Chapter 433: Old Thief!

Who knew that Jin Dazhong blinked his small eyes and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, "Who are you bluffing, Young Master Ya? Young Master Ya has never been to Canglang Academy recently. Are you trying to scare my tutor with Young Master Ya's name? Tell you boy , if you want her to live, you should ask this instructor to search for her soul! Otherwise, hmph, a demon can easily be healed to death, you know..."

Huan Qingyan was struggling under Jin Dazhong's hands, before she was giggling, but later because of the physical pain, she began to cry.

He muttered, "Kill you, kill you, you go, you go..."

Heartache flashed across Bai Chenfeng's eyes, he gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll let you search for the soul, but you let her go first."

"Boy, are you making a deal with this old man? Are you qualified to make a deal now?" After Jin Dazhong finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment, and let Huan Qingyan go. Anyway, in this room, these two people can never get out, they are all meat on his chopping board.

Bai Chenfeng took a step forward, pulled Huan Qingyan over, and carefully looked at it from head to toe, there was no obvious injury.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he pulled her behind him, let out a long breath, and said, "Mr. Jin, as the tutor of the academy, you secretly murdered the students. If this matter gets out, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape the guilt, right?"

Jin Dazhong's eyes flashed with uneasiness for a moment, and then he said coldly: "If this old man is promoted to Wang Lingshi, who can do anything to me?"

Except for a few old fellows in the Holy Academy, Wang Lingshi is already a group of people standing at the highest point in Lingbao Continent. It’s just a loss of a few students. No one should catch him. , fooling the past is not a problem.

Besides, do these students in front of you have a chance to speak out?

"I am the crown prince of the Chuiyun Empire." Bai Chenfeng said again.

Jin Dazhong was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were stern: "So what?" After saying that, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Chenfeng.

Bai Chenfeng sighed secretly, knowing that saying these words might be useless.

But he hasn't figured out what to do, so he can only procrastinate for a while.

Seeing that Jin Dazhong grabbed his head with a fat hand, he subconsciously took a few steps back.

But facing a mysterious spirit master, no matter how hard he retreated, he couldn't escape.

I couldn't help feeling anxious, and beads of sweat rolled down my forehead.

At a critical moment, he suddenly remembered that before he left last time, his father gave him a box, saying that he would keep it for his life.

There was no time to think about it at the moment, and he opened the box with his hands, and shot a small black bead at Jin Dazhong.

"Old thief! Just look at this!" Anyway, you have torn your face, so you don't have to be polite.

Jin Dazhong smiled disdainfully, "You are a little star spirit master, you can still turn tricks in the hands of this old man..."

Before he finished speaking, he casually glanced at Hei Zhuzi's appearance, but said in shock: "Pilizi! You..."

Pilizi is not easy to see, but it is very famous.

It refines all the spirit, energy and spirit of the monster race into a single bead, and when it is used, it consumes almost nothing, and it can release an astonishing blow.

The power of this blow is roughly equivalent to the blow of the refined monster race with all its strength.

Jin Dazhong didn't know how powerful the thunderbolt in front of him was.

But since Bai Chenfeng is the crown prince, the things he brought out must not be bad.

So Jin Dazhong didn't even think about it, he walked aside, and at the same time changed from grabbing to patting, and slapped Bai Chenfeng with his palm.