Out of the lobby, Xiao Chen quietly walked towards Area 163. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the highest institution of learning in China, the Huaxia Martial God Academy is divided into 200 districts, covering an extremely wide area, from the 72nd district to the 163rd district, there is a distance of nearly 100 miles, but Xiao Chen is walking quietly, looking down at the book, the pedestrians are weaving, but they can't touch the slightest corner of his clothes.

Originally, it was still crowded, but when it came to the ten miles of District 163, there was no one to see.

Xiao Chen looked around and smiled slightly bitterly.

"It has been less than a year since the unification of the Chinese human race and demon spirits, and the contradictions in it cannot be reasoned, I am afraid that no one will dare to approach this matter, in case it causes the contradictions between the two races to intensify and cause another split, who can afford this sinner. ”

"In the eyes of them, people like me are definitely an idiot! But if you don't solve the matter of ghosts, no one will preside over the entrance test, which will delay my entry into the Martial God Academy. ”

"I really don't care anymore, if you don't get rid of this ghost, you really can't enter the Martial God Academy. ”

The sky was slightly dark, and he finally arrived at Area 163, with a little self-deprecation, Xiao Chen closed the book and walked into the student hall of Area 163, his steps were still so natural, without the slightest hesitation. Only at the moment of entering the hall, a chuckle was provoked at the corner of his mouth.

Behind him, three figures walked out of the shadows, and it was Zhao Dagang with two students from District 72.

"Zhao, Senior Zhao, do we really want to go in?"

"We haven't forged the spirit bead yet, and now we're a little stronger than ordinary people, let's go in and look for death, so let's don't do it." ”

"Please, Senior Zhao, let's go back. ”

A somewhat emaciated student kept talking, trying to pull Zhao Dagang's arm, but Zhao Dagang's arm was thicker than his legs, and he could only be taken away if he couldn't pull it.

"Liu Xiaoyu, if you're scared, go back, cowardly!" another student sneered, and pulled Liu Xiaoyu away and walked in.

Zhao Dagang looked at Liu Xiaoyu, who was being pulled along, and shook his head in disappointment, "After all, it's a classmate, I can't watch Xiao Chen die inside if I provoke him in, otherwise you wait outside." ”

"Thinking about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with Xiao Chen wanting to enter the Martial God Academy, after all, it is the best school. ”

He strode into the hall, and what he didn't expect was that the timid fellow hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and followed.

The hall of 163 students is square, with 3 rooms wide and deep, and it is also a corridor on all sides, because all the electrical appliances are blown up due to the birth of ghosts, and the black smoke has not yet dissipated. At this moment, the wind is faint and faint on all sides, and a little black smoke is drifting like a line wrapped in the wind, like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

As soon as he entered the hall, Liu Xiaoyu was so frightened that his face was pale, as if he had added a ghost to this ghost hall. Rao is Zhao Dagang was bold, and he was also so frightened that he shivered.

"What are you afraid of!"

Zhao Dagang shouted loudly, took a few steps forward, and finally saw a glimmer of light in the northwest corner.

He walked over and saw a resting room with the door open.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Dagang raised his foot and kicked open the door, his muscles were tense, the eight-sided steel hammer in his hand shook slightly, and he was about to smash it out at any time, another student pulled out his saber, and he was covered in cold sweat, but one hand was unconsciously touching something from his pocket, and the timid Liu Xiaoyu was already a little paralyzed.

But the situation in the room made the three of them cry and laugh.

One person, one table, one roll, one pot of wine, five wine glasses are arranged in all directions, as if this person knows that there will be guests.

Looking up and smiling, Xiao Chen pointed to the glimmering lamp beside him: "The spare desk lamp in the lounge." Then he pointed to the object on the table: "Wine hidden in the cupboard." ”

"I'm really good at playing music!"

The student put away his saber, said angrily, and then stepped forward to pick up the wine glass and drank it all, at this moment, he couldn't drink anything, and he didn't want to give Xiao Chen any face, but the shock was excellent. Liu Xiaoyu also took a deep breath, picked up a cup and drank it, his mind calmed down slightly, only Zhao Dagang was left there, as if thinking about something.

"This reckless man is careful. Xiao Chen glanced at Zhao Dagang in some surprise.

He lowered his head and continued to read, the room was silent, only the sound of him flipping through the scrolls remained, seeing that he was so calm, even the students who were dissatisfied with Xiao Chen and complained felt a little more at ease, and Xiao Chen just flipped through his own scrolls and didn't seem to hear his complaints.

"Wait!" Zhao Dagang suddenly spoke.

"Five cups, four people....who is one cup for?"

"You said this, for her. Xiao Chen smiled lightly, and raised his fingers slightly.

Following his fingers, Liu Xiaoyu suddenly sat down on the ground, his lips trembling like wind wheels.

Dead!

...

She wore a long red dress that covered a pair of small feet, with long blood-colored red sleeves.

The face is white and snowy, and the snow-white face has big apricot eyes and big pupils, and the blood-red pupils are commensurate with the purple whites of the eyes, which are bewitching and weird.

Her lips were also blood-red, as if the blood on her face was on her lips, and the corners of her beautiful mouth were slightly raised, with a touch of ridicule, as if mocking the world.

She just stood quietly, in the corner of the room, like a person, standing quietly.

This is a room for the tutor to rest, the room is not big, and she can see it all at a glance, but she has been standing there, watching Zhao Dagang and the others come in, watching them drink, but no one has noticed her existence.

Except for the man dressed in white and holding a scroll.

It's special.

And the pair of blood-red pupils were also fixed on the body of the man in white, trembling slightly, and they were also placed on the old long knife on the man's back.

This is an old knife, nothing brilliant, nothing worthy of even the slightest attention, but she just watched, a very vague, but like a sharp arrow straight into the bottom of her heart, the feeling of danger made her have to stand quietly.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen sighed slightly, the faint sense of danger disappeared, the ghost spirit was originally born of resentment and soul invasion, and he was born to devour the essence and blood of more than two hundred students, and the killing thought was like a wave of night terrors, and the wind and rain suddenly came!

Seeing a red dress coming, boundless blood and qi surged, the pungent blood tactfully climbed, and on the tables, chairs, and cabinets, pieces of blood rust meandered!

The terrifying blood was even more overwhelming, Liu Xiaoyu's teeth chattered, his Adam's apple rolled like dice, and a touch of yellow wet his crotch between the tremors, the student couldn't help but take a few big steps back, trembling like sifting chaff, even Zhao Dagang was bold, and he couldn't help but tremble.