028 The dregs of the Fierce Ghost Academy (ask for collection)

Song Ning was not in a bad mood by these critical voices, on the contrary, she quietly picked up a bowl of fragrant tea and drank it all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Because it was an oolong, I just drank a little wine, and I was in a coma for more than half a month, who made people think that they were dead.

And then what happened was very bloody, it was put into a coffin by those guys, and your sister was going to marry herself to a dead man!

But the taste of sleep is still quite refreshing, but the thought of being packed with that kind of thing makes me a little unlucky. Until now, some people in Nanxiang still call themselves 'coffin female nerves' and 'saints who came out of the red coffin' Yunyun.

"Could it be that the teacher invited us just to have tea?" Lu Ming, who couldn't sit still, gradually felt impatient and asked.

Shi Enya asked him with a cold eye, "Isn't that good?" ā€

Bob's eyes didn't rest, and as soon as he came, he fixed his eyes on a portrait on the wall.

"Wanted?" The Bobu elementary school student, whose eyes were really wide enough, was stunned, and although the one-eyed guy on it looked fierce and had a long enough scar on his face, the bounty that seemed to be issued below was tempting enough.

And on the other side of the wanted warrant, there is instant information about several people who have received the mission.

"Wang Liumao, pawn." After that, no less than twenty people were dead, and there were no more, anyway, the task is still not over.

Shi Enya withdrew her dim eyes, pouted and said, "Look, that enemy of the Ayun Inn has been plastered on the wall for six years. ā€

Lu Ming also paced, looked at it for a while and said in surprise: "It's so powerful, Ayun Inn can't defeat it?" ā€

"Why don't you try it?"

"I think I can kill him." A firm voice spat out of Bob's mouth, and the innkeepers laughed.

"I really don't know the height of the sky, and I don't look at who it is, that is the king of the Demon Mountain!"

"Hey! Boy, do you know what you're talking about! ā€

Bobu was not hit, on the contrary, the resistance in his heart became more and more intense, a pair of blue eyes shot out of a calm faith, clenched his fists and shouted: "Don't underestimate people, although I am very weak now, people will always grow, right?" ā€

A middle-aged man who shook his head jokingly said: "A guy like this will still be put in a coffin in the end." ā€

Upstairs walked down a twenty-eight-year-old girl, wearing a slightly simple plain white robe, that is, the waist of the filament draped scattered in the corridor between the corridors, a few strands of hair flying in front, no decoration on the head, just a sky blue ribbon, lightly tugging a strand of hair.

"Miss Ye Chan, it's early."

Ye Chan gently saluted Shi Enyafu, and couldn't help but look at Song Ning's body.

"This is Miss Song, I'm really sorry." Ye Chan, who couldn't help sobbing, was about to kneel down for her.

Song Ning is still confused, what is the situation?

The gentle face of this elegantly pigmented woman is also extremely beautiful, but the face without powder is because of sadness, and it looks a little thin.

"Let's go, you all come with me." With Shi Enya's hand raised, several people also followed her to a door behind the inn.

It seems that the saltless classmate who blew up the girl made a clever move, "Wow, so many treasures!" ā€

This is a 100-meter-long golden corridor with red carpets and golden walls.

On the narrow corridor, Lu Ming saw a lot of strange small objects attached to the wall, and an old woman with a horse's face guarded the stall, and the list of things here made people feel like they had come to the museum.

Seeing that her hands were not honest again, Shi Enya chuckled and admonished, "Just look, don't move." ā€

"These are all things that should have flowed out of the Ayun Inn before."

"Why are you so smart?"

Seeing that several people were beaming, Qi Nuannuan, who had been with a stuffy face, said: "Teacher, without buns, I'm not happy." ā€

"Buns will be there soon."

After walking through the back carpet, the back patio opens to everyone.

However, the scene inside was completely unexpected by everyone, the courtyard filled with wind was open to four doors and two open, and the white white hunting sound was made, but where did the wind come from.

There is also a little ghost who saw Shi Enya and others come to run away with their tails between their legs, a black-faced and white-clawed Ah Piao was brushing his teeth, and he was also overturned from the horizontal bar by the accomplices who fled in surprise.

Gu Maoning was leaning on the big pillar and cutting her toenails, her pair of small jade feet were snow-white and pink, so that the dark demon next to her couldn't help but drool when she saw it.

"I can only lick my toes! You guys who only deserve to drink footwater, put away those filthy thoughts! ā€

This guy is the one who killed Dumb! When Lu Ming was angry, a behemoth suddenly fell in the originally bright courtyard.

Syllable!

Something hit the ground, and several people were shocked to retreat again and again.

"Teacher Enya, what kind of place did you bring us to?" Wuyan's face became gloomy, and his buckteeth were shivering.

The wind blew in, and everyone's backs were cold.

"Have you ever heard of the Fierce Ghost Academy, all the unqualified scum in it have been twisted here."

"Despicable human beings, all little garbage." After saying this, Gu Maoning ran away, as if he had reported to his superiors.

"Ghost Academy?" Wuyan still heard of this, because she ran to Nanxiang because Hearst Academy was relatively far away, and the Fierce Ghost Academy and Hearst Academy are quite different from the High School Affiliated to the National People's Congress and Peking University.

The coffin was dark at first, but then a strange wind blew and painted it with blue paint.

Song Ning guessed something, and she was also a little sure of Ye Chan's identity.

"If you can find the Cangqing Ruby, I'm sure your Ice Swirl will be fine."

Ye Chan said in a low voice: "But how can the ruby be so easy?" ā€

It's not the first time that Lu Ming has heard the words of Cangqing gems, sapphires can solve curse contracts, red, yellow, blue, green, blue, blue, purple, each has its own unique effect.

"Luming, there's no time, take out your ruby."

"Ruby, what ruby?" It's not that Lu Ming is pretending to be stupid, it's that he really doesn't know what Shi Enya is talking about.

Shi Enya glared at him very displeased and said, "It's a big bead that someone gave you before, it seems to be called a yo-yo!" ā€

Ye Chan was surprised inexplicably, did he really have a Cangqing ruby?

Yoyos? Isn't that the Bugu yo-yo that Dumb gave him?

An eerie voice rose in the room, and the tall stiff-headed man with a silver bouquet walked out with a black umbrella. Behind him was Gu Maoning, who was holding a cornucopia with a look of displeasure.

"A hundred ghosts nourish their souls, and idlers retreat!"

"Humph! Hum! See the scrap fork again! But I like it! Pang Guang's mouth let out an evil laugh, "You guys! These waste forks! Seeing this king and not knowing how to kneel, it's really unreasonable! ā€

"But! It doesn't matter anymore! When the time comes, I will make you my people! Pang Guang glanced at the big gold watch on his wrist, then lifted his sunglasses and looked up at the miserable sky.

"The good day has arrived, and the hundred ghosts are fighting for it, and they are on the road!"

Zhao Zilong, who was holding the wooden box, walked out again. He was followed by four stiff bodies, one of whom had a plaster cast on his wrist, but it didn't look like a big problem.

After such a shout, a leisurely eight-lift sedan chair appeared in this small mansion.

For a while, the team of yin ghosts appeared again.

The blue coffin was lifted up and continued into the eight-carried sedan chair.

A low ode to joy played, and the country band played it, not even in the eyes of the people they had just seen.

Ye Chan's heart sank, looking at Lu Ming, who was indifferent at all, and she couldn't go up and beg others.

This is probably more mourning than death.