Chapter 1787 Survival

"Teaching as an elder..."

Yun Guiyue thought about the possibilities. After all, her parents have always been gentle to others. If they were teaching as teachers, that would be normal.

But they hadn't seen each other for such a long time, and even if they were in class, there shouldn't be no one to greet them.

It's not that she thinks it shouldn't be like this, but she thinks they won't do this.

Yun Guiyue looked at the academy in front of her. Even though she had walked into the main hall, she didn't hear any sound, as if the entire academy had been slaughtered by someone.

She could not sense the aura of the disciples, and even felt that the disciple in front of her looked more and more strange and distorted.

"Senior Sister Guiyue? Let's go."

The disciple urged, Yun Guiyue followed behind him, and glanced at Mo Ling beside him. Mo Ling instantly understood what he meant, slowly slowed down his pace, then disappeared and began to search the entire academy.

Because Yun Guiyue found that he could not use his spiritual sense to detect the situation inside the academy.

"Take us to the school."

The disciple was originally led to Qianceng Peak, but Yun Guiyue noticed something was wrong and wanted to change direction, but unexpectedly the disciple changed his face immediately.

"Senior Sister Guiyue... the dean has instructed that if you come back, I will take you there as soon as possible."

"I said to go to school."

"Senior Sister Guiyue..."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Guiyue suddenly attacked the disciple. With a "bang", the disciple was slapped away by Yun Guiyue.

"puff--"

The disciple fell to the ground, spitting blood, and looked at Yun Guiyue with eyes full of resentment.

"Senior Sister Guiyue, what do you mean by this!"

He gritted his teeth, the strength in his body seemed to be rioting, but he was holding back and not letting himself explode.

Chang Qisi stepped forward and stepped on the disciple, preventing him from moving at all.

"Behave yourself!"

When the master slaps someone, it means that there must be something wrong with this person. If he still wants to resist, he will be beaten.

Yun Guiyue did not move, but just looked at the disciple who was stepped on, his eyes becoming colder and colder.

She didn't say anything nor stop him, just waited for the spiritual power in his body to continue to riot.

"you!"

The disciple's eyes became redder and redder, and at a certain moment, the surging spiritual power in his body was suddenly mixed with a hint of demonic energy!

Chang Qisi was the closest and was the first to notice something was wrong. She immediately said, "Master!"

It was this moment of distraction that caused the disciple under him to instantly stand up, and the powerful spiritual power was about to hit Chang Qisi.

The latter immediately retreated to avoid it, but the force was extremely strong and the pursuit was very close.

At the critical moment, a cold hand grabbed her from behind and brought her behind. At the same time, a burst of spiritual power suddenly shot out, knocking the disciple to the ground.

“Master…”

Chang Qisi was still in shock, and looking at Yun Guiyue she actually felt like she had survived a disaster.

She leaned half of her body against Yun Guiyue, and a familiar sense of security came over her, and her trembling soul finally calmed down.

Yun Guiyue helped her stand aside, then stretched out her hand and grabbed the disciple's neck and brought him to Yun Guiyue.

He seemed to no longer recognize who was in front of him and just wanted to attack.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his face looked like they were about to burst out, which was terrifying.

Yun Guiyue's spiritual sense forcibly penetrated into the other party's sea of ​​consciousness to observe.