I ran over, and the flower director had already pinched the black air ball and started to torture him. Suddenly, the flower director glanced at the upstairs and said, "Don't look at the fifth floor."
My first reaction was to take a look, and then a brilliant blue light burst out. My eyes were almost blinded. I cursed MMP in my heart, and it took me a while to regain half of my normal vision.
Through interrogation, I found out that this black air ball was originally a little demon smuggled in from the human skin tribe in the ghost world. It had been in this school for ten years, but it was not the dean who stole the chef's body, but
Disguised as a dormitory manager, he secretly killed at least two hundred good people in the past ten years, and then made human skin puppets and sold them on the black market in the ghost circle.
Although it is not a dean, I still have a sense of accomplishment in catching the scourge. I repaired it in the woods next to the playground. The flower director and I decided to stay in the school today, so as not to waste the opportunity by running in both directions.
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I sent the two rescued children to the guard room at the school gate. Before sending them away, I used some memory-obscuring magic to make them forget everything that happened today.
Back in the woods, the flower arrangement director and I sat cross-legged on a stone bench. The wind was blowing, and my strength was slowly picking up. I felt great in my heart. But soon I listed the problems and doubts I was facing now.
Once again, my mood really hit rock bottom.
There is such a glimmer of hope that if Fatty is here, he will definitely plot everyone to death regardless of whether he is the principal or not. How can there be so many things!
When it was almost time for school to end, we stood in the alley next to the school gate and could see all the people going in and out of the school gate.
Parents picking up and dropping off their children had already crowded the school gate, and our presence was not intrusive, especially under my instructions. The flower arrangement leader hid behind the telephone pole, and the last trace of eye-catching things was gone.
Waiting silently, there was a huge crowd outside. Picking up the children was like going to a battlefield. The old and useless elders and aunts began their journey. Soon I saw the dean of students walking out of the school gate.
Maybe it was our previous actions that alerted him. He was wearing a black peaked cap on his head, and his lean body was wrapped in a windbreaker. He looked around, walked for a while, and looked around again.
When he passed by where we were, I called to the florist, squeezed through the crowd, and followed him from behind.
After walking for ten minutes, there were no more surging crowds around, and the road became more and more eccentric. Until we came to a deserted alley, the footsteps of the two of us were very light, but he suddenly started running wildly, and he didn’t know what happened.
It was time to discover us.
We no longer covered up and rushed after him.
It is easy to be embarrassed by the twists and turns of the alleys, but the flower arborist has special tracking skills. No matter how many lanes he passes us in, we can always keep up with him in the end. Needless to say, this is a unique skill that the flower arborist does not pass on to others.
Soon, we ran out of the new city, and were chased again in the mixed area of the old city. The dean was indeed not a normal person. He ran at least ten miles along the way, and he couldn't stop breathing.
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Although we were able to keep up, it was gradually getting too difficult. When we rushed out of the city and were running in the suburbs, I looked at the dean of students 300 meters away. I increased my strength and chased after him.
Seeing that I was about to catch up with him, Director Hua shouted to be careful, and I felt a force from behind my body pushing me forward. Before I could react, there was a loud bang, and Director Hua was hit by a force.
A large truck crashed into the air, and the body flew more than ten meters, hit the ground and rolled several times.
Although I was worried, I didn't want the dean to escape.
Who would have thought that when the driver of the big truck stopped to check on the flower arrangement, he suddenly jumped up, stood up and pointed at the driver of the big truck and said: Drive more carefully in the future, don't let me touch you next time!
There was a black line on my face, as if we were jaywalking on the road and the driver of the large truck had no time to brake and was unable to stop.
Whoever complains first will definitely not lose.
Soon the flower director rushed over, and it wasn't until we rushed into a cemetery that we saw the figure of the dean standing on a small dirt bag.
There are people guarding the entrance to the cemetery, but it is not as strict as the last cemetery. Most of the people buried here are from nearby villages or farmers who manage fields in the suburbs.
Before the gatekeeper could see us clearly, we jumped over and collapsed the railing blocking the car.
Finally, we saw the dean with a proud look on his face in front of a tomb with a semicircular cement tomb.
"I didn't expect you could chase me here, but you were fooled, haha..."
The flower priest drew his mahogany sword and fired a golden sword slash at him, which frightened him so much that he rushed to the left and was interrupted by his boastful words.
The dean got up from the ground in despair, looked at us confidently, and even shook his head, having fun like a teacher.
When I saw his appearance, I couldn't help but pray in my heart, hoping that he just had no way to escape and was just pretending to be a ghost here.
However, after a while, I still saw a large amount of black energy rolling out from around me. Although my strength was not at the level of a little devil, I no longer had the majesty of the past. Seeing such a large amount, my scalp couldn't help but feel numb.
I approached some florists and asked him what to do. It was obviously a set-up.
The flower director remained calm and said to act according to the situation.
As soon as I heard this, I felt a little more confident. I would just act according to the situation, just run away if I can't fight. After all, my life is the most important.
At the same time, I quickly adjusted the spiritual energy in my body and accidentally glanced at Xuerou. I felt uncomfortable in my heart. I felt like a tiger was bullied by a dog.
Even so, the fighting spirit in my heart was forced to rise. While the black energy was still on its way, there was a vacuum period of about ten seconds, and I whispered a few words to the flower director.
, he nodded, and rushed out the next moment, the mahogany sword in his hand shining brightly.
I saw the dean scream strangely, and a folding fan suddenly appeared in his hand, and he fanned it violently at the flower director. The wind was strong, but the flower director's body was not moved much by the wind, and he was as stable as Mount Tai. The mahogany sword in his hand was fierce.
Cut it down.
At this time, I quietly crouched over, already holding the big sword in my hand. Taking advantage of the opportunity for the dean to dodge the attack from the dean, I slashed at his waist.
At this moment, I was a little surprised. I didn't expect that the dean was so stupid, and he seemed to be stupid. He looked at his lower body and upper body being separated, and an expression of disbelief suddenly broke out on his face.
I almost burst out laughing. I just tried to see if I could kill the dean in advance and avoid the tough battle I was about to face. It turned out to be a success!