"Since you can't help it, let's run. ”

A little under Yan Yu's feet, the person rushed out like a sharp arrow, turned around and took out the sword, and with the invincible momentum, he slashed out, and in less than half a second, the seven swords slashed out, and the remnants of the Dao were endless.

Seven muffled sounds, almost at the same moment.

With a foul stench, flesh and blood mixed with broken bones splattered everywhere. One of the monster's legs was unloaded alive, and where the red sky swept away, all the yin and evil were dispelled, lest it be contaminated with the slightest bit.

The three of them took advantage of this opportunity, did not dare to linger for a moment, did not look back, turned around and ran towards the stairs.

They're not the kind of people who can only walk in the movies.

As Yan Yu jumped in twos, he directly crossed the stairs and came to the third floor. Although Ye Ling and the others were slower, they were only one step later than Yan Yu.

The monster couldn't stop roaring and roaring. Yan Yu and their eyes swept around the corridors on the left and right, without stopping for a moment, and ran towards the fourth floor.

Airplanes!!!

"Be careful, there is ......"

Before Zhao Yinghe's words were finished, he disappeared completely.

The three of them only felt as if someone had hit the back of their heads with a stick, and the heavy dizziness made their eyes go black and lose consciousness immediately.

"Hot!!"

This is the thought that remained in Yan Yu's mind before he lost consciousness. In just a moment, the temperature of the ghost spirit ring between his fingers instantly rose, and it was terrifyingly hot.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, at this moment, Chixiao, who had been silent in Yan Yu's hands, seemed to have been provoked, let out a long groan, and suddenly came out of the box, only three inches, but burst out with unparalleled might.

Bang!

Yan Yu came to his senses, stepped on his feet, stepped on a broken floor tile, stabilized his body, squinted his eyes and glanced at it.

Ye Ling and Zhao Yinghe are gone.

"Interesting, interesting. ”

He lowered his head and glanced at the Chixiao Sword in his hand. If it weren't for it, I am afraid that I would inevitably be yin.

Bang, bang...... Yan Yu took a cigarette in his mouth and walked in the corridor on the fourth floor, which seemed to be no different from an ordinary university.

In the classrooms on both sides, there are voices of talking, lecturing, and faint ...... from time to time Screams.

His pupils shrank slightly, and every step he took out would kick up a cloud of dust on the ground, it was indeed a long time since there was anyone here, but how did such a noisy sound come from?

Squeak~

He kicked the classroom door open.

The dust scattered, Yan Yu took a few steps back, calmly looking at everything in the classroom.

The tables and chairs were covered with dust, but on the podium, there was a middle-aged man holding a book and giving an impassioned lecture, and from time to time he was writing and drawing on the blackboard.

Merely...... The so-called books in his hand are his own cheeks, and the chalk in his other hand is actually his own fingers.

The mottled and dried handwriting on the blackboard was completely clinged to blood mixed with minced meat.

Perhaps the rhythm of the lecture was interrupted.

He turned around suddenly, staring at Yan Yu with a hollow, faint blood hole in his eyes.

The face in his hand, or the mouth on it, closed one by one, and began to speak: "This classmate, if you are late, walk quietly to your seat." ”

"Interesting, teacher's surname?" Yan asked as he flicked his cigarette ash and leaned against the door.

He seemed to be a little angry: "This classmate, if you don't want to go to class, then please close the door and don't disturb the other students......"

"Heh~~~尵, phew~"

Before the words fell, Yan Yu spat out, drawing a silver breath in mid-air, which happened to fall on the face that spoke...... In the mouth.

"You're looking for death. ”

“pia~”

Yan shook his hand in disgust, turned around and left the classroom. Only one head was slapped into the chest, and the two legs became a stake of flesh.

"What are you going to do? don't......"

Suddenly, Yan walked towards the opposite side in surprise and looked at the window on the door, could it be that "The Ghost Love: The Unfinished Woman's After School" is still being staged here?

He wiped the dust off the glass, and vaguely saw that it was a female student pressed under the desk, and several male students were groping around with her.

"Aren't you going to save people?"

At this moment, a cold and faint voice sounded next to Leng Buding, it should be said...... It was as if it were whispering in his ear.

"Is she human?" Yan Yu still had a smile on his face, turned around, and looked at the woman who was almost attached to him.

"What if it is?"

"No, I don't save it. ”

"Why?"

"Not interested. ”

The woman took a few steps back and said with a sneer: "Sure enough, it's all cold-blooded animals like you now." ”

Her school uniform was tattered, torn into strips of cloth, and there were mottled, dark yellow marks on her body. On the inner thigh, there are still wisps of blood.

The shirt was torn open, revealing the shoulders that had been scratched out of the purple mark, and half of the bulging breasts were exposed to the air. The short skirt rolled up, revealing brown panties.

Yan Yu held up a finger and said with a chuckle: "What you said is not entirely true, animals have no blood, especially mature animals, because hot-blooded animals have long been killed." ”

"Really?"

The woman looked at him in amazement.

In the classroom, the men roared wantonly, and the women wept and sobbed, forming a noisy symphony.

"You're not Chen Zixin. Yan Yu looked at her pale face, shook his head in disappointment, and turned around to leave.

"Die, give me ...... death"

pia~

Yan Yu sighed, looked at the head rolling on the ground, and then stomped on it.

With the shattering of the head, the vision in the classroom vanished.

This person is not Chen Zixin. But judging from the situation just now, she should be a good student who acts bravely, and when she saw Chen Zixin being bullied, she pushed the door hard.

And then...... There is no need to describe that scene again.

"In this world, good people don't live long. ”

Smack~ Yan Wei took a cigarette in his mouth, dispelled the disgusting stench, and walked towards 404.

He walked to the left first, and what he encountered before was from the classroom on the left. And this 404 is on the right.

402......

Zhao Yinghe closed his eyes and stood in the center of the classroom, naked. Next to it, there is a circle of students holding a drawing board and drawing carefully.

This is not surprising, because when Yan Yu was in college before, he also had sketching classes.

But here's the problem......

The teacher who was doing fan painting suddenly put down the pen and muttered, "The arm is too difficult to draw......" and something like that.

Then he lifted a blood-stained machete from his feet and walked towards Zhao Yinghe.

He had a cruel and weird smile on his face: "Since it's hard to draw, let's just stop drawing." Chop off your hands, and you don't need to draw. ”

Airplanes~

As the ground went, the bell trembled slightly.

Zhao Yinghe's body shook suddenly, as if he was about to wake up.

But then a black mist burrowed into his brain in vain, making him let out a muffled snort.