"Nima, Uncle is here to see what this immortal is coming from. Yiyun flicked his sleeves, took out a handful of things and held them in the palm of his hand, looked straight around the room, and scattered them all over the room in a faint "swish" sound.

The sound was soft, sparse, like fine sand flowing. Only then did Ye Qingmei see clearly that there were some rice grains sprinkled on the ground, and these rice grains exuded a colorful faint luster, and at that moment, Ye Qingmei's blood all over his body coagulated.

After Yiyun scattered the rice grains, he stood in the center of the room, and formed a set of hand shadows in Ye Qingmei's dazzling eyes, hitting the square space.

Suddenly, a low whistling filled the room, like a ray of despair thrown from the depths of the Netherworld, distant and cold.

This sound was not an ordinary sound, but a high-frequency noise that ordinary humans would never be able to produce and hear, and if it weren't for Yiyun's ears having been washed with talisman water, he would definitely not be able to catch it.

There are two whistling, one high-pitched and intense, and the other low-key and calm but sharp.

The lights in the room flickered on and off, and the temperature plummeted.

Seeing a faint white-skinned girl in white appear in the room, Yiyun clearly saw several green tendons and blood marks gradually spiraling from her ankles and calves up like crazy vines. Soon the girl's fair and crystalline complexion turned a shocking black-red, and there was even a hint of rancidity.

The two whistling sounds also became louder and louder, hitting each other, as if they were engaged in a heated debate, and the loud sound passed through the eardrum and directly hit Shen Yiyun's cranial nerves.

The whistling sound was almost unbearable for him, and then he saw Ye Qingmei fall to the ground with a painful face, his pale lips were bitten to death, and one or two faint moans came out of his mouth from time to time.

When he was about to reach the critical point, Yiyun bit the tip of his tongue and roared "Disperse!"

The sound of the whistle came abruptly, and the black and red tendons and blood marks on the girl's whole body receded like a tide, and the girl's complexion regained its original luster, and the lights in the room that had been dim were also lit up again, and they all returned to normal.

Yiyun hurriedly helped Ye Qingmei up and brought him to the door. He turned around, and before he could look up, he saw the feet of a woman in snow-white sandals standing in front of him.

The sandals are snow-white, and so are the feet.

For a moment, Yoshiyun felt that his whole body became cold, half because he was too frightened, and half because the other party's body seemed to make the air around him cold.

The two legs in the sandals did not move, like two wooden poles, but they were coldly poked in place and did not move.

Yi Yun's heart turned like lightning, he didn't look up at all—in fact, he didn't dare to look up—his hands quickly flipped over, the fire talisman in his left hand, and the peachwood sword in his right hand, immediately spewed out a flame, and at the same time held Ye Qing's eyebrows back, hit the door panel, and used his vitality to form a few handprints with one hand, and released them in a row, and the peachwood sword was horizontal in front of his chest, waiting for him. This series of actions flowed smoothly, even fighting and escaping, all in one go.

There was a "thud" in the hallway, and Yoshiun's back slammed into the concrete floor. He didn't care about grinning his teeth, shook his body and stood up with Ye Qingmei, who was still confused, looked up, and thought to himself that it should be relatively safe now that he had opened up a distance, right?

Yiyun looked up, and this surprise was not trivial.

The girl floated half a foot off the ground, condescendingly, staring at him coldly, only her upper body hanging in mid-air, her hands on two separated thighs, like two crutches. Her eyes were extremely cold, her expression was indifferent, and her pale face matched the two human legs, which was extremely terrifying in such an environment.

Yiyun stretched out his hands flat, pulled his sleeves, and two rows of pre-tied fire talismans slipped out of his sleeves in unison, and flew into the air. He pulled out another spray and pressed it continuously, and soon a red mist rose between him and the girl. After the flying fire talisman came into contact with the mist, it immediately turned red, forming a dense network of flame talismans in a "hulala".

Even if the other party is a thousand-year-old demon, he will be hindered for a moment when he encounters this kind of formation. As soon as Yiyun released the fire talisman net, without saying a word, he turned around and left with Ye Qingmei, and threw a few pieces of jade and some white powder behind him from time to time, and he even tied gold-inlaid red ropes at the stairs in various places in advance, which can be described as fully prepared.

After this guy went through so many tasks, he began to take one step and two steps, thinking carefully, and thinking of a way out before he moved.

He walked all the way, and from time to time there was a blunt sound of "橐機" hitting the ground behind him, and he didn't have to look back to know that it was the sound of Gu Fuchen's "footsteps" chasing step by step with his two thighs.

The escape was really smooth, and he ran to the first floor in one breath, broke through the door, and then stopped.

Yiyun settled his mind and turned to look at the goddess's dormitory building.

The building was full of demonic energy, like a huge black hole, and strangely enough, the footsteps disappeared, and the girl seemed to have given up the pursuit.

Yiyun raised his wrist and thought with palpitations: If I hang up like this, the policewoman will definitely be a ghost and will not let me go.

The girl just now, Yiyun can be 100% sure that it is the pen fairy invited by the four girls, and the level is still quite high, and her strength is definitely above herself, and she also has the oil bottle of the policewoman, even if she doesn't dare to guarantee that she won't die or be injured.

With such a big guy hanging around the high school district, it's no wonder that such a terrible thing happens when the girls play with the pen fairy.

It's not something that can be solved with "yes, I see".

"Ah!! colored - wolf !!"

"Damn it. Yiyun wrapped his face in a robe for the first time, only revealing a pair of eyes, he had just been chased by that pen immortal and ran wildly, and he forgot that he was in the girls' dormitory. The short fight between the two unexpectedly woke up these little goblins.

The frightened screams of the girls triggered a series of chain reactions, the whole dormitory was brightly lit, and people kept pouring out of each floor, and the two intersected, and the corridor was immediately crowded with girls of all colors.

"Damn, it's really a fox spirit who knows how to ** people, tsk, Nima, why do you wear so much to sleep" Yiyun looked at this rare beauty, and kept comparing in his heart. Holding the policewoman in one hand, she took out a handful of talismans and swayed them around, the talisman emitted a violent light, and a strong wind blew out of thin air, instantly sweeping the entire floor, blowing up the clothes, basins, cardboard boxes and sanitary ware along the floor. The girls let out a decibel high-pitched scream again, closed their eyes one after another, and squatted down.

The wind continued for a long time, and when they opened their eyes again, they found that the courtyard downstairs was empty, leaving only a mess, as if it had been looted by forty thieves