"What happened here before?"

Chu Yao could see that the reason why Zhou Zipiao still exists in this world.

There is only one reason: she is devouring other souls, and without even noticed it herself.

Several girls were still screaming, and the teacher stood aside very smartly, comforting the screaming female classmates.

From time to time, he even looked at Chu Yao with his eyes.

She also seems to want to know the topic they are talking about.

Zhou Zipiao nodded. There seemed to be nostalgia in her eyes, and then she was in pain, and finally covered her head with annoyance.

Looking at Zhou Zipiao who was about to ramble with his head covered, Chu Yao silently took out a talisman from her arms.

He hit Zhou Zipiao's body.

When the talisman penetrated Zhou Zipiao's body, her emotions slowly began to calm down.

Until it calms again.

"Can you tell me what happened here before?"

Zhou Zipiao looked at Chu Yao and finally began to tell the story that belonged to her.

It turned out that sixty years ago, it was still a junior high school.

Zhou Zipiao is a student in Class 8, Grade 3, this school.

At that time, the teaching building had eight floors, and she was a student on the eight floor.

In the third year of junior high school, it is well known that it is an important stage for entering a key high school.

They are very busy every day, busy reviewing and getting into a good high school.

Zhou Zipiao is one of their best academic performance in middle school.

I go to and finish class with good classmates every day, and it seems that there is no pressure to go to school.

The other one studied hard, occasionally looking at Zhou Zipiao with envious and hatred eyes.

"Zi Piao, look at Wu Jingjing."

A friend reminded Zhou Zipiao.

When Zhou Zipiao heard the friend’s reminder, she looked up at Wu Jingjing, and happened to meet her envious, jealous and hatred eyes.

Zhou Zipiao didn't care at all. If he cared about it, what would happen next wouldn't happen.

Even if Zhou Zipiao didn't care, her friends couldn't stand it.

She called someone who was usually like a little girl in the class, and went to find trouble for Wu Jingjing every day after school without telling her.

"Wu Jingjing, you, the second child who has been a three-year-old, why should you look at our son with that look?"

After Zhou Zipiao's friend finished speaking, he kicked Wu Jingjing hard.

“Um…”

Wu Jingjing, who was kicked in the middle of the abdomen, covered her stomach in pain and squatted down helplessly.

It happened a coincidence that Zhou Zipiao left school at this time and was about to go home.

She saw Zhou Zipiao instinctively trying to stop her...

However, Zhou Zipiao's friends and the little girls covered his mouth.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Looking at Zhou Zipiao who was walking further and further away, Wu Jingjing struggled.

The more she struggled, the tighter they covered.

She was not let go until Zhou Zi drifted away.

It was another beating, and Zhou Zipiao's friend left.

"Haha, I'm so cowardly and want to complain to Zipiao, just dream."

"Yes, Zipiao is the top student in our class. How could this ten thousand-year-old second brother be able to compare with it?"

They discussed walking out of the dark school passage, leaving Wu Jingjing who had been beaten and curled into a bunch.

Wu Jingjing, who was beaten, had tears in her eyes and held her hands tightly.

Close your eyes and leave tears.

After a long time, she got up from the ground with pain.

There is an unpredictable hatred in my eyes, and I am practicing talking in my mouth:

"Zhou Zipiao, it's Zhou Zipiao again.

It would be great if there was no Zhou Zipiao in this world.

Yes, if I hadn't been Zhou Zipiao, I wouldn't have been bullied.
Chapter completed!