qian Duoduo and Pei Liusha's hearts.

"How can the old man be scared to death?Xiao Fan, wake up quickly, wake up quickly..."

'DJI, you can't die, you can't die. Wake up, wake up, wake up!'

'It's so heavy!' Fan Wujiang felt that he was sinking little by little, and he felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier.

But this sense of weight was quickly dissolved by an invisible force.

Decomposition, that was the most apt word he could think of.

He sensed the tiny particles melt after being dismantled even smaller by an unknown force in his body.

He sensed the power in his body, as if it was devouring something, little by little, eating away at the heat, coolness, and weight.

Even if Fan Wujiang was sent from the Black Academy Pavilion to the outside of the academy at the fastest speed, it would take five minutes. Even if an ambulance is called, with the current traffic congestion, I am afraid that people will not be able to reach the hospital before they arrive.

Teng Taishan turned his heart sideways, recited the spell lightly, and prepared to open the space secret talisman.

Fan Wujiang, who was already looking like a dead man on the table, suddenly inhaled sharply. Si Liren was still doing artificial respiration for him, and was startled by his inhalation, and instinctively tore his hand away and took a step back.

"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang..." Teng Taishan was halfway through the mantra when he saw Fan Wujiang open his eyes.

The old man pounced without saying a word, tears and snot slugging his face.

"Ahem......"

Suddenly regaining his breath, Fan Wujiang choked and coughed violently.

His mind was clear, but still at a loss, he had no idea what was going on. This feeling is like having a dream that seems to be true.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Qian Duoduo's reddened little chubby face trembled, and he rarely gave Fan Wujiang a gentle back, and muttered: "It's okay, it's okay!"

Luo Yi let out a sigh, wrinkled his brows and said uneasily: "I stopped breathing for three and a half minutes, go to the hospital for a checkup." Old money, you go to drive..."

Before Luo Yi finished speaking, Fan Wujiang came to his senses and waved his hand, "No need, it's okay." It's just choking violently. ”

Everyone was a little uneasy, and they insisted that he go to the hospital for a check-up and a film.

Fan Wujiang looked at Mao Lan'er with tears on her face, and said as she got off the table: "I'm crying like a little flower cat, isn't it okay for me?" ”

Mao Lan'er kept biting her lip and didn't dare to make a sound, but as soon as she relaxed, she let go and cried.

She was really frightened just now, whimpering, "Brother Fan, you scared Lan'er to death, woo..."

Fan Wujiang has no experience in coaxing little girls, and he doesn't know what to say.

It was Lao Pei, who patted Mao Lan'er's shoulder like a big brother, "Don't cry, how can our little basket cry nose?"

"Woo... Lan'er is afraid, woo... Brother Lan'er is like this, and he suddenly fell and was gone, Lan'er didn't want Brother Fan to be gone, woo..."

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they all understood very well. Fan Wujiang was stunned for a moment, and there was a faint throbbing pain in his heart.

Bai Lu gently took Mao Lan'er in the crook of her arm and coaxed her extremely gently.

Everyone's attention was focused on Mao Lan'er, Qian Duoduo patted her head and said, "Don't cry, there are so many of our brothers in the small basket, if you have something to talk about in the future, Brother Qian will cover you." ”

"Brother Qian, why are you not ashamed to speak? The strength of the little basket is much stronger than yours, do you want to recognize a sister to cover you? Chen Yipin teased.

"You dead boy, look for a beating. ”

A group of people were crying and laughing, and the previously suppressed, nervous and panicked emotions were instantly eased a lot.

Regarding the out-of-body experience just now, Fan Wujiang didn't say a word.