The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

"Really, really?" Chen Wenbin looked at Xuan Yuan in disbelief, his face full of ecstasy. He stood up suddenly and walked back and forth in front of the piano several times, unable to conceal his excitement, "Are you serious? ? Can you really reincarnate me?"

The eyes in the narrow phoenix eyes flickered, as if there was a dark and clear smile. Xuan Yuan hummed softly, and his voice was clear and clear, like broken jade casting beads: "It's true."

Raising his slender right hand, Xuan Yuan handed the object in his palm to Chen Wenbin's eyes: "This is reincarnation grass. It is a strange grass that grows beside the Forgotten River. It grows with the flower of the other side. It is the treasure of the underworld. It can make people wander in the world. The ghosts who cannot reincarnate in this world have another chance to enter reincarnation again. "

Dragging between Xuan Yuan's slender white palms was a piece of green grass, only about two fingers long. The green fluorescence flowing on the grass was very gorgeous, and it was faintly shining, making it look very unusual.

"You, how do you have such a thing? Who are you?" After hearing the description of the reincarnation grass, Chen Wenbin's eyes first flashed with a touch of ecstasy, and then he looked at Xuan Yuan with a little suspicion. I understand how he could come up with something like this even though he looks ordinary.

This reincarnation grass is so magical, how could it be taken out from the hands of a young student who looks like a student. Who is he...? Or maybe he was simply lying and there was no reincarnation grass at all.

"This has nothing to do with you. Whether you believe it or not, this turning grass is given to you. If you are willing, you can take it and reincarnate. If you are not willing, it doesn't matter if you throw it away." Xuan Yuan said calmly. When he smiled, his expression was indifferent and extremely calm.

He casually placed the reincarnation grass in his hand on the piano, then turned to a few people and said calmly and calmly: "Let's go to the next place."

Su Mengmeng and the others looked at each other in silence for a few times, their little eyes fluttering, and they seemed to have some deep meaning. Xuan Yuan turned a deaf ear to their glances and took the lead to leave the piano room as if nothing had happened.

Kick, kick, kick.

Because time was limited, they did not go down the stairs slowly, but hurried down very quickly. Amidst the sound of footsteps going down the stairs, Su Mengmeng and the others hesitated for a long time, but they still couldn't hold it back.

They looked at each other for a few times, their little eyes darting wildly, and they made a decision through discussion with their eyes. Finally, Chi Zhi asked: "Well, President, are you, that reincarnation grass you said true? You, what are you talking about?" How could there be such a thing?"

Although the other people did not speak, Chi Zhi was their spokesperson. Obviously, the questions Chi Zhi asked were also of concern and puzzlement to them.

They even doubted whether their president was the real Lou Shaojun. After all, even ghosts appeared on this campus. What else could not happen? What if the president is possessed by some lonely ghost?

Now that I think about it, the president who has always insisted that the club can only have seven people suddenly brings someone to participate in their courage test meeting is a very strange thing. Could it be that... the president has been possessed a long time ago?

Did he deliberately bring us to this campus for some kind of courage test, and did he kill them for some reason?

But that's not right. Although the president proposed the courage test meeting, the location was decided by the vice president. Even the thirteen rumors in the old school building were investigated and understood by the vice president.

Being stunned by Xuan Yuan's actions, Su Mengmeng and others couldn't help but start thinking wildly. Their imaginations were really wide open, and all kinds of doubts or fears were involuntarily generated in their hearts. .

Lu Xiaoqi bit her lip and said anxiously: "We don't have much time, so we'd better not discuss these issues and find the location of the next supernatural legend as soon as possible."

Chi Zhi shook his head slowly but firmly: "No, I want to know the answer. Because..." He took a deep breath, his expression a bit obscure, "We are not sure now whether you are the real president, right? Worthy of our trust.”

Su Mengmeng lowered her head, her face covered by huge black-framed glasses, making it difficult for people to see the expression on her face. She said dullly: "If you are not the president, but someone else, then we If we act together like this, what if something happens?"

"So no matter what, we all want to know the answer." Su Mengmeng raised her head, her fat round face full of seriousness, "We must make sure that you are the real president before we can trust you. I can work with you to get out of this dangerous old campus.”

Xuan Yuan murmured softly, with an expression that was half a smile but not a smile on his handsome face. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, his long eyebrows were raised slightly, his expression was as cold as the snow on a cold mountain, and he only smiled lightly and said: "Oh, is that so? "

He still looked indifferent but slightly cold, and he remained indifferent and calm in the face of several people's suspicions, as if he didn't care. Even when he was pointed out to his face that there was a problem with his identity, he remained very calm.

Turning his head and thinking for a moment, Xuan Yuan suddenly raised his lips and smiled: "I am indeed not Lou Shaojun, and I am possessed by him."

"What!!!" Su Mengmeng and others couldn't help but exclaimed, and then took a few steps back in panic, avoiding Xuan Yuan, as if they didn't dare to get close. Even Lu Xiaoqi had a look on his face. Shocked and horrified——

However, the reason for her panic was different from others.

"You don't need to know who I am, but just know that I have no ill will towards you, otherwise you... would have died long ago." Xuanyuan's lips curled slightly, "I came here to save Lou Shaojun's life."

Xuanyuan's words did not make the few people give up their vigilance. They still looked at Xuanyuan with vigilance and anxiety. Yan Xingping, who was a little irritable, was the first to express his dissatisfaction: "What are you bragging about? You are alone against the six of us, what do you want to do to us?"

"Do you need me to prove it?" Xuanyuan smiled lightly, without any dissatisfaction, as if he had a good temper (...), "Prove to you that I have the ability to kill you at will."

"This should prove that I have no ill will. After all, if I wanted to deal with you, why would I wait until now for you to find out?" Long eyebrows were slightly raised, with a clear smile in his phoenix eyes. Xuanyuan's expression was indifferent, and his voice was cold and slightly magnetic.

Lu Xiaoqi covered his face with his hands, hiding his sympathetic and helpless look, and tried not to show an expression of gloating. Ah, Yan Xingping, and other classmates, have a good journey, and have a safe journey...

Yan Xingping and his friends obviously didn't know that Lu Xiaoqi was secretly sympathizing with them. After looking at each other for a few times, they understood the meaning in each other's eyes and nodded heavily, saying, "Okay, prove it to us, and we will believe you."

The smile in Xuanyuan's phoenix eyes deepened, he nodded slightly, and his voice was clear and transparent: "As you wish."

The slender right hand was slightly raised, and Xuanyuan's index finger and middle finger were put together to form a sword, and it was lightly drawn in the air as if casually-

Bang!

A sword mark four or five meters wide and dozens of meters long suddenly appeared in the open space in front of the music teaching building. The sword mark was two or three meters deep, and it actually drew a deep groove on a piece of concrete ground.

Su Mengmeng and the other six people clearly saw that the man who claimed to be possessed by Lou Shaojun had no power, no preparation, and even no serious attitude. He just casually drew a line in the air with his fingers.

But just with such a casual stroke, he created such a terrifying deep ditch. Such strength... As he said, if he really had ill intentions towards them, what could they use to resist?

It only took one move for the six of them to die in his hands.

"You, who are you? Are you a supernatural being, or a legendary immortal cultivator?" Su Mengmeng's voice trembled, but with a different kind of surprise and excitement, "Are there really cultivators who can move mountains and seas and live as long as the sky?"

They are all high school students, who haven't read some fantasy novels? At this time, Xuanyuan showed his skills, which inevitably made everyone imagine, a cultivator, if the description in the novel is true, then he, who claims to be possessed by Lou Shaojun, is not a living immortal?

Living Immortal Xuanyuan: …………

Su Mengmeng was just curious, and the other few people had also read immortal novels, and at this time they couldn't help but ask: "Are you really a cultivator? Then can you fly with a sword? Is there a way? Can you make pills? Uh, there are really cultivators in this world! "

Xuan Yuan listened to their questions with a smile, and when they finished their questions, he smiled faintly: "The most important thing now is to leave this old campus, and we should hurry to go to other places."

"As for who I am and whether I am a cultivator, is it important for the current situation?" Xuan Yuan's smile deepened, "First of all, I am only responsible for ensuring the safety of Lou Shaojun, and I am not responsible for other people."

The originally lively scene became silent again. After Su Mengmeng and the others looked at each other for a few times, they did not express any opinions on this. They left the music teaching building in silence and went to the next place.

On the way, Hao Mingjun scratched his head and suddenly asked: "Well, you will leave, right? You will not occupy our president's body forever, right?"

The other people also cast slightly doubtful and worried eyes. They were not close to Xuan Yuan, nor did they trust him, but no matter what, they did not want Lou Shaojun to get into trouble.

"No." Xuanyuan's lips curled slightly, with a faint smile, "I will leave when Lou Shaojun walks out of this old campus safely."

Su Mengmeng pushed her glasses: "Since your goal is to leave this campus, why don't you help us?"

"Of course it's because..." Xuanyuan curled his lips with a smile, "I can leave this campus at any time."

Su Mengmeng: "…………So you are actually watching the show?"

"Almost." Xuanyuan shrugged casually and uninhibitedly.