The old man lying on his stomach didn't respond at all.
Ye Qingluo was so anxious that he didn't care that he was the master of Shangxuan Academy, so he stretched out his hand and wanted to push him.
It's just that her hand hasn't come close yet.
The arm of the sleepy old man was like a poisonous snake, he rushed forward suddenly and grabbed her slender wrist.
Ye Qingluo's eyes sank, and he pressed the old man's withered fingers with his backhand.
One forcefully broke free from his grip.
"Who is it! Who dares to touch me when I'm sleeping!"
The old man was freed, and he came to his senses, howled angrily and slammed the table to stand up.
Ye Qingluo saw the appearance of the old man clearly.
The old man was over half a century old, with a thin body, a square face, and a white beard.
No matter how you look at it, he is just an ordinary old man.
But…
Ye Qingluo couldn't ignore his piercing eyes.
Very sharp and shiny.
When he saw that standing in front of him was a seemingly weak woman, his expression became even uglier.
"Master Justice, I want to admit defeat for my younger brother!" Ye Qingluo said immediately.
"Don't admit defeat, don't bother me!" The old man waved his hand with an impatient look on his face.
"It's just a competition, is your academy trying to kill people?" Ye Qingluo's eyes were full of anxiety, she didn't know what happened to the ring.
But she understands that if she doesn't end Xiao Yu's competition sooner, she's afraid...
Xiao Yu's life really cannot be saved.
"Skills are not as good as people, even if you die, you are still alive..."
The old man's disapproving words were interrupted before he finished speaking.
because…
The little girl in front of her turned her palm, and the bowl of cold water on the table floated straight into the air and directly covered the old man's head.
The action is called swift, and that is called without hesitation!
Ye Qingluo's eyes were cold, and his tone was also frosted: "The skills are inferior to others? If it is true that the skills are inferior to others, I will not say a word!"
She sneered, and looked directly at the old man: "The dignified Xuan Academy, during the ability assessment, the students used illegal things for the competition and didn't realize it. This is the lack of supervision of your academy!"
However, the masters around did not listen to Ye Qingluo's words at all.
They looked at Ye Qingluo in surprise.
Are they dazzled
Someone actually dared to pour water on the head of Old Yougui
Who is the ghost old man!
This is an existence that no one dares to provoke in the entire academy.
The entire Shangxuan Academy can be tied with the old man Yougui, and you can count them on one finger!
the most important is…
This wandering ghost old man is a crazy old man.
Even the dean had to avoid him when he saw him!
How dare this yellow-haired girl provoke the old man Yougui
This is definitely the rhythm of killing people!
Just when the masters were pushing and pushing, trying to push someone out to ease the old man's temper...
You Gui calmly took the bowl off his head and wiped his face: "What space is it?"
"Three hundred and two!"
You Gui swept away his sleeve robe, and a miniature picture of the Shangxuan Pagoda quickly appeared in front of him.
His hand lightly touched the screen.
Immediately, the No. 302 ring disappeared from the screen.
At the same time, Ziling's shrill scream sounded from the square: "Eighth Young Master! Eighth Young Master!"
Ye Qingluo's heart trembled, his brows furrowed into a ball.
He bowed his hands to You Gui and thanked him, then immediately turned around and walked towards the direction of the sound.
"Wait." You Gui called her from behind.
Ye Qingluo's ears were filled with Zi Ling's two screams just now, and he didn't pay attention to You Gui's voice.
Exercising the footwork under his feet, his figure turned into an afterimage and quickly disappeared in front of You Gui.
You Gui looked at the direction where Ye Qingluo disappeared, stroked the mustache, and smiled meaningfully, his eyes were bright...