Chapter Seventy-Two: Changes in Qingsheng No. 1 Experimental Middle School
Although the primordial body was only half a step away from advancing to the source elemental body, Wu Yang was not disappointed, but quite open-minded, everything should not be forced, everything depends on chance.
He's not a brainless guy and doesn't dwell on one thing.
He has only been a primordial spirit for a month, and he has become a master who is not afraid of turbid spirits and oblivion from the original rookie, which is not only a kind of growth, but also a qualitative change and sublimation of life.
Compared to Jian Ren or the Yuan Spirit of the True Spirit Realm, he is only inferior in terms of foundation and time, and these gaps can be narrowed.
"Why don't you see Xu Xuan?"
Wu Yang found that there was no Xu Xuan, and asked puzzledly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he looked in the direction of Qingsheng No. 1 Experimental Middle School with a tight wrinkling of eyebrows.
He felt the unique aura of the turbid spirit, he was extremely familiar with these oppressive breaths, and the feeling of oppression faintly made him extremely uncomfortable.
Xu Xuan had already gone there in advance to see the situation. ”
Nangong Wen said solemnly, "This time the matter is not simple, it is best to be mentally prepared." ”
"Yes. ”
Wu Yang nodded slightly, and at the same time secretly prayed in his heart, "The place where hope happens is not in the school." ”
These days are the peak period of school, all students are concentrated in the school, with the name and influence of Qingsheng No. 1 Experimental Middle School in the area, its students and staff are not 10,000 but 8,000.
If it is as they expected, it will not be as simple as a single death or injury, but a butterfly effect that will sweep the world.
"I'm one step ahead"
"Hmm!"
Nangong Wen bowed her head.
Immediately, Wu Yang jumped up, held the blood spirit spear and directly broke through the boundary, and flew away into the sky, leaving Nangong Wen alone within the enchantment.
......
Time goes back to before.
Qingsheng No. 1 Experimental Middle School.
It covers a huge area, with many buildings, among which the teaching buildings are lined up one after another, in the school, the greenery is beautiful and unique, the sound of reading aloud echoes throughout the campus, occasionally from several classrooms, there are teachers patiently explaining, students actively ask questions, and the campus is harmonious and beautiful.
The school is divided into several areas, including teaching area, sports area and experimental area.
Adjacent to the teaching area is the sports area, which, as the name suggests, is an area dedicated to sports, and there are all kinds of sports.
Qingsheng No. 1 Experimental Middle School advocates that students should develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and labor in an all-round way, study well, and not leave behind physical and mental exercise, so almost every class has two physical education classes a week.
And today, I happened to meet Wu Yang's class in sports.
At this time, Qian Fatzi, Nan Boqi and Wang Mu were sitting on the playground.
Qian Fatzi put his hands on the lawn, was looking around, constantly looking at the female classmates who were exercising, occasionally his eyes were golden, or he was amazed and made a comment, attracting the disgusted eyes of the female classmates nearby.
Nan Boqi and Wang Mu looked helpless, although they had the urge to beat the fat man, but they could only endure it rationally.
"I don't know what Wuyang is doing? I haven't been in class for several days. ”
Nan Boqi looked at the sky and said lightly.
When Wang Mu heard this, the light in his eyes flickered, and he subconsciously grabbed his left hand.
That day, Wu Yang told him about his situation, and he also knew about Wu Yang's particularity, but he didn't want to say more about it, because it was a secret between the two of them, and he knew that Wu Yang's failure to come to class must be related to his specialness.
However, unlike Wang Mu's silence, as soon as he heard Wuyang, Qian Fatzi immediately ignored admiring the beauties around him, but said a little indignantly: "Hmph! I don't know where he took my Nangong Wen to go crazy, and when I see him, I will definitely clean him up." ”
"Get out!"
Nan Boqi rolled his eyes and kicked over, this thing's mind was simply occupied by women, and it was a shame for them.
"Damn, the gentleman doesn't move his feet. ”
Qian Fat Man twisted his fat body slightly, and said after dodging Nan Boqi's kick.
However, all that attracted was Nan Boqi's white eyes, seeing this, Qian Fatzi adjusted his attitude and said with a smile: Indeed, it's been a few days, and I don't know what Wuyang is doing, so I took so many days off. ”
Roar......
Suddenly, as they chatted, the sound of roaring came from the sky, from far and near, and for a long time.
The sound is small, but it is still clear to the ear.
Wang Mu frowned slightly, and asked Qian Fatzi and Nan Boqi, "Did you hear that?"
"What?"
Nan Boqi looked at Wang Mu in puzzlement.
"Strange roar! Don't you hear?"
Nan Boqi shook his head and looked at Wang Mu strangely.
He found that Wang Mu was really a little incomprehensible during this time, although he still talked as little as before, but some of his actions and the meaning of his words were a little unpredictable.
"Nope!"
Qian Fatzi listened carefully, except for the voices of the girls around him, there was no extra noise, and then said informally, "Only the screams of beautiful women, are you having auditory hallucinations?"
"Fuck off!"
Nan Boqi scolded indignantly, and began to educate the fat man, it should be with the fat man.
Wang Mu didn't pay much attention to the two arguing, but frowned tightly and looked up at the sky.
At this time, the sound of the roaring sound continued to increase, as if passing through the clouds of the nine heavens.
Subsequently, the turbidity that was originally covered in the sky suddenly surged like a hot spring, and the turbidity in all directions continued to converge in the sky above Qingsheng No. 1 Experimental Middle School, and there was a kind of black cloud pressing down on the city, and the wind and rain were shaking.
However, for this terrifying vision, no one in the school except Wang Mu has seen it at present, because ordinary humans cannot see the existence of the turbidity, and Wang Mu can clearly feel this special thing because of the last accident.
Wang Mu Huoran stood up, with a hint of fear in his eyes, as if he had thought of something terrible.
Suddenly, a sense of oppression descended, filling Wang Mu's heart, and the pressure from above made his body as heavy as lead under his feet.
"What's wrong? Wang Mu?"
Nan Boqi suddenly saw Wang Mu standing up with a little fear on his face, and asked.
It was the first time since he had met Wang Mu that he had seen the other party have such an expression.
"Wang Mu, who are you scaring so much?"
The fat man was arguing, and Wang Mumeng stood up to startle him.
Above, the turbidities converge, gradually forming a vortex that expands, with a roar and a low roar in it.
Cold sweat began to break out on Wang Mu's forehead, and at the same time he grabbed his left hand tightly, at this time his left hand was in pain, something was beating in it, and he kept rushing his flesh and blood, as if it was about to break out.
"Get out of school!"
Wang Mu gritted his teeth and jumped out of a sentence, kneeling on one knee, "You guys get out of here quickly." ”
He didn't know what it was, but it wasn't a good thing for him to have such an uncomfortable aura that resonated with the monster inside him, and maybe even to follow in the footsteps of the disaster in the West End.
"Wang Mu, what's going on? ”
Nan Boqi stepped forward to support Wang Mu and worried: "Is it uncomfortable?"
"Fatty, go to the infirmary and call the doctor!"
When Qian Fatzi heard this, he was about to run in the direction of the infirmary, but Wang Mu grabbed him with one hand, "Listen to me, tell all the students to evacuate the school as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late." ”
After Wang Mu finished speaking, he continued to clutch his left arm, and shouted loudly with a painful face, "Go quickly!"
The voice was hoarse, so that the surrounding students could hear it clearly, and they all watched it.
Nan Boqi and Qian Fatzi were frightened by Wang Mu's roar, it was the first time they had seen such a Wang Mu, but after coming back to their senses a little, they still chose to listen to Wang Mu's words, and hurriedly sent back the classmates who came around, and advised them to leave the school.
Although they didn't know the situation, the two of them chose to believe Wang Mu, especially Wang Mu's situation at this time didn't seem to be joking with them.
Roar......
The roar was deafening, Wang Mu's ears tingled, and two pieces of blood flowed out of his ear canal, but except for him, the rest of the people had no effect.
"It's too late!"
Feeling the surging sense of oppression and the whirlpool that calmed down, Wang Mu muttered weakly.
And just as he finished speaking, a hurricane fell from the ninth day, and a disaster befell Qingsheng No. 1 Experimental Middle School.