The villain has a white moonlight

And the third camel who came to the corridor quickly glanced at the group of people. Seeing that the person who came was not what he thought, his nervous expression relaxed a little, and his back, which had been stretched a little due to tension, returned to normal.

As soon as the third camel came out, there were three silhouettes "swiping" on the back of Ji Wuxian's side, and jumped out from the back door of the classroom, quickly occupying the best place to watch the play.The woman who ran the fastest was naturally Miss Xie, and holding hands with her close friend and cousin Dong Gongfu, the one who trot on the catwalk at the end was the little boy Xiao Wanyin.

Xiao Wanyin was the youngest in their class, with mediocre qualifications. When he first came to the academy, he was always bullied by a few rambunctious youths.Once Xie Niyu was passing by, and saw those bad kids snatching Xiao Wanyin's fan and throwing it into Hualien Lake, and said some bad things, so she raised her eyebrows and walked over a few steps, fattening those kids on the spot. After beating them up, they put their hands on their hips and scolded them. From then on, no one in the academy dared to bully Xiao Wanyin, and Xiao Wanyin always liked to follow Xie Niyu like a little tail, and Xie Niyu always liked to follow Xie Niyu. He takes good care of him and takes him with him whenever he finds it interesting.

Ji Wuxian caressed her forehead, Miss Xie thought it was lively but Xiao Wanyin didn't seem to think that, the poor child didn't want to go but still didn't stop, following behind with a frowning look on his face, it looked really distressing .

"Ha." Ji Wuxian shook his head with a smile, lazily leaning against the wall, looking at the place where there is drama, his position is next to the corridor and the window, which is also a good place for viewing.

The dozen or so people that the third camel was facing were both men and women. When the third camel came out, they rushed up with a "wow", surrounding him, and a white chrysanthemum suddenly bloomed in the spacious corridor.

"Hey, parents, you're putting me under so much pressure!" the third son of the camel sighed.

And Ji Wuxian looked at the group of people, saying that it is not an exaggeration to say that they are dressed in sackcloth and filial piety. At first glance, they really look like someone who died in the family and just finished the funeral, but the clothes are not just mourning clothes.

The robes and skirts of the visitors are all white and plain onyx, the lapel is the left lapel, and there are large white chrysanthemums embroidered on the clothes. Everyone's face is painted pale and pale with thick powder, and the corners of the eyes are all slanted and flying red. The temples and lips are stained with blood, as if they are going to be buried or have already been buried but turned into wild ghosts and ran out. If ordinary people see it, they will probably feel very scary.

Ji Wuxian raised his eyebrows, and saw that each of them had a string of silk-wrapped silver bells tied around their wrists, and he understood that these people dressed themselves up like white-faced ghosts because they practiced the same ghost way.

The Zixiao Academy has set restrictions on spells, not all monsters can enter, and ghost cultivators are usually not allowed to enter. This group of ghost cultivators can enter, or they are let in as parents.

Although Zixiao Academy does not have a school of ghost cultivators, if there are ghost cultivators who want to abandon the ghost way and cultivate the immortal way, the academy will still treat them equally with the immortal way, and those who pass the assessment will be accepted by the academy.

It's just that those descendants of the Tang family are really inferior products among the inferior products, Ji Wuxian frowned slightly, a little concerned about what methods the Tang family used to get the school to accept them.

The people who came were all very aggressive. Originally, this kind of ghostly and windy thing could still bluff people, but when the leader of the group opened his mouth, it was completely useless. He only heard him use a loud voice. The male duck shouted: "Stop talking nonsense! Where is that Wang Ruoxi?"

It was a group of miscellaneous fish, and Ji Wuxian felt that it was not interesting for a moment. It would be more interesting to watch them make up a pumpkin.

But he has no melons or tools at hand, and there is a lush pot of bluegrass on the window sill, but he is even less interested in pulling weeds. Compared with copying the school rules, watching a theater is more comfortable, just look at it casually. That's it.

Camel Ah San just said calmly: "No noise is allowed in Zixiao Academy..."

The others yelled and interrupted him like a group of noisy ducks: "Help me, hand me over!" "Now that things are going on, do any of you want to take him somewhere to hide?"

It was not a drake voice.

It turned out to be a group of male duck voices! ! !

"Wang Ruoxi is already being punished." The third Luotuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying not to lose his composure, and said calmly.

"Oh? How was it punished?"

"The academy has its own rules and regulations."

"That won't work, what if you release the water and deliberately take sides?" One of the corners of the demon path was very sure.

"The old man has always punished according to the rules, and never favoritism."

"Ghosts believe you! Isn't the Langya Wang family a big patron of your school? It's strange that you dare to punish seriously?!" The second corner of the demon path was full of doubts.

"We only have one request, to hand over Wang Ruoxi!" The third corner of the demon path angrily said with a fist.

After listening to their yelling quietly, the third son of the camel calmly said: "Firstly, please follow me to the Zizhu Guest House, and listen to the whole story. This is the lesson..."

"Wherever I want to say, our well-behaved children of the Tang family, on the first day, the first day when we reported to your school, we encountered such abominable school violence. Do you still want to be irresponsible?! It’s like nobody here, don’t pay attention, don’t listen, don’t ask!” A woman suddenly sat down on the spot, threw herself on the floor, cried, and beat her chest, crying in a very exaggerated way.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing where she was singing.

"Well, this auntie, it's not campus violence, it's the little brothers of the Tang family who caused trouble first!" The upright young man Xiao Wanyin hugged the pillar, leaned out half of his body, blinked his big deer-like eyes, and said softly .

"Bad drama, boring, do you really think that some people like to watch logic-dead smugness?" Dong Gongfu rolled her eyes, and leaned on the railing to look through the notebook in her hand very bored.

"The one who flirts first is just self-deprecating." Xie Niyu sneered.

The third camel coughed: "Students all return to their seats to read."

The woman's performance was interrupted, and her face, which was covered with such a thick layer of powder, could instantly lose her facial nerves. It can be seen that she was really blown out of anger, and she was stunned for a long time before crying: "What do you mean? Meaning! Shouldn’t you teachers visit and care for the injured? Shouldn’t you fellow practitioners comfort our children? But you didn’t do anything, just sat here and mocked our victim’s family Why, why, do you want to treat our family’s children so cruelly? You hurt our dear baby, and you still want to make him a door frame for you to trample on?! Why are your hearts so vicious! You This group of heart-wrenching murderers!"

Ji Wuxian shook her head when she heard that, Xie Niyu rolled her eyes, and Dong Gongfu next to her said directly: "I'm afraid it's not a crazy ball."

The expressions on the faces of the other fellow practitioners were also very exciting. They obviously did nothing, but in the blink of an eye they became gangsters in the mouth of the woman, and they were speechless.

Only the upright young man Xiao Wanyin asked with a puzzled expression, "Auntie, are you talking about the threshold? Only a small wall ax can step on the door frame!"

"Wang Ruoxi's motherless retribution, dare to bully the young masters of the Tang family! I don't care about it! Anyway," the woman was choked, and then rolled her eyes in anger, and stopped performing, got up viciously Said: "Wang Ruoxi has to be disabled even if she is not disabled, this is the only way to get by!"

At first, everyone just took it as a joke, but when she said the next sentence, all the cabbages felt a chill at the same time.

The woman's voice changed, it was hoarse and sharp, her scarlet lips opened and closed, hissing like a poisonous snake, and all the words she spit out were vicious words: "Or, let someone else be chosen to replace him, and his intestines will be ripped open, otherwise……"

The woman's gaze crossed the crowd and stopped on Ji Wuxian who was standing by the window.

Before she looked over, Ji Wuxian also frowned, no, it wasn't a miscellaneous fish, something was hiding the ghostly aura on those people before.

"Tch." Meeting that sinister gaze, Ji Wuxian snorted coldly, still leaning lazily, raising his hand to touch the bamboo flute in his arms.

"Otherwise what?" But there was a clear and cold voice.

Hearing the sound, Ji Wuxian let go of his hand suddenly, and then stood up straight.

"Master Lan is here!" The little cabbages secretly said in unison, one by one showing a serious look.

Even Dong Gongfu stuffed the flip-flopping notebook into her big sleeve with quick eyes and hands, and frowned, looking very worried about the situation.

Even if the other party's eyes are tied with white silk, they can't see them at all.

Ji Wuxian looked at the people who came, and in the dim light of the lights, Lan Xizhi carried a flowing light sword on his back and held a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand. His white clothes were like snow, and the blue lotus patterns were like ripples in a green pool, following him as he walked.

"Xizhi is really pretty." A voice sounded in Ji Wuxian's heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise, and he murmured, "It's really pretty."

"Who are you?" The leader of Tang's Ghost Cultivators took a step back, even though he was still trying to force his voice, and the group of Ghost Cultivators behind him also took a step back.

"Answer my question." Lan Xizhi's tone became colder.

Only then did Ji Wuxian come to his senses, Lan Xizhi seemed...a little angry?

Not only him, but all the little cabbages could see that Lan Xizhi was angry, and they were also a little surprised. Does the gentle and gentle son of Lan's parents usually look like this when he is angry.

"I...we will..." The male duck voice was speechless.

However, the snarky parents from before grinned and raised their fingers: "Blood sacrifice!"

Suddenly there was a dark wind on the ground, and the silver bells tied to the hands of Tang's people rang in unison, crisp but chaotic, not at all pleasant to the ear, and the sound of the bells was even more haunted by crying ghosts, as if there were many ghosts and evil spirits, eager to rush out of the bells Outside, waiting for the master to let go of the rope that strangles his neck, and start a killing.

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