"Ah!" He Jiao let out a scream. When he Jiao couldn't figure out what was going on, he Jiao was swept by a strong cold wind and fell to the ground.

He? He didn't run away!

All eyes stare at the man who fell out of the smoke gathering place. His face is almost distorted by the dog's gnawing mud.

The black light and shadow flickered slightly. A long and thin black moon sword with cold light had already pointed to the throat of he Jiao. It could take his life by a millisecond.

He Jiao's whole body is frozen, not daring to move.

The breath of the man in front of him is so strong that he dare not move. He is afraid that he will be killed by the sword in his hand.

"Attic, sir! I don't know. What do you mean? "

"Bang!" A fist wind came down from the side and landed heavily on he Jiao's face.

He immediately uttered a scream and rolled on the ground like a salted fish. In an instant, a man stepped on his belly and pressed it heavily on the ground.

The upper part of the body, which originally wanted to straighten up, was trampled down again.

"Oh, do you want to escape from my eldest brother by making a blind smoke at will?" Dao Wuji steps on the tutor he of Tianci college with a smile on his face.

"You think everyone is as stupid as you?" Dao Wuji patted he Jiao's cheek lightly with the back of his knife.

He Jiao did not escape. He was lying on the ground trembling. His eyes were even more frightened, and they were almost open.

Mo Lian holds the black moon in her hand and stares at the little salted fish on the ground with cold eyes. "You are looking for death."

He Jiao shivered down.

At the same time.

All the people in the test environment were frightened by the people of that Chenguang college.

He was just injured by the blue bird, but now he rolled back and forth on the ground. His bones seemed to be softened, and he shrank inch by inch until the whole man lay on the ground like a boneless noodle.

The scene in front of me made many female disciples scream and scream. Some even turned around and vomited with disgust.

How to turn a living person into a smooth noodle? No one knows, of course, no one dares to go up and find those bright and colorful birds to try.

All of them huddled together timidly and looked at the trees.

Before Chenguang college, the female disciple who opened to arbor asked with trembling, "Joe, Miss Qiao, is he still saved?"

Li Le points to a man who is lying on the ground as if he has no bone marrow at all.

The tree shook its head and wrapped the man's arm in a pad. When it was thrown, the arm fell to the ground like a soft noodle.

"All the bones are broken." The tree looked at the man on the ground compassionately and said, "unless there is a bone shaping divine pill, there is no way to return to heaven."

As for the bone shaping Shendan, it's not something she can make at present.

At least there is a lack of medicine.

Everyone nodded clearly, and Li Le said nothing more.

Although the people of Chenguang college are very sympathetic to their classmates, they can't force a little girl to treat her.

"Alas." The crowd sighed.

Or Li le and the noodle man prayed for a look at each other and turned to the tree.