Peng Jianhao was in the middle of the group of living corpses, those corpses suddenly lost their power, and they all fell down towards him, Peng Jianhao was stunned, and he was about to be buried by the corpse below!

"I'm damn it!" Peng Jianhao exclaimed in surprise, with the force under his feet, he rushed out of the middle of the pile of corpses, and his face suddenly turned a little pale......

"It's finally done!" Mo Yun watched the corpses all fall, knowing that the ghoul had been killed by them.

"Huh? Teacher Nangong, how did you become like this? Peng Jianhao was surprised when he saw Nangong Yingluo's appearance.

"It's ugly, isn't it?" Nangong Yingluo said lightly.

"No, it's beautiful!" Peng Jianhao shrugged his shoulders and smiled hehehe, "You look like this, it seems that some characters in the anime don't wear makeup when they go out to participate in cospaly!" ”

"Beautiful?" Nangong Yingluo seemed to be stunned by Peng Jianhao's evaluation, and said in disbelief.

"Nangong, beauty and ugliness do not lie in the outside but in the heart." Mo Yun could see that Nangong Yingluo seemed to be very concerned about her identity as a drought, otherwise she wouldn't be so annoying about her original appearance, and persuaded, "I don't know what you've experienced before, but what I see now is a good teacher who cares about students and others, so you don't have to care about anything, you know?" ”

Nangong Yingluo looked at Mo Yun, suddenly took a long breath, and then changed back to the original Nangong Yingluo's appearance, she glanced at Mo Yun deeply, and then said softly: "Thank you." ”

"Hehe, it's okay, if you want, can you tell me about your previous experience?" Mo Yun was very curious about what kind of experience could turn a murderous and cruel drought into an iceberg beauty in front of him.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow we'll go to the coffee shop and talk." Nangong Yingluo said, "Today, we still have to deal with the matter here." We have destroyed so many corpses here, and the school doesn't know how to explain it......"

"It's simple, I have someone who carries the black cauldron!" Mo Yun shrugged his shoulders, at this time, he didn't let the seven places carry the bag for him, when would he carry it?

However, although there are seven places to carry the black pot for them, the situation in front of them still needs to be dealt with, otherwise people from the school will see it tomorrow, and they won't be scared crazy? Maybe you think they're perverted murderers!

After another hour of hard work, all the scattered corpses were put together, and then Peng Jianhao used the pupil fire to burn all the corpses into ashes. Then he began to clean up the ground, and under the spells of Mo Yun and Nangong Yingluo, it took half an hour to clean up the ground.

The clothes on several people were already full of the smell of formalin, and in the end, Nangong Yingluo used her freezing ability to freeze and remove all the residues and smells on the clothes of several people, and then Peng Jianhao contributed his bottle of freshener to remove the smell of several people.

When I got back to the utility room, it was past four o'clock in the morning. And Mo Yun didn't care about the time, he directly called Yang Rui, and in the old man's scolding, he told him about the matter, and then hung up the phone.

Several other people who had slept in a coma all night woke up at about six o'clock in the morning, and as soon as they woke up, they nervously asked Mo Yun and Nangong Yingluo, who had not slept, if there was any situation last night.

The answer was naturally no situation, which disappointed everyone.

Later, the school never asked about the matter again, apparently Yang Rui had informed the school leaders early on, and the inexplicable disappearance of the fifty or sixty corpses passed in such a vague way, and since then, there has been no more disappearance of specimens.

Of course, that's all for later.

In the afternoon of this day, at Starbucks, the restaurant street, Mo Yun slowly pushed open the revolving door and walked in, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Nangong Yingluo sitting quietly by the window, looking out the window.

"How many gentlemen?" The waiter asked.

"Oh, my friend is there, no need to say hello." Mo Yun replied, and then walked towards Nangong Yingluo.

"Nangong, what are you looking at?" Mo Yun walked to the opposite side of Nangong Yingluo and sat down.

"You're late." Nangong Yingluo is still the voice of Gujing Bubo.

"Please, I'm here on time, didn't you say two o'clock in the afternoon? You're early, aren't you? Mo Yun smiled bitterly.

"Time is very precious, you have to cherish it, try to make the most of it, everything is sooner rather than later." Nangong Yingluo is like educating students, and she is serious about Mo Yundao.

"Hehe, this sentence may be true for others, but for you and me, time is just a number, looking at the rush of time in the world, I don't move, our kind of people are the most timeless, aren't they?" Mo Yun said with a smile.

"I know." Nangong Yingluo looked at Mo Yun, and then sighed, "I know it's true, but I always feel that my time is not enough......"

"Why?" Mo Yun was strange, it was the first time he had heard an existence with infinite life say that time was not enough!

Nangong Yingluo didn't speak, just waved her hand, called the waiter over, and ordered two cups of coffee. What she wants is clear coffee, pure, bitter to tears.

When the waiter came up with the coffee, Mo Yun took a sip lightly, and then asked: "Nangong, I think you also know that generally speaking, a drought like you is definitely murderous, even if it is like the goddess of heaven who has also become an immortal, she is extremely irritable." It's the first time I've seen someone like you. ”

"Hehe, is it murderous?" Nangong Yingluo showed a wry smile, "I almost became like this......"

"Can you tell me?" Mo Yun looked at her, he could see that Nangong Yingluo definitely had great pain in his heart, and he was too curious about how a zombie could control his bloodthirsty nature.

"You have a lot of knowledge, and you seem to have seen some droughts, look, is there any difference between me and them?" Nangong Yingluo didn't answer, just asked.

"Your strength," Mo Yun didn't hesitate, "Your strength is too different from the legendary Drought Fish!" ”

Mo Yun actually found out yesterday. Generally speaking, even if it is a newly formed drought fish, its strength is about the same as that of a cultivator in the late stage of the tribulation, but if the drought fish survives the heavenly tribulation, the years are long, and the strength can even be compared to the average Da Luo Jin Xian! But yesterday, looking at Nangong Yingluo's strength, there are the most, and it is between Jindan and Yuanying! That's a 108,000-mile difference!

"That's right, my strength is not worthy of the title of Drought Fish at all, but I am indeed a Drought Fish." Nangong Yingluo took a sip of coffee and said indifferently, "That's why I was able to abandon that murderous nature." ”

Mo Yun was stunned for a moment.