Director Shi was stunned, how could there be such parents in this world......

The director looked at the phone number in the parents' address book unbelieving and confirmed that he had made a mistake, but the call he had just made felt like he had made a fake call to her father! It has always been rumored in the school that Wang Ling's classmates are in a difficult situation and have a very cold personality, but now Director Shi thinks that this is inseparable from family education.

Wang Ling's family background is a bit miserable!

With such a mood, Director Shi, the director of teaching, had a feeling of motherhood overflowing at this moment, and she suddenly felt that she usually cared a little too little about Wang Ling's classmates, although this child was in the elite class, his academic performance would definitely not be bad...... But the psychological factors must also be taken seriously, and the school style of the 60th Middle School advocates two points: educating people and teaching!

The importance of educating people is still ahead of teaching!

It is not right for teachers to blindly pursue grades, and it is equally important for students to educate their souls, which Principal Chen has emphasized many times in the past at faculty meetings.

Now Director Shi is on the phone, her mind is full of regret, she doesn't know if Wang Ling is still alive...... However, Director Shi and the other teachers in the 60th Middle School were all in the same heavy mood at the moment.

On the other side, in the office of the General Administration of Hundred Schools, not long after the old secretary's commendation phone call, the bad news about Wang Ling came again.

This time, it was President Chen who personally called Zhuo Yi.

There was an accident in the student office, and as the principal, Principal Chen could not escape the blame.

On the phone, Principal Chen's voice was very sad, but Zhuo Yi still didn't know which student was arrested: "Zhuo Yi's classmate ......" This is Principal Chen's habitual name for this old graduate.

"I already know the thing, Headmaster ......" Zhuo Yi's tone was also very low.

No one expected that when the elite group of returnees who organized the attack plan of the Demon Hunting Society were collectively killed, that Bai Gui would launch another offensive and kidnap a student.

"I'm ready to resign."

Principal Chen sighed deeply: "If this student suffers misfortune because of this wrong decision, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life......"

"Headmaster......

Zhuo Yi was moved: "The principal is calm down first, why don't we think of a way together?" Maybe that classmate hasn't had an accident yet......"

"That's just a student in the foundation building period, and his body can't bear it at all when he is directly involved in the spatial rift like this." Principal Chen was very excited.

Zhuo Yi: "Can you ask Principal Chen, which student is it?" ”

"You've seen that student too."

Principal Chen replied: "It's Wang Ling, who is in the third class of the first year of high school. ”

“……”

Zhuo Yi exclaimed in his heart: Mom! Master has been captured by a monster!

……

Half an hour before the incident, Wang Ling had already noticed the strangeness at the school gate, and now it was the stage of dismissal, and the end time of the first year of high school was the earliest, usually after school, the students would stay in the class to discuss the content of the homework for a while before leaving, the reason why Wang Ling left particularly early was because he felt the murder at the school gate.

He used Wang Tong to see that there was a very hidden space trapped, and as long as the students walked out of the school gate, they would be sucked into the space.

Sure enough, the obsessive man still came......

Wang Ling sighed inwardly.

There are always some people in this world who can't understand people's words, and Wang Ling feels that he has done his best.

At the moment when he was absorbed into the space, Wang Ling's expression was expressionless, the space tear did not have any effect on his body, and the moment he was sucked into the space, Wang Ling had already cast a spell to eliminate the space trap, directly blocking the crack, and only letting himself be swallowed up alone.

After landing, Wang Ling carefully looked around.

This is a completely independent space, and according to Wang Ling's preliminary judgment, this should be the internal space of a magic weapon.

The whole space is a snow-white world, and there seems to be no end in sight,

The White Guild used magic weapons combined with his own spells to separate this space.

Wang Ling patted the debris on the school uniform, which was the spatial debris left behind after he fell into the spatial crack. These debris are floating debris that was swept into other dimensions when the spatial rift was formed, and eventually these floats were broken down into particles and debris that were very dirty.

Wang Ling was a little displeased, this thing is hard to wash...... My school uniform was dirty, and I didn't know if I could wash it with a lighted laundry detergent.

While Wang Ling was thinking, there was a slight distortion in the space in front of him, and a young man with a black umbrella and a face as pale as a dead man walked out of the space.

This person is none other than President White.

President Bai's aura was no longer the same as what Wang Ling had felt before.

"The grievances between us should be settled today." Chairman Bai let go of his hand, and the small black umbrella in his hand floated behind him, revealing a whole face.

At this time, Wang Ling saw a deep black spot on President Bai's eyebrows.

It is proof of the dedication of the soul to make the transaction.

As the Heavenly Dao said, everything in the world is in equilibrium, and the equivalent exchange is always the unchanging iron rule, and if you want to improve your original strength at the original level of President Bai, you can only rely on this way of taking a "shortcut" to "become stronger" by selling your soul and sacrificing your longevity.

Chairman Bai stared at Wang Ling, and for himself to become stronger, Chairman Bai felt full of confidence: "I have thoroughly investigated your strength, you are a true immortal, right?" ”

Wang Ling: "......"

"Your Excellency has organized my Demon Hunting Club three times and twice, and my Demon Hunting Club will not make Your Excellency feel good." Chairman Bai's voice was low, his eyes were fixed on Wang Ling, and he gritted his teeth: "In order to deal with Your Excellency, I did not hesitate to spend thousands of years of life in exchange for this opportunity to improve......

Wang Ling raised his eyebrows, he had indeed heard Mr. Lu mention some information about President Bai before, this President Bai originally had an extremely powerful recovery ability, and his self-healing power was even more terrifying than that of Elder Yaren. It belongs to the kind of instantaneous self-healing, and maybe while still being beaten, it has already recovered.

Now that Chairman Bai has been strengthened as a whole, Wang Ling feels that his self-healing ability should be stronger than before.

Before dealing with the master of the Immortal Mansion, Wang Ling remembered that he had used a slap.

Dealing with the evil sword god, two slaps......

So now the question arises......

Deal with this white president...... How many strokes can I smoke myself?

Now Wang Ling is not clear, but he feels a little irritable.

It's time for the final exams, and there's a lot of homework to go home, and he hasn't finished it yet!

It's annoying!