How could it be! What happened as long as it happened, and it was only three months.

Xia Ming's heart was trembling, and when he came out of the Martial Arts Pavilion, he let out a long roar, and the sound shook the Quartet, and everyone was frightened when he heard it.

He rushed towards the area of the second-year student of the school, stopped in front of the attic of the club exclusive to the Childe Society, and cast a spell according to it, and the cyan vines broke through the ground and attacked there frantically.

The sound of the giant hammer smashing, the formation on the attic was dim, flickering non-stop, blocking Yiyi's spell, even so, the entire attic was still shaking, as if it was about to collapse.

"Who! dare to come to my son's club to spread wild!"

The three figures rushed out of it, their respective pet spirit guards beside them, and let out a roar, and they all shot at Xia Ming with Sen Han's gaze.

"You—It's you!" Xia Ming. ”

A gloomy, uncanny voice came from there.

The person who spoke, Xia Ming knew, the person who was once defeated by him on the Douling Altar, Mu Hairong, who was known as the Thundercloud Sword, was now a cultivator who favored the Nine Stars.

"Aren't you dead?"

His eyes flickered, Mu Hairong didn't act rashly, even if he was already a favored nine-star cultivator, he still didn't have the certainty of defeating Xia Ming head-on.

"Hey ......"

Xia Ming sneered and looked at them with a cold gaze.

"I'm dead, I'm going to mess around when I'm dead! I'm going to hurt my friends and brothers like that! Even if I'm really dead, I'll crawl back from hell to avenge them!"

Without any more words, Xia Ming raised his hand. The demon dream rushed directly forward, the void rippled and rippled, the air flow surged in all directions, and a crimson flame burned in the air.

"How dare you do it right here!!"

Shocked by Xia Ming's behavior, Mu Hairong screamed in horror.

In the academy, except for the fighting spirit platform used for learning, students are not allowed to fight with pets in other places.

Mu Hairong and the other members of the Gongzi Club present could never have imagined that Xia Ming would ignore the rules of the school and launch an attack.

"It's really easy for us to bully! Even if President Lu Lanshan is not here. You will not be allowed to be so presumptuous. You did it first, and we will be blamed, even if we kill you now, the academy will not blame us at all. ”

Mu Hairong is also a person who has experienced a lot of battles. Know that this moment must not be panicked. Calm down in an instant. Shouted.

"Together, born with divine powers, Demon Spirit Night Dream Demon? So what! I'm not your opponent alone, and I don't believe that the entire Childe Society is not your opponent. ”

A few people with Mu Hairong. hesitated, then gritted his teeth and rushed forward with him.

The white light path flickered, and pet spirits of different forms appeared, Xiang Youmeng, Xiang Xia Ming, Xiang Yiyi, and attacked the past.

"Die to me!!Snow Silkworm!Extreme Frost!"

A member of the Gongzi Society, standing in the back and shouting, played a few magic seals, his pet spirit, a half-human-sized snow-white long insect opened its eyes, snow white as frost, it swallowed cold smoke, spewed out wind and snow, and blew it towards the demon dream.

Bang...... The void exploded into a cloud of crimson flames, and sparks flew in all directions.

The cold wind, ice and snow, and the cold qi condensed into an ice blade instantly penetrated a demon dream and shattered her, however, this was just an evil fire clone of the demon dream, and before being attacked, the demon dream divided into a hundred evil fire demon bodies, each separated, and met the enemy.

The crimson flame flashed, and the demon dream appeared above the snow silkworm, its claws sharper than the blade raised high, and then slashed and tore it apart.

Poof, with a piercing sound, the head of the Bixue Silkworm was torn apart and pierced, and the crimson flames that spread out burned the body of the Bixue Silkworm to the ground, leaving only a white ball of light, which was swallowed into the stomach by the demon dream.

The owner of the Bixue Silkworm immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest in severe pain, took two steps back, and his face was miserable.

Eating the soul of the blue snow silkworm, the bloodthirsty nature of the demon dream demon was even more stimulated, the original red eyes, overflowing with bloody brilliance, and the crimson flames burned the sky enchantingly.

There were bursts of fire clouds, and one by one the pet spirit demon beasts were shot down, stopped and killed, and their heads were torn off.

Youmu is too strong, or the opponent is too weak.

After experiencing the land of Gu fighting, fighting against those real genius demons and terrifying beings, how could the tall individuals among these dwarves be the opponents of Demon Dreams right now.

The opponents are all eight-star and nine-star soldiers, and there are even six-star ordinary pet spirits, even if nearly a hundred clones are differentiated, resulting in the ability level of each clone is only a little more than three stars of the soldier rank, Youmeng is still easy to deal with.

Yiyi will not let go of dry eyes, and together with the Yanwu cat who appeared on the scene, Yilin, will attack.

The earth agitated, and green vines the size of arms poured out, and the flames spread, turning each rattan into a whip of fire.

The fire whip shot out, pumping the hostile pet spirit and binding it tightly, burning continuously.

Xia Ming snorted coldly, and did not hesitate, holding the half-treasure weapon Wind Cutting Treasure Knife in his hand, and with a swing of the knife, the blue and white sharp blades crossed the air, directly slashing away the several pet spirits that came over around him, as well as their masters.

"Stop me!!Xia Ming!What do you want to do!!"

The void burst into thunder, and a huge palm appeared when Xia Ming swung a knife to kill Mu Hairong, shattering Xia Ming's sword, blocking the knife, and saving Mu Hairong.

The wind and dust blew, and the black-robed old man appeared, blocking in front of Xia Ming.

He flicked his sleeves in the void, the wind swept and thundered, and the long whip blade of the aura rushed into the sky, accurately knocking off all of Xia Ming's pet spirits and flying out, but did not cause them harm.

"This is Donglin Academy, I can't help you mess around like this, Xia Ming!"

"Hey ......"

Laughed back, Xia Ming did not show as much respect as before, and he was still indifferent to Weng Lao.

"I'm messing around, yes, I'm messing around. ”

"I made that contribution to the academy, and I gave you the nearly a thousand Yin Soul Grasses I harvested, well, how did you deal with my friends in the end. ”

"Don't say anything, the life and death battle of the community is willing by both sides, you have no right to interfere, am I a fool? Even if Princess Qinglian of the royal family comes over, no matter how much relationship she has with Murong, without your permission, how can she take away Murong in the life and death battle of the community, leading to such a result for others. Academy, hey, I'm really not 'thin'!"

The more he spoke, the more violent Xia Ming's suppressed anger became, and the hand holding the handle of the wind cutting knife was shivering.

He took two deep breaths before temporarily calming down, and looked at Weng Lao with a cold and angry gaze.

“......”

Weng Lao was silent and did not answer, and finally let out a long sigh.

As Xia Ming said, the occurrence of this incident and the fate of the members of Wanxiang are the responsibility of the school, which is an undeniable fact, for Xia Ming, who contributed nearly a thousand Yin Soul Grass and made great contributions to the school, the school is too much.

“...... That's because we all think you're dead. ”

I was ashamed in my heart, even if I was cultivating as a Heavenly Pet Master, I would no longer suppress Xia Ming at this moment, and I didn't say such a sentence until a long time.

"Hey,...... Hahaha. ”

"Dead! Is it good to be dead? Can I kill my friends without caring or mercilessly? Sure enough, the world is as black as a crow! For you people and these power organizations, only interests are the most fundamental. ”

"Old Weng, are you thinking now, why do I have to come back, it's a pity that he didn't die. ”

Laughing loudly, Xia Ming grinned, his eyes cold and gloomy.

“...... Yes, indeed. ”

After a long time, Weng Lao finally spoke and said in a deep voice.

"As the vice president of Donglin Academy, I don't want you to live and come back, but...... As Weng Lao, I am very happy that Xia Ming is still alive. (To be continued......)