The speed of this hand was very fast, the emperor didn't react at all, and his neck was pinched by him, seeing this, I was startled, and instantly jumped off the bed, and a palm thunder slapped towards that arm.

After I slapped this palm, there was a piercing scream from the phone, and then it let go of the emperor's neck and retracted back into the phone screen at a rapid speed.

The Emperor coughed a few times, looking frightened, and when he took a breath of relief, he looked at the phone screen again, and found that the screen did not have any cracks, as if everything just now was an illusion.

"Midnight bells?"

The Great Emperor muttered, then looked at me sharply and said, "Dao'er, what did Yang Ping say just now?" ”

"What else can I say, something happened."

I got dressed as soon as possible, and then I pulled the emperor and ran towards the bottom of the dormitory building, now I will definitely no longer suspect that this is a prank, after all, that hand just now has sounded the alarm bell for me, at the same time, my initial idea was also wrong, I thought that even if Yang Ping's ghost returned, he would not do anything out of the ordinary, and now it seems that he is ready to vent his resentment of being forced to death on our so-called classmates who do not learn and do not know.

But at the same time, I also feel very strange, if Yang Ping really wants to come back to take revenge after becoming a demon, it shouldn't be more than two months later, you must know that now that Qiqi has passed, he should have gone to the city of vain death, why did he suddenly appear at this time.

"Could it be that behind this Yang Ping? Someone is deliberately manipulating? ”

Thinking of this, I felt more and more that this matter was not simple, so I couldn't help but speed up my pace and ran with the emperor towards the classroom where our class usually studied on weekdays.

At this time, the whole teaching building was pitch black, and under this teaching building, I looked up at the room in our classroom, and found that it was also pitch black, but after I opened my yin and yang eyes, I found that at this time, a large yin qi was diffused from the window of the classroom, and at the same time, some figures were constantly shaking in it.

I didn't dare to stay here too long, so I rushed into the teaching building as soon as possible, and then came with the Emperor to the door of the classroom in our class.

Through the outside window, the Emperor and I saw a very strange scene.

I saw that the students in our class who were supposed to be eating, drinking and having fun outside actually returned to the classroom at this time, and they were sitting straight in the classroom, a total of more than forty people, each with a blank face written on it, like a walking corpse.

At the same time, our counselor was also in the classroom, his face was also very dazed, and he was holding a stack of test papers in his hand, but there was nothing on the test papers, they were blank sheets of paper.

I saw that the counselor handed out these white papers one by one to the desks of those students sitting in the front row, and those students took out a blank paper, and continued to pass the remaining white paper to the back, and soon, every student in the class had such a white paper in front of their desks, and next to the white paper, there was a black signature pen.

And in the last row of this room, there were two seats with the same blank paper and a signature pen, and there were no people sitting on these two seats, and it was obvious that these two seats were reserved for me and the Emperor.

After handing out the stack of papers, the counselor walked back to the podium and then stood there, looking at the students below with a blank expression.

At this time, those students picked up the signature pen on the side and began to draw on the blank paper.

"Is this an exam?" The emperor on the side was also confused after seeing this scene, and subconsciously asked.

I hurriedly covered the emperor's mouth and motioned for him to keep quiet, while I continued to look inside through the window, the whole classroom was extremely gloomy, but I never found Yang Ping's figure, I guessed he must have been on someone's body.

Looking inside from the outside, although it looks like they are all doing questions, in this dark environment, who can read the test paper clearly, and what is in front of them is clearly a blank paper.

Soon I saw clearly the scene of the test paper on the desk of the closest classmate to me, only to see that he kept drawing scratches on the test paper, he drew very hard every time, and the speed was extremely fast, and finally directly cut the tip of the pen through the white paper, but he did not stop because of this, but continued to draw on the desk, and finally the whole desk was drawn by him one by one.

Not only this student, but also other people, for a while, the whole classroom resounded with the sound of the tip of the pen on the desk, which was very harsh.

At that moment, I heard a snap, and a classmate sitting in the second row suddenly screamed, and then everyone in the class looked at him.

This is a female classmate, named Zhang Li, who belongs to the very timid category of girls in our school, not to mention her academic performance, in a class like ours, there must be no good grades.

The sound of the tip of the pen breaking seemed to pull Zhang Li back from that kind of dazedness, and then a deep horror suddenly appeared on her dazed face.

"If you don't take the exam seriously, damn it!"

A scolding sound came, it was actually the voice of the squad leader Yang Ping, this voice was still very harsh and weird, it actually came from the mouth of Liu Dong, who was sitting at the window.

Zhang Li roared in horror, and then he got up violently and ran towards the door like crazy.

Liu Dong over there let out a strange laugh, and then the signature pen that was stabbed by Zhang Li was instantly wrapped in a stream of yin qi, suspended in the air, and chased towards Zhang Li.

Seeing this, I hurriedly condensed a trace of Dao Qi at my fingertips, and then shot at the signature pen that was rapidly shooting at the back of Zhang Li's head, and at the moment when the signature pen shot into the back of Zhang Li's head, the Qi I shot out hit the signature pen.

With a snap, the pen broke in two, and then fell to the ground, and Liu Dong over there suddenly looked at us, and blood flowed from his red eyes.

"Get in!"

I shouted to the Emperor, and then rushed into the classroom with him and rushed towards Liu Dong.

Liu Dong still had an extremely weird smile on his face, and the surrounding students, including the counselor, were still sitting there numbly, constantly drawing on the table with the signature pen in their hands, they should have been confused by ghosts.

This is naturally a little trick, and I don't care about it, and now this trick to break this kind of ghost trick is even a novice to the emperor, and I didn't break this trick for the first time, because I don't want to see these classmates of mine see the next scene when I deal with Yang Ping.

"Mr. Emperor, Yang Ping will hand it over to me, and you will go over to take care of Zhang Li first."

"Okay." The emperor answered, and walked directly towards Zhang Li, while I approached Liu Dong step by step, and said as I walked: "Class leader, for the sake of the three-year classmates, I will give you a chance, get down from Liu Dong's body, I will send you to reincarnation, otherwise don't blame me for letting your soul fly away." ”

"Just you?"

Yang Ping's voice sounded from Liu Dong's mouth, and then his eyes completely turned blood-red, and then he let out a piercing scream, and the signature pens that were originally pinched in the hands of my classmates suddenly flew into the air, and the tip of the pen was aimed at me, like a sharp arrow, swishing towards me.

I didn't expect Yang Ping to become a powerful ghost in such a short period of time, either because his own resentment was too heavy, or someone deliberately made trouble behind his back, deepening his resentment.

If I really didn't reach the extraordinary strength, I might have spent some effort in the face of Yang Ping's means, but now with my strength, there is naturally no difficulty in facing these again.

The moment those pens shot at me, I was covered in a burst of qi, and a stream of qi burst out from my body, instantly shattering all these pens to the ground.