Chapter 950
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"According to the academy's rules, no one is allowed to approach the academy during the holidays."
Qiao Jin frowned, his expression solemn as he said, "After I snuck into the academy, there were people in the academy."
Everyone's expressions didn't change. They could roughly guess who those people were.
"That's right. It's the people from the dark forces!"
Qiao Jin solemnly nodded his head. In a concise and comprehensive manner, he talked about what happened after he snuck into the academy.
Whenever the academy was on holiday, the headmaster would chase all the guards out of the academy and have them stand guard outside the academy, not even letting a fly escape.
Qiao Jin expended a great deal of effort before sneaking into the academy.
The academy was silent, like a black curtain that shrouded every corner of the academy.
The familiar place was now filled with a strange and cold feeling.
Although Qiao Jin felt that it was strange, he was concerned about the poison in Yan Xiao Yi's body so he directly snuck into the library.
The second floor of the library could only be opened by the librarian.
Just as Qiao Jin was thinking of a way to open the door to the second floor, he suddenly heard some movement coming from the library. It seemed like someone was talking and walking over.
He could vaguely tell that it was the principal's voice.
Qiao Jin was anxious.
If the Principal were to find out that a student had entered the academy during the holidays, it would be a violation of the academy's rules, and the student would be forcibly expelled from the academy.
Who knows, the Dean might even discover the secret of the devil class.
Just at this moment, the brocade pouch that Ye Qing Luo handed to him fell out.
The door to the second floor of the library opened.
He fell into the second floor of the library, and the door quietly closed.
At the same time, it also blocked the sound coming from the first floor of the library.
Qiao Jin stood up fearfully and quickly ran in the direction of the medicine refining room.
However, there was not a single soul in the medicine refining room.
The entire pill refinery was in a mess. It did not look like a place where people lived at all.
On the wooden table filled with medicinal herbs, there was also a half-eaten meal.
Qiao Jin picked up the food and sniffed it. It was already rancid.
It had been here for at least two days.
In other words, the Ghost Doctor would no longer be in the medicine refining room since the academy's holidays began.
If they couldn't find the Ghost Doctor, what should they do with the poison in Xiao Yi's body?
Qiao Jin was burning with anxiety. He put down the spoiled food and was just about to open the door of the refining room to leave.
However, he heard the terrified screams of a young boy coming from outside.
"You, you lied to me …" The youth roared.
Faintly, a low sneer could be heard.
That youth seemed to want to escape. His hurried footsteps rang out as he ran in the direction of the refining room.
Qiao Jin's heart tightened as he scanned the surroundings, wanting to see where he could hide.
The young man suddenly staggered and fell to the ground.
The young man shouted in fear, "Dean, please let me go. My mother is still waiting for me at home. I don't want to enter the class of gods anymore. Please let me go home …"
Qiao Jin's body suddenly stiffened.
Dean?
Class of Gods?
This young lad was a student of the Heavenly Academy?
What had the dean done to the academy's students?
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the youth let out a blood-curdling scream, and then there was no more sound.
That student was dead?
Qiao Jin felt a chill run down his spine.
The dean killed a student of the academy?
What, what was going on?
Without waiting for Qiao Jin to digest this news, he heard the Dean's voice again: "Lord Protector, the soul of this Mystic Profound eighth grade student has been extracted."
After a moment of silence, Qiao Jin did not hear the voice of that so-called Lord Protector.
The dean's obviously flattering voice rang out again, "Lord Protector, please rest assured. This time, I have prepared the souls of four students for the Lord."
The souls of four students?
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