But there is nothing you can do about other things.
Luochen, on the other hand, announced that the School of Theology will have major activities in the near future, so it will be closed to all guests.
Even those who came to visit were not received.
The entire academy has almost turned into a heavily guarded barracks.
It was at this time that a group of people quietly came to the foot of the God of Medicine Mountain.
He rushed back from Hongye City day and night.
It only took three days.
Ye Qingli looked up.
His brows were furrowed.
"What happened to the academy?"
Since the academy was on lockdown, no news came out.
Until now, they still don't know what happened in the academy.
However, seeing this heavily guarded look, they instinctively felt a little dangerous.
"There's no rush to go back, let's take a look at the situation first."
Ye Qingli and others were hiding at the foot of the mountain.
It wasn't until nightfall that they saw someone coming down the mountain carrying a bucket.
"Um?"
Mo Ziqing saw that it was a disciple of Huangyuan.
"Hey, Xiaoqi!"
he cried softly.
Xiao Qi, who was carrying water, was suddenly frightened when he heard this familiar voice.
Then, he quickly hid in the grass.
I looked around for a long time.
"Is it Senior Brother Mo?"
"it's me."
Mo Ziqing quietly walked out of the grass.
"What's going on in the academy? What happened to you guys?"
"Oh yes, you left with the president, so I don't know what happened."
Xiaoqi's eyes flickered.
"Where is the president?"
"The president is busy and hasn't come back yet. Please send me back to report first."
"What happened?"
"fine."
Xiaoqi said with twinkling eyes.
"By the way, when will the president come back?"
"We all miss her."
"It should be soon."
"When will you come back to the academy directly?"
Xiaoqi said inquiringly.
"Probably, I'll be back tomorrow."
Mo Ziqing said casually.
"Oh, well, why don't you go back to the academy with me first? My brothers and sisters miss you very much."
Xiaoqi said as he wanted to take Mo Ziqing away.
Mo Ziqing was right behind him.
The two people slowly walked up the mountainside.
Xiaoqi quietly turned around and glanced at Mo Ziqing.
I found that he was looking at the scenery around him and didn't notice himself.
He quietly put his hand into his waist and was about to press it hard.
Suddenly, a cold spiritual power quickly penetrated into his spinal cord.
All the meridians in his body suddenly lost consciousness.
Can't even speak.
He desperately wanted to scream for help.
However, the muscles in my throat seemed to be stiff.
There was no sound at all.
Then, a hand gently lifted him up.
He quickly entered the grass.
"boom!"
Xiaoqi was thrown heavily to the ground.
Then, he saw the face above his head clearly.
The whole body also regained consciousness.
"President...sir?"
Ye Qingli's frosty face appeared in front of him.
However, Xiaoqi didn't have time to say a word.
A dagger was placed across his neck.
"Tell me everything you know, or I won't mind whittling you into a human stick."
"What is a human stick?"
Mo Ziqing asked curiously from the side.
"It means cutting off all the protruding parts of a person's body, making him as smooth as a stick."
Ye Qingli said with a smile.
