Yanqing didn't speak, just looked down at the elixir in his hand.
Nangong Yue punched Fat Dun in the face with one fist, "Don't let me hear you say such frustrating words again. If you really don't want to persevere, just don't let us know when you die!" Nangong Yue finished speaking.
Turn your face away.
He bit his lower lip.
Chubby's eyes were moist.
"Shemale, are you serious?" Fatty gritted his teeth, "I will die if I die!"
Nangong Yue said nothing.
Fatty twitched his shoulders.
Feng Nishang did not look back at the two of them, but looked at the blue sky, and then at the blood-stained elixir on her hand.
Because of her injury, she did not go to the canteen to line up at noon. Feng Nishang put Amon and Luo Lin in the yard and did not take them with her during class.
Fatty didn't clean the wound when he returned, but sat on the ground with his back to them, saying nothing.
Nangong Yue helped Yanqing clean the wound, and after cleaning it, Yanqing helped Nangong Yue clean it, and the two helped each other.
"Where did little Ah Chang go?"
"I don't know, I just went out after coming back."
"Hey, her injuries haven't been cleaned up yet."
"Xiao Zi is not here either." Yanqing looked around and said.
Ziyunbao looked at Feng Nishang beside him, then lowered his head and walked beside her, thinking to himself: That guy Fat Dun must have hurt little Ah Chang's heart, because little Ah Chang has obviously worked so hard...
That guy, Fatty, really... actually said something about whether he would die or not.
Feng Nishang went back the same way she came back. It was where Group 8 had classes. There had been a fight just now. The staff had already arrived and were dragging away the dead bodies, but there were still some who were not dead.
Those who were still struggling were still struggling. The staff did not drag them away immediately. Instead, they waited for them to die and dragged away the dead people first.
Eighty people, half of whom were dragged away.
Regarding the sudden appearance of Feng Nishang, the staff did not show any expression. They were used to it and were probably numb.
In this Storm Academy, people come in every day, and people die every day.
Feng Nishang glanced at it and said, "Xiao Zi."
Ziyunbao suddenly came back to his senses, "Yes, Ah Chang, I'm here! I will always be by your side to protect you, don't worry, no matter what difficulties you face, they will never knock me down!!!"
Feng Nishang was stunned for a moment, then smiled, stretched out her hand and knocked on its head, "Take them all over here."
"ah?"
Feng Nishang did not continue to say anything, but walked up to a man who looked at the sky with his eyes wide open. This man knew that he was going to die and was looking at the last scenery before death.
But Feng Nishang blocked his sight.
His eyes fell on Feng Nishang.
"Do you want to survive?" Feng Nishang suddenly asked in a low voice.
Some staff members looked over and laughed, with a hint of irony in the laughter, laughing at Feng Nishang and Ziyunbao.
In this academy, as long as you can save your own life, you actually want to save other people?
The man met Feng Nishang's gaze in surprise and looked into her eyes.
Maybe it was the fear of death, or the fact that he had many unfinished dreams, or maybe he had never heard such a voice in this college, that he actually shed tears.
He said hoarsely: "I want to——"
Yanqing didn't speak, just looked down at the elixir in his hand.
Nangong Yue punched Fat Dun in the face with one fist, "Don't let me hear you say such frustrating words again. If you really don't want to persevere, just don't let us know when you die!" Nangong Yue finished speaking.
Turn your face away.
He bit his lower lip.
Chubby's eyes were moist.
"Shemale, are you serious?" Fatty gritted his teeth, "I will die if I die!"
Nangong Yue said nothing.
Fatty twitched his shoulders.
Feng Nishang did not look back at the two of them, but looked at the blue sky, and then at the blood-stained elixir on her hand.
Because of her injury, she did not go to the canteen to line up at noon. Feng Nishang put Amon and Luo Lin in the yard and did not take them with her during class.
Fatty didn't clean the wound when he returned, but sat on the ground with his back to them, saying nothing.
Nangong Yue helped Yanqing clean the wound, and after cleaning it, Yanqing helped Nangong Yue clean it, and the two helped each other.
"Where did little Ah Chang go?"
"I don't know, I just went out after coming back."
"Hey, her injuries haven't been cleaned up yet."
"Xiao Zi is not here either." Yanqing looked around and said.
Ziyunbao looked at Feng Nishang beside him, then lowered his head and walked beside her, thinking to himself: That guy Fat Dun must have hurt little Ah Chang's heart, because little Ah Chang has obviously worked so hard...
That guy, Fatty, really... actually said something about whether he would die or not.
Feng Nishang went back the same way she came back. It was where Group 8 had classes. There had been a fight just now. The staff had already arrived and were dragging away the dead bodies, but there were still some who were not dead.
Those who were still struggling were still struggling. The staff did not drag them away immediately. Instead, they waited for them to die and dragged away the dead people first.
Eighty people, half of whom were dragged away.
Regarding the sudden appearance of Feng Nishang, the staff did not show any expression. They were used to it and were probably numb.
In this Storm Academy, people come in every day, and people die every day.
Feng Nishang glanced at it and said, "Xiao Zi."
Ziyunbao suddenly came back to his senses, "Yes, Ah Chang, I'm here! I will always be by your side to protect you, don't worry, no matter what difficulties you face, they will never knock me down!!!"
Feng Nishang was stunned for a moment, then smiled, stretched out her hand and knocked on its head, "Take them all over here."
"ah?"
Feng Nishang did not continue to say anything, but walked up to a man who looked at the sky with his eyes wide open. This man knew that he was going to die and was looking at the last scenery before death.
But Feng Nishang blocked his sight.
His eyes fell on Feng Nishang.
"Do you want to survive?" Feng Nishang suddenly asked in a low voice.
Some staff members looked over and laughed, with a hint of irony in the laughter, laughing at Feng Nishang and Ziyunbao.
In this academy, as long as you can save your own life, you actually want to save other people?
The man met Feng Nishang's gaze in surprise and looked into her eyes.
Maybe it was the fear of death, or the fact that he had many unfinished dreams, or maybe he had never heard such a voice in this college, that he actually shed tears.