Traveler In the World

Carrying a schoolbag, standing at the door of the unfamiliar and familiar school, Yi Daoren's expression was as cold as if he could drop ice scum.

"XXX Second Elementary School... This is really a familiar name!"

The immature voice spit out from Yi Daoren's mouth, corresponding to his immature face like that of a primary school student!

This face doesn't show the slightest of his appearance... or, in other words, it is completely impossible to see what he looks like now, because this face is not the face he changed in the world of alchemy, but before that, before he arrived in alchemy The world doesn't even have the face he had when he grew up... that's his real face!

Wearing a rustic school uniform, carrying a dirty schoolbag, standing at the door of the elementary school, the experience of growing up, the incredible adventure in another world, as if it was just a dream, everything was false!

It's just that Yi Daoren knows that everyone else can think it's fake, but he can't, unless he really wants to stay here forever!

"Daoist priest, what are you doing with the pestle at the door? If you don't go in, it will be too late for self-study..." A little boy suddenly caught on the neck of Yi Daoren whose thoughts drifted to somewhere, and said in a familiar tone.

But before he could finish speaking, Yi Daoren had already slammed him onto the concrete floor in front of him with a neat over-the-shoulder throw!

"what!"

In the piercing screams, the neck of the little boy who hooked Yi Daoren's neck was distorted at a strange angle, and blood gushed out from the back of his head.

"Yi Daoren! What are you doing?!" Wearing a fat gray suit that didn't fit well and a hairstyle with a period style, a man in his thirties or forties ran out of the school and saw the little boy on the ground. , widened his eyes: "You...you..."

In Yi Dao-ren's vague memory, this seemed to be one of his elementary school teachers.

"Sorry, I was thinking about something."

"Can I throw my classmates to the ground if I think about it? And the blood is pouring out!" The teacher glared at Yi Daoren, and hurriedly went to check the little boy's condition, but after squatting down to take a look, his angry expression instantly He froze, and then showed a look of panic: "Dead...dead...dead?! How is it possible?!"

The terrified teacher reached out to touch the little boy's chest, but he didn't feel any heartbeat, and when he probed the little boy's nose, he didn't feel the slightest breath!

"Dead...really dead..." After murmuring with a stiff expression for a moment, he suddenly turned his head and glared at Yi Daoren with an indifferent expression, and roared: "What have you done? You have ruined your life. do you know?!"

"I'm a minor, and this is manslaughter, so it won't be a big problem." Yi Daoren stated his point of view in a flat tone, without any remorse.

"You!" The shocked and angry teacher was speechless for a moment, and then slapped Yi Daoren with a slap in the face.

It's just that the teacher's slap didn't hit Yi Daoren. Although his meat quality has recovered to the level that a primary school student should have after returning...he came here, but his consciousness is still there, so when he saw the teacher's arm raised, he directly improved a straight punch!

"Ugh!"

Because of his height and Yi Daoren's judgment on himself and the teacher, he chose to attack the teacher's lower body, which caused the teacher to be knocked down by Yi Daoren with a single blow even if he was an adult. The lower body grows like a dehydrated fish and takes a big breath, even Shen Yin can't let it out for a while!

"Is it interesting to fool my memory? Could it be that I still don't know how to choose after experiencing it a few times?" His eyes were so dull as to look like stagnant water, and he swept over the pained teacher who was crawling and covering his crotch, and the surrounding panic or The indignant people, Yi Daoren's mouth drew a cold and evil shallow arc.

"Di Di!" The whistle sounded outside the crowd, and then a squat middle-aged man walked in. After seeing the teacher and the little boy lying on the ground, his expression panicked, and then he said solemnly: "What is this? What's going on?!"

When questioning, he looked at Yi Daoren who was standing in front of the two, and frowned: "Classmate..."

"Principal! Be careful, this brat killed that child, and also beat up Teacher Sun!"

The chunky middle-aged man who wanted to ask Yi Daoren what was going on at first stopped walking towards Yi Daoren in an instant: "Is what they said true?"

"it is true."

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"Know."

"You bastard, you..."

"You should call the police over now and notify my parents by the way, instead of lecturing or scolding me." After Yi Daoren finished speaking quietly, he slowly walked into the school's gate with his schoolbag on his back: "I will be there at the school. Waiting for them to come over at the playground, I hope you don't do drastic things and cause this matter to continue to intensify."

Watching Yi Daoren slowly walk towards the playground, the short, fat middle-aged man who was the principal was furious and could not wait to rush up to teach this stinky boy a lesson, but after seeing the teacher around him and the little boy who had lost his breath of life. , he had to press this idea again.

"Mr. Sun, what's going on?" He didn't dare to ask the elementary school student from Yi Daoren~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He could only ask another victim present.

It just so happened that Teacher Sun also came over at this time, grinning and covering his crotch, stood up and said: "I don't know very well, I just saw Lin Zheng suddenly fell on Yi Daoren, and then Yi Daoren fell to the ground, and then that's it. ... so dead!"

"Dead? Really dead?!" The principal felt his anger gradually receding, and replaced it with an emotion called fear: "Why did the Yi Dao person suddenly kill Lin Zheng? Did they have conflicts before? And he What kind of character is he? I think he's a bit strange..."

The questions that seemed like a barrage of cannons made Mr. Sun, who had not yet fully recovered, feel a little dizzy, but he still replied: "There seems to be no dispute between them, as for Yi Daoren's character... He seems to be a little dull all the time. I don’t usually talk much, but my academic performance has always been at the top of the class.”

"Anything in elementary school can be top-notch! But you said he has a dull personality...this kind of child..." After a moment of contemplation, the principal said, "You go and inform his parents, I will call the police and 120 to come here. ."

After finishing speaking, the principal took out an old Nokia mobile phone to call the police. Mr. Sun took a short rest, and then went to the office to look through the contact information left by Yi Daoren's parents.

However, when they had walked less than a few steps, they were suddenly stunned, and then found that one was watching the students entering the school at the school gate, and the other was driving towards the school in a three Santana car.

"What did I just want to do?"

In front of the school, Yi Daoren quietly looked at the school's name, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"It's really hard not to have a trace of regret!"

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