Ye Qing raised her eyebrows, and walked gracefully in front of the dean.
She charming her eyes, and glanced at the guards supporting the dean.
The guards only felt that their bodies were wrapped around by a cold poisonous snake.
Instinctively, the guards let go of their support to the dean, and took a few steps back in unison.
The dean was pinched by You Gui, and his whole body was still weak.
Then Ye Qing was so angry that he vomited blood.
Without the support of the guards.
The dean fell to the ground in embarrassment.
He bared his teeth in pain, his face was ferocious, completely without the dignity and majesty he usually had.
"You...have you also been bewitched by this bitch!" The dean supported his waist, trying to stand up.
But in the next moment, a small foot stepped on his back.
The dean let out a muffled snort, and fell heavily to the ground uncontrollably.
That ferocious face was directly stepped on the ground forcibly, eating a mouthful of dust.
Before the dean was furious.
His body was suddenly lifted, turned over, and fell heavily on all fours.
The dean screamed.
Ye Qingluo approached slowly, looking down at him condescendingly: "If you want to win people's hearts, then you have to see if you treat them sincerely. Even a selfish dean like you wants to have the support of students?"
The dean's face was ashen from the humiliation.
Surprisingly, there was really no one around, who stepped forward to stop him.
Just watched him being insulted by a student.
The dean was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and strong hatred shot out from his eyes.
He slapped the ground violently, and turned his body up: "Ye Qingluo, you are courting death!"
With a roar, he slammed his palm in the direction of Yong.
That palm gathered profound profound strength.
Full of killing intent.
Ye Qingluo sneered and hooked his lips, and was about to fight back.
Suddenly, a stronger profound force blocked her face and directly pushed back the principal's palm.
The dean was backlashed, and his body flew backwards suddenly, rolling to the ground.
He clutched his chest and raised his head.
Seeing the envoy of Shangxuan Hall, he slowly withdrew the palm he swung just now.
That bony face was filled with a terrifying indifference.
"Principal Shangxuan, this envoy is not here to watch you play tricks here." The envoy's voice was very cold, and there was disdain for the principal in his tone.
He paused, and looked at Ye Qingluo: "Student Ye Qingluo said something right, a selfish person like you is really not worthy of being the dean."
The dean's face turned livid and pale for a while.
The envoy ignored the dean, but said to Ye Qingluo: "Student Ye Qingluo, the Hall Master wants to see you, not because he has any malice towards you, but just to ask you a few questions."
"I will know the question that even the palace master doesn't know?" Ye Qingluo chuckled.
"Student Ye Qingluo, you must know." The messenger insisted.
Ye Qingluo raised his eyebrows, and looked at the ghost doctor and wandering ghost beside him.
Both of them looked at the messenger with vigilance.
Seeing Ye Qingluo looking at them, You Gui immediately stepped forward and dragged Ye Qingluo behind him: "Go back and tell the palace master, the person I'm protecting is not something he can see if he wants to! Come out and find the girl!"
After a pause, he added another sentence: "And only when I am present!"
This appearance of protecting the calf warmed Ye Qing's heart.
Ye Qingluo covered Yougui's shoulder with her small hand, and patted Yougui lightly: "Teacher Yougui, don't worry, with you and Father Ghost Doctor protecting me, even if the Palace Master has bad intentions for me, I still have to think about you. "