My life of martial arts training

Wang Hanhui felt a trance in front of his eyes, and then his hair stood on end. He saw dozens of pairs of malicious eyes staring at him.

At the same time, he also saw Chang Jianhe, who had disappeared before, lying on the ground, and his life or death was unknown.

"Is it him?" Suppressing the fear in his heart, he saw the man he had invited before, sitting face to face with a corpse, but the head of the corpse was not turned over.

This man was Shen Yuan. He searched all the bookshelves and did not see an empty seat. In desperation, he could only turn his attention to those strange corpses.

Sure enough, he found something wrong. There was a black and white photo on the upper right corner of the table. The people in the photo were the people who entered the ghost domain this time. He also saw photos of Wang Yunsheng, An Hongti, Qiao Qingyue and others.

And he also saw his own photo on a table, but the self in the photo had empty eyes and a pale face, like a dead person.

After sitting down, the corpse opposite him turned his head and stared at him coldly.

However, as time passed, the corpse's originally indifferent expression gradually became ferocious, and his eyes glowed green.

"Is my way wrong?" Shen Yuan frowned slightly, and a sense of crisis rose in his heart. The corpse opposite him had a hideous face, and stood up, with the claws of his hands emitting cold light, and was about to attack him.

At the moment when the corpse was about to attack, he finally found a clue. As long as he looked at the book in his hand, the expression of the corpse would gradually recover until it was completely indifferent.

If it were someone else, with only a pair of eyes, he would not be able to detect the subtle changes in the corpse's expression under full concentration, and he would not know how he died at that time. Fortunately, he could sense the changes in the corpse's expression.

But as long as he was distracted, the corpse's expression would change.

"What kind of hell school is this? It simply doesn't give people a way to live, but studying in this place, a poor student can also become a top student." Shen Yuan laughed at himself in his heart.

After all, it is a one-on-one tutoring, plus the "coach" is focused and focused, it is hard not to improve.

I believe that after the college entrance examination, the worst candidates will also be at the level of ‘985’ or ‘211’.

As for the worse ones, sorry, there are no such bad students in our school, we only produce top students.

Seeing someone else coming in, Shen Yuan was not surprised. If their brains were normal, they would definitely go to get the books.

Wang Hanhui looked at Shen Yuan’s ‘concentrated’ reading with his head down, a little puzzled. Reading in front of the corpse, and still reading so seriously?

After a while, he walked towards the table. Under the gaze of many people, his legs couldn’t help trembling, but when he saw the photo on the table, he immediately understood everything.

He turned around, found his own photo, and sat down tremblingly.

He imitated Shen Yuan, took out the book, and read it attentively. Compared with Shen Yuan, he still had a lot of advantages. He didn’t feel impatient when looking at the boring content of the book.

With the two of them as examples, the people who came in later found their seats and sat down smoothly, but some people were still frightened by the horror scene. One of the unlucky ones was frightened and bumped into the bookshelf, turning into "paint" on the spot, making the first and last contribution to the library.

When Wang Yunsheng, An Hongti, Qiao Qingyue and others came in, they saw the strange and peaceful scene in front of them, quickly figured out the situation and found a seat to sit down.

Originally thought it would pass peacefully, but unexpectedly an accident happened.

The corpse opposite exuded a biting coldness, and what was more terrifying was that this coldness did not act on the body, but on the mind, making people feel as if they were naked and in the winter.

Even Shen Yuan couldn't help but tremble slightly, but he soon adapted to it. The strength of mental power is closely related to the mind. Compared with other people, he seemed to be wearing a thick cotton coat, and there was a pile of fire next to him, and he didn't feel the cold at all.

Although Wang Yunsheng, An Hongti, Qiao Qingyue and others had average mental power, they sealed the aliens themselves, so this little coldness naturally couldn't stimulate them.

But the others were miserable, their bodies trembling, their arms folded across their chests, how could they concentrate on reading? The expressions of the corpses gradually became ferocious.

Some people were strong-willed and forced to endure the chill, while others were weak-willed and were torn to pieces by the corpses opposite them, and then affected the people next to them, causing the other party to die.

What surprised Shen Yuan was that Jiang Hechen's sister, this seemingly weak woman, was frozen blue, but her eyes never left the book from beginning to end, as if she was really immersed in the book.

Jiang Hechen happened to be sitting next to her. Seeing Jiang Heqin's appearance, he was relieved. His sister liked reading books since she was a child. Sometimes she even forgot to eat while reading, as if she was possessed. Of course, if she didn't really like reading, her family would not agree to let her be a scholar.

The nine dead people, and the corpses opposite them, disappeared together.

Looking at the miserable state of the nine people, no matter how terrified the others were, they could only stare at the book on the table.

After a while,

"Huh? Disappeared?" Shen Yuan watched the books on the table disappear, and with them, the corpses on the opposite side disappeared.

"Those monsters disappeared!"

The others cried with joy, with expressions of escaping death on their faces, but they did not dare to make a sound, after all, the previous lesson was not long ago.

They left the library carefully, not daring to make any noise.

"You leave first." Shen Yuan said to Jiang Hechen, looking at the bookshelf with a gloomy look.

"Let's go." Jiang Hechen patted Jiang Heqin's shoulder. The other party was still immersed in the world of books and had not come back to his senses.

"Oh oh." Jiang Heqin nodded.

"What's wrong?" After everyone left, Qiao Qingyue frowned and asked.

"The white walker came out." Shen Yuan walked behind the bookshelf with a serious expression.

I saw a middle-aged man in old administrator clothes appear in the dark corner that was originally empty. The strange thing was that this suddenly appeared white walker was bent over, with many books on his back. These books were obviously suspended in the air, but they did not fall to the ground, as if there was an invisible force dragging them.

And if you look closely, these books are placed very neatly on the back, and they are piled up like a mountain!

Books like a mountain? !

The middle-aged man noticed Shen Yuan's gaze, and his dead-like face showed a smile. The four people clearly saw the white teeth in the middle-aged man's mouth, which felt particularly creepy.

"Do it!" Shen Yuan said in a low voice, and suddenly rushed towards the middle-aged man.

They were here to deal with the White Walkers, not to take a test. This White Walker who suddenly appeared might have clues, and they would definitely have to fight with the White Walkers later. Instead of doing that, it would be better to test it now and know the White Walkers' abilities first.