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Xueba Tianshi was once a scumbag 13

The man looked very gentle, wearing a pair of round black glasses, his hair was combed to the back, and his hand was behind his waist, and he was slowly walking towards her.

The smell of blood rushed over and opened her eyes again. The hideous ghost was only three steps away from her. She bent down and dodged a blow, then rolled on the spot, continued to close her eyes, in this old building

Run inside.

This is so strange. These are two completely different scenes. The route she ran according to the school's plan. At this time, she had already hit at least three walls, but her face was unobstructed. At the end of the narrow corridor was an old staircase.

The man in a robe followed her all the time. His speed was very slow, but he was always less than twenty meters away from her.

Cui Wenyan ran upstairs and ran directly upstairs while recalling her current location in the real world. She should be about to reach the top floor. Now, when she opened her eyes, she would be in the innermost classroom on the eighth floor.

The footsteps never stopped. She felt the coldness around her body getting heavier and heavier. The ghost was very close to her at this moment. She had to stop at the corner of the eighth floor, leaned against the wall, and then opened her eyes.

The twisted face was almost against her, her smile was terrifying, and the prominent eyeball was about to rub against the tip of her nose.

The strong fishy smell made her stomach cramp. She spread the Jiuqu whip across her chest. In the flash, Jiuqu whip tightly entangled the evil ghost according to her thoughts and threw it out.

Cui Wenyan bent down and retching a few times. There was indeed a classroom in front of him. It was completely confirmed with her guess that the psychic eye could actually allow her to return to the death of this evil ghost!

The unwilling roar of the evil ghost came again, and the tables and chairs in the classroom were lifted up and all of them were smashed at her.

Jiuqu Whip quickly decomposed these tables and chairs. Cui Wenyan has been paying attention to the movements of this evil ghost. She needs to find an opportunity to give it a fatal blow. Although she is not able to master Jiuqu Whip at this moment, the mind that has just been inspired.

Control made her find a way.

Tick, tick...

Blood drops gradually began to scatter from the top of the classroom, as if it was a light rain, gradually increasing. The blood drops fell around Cui Wenyan, and countless small blood flowers were splashed, which was shocking.

The evil ghost disappeared after being whipped, but Cui Wenyan knew that it should have hidden in the wall.

wall……

etc!!!

Cui Wenyan rushed forward with force under her feet. At this moment, a human-shaped blood shadow appeared on the wall she was leaning against, and it was constantly twisting. The moment she left here, the bloody face was exposed from the wall.

She tried to close her eyes and continue to go back to the past to leave the classroom, but this time she closed her eyes and saw nothing. The psychic eyes that had just opened could not last for a long time. The blood rain kept dripping on her body, and the ground was also

Gradually, the small beach blood was gathered.

Cui Wenyan's breathing was rapid and he quickly ran to the door. He raised his hand and waved the classroom door into two sections. She quickly broke out and the corridor lights in the opposite direction suddenly lit up.

The yellow lights flickered and the boy I had seen before was standing under the lights, waving to her, his face anxious, as if he wanted her to go over, his clothes were stained with blood, because he was suffering very much as he was abused just now.

The severe injury was obviously afraid of the strong resentment of the evil spirit and did not dare to step forward.

Cui Wenyan ran towards him with all his might, and countless black arms began to spread out in the classroom behind him. This evil ghost has existed in the world for too long. The less popular it is, the stronger it is. The school without students' vitality is like it at this moment.

Like the purgatory field, let it rage in it.


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