"...Don't look back, the cultivator with my 'sacred object' is right behind you. Professionals are quite sensitive to gaze and hostility. Don't look at it, let alone think about it."

There was a rare panic and anxiety in Chris's words.

Lu Ping'an smiled calmly, took out a piece of paper recording the score, and calculated it again.

The bus is full of frustrated candidates, and there are many people who are still struggling with their grades like him.

In a short period of time, he doesn't have to worry about standing in place too abruptly.

"Can he find you... our specific location? What is his strength?"

"The holy object will only vibrate slightly when I need it or when it is closer to me. He should have found out that something is wrong. But now that there are so many people, it is impossible for him to directly lock us. Your rank is too low, but it is a good thing. As for Strength, has the taste of 'law', at least fourth-order, maybe fifth- or sixth-order, but it can't be seventh-order, I really don't understand the low-level..."

Well, the fourth, fifth and sixth levels are all low-level in your opinion.

But at this moment, Lu Ping'an extinguished the urge to attack.

If he had a fight before, the other party might have been careless, but after so much experience and learning, he already knew how terrifying a real Tier 4 was.

If he had known the strength of a real professional, when he raided Professor Deng, he would not have given him the possibility of surviving... Cough, let’s get back to the topic.

Sophists and the others can make a city look like a formidable enemy, which should not be an ordinary Tier 4 or above.

Lu Ping'an looked at the car window on the side, and saw the blurred reflection of the man with the refraction of the glass.

Not far away, he also conveyed his words to his ears.

"...The college entrance examination is not the end of life. One failure is nothing. You can continue next year, and tomorrow will definitely be better. Please don't cry, it will only make you more sad..."

The white young "volunteer", with a reassuring smile, handed balloons and small toys with the words "Tomorrow is better" and "Temporary failure does not mean anything" to those who were obviously frustrated or even crying rude students.

This is undoubtedly a bit puzzling, but as long as one glances at his side, everyone is stunned.

In the shop he temporarily erected, there are also the words "Mother Tree of Life Tutorial Class". . . .

"This is another unscrupulous tutoring institution outside the exam room that catches customers in the coming year."

Everyone thought they understood, but this young man smiled sincerely, spoke sincerely, and the little gifts he gave were some soothing little cuties, and most people didn't feel disgusted by it.

Some unfortunate people were full of frustration and complaints, and even chatted with him for a while, and received an encouraging smile and a pat on the shoulder.

"Ling Vision."

And Lu Ping An, but subconsciously felt wrong.

After activating the ability, just for a moment, time was distorted.

The fluttering balloons turned into skulls that were bound by chains and struggled frantically, and the little dolls and toys were baby monsters like ghosts.

On the cram school materials that were brought up, boiling evil energy and blood energy soaked the paper.

In the next instant, everything returned to calm.

But in that second of crazy world, Lu Pingan saw a calm and clean thing.

It is placed in the center of a bunch of mascots, and there is no "dirty" around it, but it is very eye-catching.

It was a doll of a white lucky cat. It was fully wound up and was constantly waving its hands to "call for customers".

"Bastard! This is blasphemy, this is the craziest betrayal, that bastard, I will tear him up sooner or later!"

And the big cat's runaway named the thing's identity—Chrissy Sauce's icon.

"Didn't you say that the icon should be close to the characteristics of the true god? Is your real identity a lucky cat?"

Lu Ping'an smiled and said nonsense that he didn't believe. He was waiting for the big cat's rage and more information.

"...blasphemy against the icons is the deepest blasphemy and betrayal of God. They will all bear the price and live forever."

But this time, the response was unusually calm and serene.

Lu Ping'an didn't even feel the same anger and murderousness as before, she just stated the fact that "those who rebel against God will suffer the punishment of God".

If they came to rescue their "god", of course they would not do such a betrayal of God, but most of them knew from some channel that Chris had overturned.

Taking out this "blasphemous icon" now is naturally a further test of her situation.

Lu Ping scratched his head, it was a bit of a headache.

Now, it is not easy for him to leave at will. This person is obviously observing everything around him. If the icon stops vibrating when he walks away, it means that he is not attacking himself.

Judging from the reflection of the glass, the man's smile became brighter and brighter, but the corners of his eyes became colder and colder.

"...He's running out of patience."

In an instant, Lu Ping'an understood this guy.

What if the important target is around and there are a lot of weeds around? Simple, burn them out.

In his logic, important targets wouldn't be burnt to death so easily anyway, and burning to death also meant that they weren't important enough.

"How long, five minutes? Ten minutes?"

Just the behavior of this person sending "contaminated products" at will, makes Lu Ping'an have no expectations for his lower limit. Compared with the information obtained before, this person may launch a massacre at any time.

Lu Ping'an smiled.

He turned around with a smile, waved to the bus, and pointed to the seat on the bus, indicating that he had forgotten something.

He turned back.

He noticed that the moment he turned his head, the moment he set his eyes on the "Sophists", the other party's eyes shot out of the corner of his eye.

But the next moment, the cause and effect were determined. It was just a first-order novice who forgot to take something, and the sophist laughed again and went about his own business.

Lu Ping'an laughed even more happily, but for an instant, his vest was covered in cold sweat.

It's not fear, it's the creature's instinct to feel death is close at hand, and...the thrill.

"Huh? Cram school? Mother tree of life? Mother tree? Such a strange name."

The next moment, Lu Ping'an felt the knife-like gaze again, and then disappeared.

"...Can I see your information? My grades this year are quite subtle, but I think there is still hope for next year..."

This is not the first "guest" he has attracted, "Sophist" immediately smiled and nodded.

He also handed over a promotional poster and pointed to the table, indicating that it contained more detailed promotional content.

Lu Ping'an stood at the table, like several other customers, and seemed to be looking at it seriously... Don't say it, it really looks like the same thing, from the course arrangement to the teacher in the class, and the classroom The photos of the students and the students in class are all the same, and they look very formal.

Following the other "guests", Lu Pingan copied down the "contact information" of the cram school, filled out a form, and received a paper bag of information.

"Tsk, this guy must have obsessive-compulsive disorder, he must do a full set of dramas."

Lu Ping An opened the folder while walking, and the content in it is really a common way of practicing and acquiring the first-order pathway.

The lectures are also very good, humorous and in-depth, with tips and examples, and they are much more advanced than my own textbook.

If it wasn't for sure that there must be something wrong with this thing, Lu Ping'an would have really accepted it.

"...It's almost time to come."

While Lu Ping An was still thinking, the waiting person came, and a police car drove to the gate of the bus stop.

And when the driver got out of the car, the beautiful and sassy beauty immediately attracted countless attention.

Lu Ping'an saw it from the reflection of the car window, and the sophist also looked towards the past, but his eyes were not vigilant or worried, but rather interesting expectations.

In the morning, Xia Qin said that if you are not too busy after work, you can pick him up and go home.

After calculating that the time was almost up, Lu Pingan sent a text message to notify her.

Now, when she really came, Lu Ping'an also smiled.

"Now, it's all set. Then, let's go."

There was no finger snap and no detonation gesture, which made Lu Ping a bit regretful.

But the sudden explosion suddenly caught everyone's attention.

"Boom!"

An explosion in the crowd attracted countless eyes.

This is the densely populated square bus station, there are policemen on duty, the captain of the secret service team who just arrived, and there are a lot of "college teachers" who have not left... Among them, veteran strongmen like Director Qian , not a few!

"Oops, I was put together."

The Sophist smiled helplessly, the explosion sounded not far from him, and in an instant, he became the focus of attention.

Even though he put on makeup and made a disguise, UU reading www. uukanshu.com But in this case, what's the point.

"You, you stop..."

I don't know who it was, but shouted it out first, and the scene was instantly chaotic.

At the same time, a series of explosions sounded, and they were not powerful enough to avoid the crowd, but the terrorist attack spread the panic, the chaos drove the civilians to start to flee, and the crowded crowd began to move blindly.

The Sophist sighed helplessly. He could feel that he was locked by at least a dozen strong men who touched the Law.

It seems that we can only retreat first, but this time the icon has a huge gain, and it's not a loss. I'd better go back and make a long-term plan, starting with investigating the candidates and professors... Huh? !

What about the icon? I have such a big icon? !

He turned his head sharply, only to realize that the "icon" placed on the mascot pile had disappeared without a trace, and no one had approached it before!

But at this time, it was not the time to tangle, the "old teammate" had already rushed over with a livid face.

"Oh, it seems that I was really smothered. Then, I have to leave the stage first..."

In the chaos, Lu Ping'an silently walked to the large flower bed beside him.

The plants in the flower bed have withered away. Among the tentacles of a vine, there are several toys. The most striking one is the white lucky cat.

Lu Ping'an tapped lightly, and even the vines and toys disappeared without a trace.

The only thing that remained in place was the dead plant that had been deprived of its nutrients.

Lu Ping'an glanced at the center of the crowd, which had already turned into a pot of porridge, knowing that most of the sophists would not be left today, and silently followed the others to evacuate.

"...It seems that what should come, can't be avoided."