I don’t know if the logistics department has started to make efforts or because young people talk too much in the Internet environment. In the afternoon, after the freshness passed, there were obviously fewer people talking about strange things.

Feng Xue and Lingyi still left school on time after class at 3:30, without any intention of being too lazy. According to Lingyi's words, if they were servants or demons of all spirits, she would definitely stay at school to see if she could squat some, but with the current situation, which is at least a hundred ghost level, it would be better for them to stay home in order not to cause trouble for the masters.

Feng Xue could see that Lingyi was not afraid. On the contrary, there was a strong feeling of reluctance on her body, but she forced herself to restrain herself, which made him wonder if this girl had experienced something.

Although that's what it said, since the practice has begun, we cannot stop. After returning home, Feng Xue, despite Lingyi's begging, forced a thick and long rod-like object into her hand, and then let her stand in the living room and swing hard for several hours.

Even if you are tired, you need to train, otherwise where can you achieve "intention"?

...

"Another fulfilling day..." Feng Xue lying on his bed because of his weak limbs, he almost drowned in the bathtub, and some not-so-great scenes flashed in his mind. Although he had seen the world, Yuanyang was still there in his life, and there was no way to have blood and energy. However, he has only refined essence and turned into qi now, so it is not convenient to take care of the business near the branch. He can only use the sword of intention to cut his desire and fall asleep as soon as possible...

"Bolu..."

[Daoxin: 9280, 9680 (failed)] (No, has there been a problem with this ten-digit dice recently?)

Feng Xue ended with the sound of dice in her sleep, and she felt that she had a very long dream. He dreamed that his soul was falling infinitely, as if she could never reach the end.

But the falling process seemed to completely violate the physical rules. There was no gravity acceleration or air resistance. He just maintained a speed that was neither fast nor slow, falling towards the bottomless abyss...

...

"Is this a variety show? I haven't signed anything before. Get out quickly, otherwise I will sue you for bankruptcy!"

"Where is this? I don't have money! Let me go back!"

"I don't know anything!"

“Woooooooooooo…”

"What's the noise?" Feng Xue, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by the noise in her ears. But the next moment, he suddenly shuddered because he realized that it seemed that the one lying under him was not a bed!

He was highly vigilant and protected his whole body with the sword of intention. Although he knew that something would happen, he would have died long ago, he still felt that this was more secure.

Pretending to be careless, he slowly opened his eyes. Feng Xue saw a white room that was neither dark nor bright. He could see many people in white robes. Some had woken up and became part of the noise that had woken him up before, while others were still lying on the ground, looking like they were sleeping. Except for a few people who had hoodies that couldn't see clearly, the others were teenagers around the age of twelve to eighteen.

When Feng Xue saw this scene, her first reaction was to look at her wrist and confirm that there was no extra watch or tattoo. Then she looked for a scar on her face and said, "You are the worst-quality middle-aged man this time."

After confirming that there was nothing, he reached out and touched his neck, and found that there was no strange collar, so he finally felt much more relieved.

However, at this time, he also noticed that he was wearing a white robe, which looked a bit like a white lab coat with a hoodie. The hem of the clothes was directly dragged to his ankles. However, after moving his hands, he found that it was quite fit, the only thing that made him feel awkward... vacuum.

Fortunately, the material is pretty good, and it's not unbearable.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue couldn't help but glance at the girls, but she didn't see the imaginary bumps - because there were two pockets on the chest of this white robe.

"Pocket?" Feng Xue had slowly straightened her thoughts at this time, and the failed appraisal also came into his eyes. At this time, he finally thought of a garbage module in the running group circle - Poison Soup - which everyone wanted to spit.

I carefully checked all the pockets on my body, including the two on my chest and the two on both sides of my lower abdomen, and found no gains. I patted it gently and confirmed that there should be no pockets on the inside of my clothes through the touch of my skin.

After such a round of examinations, more people woke up, and the noisy sound became violent.

After gently pinching his eyebrows, Feng Xue began to sort out his thoughts. Judging from the age of these people, they should be all junior high school or high school students. There is no doubt that this intersects with the sudden popular strange conversations in more than a dozen high schools during the day. At this moment, Feng Xue also thought of the third possibility-

At the moment when the monster talk is popular, everything is done, and no matter how the demon hunting countermeasures, the result is the same.

"But if it's only half a day, the strength of the demon shouldn't be too high, right? Isn't it solved it in minutes after taking such a lot of effort to get a demon of all spirits?" Feng Xue came up with this idea, and then he thought of his current situation. There was no doubt that he was hit.

Although it is said that it is a relationship of cheating dice, it is impossible to transfer him to a strange place without touching his spiritual consciousness without even changing his clothes. This is definitely not something that can be accomplished by one or two failures.

In other words, he should not be the essence now.

"Dream, hallucination, or something else?" Feng Xue made such a speculation. Her mind condensed and felt the sword energy wandering on her body. She felt a lot of peace of mind. Whether it was a dream or reality, as long as her thinking ability could not be limited, the sword of mind would not fail.

The question now is, what should I do next?

There were about twenty-thirty students in the room, from the age of twelve to the age of eighteen. However, for some reason, Feng Xue always felt that the situation was a bit strange now, as if there was something that he should notice but ignored.

"Is it Zero Yi?" Feng Xue's first thought of the girl separated from her by a wall. However, considering that he did not know any of the twenty or so people in front of him, he could confirm that this kind of pulling people should be random. It is normal for Zero Yi to be away. After hesitating for a while, Feng Xue sighed and silently issued instructions to the dice in her mind.

"Judgement of understanding."
Chapter completed!