Jun Qingwu narrowed her cold eyes, her sharp and clear eyes seemed to want to see Ye Qingluo from the depths of her soul.
Ye Qingluo smiled lightly, and leaned a little closer to meet her eyes.
After a while, Jun Qingwu closed her eyes and said calmly: "Yes, I saved you for a purpose. But I'm not interested in being a witness."
This girl is honest.
Ye Qingluo chuckled softly: "Okay, then I won't force you."
Jun Qingwu glanced indifferently at the direction the dean was hiding in: "I've returned to the class of gods, and you owe me a favor, please remember."
Ye Qingluo smiled wryly.
The last thing she wanted was to owe favors.
Unfortunately, what this girl wants is favors.
It seems that this girl's purpose of saving her is quite complicated.
However, the appearance of Jun Qingwu prevented her from using the Thunderbolt Art, and also quickly dealt with the black mist monster, so that she would not waste too much time.
Ye Qingluo raised her lips, her brows and eyes were peaceful: "I've made a note."
Jun Qingwu said nothing more, turned around and left.
Just like when she came, mysterious, noble and elegant.
"The matter is settled, come out." Ye Qingluo said quietly.
The dean crawled out from the haystack beside him, with a few stray hairs on his head and grass clippings on his clothes.
He poked his head out: "Just now...that little girl is your helper?"
The dean was too far away to hear the conversation between Ye Qingluo and the woman.
It was only through the gap between the haystacks that Ye Qingluo and the woman seemed to be extremely close.
Ye Qingluo shook his head, raised his hand and pulled the black robe on his body to cover himself more tightly, then changed his tone, and said indifferently: "That's a student of God's class, don't you know him?"
"God's class?" The dean was startled, looked around, and there was indeed no danger, and then he walked out from the haystack, "The matter of the god's class has never been under the control of the college, as for the god's class I don't know any students."
Ye Qing raised his eyebrows.
It seems that trying to get news about that woman from the dean's mouth is not feasible.
Forget it, anyway, she still has a month to spend in the class of gods.
Always figure out the purpose of that woman.
Ye Qingluo glanced at Yun Xiang who was lying on the ground, unable to move: "I will leave the rest to you, don't let me down."
This sentence made the dean a little displeased.
He has always been the one calling the shots.
Now he is passive, listening to the orders of a strange woman.
Of course, he had no choice.
The dean vented his hatred on Yun Xiang.
His eyes were ruthless, he clenched his fists, and after regaining some strength under Ye Qingluo's elixir, he walked straight towards Yunxiang.
Looking at the dean's extremely resentful pace.
Ye Qingluo curled her lips slightly, and quietly disappeared into the Shangxuan training forest.
...
It didn't arrive at Mao the next day.
A sensational incident occurred in Shangxuan Academy, and the whole academy was awakened.
It was when the academy guards were on patrol, outside the training forest, they found the dean covered in scars and almost dying, and Yun Xiang, who was clutching his neck tightly.
Next to it, there were four people in black robes.
Cloud heard the sound and rushed over.
Quickly send the dean to the medical hall.
The dean was seriously injured, both internal and external.
Yun Xiang also suffered internal injuries, and his throat was injured by the shock of profound strength, so he was unable to speak.
Those four men in black robes were already dead.
After being verified by the cloud, it is a person from the dark forces.
This verification stunned the elders who heard the news.
People from the dark forces still appear in Shangxuan Academy
Why didn't any of them notice
The dean was injured like this, obviously he suffered a huge attack!