Volume 2 Chapter 12 (1/2)

At this time, the boy of Tian Gong department should have been hiding under a table in this wooden building because of panic and loss of reason.

Lin Xi can't tell associate professor an and the three lecturers in black robes that, like President Zhang, he has an amazing ability to turn back time for ten minutes once a day, so he knows that this boy is now in this wooden building Even if he said that, I'm afraid no one would believe that he was talking nonsense.

However, time is very urgent to save the boy in the Department of astrology, so Lin Xi only adopts this most direct method.

……

”What are you going to do!”

At a glance, the three lecturers in black robes saw Lin Xi running towards the burning building on the hillside, and all of them gave out a shout of rage. At this time, some students rushed into the fire, which was just like adding chaos.

But in the eyes of all the people, Lin Xi not only did not stop, but ran faster. He did not have the ability to break the thick wooden wall, and directly ran into it from the window.

An indescribable scorching moment envelops Linxi, and all around is fire!

He couldn't open his eyes at all. He couldn't see the situation in the room clearly. The acrid smoke and fire filled the air, but he still breathed out the air between his chest and abdomen, shouting: ”I'll save you, where are you!”

No one answers!

There was a lot of shouting outside, all calling his name.

It's just the time to count the breath. Lin Xi can't support it. He can't breathe at all. His mouth, nose and body surface are extremely burning. But he still gritted his teeth and endured it. He felt along the wall with the sense of direction when he rushed in.

”Pa!”

A burning wood bar just hit Lin Xi's back, which made Lin Xi's back suddenly a burning pain, his body was also hit forward a stagger.

But this time, he just hit a desk, and his foot kicked a soft thing.

”Here he is.”

Lin Xi suddenly reflected, subconsciously reaching down to touch, trying to drag the boy of the Department of astrology up, but just between this bending, a very uncomfortable sense of suffocation and vertigo filled his whole body, his consciousness still had some lucidity, but he could not control his body.

”Ka!”

At this time, Lin Xi's mouth, which was already closed, showed a happy smile. The wall nearby in front of him made a sharp crack sound, and a light blue cold light swept in.

The thin and long cold knife swept away all the flames in front like the overlord's gun, and a little disordered black robed female associate professor appeared beside Lin Xi.

”At last It turns out that I can only stick to this kind of place for such a short time now, which is really a bit bad. ”

After murmuring this sentence in his heart, Lin Xi lost consciousness and fell in the soft arms of the female associate professor.

...

to the east of qingluan college, there is a mountain peak.

This peak is slightly lower than the rest of the peaks of qingluan college. There are only a few courtyard like Sihe Courtyard on it, which is hidden in a clean gingko forest.

When Lin Xi fell down in the arms of associate professor an, the morning mist on the top of the mountain was still there, and the clouds were like streamers across the tall ginkgo trees.

A professor with silver stars embroidered on his collar and sleeve naturally walked among the ginkgo trees.

He is a college professor who Lin Xi and others, even most of the old students of qingluan college have never met at all. From his long black hair and no wrinkle, his handsome face as clean as white jade and his tall and straight posture, there is no way to see his age at all.

His eyes are as clear as autumn water, walking in the forest, with a free and easy posture, but between the eyebrows, there is a kind of almost pilgrimage like brilliance.

He walked slowly, stepping on the withered or light golden leaves. In front of him appeared a small courtyard with black tiles and green bricks.

The pine door of Sihe Courtyard is closed tightly. The professor of the school of hair dressing is facing the wooden door and reaches out his hand. Before touching the wooden door, he stops, frowns slightly and stops.

Nangongmo, you shouldn't have come.

A quiet and old voice came from Sihe Courtyard. Although the professor didn't push the door finally, the door opened.

Sihe Courtyard is nothing special. There is only a small pond with a few bamboo trees and an old man with broken arms Vice President Xia.