Wuliu shivered, looking at Luo Xiaoman nervously

do not know why?

The little girl in front of her was obviously only six years old, but she felt like she was facing a cunning old fox, putting herself under heavy pressure.

"As long as you let me go, I can retreat all over." He gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay!" Luo Xiaoman smiled, raised his immature hand, and patted Wuliu's shoulder, "I like smart people, you can go now."

Wuliu glanced at his shoulder, then grinned and said in surprise: "Really?"

"Yes." Luo Xiaoman licked the lollipop and nodded with a smile.

"Thank you for not killing." Wuliu swallowed, then turned back nervously, and walked forward step by step.

He could feel that Luo Xiaoman's eyes were always fixed on his back, and it seemed that he could shoot himself at any time.

"Instructor Xiaoman, did you just let him go like this?" Zhi Wu came over and asked with a puzzled look.

"Yeah." Luo Xiaoman smiled and said disapprovingly: "He has betrayed his own power. He is already a bereaved dog. There is no need to kill him."

Zhi Wu frowned, raised her eyes and looked at Wuliu, still feeling a little unhappy, and felt that these people from the Shaman Palace should not be let go.

Devil, but the public enemy of the right way, everyone can be punishable.

If you let others know that they have released the people of the Shaman Palace, wouldn't they be verbally criticized?

He breathed a sigh of relief when Wuliu walked away and couldn't see Luo Xiaoman looking back.

"Huh, a child is a child, it's a lie." He curled his lips and said mockingly: "Our plan is far less simple than I said."

With that said, he took off his clothes, put on a new suit, and changed himself again before starting again.

He must tell the hall master immediately.

Holy Academy, perhaps there will be an extraordinary evildoer, and it must be eliminated as soon as possible.

Changping and Zhiwu cleared the battlefield, and a total of seven students were killed.

For a time, the atmosphere was a bit solemn.

Although they don't meet much, they are from the Holy Academy after all, and they are so dazzling when they are dyed in blood-red academic costumes.

"This hatred, I will definitely help you avenge it." Zhi Wu gritted his teeth.

"Xiao Wu, Changping, Xiao Qiqi." Luo Xiaoman greeted: "We should set off. Now the people who enter here have suffered heavy losses. In order to prevent encountering each other again, we must meet the elders as soon as possible."

"But, this place is so big, how should we find it?" Chang Ping frowned and said solemnly.

He was able to find Luo Xiaoman because of luck, but that didn't mean he was so lucky every time.

Rumble!

At this moment, bursts of noise came over.

Luo Xiaoman's eyes lit up, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he cracked the lollipop with a bang, and said, "You said, what sound is this?"

"Ah? How do I know?" Zhi Wu frowned and said with a gloomy expression: "Could it be that there was another battle ahead?"

"This is the sound of thunder!"

"Blasting thunder?" Zhi Wu and Chang Ping Ping looked at each other, such a series of blasts, how many blasts should explode together.

Among the people they know, no one can come up with so many explosive thunders.

Of course, they don't know each other, but Luo Xiaoman knows, who can come up with so many explosives, who is not her second brother, Luo Qinghen?