Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 106

Chang Duanxuan, Mo Feisheng and others who got into the car following behind Yuan Shengtian also had disbelief on their faces. After passing through the car door, their souls that had been made into demons and their bodies that had been made into puppets were completely new. Feelingly restored to the state before being beheaded by Sheng Wuxu.

The reborn souls under the sword entered the realm one after another, those red floating islands did not resist and refuse as before, the martial arts primordial spirit and the self-nature realm rolled together like a long-lost reunited Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

"Mr. Tai, thank you for your kindness, I will wait..."

The bald driver waved impatiently: "Get in the car and go inside, don't block the door."

The announcement of the broadcasting cavity sounded on the radio of the crossing bus:

"Dear passengers, welcome to take the special line of Shengwuxu Private Senior High School of Thunder Bluff Public Transportation Group Co., Ltd.

This bus provides free rides. It passes through 630 seven stations in known worlds on both sides of the air and sea. The terminal station is Leitingya Taigongguan Station. Thank you for your ride, and we will serve you wholeheartedly.

Please get off first and then get on. Passengers who get on the bus, please go inside. "

The yin demon puppets made by previous graduates have been drained by the demon sword spirit, and the yin quality has disappeared. There are still more than a thousand students and more than 100 yin demon teachers left in Sheng Wuxu Private High School. At this moment, they are all following the prompts of the crossing bus , Quietly and orderly line up to get on the bus.

Unrest, quietness and order are also not enough. After the broadcast is sounded, the air and law around the crossing bus are banned. You can't fly, you can't use extraordinary power, and you can't even make a sound exceeding 40 decibels.

At least the teachers and students of Bai Jie's lower-level original walker lined up to get on the bus honestly like ordinary people, and their quality was as good as the Sakurajima people who lived in the official account articles.

They were just ordinary people.

……

Shen Shiyu barely managed to control his new body that hadn't adapted yet, and tried to stand up while supporting the armrests of the ice-blue wheelchair with both hands.

The incompatibility between form and spirit was more serious than imagined. Shen Shiyu's martial arts primordial spirit and body twitched convulsively. Halfway up he fell back into the wheelchair.

There was no one beside the ice-blue wheelchair, and there were no second-year students from the Department of Oceanography crowding around her.

Sheng Wuxu's private high school is over, no matter what the credits and grades are, who is willing to stand with this cold-blooded and heartless woman.

The blue veins on the back of Shen Shiyu's pale hands bulged, and she forcibly suppressed the sharp spasms from her soul, trying to stand up from the wheelchair again.

"Can you hurry up, dawdle, there are so many people waiting to get on the bus."

Someone in the crowd behind him whispered.

Gritting his teeth, Shen Shiyu propped up his heavy body again, supported the wheelchair backward with one hand, and reached for the slash on the door of the crossing bus with the other hand.

She took a step forward slowly, and even though she tensed her leg muscles with all her strength, she still lost her balance in the spasm of her primordial spirit, and she fell backwards.

The ice-blue wheelchair that was lifted by the man steadily caught the interrogation words, and the man held the wheelchair and the long black woman on the wheelchair, striding towards the door of the crossing bus.

"With your current level of disability, it's best to use crutches, a wheelchair is not suitable for you.

When these two feet are off the ground, the brain is turned off, so will it work? "

"I don't care about you!"

The person behind sneered:

"Heh, what do I want to do, can you still control me?"

……

Everyone has boarded the crossing bus, and the announcement sounded again:

"The vehicle starts, please stand firm and support yourself, and take the initiative to give up your seat for passengers who are elderly, weak, sick, disabled, pregnant or with children."

Tai Feng first started the engine of the crossing bus, waved his hand to remove the new wind barrier around the bus, and prepared to drive away.

Only then did a bleak dark purple sword light finally transmit its sound to the crossing bus.

"Grandpa, this little slave is still useful to you, please be merciful and take this little slave with you!

Zhou Bofu, a despicable villain, was insane, and he just tampered with Xiao Nu.

In another hour and a half, the ray of spirituality that I have cultivated so hard will be lost forever. I beg you to raise your hand to save this little slave. From now on, this little slave will serve as your slave and handmaiden and tie a grass ring to repay your great kindness. "

The dark purple bone evil sword was floating in the center of the sword fairy ruins, and the ghost inscriptions on the sword were becoming blurred, and the ugly rust spots corroded the body and sword spirit of the evil sword like piranhas.

The voice that Huanmo Sword Spirit made just now was hoarse and weak. This peerless evil sword that once traveled across the heavens with Sheng Wuxu was on the verge of extinction.

"Huan Mo, you said one thing wrong.

The hands and feet on your body were not made by Zhou Bofu, they were the secret restrictions left by Sheng Wuxu before his death.

He is a clean freak and doesn't like other people using his things.

No matter who it is, as long as someone breaks the restriction of Zhou Tianjie, you will die.

Don't you like the way the monarch and his ministers are like, the king wants his ministers to die, and the main slave dies. Since you are a good slave, you should die happily now. "

Tai Feng first adjusted the rearview mirror, put in gear and released the clutch, and the wheels of the crossing bus began to turn.

"Grandpa! Since Sheng Wuxu is like this, Xiaonu has no friendship with him anymore. Please save me, Xiaonu..."

"Sorry, I also have a cleanliness freak, and I don't like to use things that disgusting people have used."

The bald driver stepped on the accelerator and drove the bus through the void to break through the void. In the rearview mirror, the world of the sword fairy ruins and the dark purple sword light exploded and shattered amidst the mournful wailing sound, turning into flowers and flowers deep in the sky and the sea. In the blink of an eye, the traces left by the Qingjie swordsman Sheng Wuxu in the world were completely wiped out, and Sheng Wuxu's private high school was missing from the countless unrighteous killing fields on both sides of the sea and the sea.

"Dirty spark."

Yuan Shengtian gazed at the ruined Sword Immortal ruins through the window of the crossing bus, and the feeling of unrest in his heart finally gradually faded away.

"Old Yuan, why don't we go to Baichuan Haiji to buy some things first? I just read it in the business news section of "Mental Lessons". For more than 800 years, the crystal clusters on our Self Realm haven’t moved at all, and we can buy a lot of things.”

Dong Cunzhen held a colorful magazine in his hand, and pictures of countless strange commodities from known worlds on both sides of the Kaiyuan Kukai were constantly changing in the magazine.

"Look at this newly released business light luxury style Granzon, you can get [-]% off if you buy two pieces, and you can also use shopping allowances across stores. It's so affordable."

Mo Feisheng also held a copy of "The World's Lesson Business News Edition" in his hand, and shook his head when he heard the words:

"It's just an old cannon with a new skin, no innovation, and the Granzon individual transformation series is too cost-effective. Old Dong, you plan to go to the remote universe to hunt giant planet monsters. If you want me to say, you should buy more sets of rose floating cannons...Of course I bought the professional version, haven’t you read the introduction here, the fire control system of Rose_bit_Pro won the original black spot award, even though it’s only the excellent award, it’s still very powerful.”

Several former souls under the sword had a heated discussion about shopping plans. They had already read the passenger handbook on the cross-border bus, and knew that Tai Fengxian was only sending them back to their hometown to break the thousand-year karma with Sheng Wuxu.And Mr. Tai himself is an upright and straight man, and he has no interest in these five big and three thick red gangsters. This cross-boundary bus passes through the world, the hometown of all the teachers and students of Sheng Wuxu Private High School, and several famous empty seaport areas. Everyone can get off at any time.

The souls of the dead under the sword have finally let go of the strings that have been stretched for more than 1000 years, and now they just want to vent a wave of shopping spree.

"I'll talk about the shopping later, don't you plan to take care of these students?" Yuan Shengtian couldn't help saying loudly when he saw that his former colleagues were discussing endlessly about how to get a few coupons.

Hearing his words, the other souls under the sword looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Old Yuan, what do you mean, you have become addicted to teaching, and you still want to continue teaching and educating people?"

　The second one is at night.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)