Chapter 39 1.039 Fleeing

In this way, it was like poking a hornet's nest, and the whole classroom was filled with the sound of children laughing.

The Taoist priest stood up with a blushing face, met the suspicious eyes of Zhou Tao, the young master, and immediately scolded him in a serious manner, pounced in the direction of Master Jiang, "Evil, where to escape."

Swish, the Taoist priest rushed in front of Master Jiang and played with the peach wood sword. He swung the sword up and down, and his body moved with it. He looked extremely hard, but it really seemed like he was fighting some invisible evil spirits. generally.

Master Jiang was so angry that his face was flushed, he dodged the Taoist priest's peach wood sword from left to right, and was about to rebuke the Taoist priest.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest was really handsome for only three seconds, and he fell to the ground with his head down again. This time he fell into a daze, and there were two bloodstains in his nostrils.

The Taoist priest was anxious and angry, he jumped up with a roar, and the peach wood sword fell to the ground with a thud.

After such a cycle, all the children felt a little horrified when they saw the tragic appearance of the Taoist priest who kept standing up and falling down.

History has shown surprising similarities!

All the little classmates found out that they kept repeating an unfortunate incident. Didn't this scene happen to Zhou Xiaopang yesterday?

"Bang! Boom! Bam!" After the Taoist fell down again and again, his forehead turned red, and what was even more embarrassing was that blood dripped from his nose, all over his face.

Half an hour later, the sad Taoist priest found that Datou was finally no longer summoned by the center of the earth, but at that time he had been devastated and lost the last bit of confidence.

He stood up staggeringly, his face full of blood, his eyes bursting out, and he looked quite terrifying.

The originally blank line of sight gradually gained a certain focus, and the Taoist priest suddenly let out a shrill scream, and stumbled out of the school, leaving the Taomu sword behind his ass.

The little fat man turned pale with fright. He held the peace amulet the size of the basin on his chest tightly, followed the Taoist priest for two steps, and shouted out of breath, "Mage, Mage, what are you running for? Mage, Mage, give it to you I'm back! Don't forget that you charged my father one hundred taels of silver..."

"It's too fierce, it's too fierce! The ghosts here are too fierce! Children, you should hurry up and run! The one hundred taels of silver, the poor Taoist can't make money!"

Master Jiang was so angry that the veins on his forehead burst out. For two days in a row, Xiaopang Zhou made the whole classroom go crazy. How could he still be in the mood to teach again? All the little brats, get the hell out of here!

Qiao Mu raised his hand and touched his nose, thinking about it for a second. At this time, since the master is no longer teaching, it would be better to go up the mountain to find the secret realm of Taoyuan.

Since he had made plans before, Qiao Mu had to go to the school in the past two days, and Qiao Mu always carried the ropes, small shovels, water gourds and other tools for going up the mountain, so he did not have to go home.

She grumbled by herself until she finally left the school. Seeing that there was no one around, she circled to a trail overgrown with grass behind the school, and dashed up nimbly.

This trail is steeper and desolate than the mountain road she took Tiandao Sect up to before. She had never walked it in her previous life, and she really didn't know where it led to Mount Qilan.

Qiao Mu raised his head slightly and squinted at the withered forest that gradually merged into the sunlight.