Chapter 915 (2/2)

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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