Zhang Ziyou pressed against the wall, held her breath, and quietly waited for the people ahead to slowly come.

"Senior brother, what class will be taken tonight?"

"Human experiment! Anatomy class, go quickly, don't be late, the teacher is so fierce!"

"It's an anatomy again? I've vomited when I look at those people's internal organs!"

"There is no way, this is a compulsory course. If we want to enter the technical department in the future, we must learn these things. Don't complain. If we learn it well, we are much more comfortable than the disciples in other departments!"

“That’s true.”

Two young men in white laboratory suits walked out and talked to each other and walked directly past Zhang Ziyou, without noticing Zhang Ziyou's existence at all.

Watching the two young men gradually walk away, Zhang Ziyou frowned, "Human experiment? Anatomy class?"

"Will they use living people to experiment? These damn guys!" Zhang Ziyou stomped his feet hard, "Xiao Shi, let's go over and take a look!"

At this time, the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword began to shake.

"Then don't care about the locator for now. It's important to save people. At worst, I can come back next time!" Zhang Ziyou made a decision directly, gave up looking for the locator, and followed the two young men.

Soon, Zhang Ziyou followed the two young men to a huge laboratory, where there were already many people, all wearing white experimental suits.

The laboratory is surrounded by transparent glass. Through the glass, Zhang Ziyou could see an old man in his eighties standing in the middle of the crowd holding a scalpel, explaining something.

"Xiao Shi, can you beat that old man?" Zhang Ziyou put it on the glass and looked at the old man carefully, feeling that his strength was unfathomable.

After hearing Zhang Ziyou's words, the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword shook a few times, indicating that he could do it.

Feeling the confidence coming from the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword, Zhang Ziyou smiled, and without saying anything, she touched it directly.

There are many various instruments and equipment in this laboratory, most of which are running, but I don’t know what it is for.

Zhang Ziyou walked into the laboratory carefully, quietly walked to the group of people wearing white experimental uniforms, and looked at the anatomy table in front of the old man.

On the anatomical table, there was a little girl, about twelve or thirteen years old. She closed her eyes and didn't move. It seemed that she was anesthetized!

"hateful!"

When Zhang Ziyou saw that the person who was dissected turned out to be a little girl, she suddenly felt angry!

"Huh?" One person seemed to notice the abnormal movement behind him, turned around in confusion, but anything strange appeared.

"Is it my illusion?" The man frowned slightly.

"Tang Yuan! Don't be absent in class!"

At this time, the old man yelled out directly, scaring the person who showed up and moved behind him and jumped.

"I was wrong teacher!" Tang Yuan quickly stood up and looked straight at the old man and apologized.

"Have you learned all this knowledge?" The old man looked at Tang Yuan fiercely and said, "In the future, you will be the most top technical talents in the sect, so you can't show any sign of relaxation!"

"There are no idle people in the door!" The old man looked around at the students present, then looked at Tang Yuan and shouted: "Come here!"

Tang Yuan walked over with his head down, feeling uneasy.

"This time you come and demonstrate to other students how to dissect this girl."

"I, I'll do it?" Tang Yuan looked at the scalpel handed over by the old man and his body trembled, "Old, teacher, I can't do it."

"I told you to do it! I dare not dissect such an experimental subject without any resistance. How can I dissect Yi Ren in the future?" The old man slapped Tang Yuan in the head, "If you are wrong, you are wrong. Don't be afraid of doing wrong things when studying. Everyone is constantly improving through mistakes!"

The old man's expression became kind again, he gently placed the scalpel on Tang Yuan's hand, and then stepped back.

"Students, let's see how Tang Yuan dissected this time. I will explain to you the easy things to make mistakes." The old man turned around and looked at the other students and said with a smile.

It seems that the life of the little girl lying on the dissection table is as cheap as a teenage mouse!

What's even more terrifying is that although the people around them have fear in their eyes, they are all afraid of being disgusted, and there is no such consciousness that they want to dissect a little girl!

Tang Yuan held the scalpel in his hand, looked at the little girl lying on the dissection table, swallowed hard, and then put on gloves and walked forward gradually.

Tang Yuan shook his hand with a scalpel and slashed at the little girl's head.

"Don't be nervous!" The old man yelled from the side, scaring Tang Yuan, "It's even a simple dissection that will make you nervous. What should you do in the future? Are you the elites you have cultivated in the school?"

"I understand! When Tang Yuan heard the old man's words, he was shocked, his hands stopped trembling, and he immediately stepped down with the knife.

At this moment, Tang Yuan's head suddenly flew into the air, and blood splattered everywhere!

Everyone present was stunned and watched Tang Yuan's headless body fall to the ground.

"You guys who are inhumane, today I will send you to hell!"

Zhang Ziyou finally couldn't help it and walked out of the invisible state. There was a red light flowing on her body. The red light emitted from the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword continued to pour into Zhang Ziyou's body, making half of Zhang Ziyou's body turn slightly red.

"Who are you?" The old man looked at Zhang Ziyou and his eyes darkened, "How did you get here?"

"You don't need to know this," Zhang Ziyou stared at the old man with a slightly curled mouth, "You just need to know that I'm here to take your lives!"

"So naive! A little girl actually spoke wildly. The young man is becoming more and more impetuous now!" The old man smiled and shook his head, then his eyes became vicious, staring at Zhang Ziyou and shouted in a low voice: "Do you really think that the headquarters of the Shadow Gate Huang Pavilion is so easy to break into?"

The old man roared out, and then the entire base began to emit a harsh alarm, and countless elite disciples from the Shadow Gate rushed to the laboratory.

"Hmph! I haven't said anything more to you, so die!" Zhang Ziyou waved forward with the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword, and more than a dozen students wearing white experimental suits were cut in half by the sword energy swinged by the magic sword!

Screams filled the entire laboratory!

The old man's face was as gloomy as water, his eagle-eyed sharp eyes stared at Zhang Ziyou, and the spiritual power in his body began to activate.

"It seems you have a good one! It's time for me to move this old bone!"

"It seems that I haven't taken action for ten years. You are very xìng    yùn, you are going to die under my hands!" The old man's mouth curled up.

"The teacher is going to take action!" The living student was still in shock, and felt the terrifying power burst out from the old man's body!

"What kind of strength does Huang Gewei, who is closest to the strength of the Pavilion Master, have the teacher?" A student looked at the old man with a flash of splendor in his eyes and suddenly became excited!

Zhang Ziyou looked at the old man who exuded a terrifying aura, his lips pursed, his eyes flashed with blood, and he whispered: "Xiao Shi, kill him!"
Chapter completed!