Chapter 744

This man looked very refined, wearing a pair of black round glasses, with his hair combed back, and with one hand behind his waist, he was slowly walking towards her.

But the smell of blood rushed straight at her. When she opened her eyes again, the ferocious ghost was only three steps away from her. She bent down to avoid the blow, then rolled on the spot, and continued to close her eyes. run inside.

This is so strange, these are completely two scenes, her running route is according to the school's plan, she has hit at least three walls at this time, but there is no obstruction in front of her, the long and narrow corridor ends with an old staircase, that The man in the long robe followed her all the time. His speed was very slow, but he was still within twenty meters of her.

Cui Wenyan blustered and ran upstairs, recalling her current location in the real world. She should be on the top floor soon. Now that she opens her eyes, she will be in the innermost classroom on the eighth floor.

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

The distorted face was almost close to her, with a terrifying smile, and the protruding eyeballs were about to rub against the tip of her nose.

The strong stench caused her stomach to convulse. She put the Nine-curved Whip across her chest, and in the blink of an eye, the Nine-curved Whip tightly entangled the evil spirit according to her thoughts and threw it out.

Cui Wenyan bent down and retched a few times. There was indeed a classroom in front of her, which completely confirmed her guess. The psychic eyes could bring her back to before this ghost died!

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

The nine-curved whip quickly disassembled these tables and chairs. Cui Wenyan has been paying attention to the movements of this evil spirit. She needs to find an opportunity to give it a fatal blow. Although she is not yet proficient in manipulating the nine-curved whip at the moment, the brainstorming just now Control let her find a little way.

Tick, tick...

Blood droplets gradually began to scatter from the top of the classroom, like a light rain, gradually increasing. These blood drops fell around Cui Wenyan, and countless small blood splashes splashed out, which was shocking.

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

wall……

etc! ! !

Cui Wenyan rushed forward with all her strength, and at this moment, a human-shaped blood shadow appeared on the wall her back was leaning against, which was constantly twisting, and the moment she left here, the bloody face was exposed from the wall.

She tried to close her eyes and go back to the past to leave this classroom, but this time she closed her eyes, she couldn't see anything, the psychic eyes she just opened couldn't last for a long time, the blood rain kept dripping on her body, and the ground Xiaotan's blood gradually gathered.

Cui Wenyan was short of breath, and quickly fled to the door. She raised her hand, and the nine-curved whip swung the classroom door in two. She quickly broke through the door and the corridor lights in the opposite direction suddenly turned on.

The yellow light flickered on and off. The boy I had seen before was standing under the light, waving to her, with an anxious expression on his face, as if he wanted her to pass by. His clothes were also stained with blood, because he suffered a lot from the abuse just now. He was seriously injured, obviously he was afraid of Li Gui's strong resentment and did not dare to step forward.

Cui Wenyan tried his best to run towards him, and countless black arms began to spread out of the classroom behind him. This ghost has existed in the world for too long, and the less popular it is, the stronger it is. A school without student vigor is like its own at this moment. Like the purgatory field, let it wreak havoc in it.