Chapter 915

"No more?" Hearing Lu Ping's decision to change his mind suddenly, Zimu was surprised.

"Yes." Lu Ping nodded. He didn't tell Zimu the truth. It's about the safety of Caifeng college. He thinks it's no harm to be more cautious. It's not the situation he wants to see when he really wants to take revenge, so he agrees with long's idea and will naturally fully support it.

"What happened?" Lu Ping didn't say. Zi Mu had to wonder. Lu Ping he met is not stubborn, but he is not a person who can easily change his decision.

"The situation here in the college is a little complicated. There is no way to leave easily." Lu Ping said.

"Well... Then I have to send the news back to the college." Zi Mu said with some regret. He knows Lu Ping's identity as the dean of Caifeng college, but he doesn't quite understand it. This kind of college is at the bottom of the list. To tell the truth, the identity of Dean may not be as important as an ordinary four door person. Beidou college undoubtedly values Lu Ping, but Lu Ping seems to be more concerned about the mountain college he came from. This idea is really a little incomprehensible.

Even so, he didn't say much about it. Just considering that Lu Ping doesn't participate, he can't allow himself to be leisurely here. He didn't witness Lu Ping's style in the first battle of Seven Star Valley, but he heard about it later, so he knew the importance of Lu Ping. The news that he will not go is bound to need to be sent back to the college quickly, so that the college can have more time to adjust its strategy and make up for the lack of huge combat power.

"I'll start at once!" Zimu will leave immediately.

"I'll see you off." Lu Ping followed and sent Zimu out of the college. Zimu felt a lot of melancholy in his heart. He didn't know whether they would meet again in the future. He waved goodbye and didn't shed tears.

Lu Ping knew what was going on. Naturally, he was very calm and calm, but this was his usual appearance. Zi Mu didn't notice anything.

Seeing Zi Mu off and returning to the dean's room, long Ju was no longer there. He sat in the dean's position, his legs cocked up and put them on his desk. When he saw Lu Ping coming in, he just raised his mouth, but his body didn't move.

Let alone pick the wind college, the whole xiafeng district will be so arrogant in front of the road plane, and there will only be one yanxize. Lu Ping didn't care about his appearance, but casually asked, "what are you doing here?"

"I said, your college has nothing to teach me!" Yanxize said carelessly.

"Then why don't you go?" Lu Ping said.

"I just don't understand why Yan Xifan can stay here for four years. Do you know the result of his four years here? Back in Los Angeles, he was not even the servant girl who served him before. He lost the face of the Yan family. " Yanxize said.

"I think he is very nice." Lu Ping said.

"What's the use of being nice in this world?" Yanxize finally put down his upturned legs and stood up from his position.

"If people are better, they won't be thrown out of the window." Lu Ping said.

"Throw it out of the window?" Yan Xize was stunned. When he saw Lu Ping approaching him quickly, he immediately reacted.

"You dare!" Just as he said this, Lu Ping had forced himself in front of him and clasped his hand directly at him.

Yanxize, who only talks about his father's name, is really like an ignorant dandy. But at this moment, what flashed in his eyes was extraordinary sharpness. His body retreated sharply, and his right hand fell obliquely to his left. There was nothing around his waist, but his right hand pulled out a knife.

His speed was not much slower than Lu Ping. When Lu Ping stepped forward again, it seemed as if his right hand had been lifted, and a spirit force swept towards Lu Ping like a knife.

Very strong!

Lu Ping in combat is always in a broken state. There was no blade in front of him, but in his ears, the soul force lifted by Yan Xize's empty hand made the sound of breaking the air with a fast knife, which was sharper than all the blades he had seen.

But Lu Ping did not dodge. He continued to move forward and directly met the blade.

Yan Xize's face showed a surprised look, but he didn't stop. The blade gathered by the power of the soul cut Lu Ping, and Lu Ping had stood in front of him.

Snap!

The desk behind Lu Ping suddenly broke into two sections. A few meters away, a stream of dust splashed on the white wall, revealing a deep half of the knife mark.

The other half was cut off by Lu Ping, so he cut it off with his body. His clothes were cut open, but the skin and flesh inside were not hurt at all.

"Stop!" Seeing Lu Ping still going forward, Yan Xize shouted quickly.

Lupin stopped and looked at him.

"I'll do it myself." Yan Xize said, turned around, bumped into the window without hesitation, and fell out of the sixth floor of the wind picking building.

The sound of broken windows startled many people. According to Shun Sheng, a figure fell straight from the window of the dean's room. A few seconds later, the sound of heavy objects falling on the ground echoed throughout the college, but it didn't sound like breaking people, but more like breaking the ground.

Countless heads poked out of the windows of the houses in the wind picking building, and then they saw Yan Xize directly below the window of the dean's room. The ground under him was like a cobweb and deeply sunken.

Countless heads followed and looked up. Lu Ping stood at the broken window of the dean's room and was also looking at Yan Xize directly below.

"Young master." A figure suddenly fell on the side of the pit, looked at Yan Xize in the pit and shouted respectfully.

"Lao Wang." Yanxize replied, then straightened up, stood up, waved and flicked the dust on his elastic clothes.

"What can I do for you, young master?" Lao Wang asked.

"Can you kill him?" Yan Xize pointed to Lu Ping above.

Lao Wang was embarrassed and said, "I'm afraid the old slave can't do it."

"Where's my father?" Yan Xize asked again.

"Maybe..." Lao Wang was very uncertain and obviously not very confident.

Yan Xize took a deep breath, looked up, looked at Lu Ping, and suddenly raised his hand and waved.

"Let's go." He cried.

"No." Said Lu Ping above.

"Let's go, Lao Wang." Yanxize said.

"Where are you going, young master?" Lao Wang asked after him.

"Leave first."

"Yes."

The old and the young came to pick the wind college. They didn't stay for a few days, so they left. Everyone did not know what had happened, but saw Lu Ping standing at the window of the dean's room.

A very powerful knife.

Lu Ping watched the old and the young walk outside the college, and in his body, ecstatic soul lock was still frantically busy in order to suppress the soul power of the knife.

If he had a weapon in his hand, this knife could not resist like this. Lu Ping thought in his heart, but then he shook his head.

Ordinary weapons simply can't bear the soul power gathered like this, and even ordinary magic weapons can't help it. That's why that guy's waist is empty, isn't it?

Lu Ping couldn't help thinking of the figure he only caught a glimpse of on the lonely peak of the back mountain of the college a year ago.

Dancing long hair, black clothes ringing in the wind, and a scabbard knife hanging at the waist.

There may be only one such knife.

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