"Bangbangbangbangbang" The big bell that convened students to meet in the Imperial Academy kept ringing, making people wish they could kill the guy who rang the bell.

The students in the class were very nervous and stared at Li Muyun one by one and didn't dare to speak.

"Why ring the bell outside? What does that mean?" Li Muyun rubbed his ears that were numb by the sound and asked in confusion.

"Sir, yes, it's the bell that convenes everyone in the Imperial Academy for a meeting." Tian Yuhe found the answer to the question for Li Muyun.

Li Muyun glared at innocent eyes: "Have a meeting? What? Is it not targeting me?"

All the students below stared at Li Muyun with the same gaze, and the gaze was obviously meant: What do you think?

After verifying his guess, Li Muyun exploded instantly and slapped the table and stood up: "I'm going there. It seems that if these guys don't teach them a lesson, they won't know how many eyes of Prince Ma!"

"Sir! Sir!" Pang Wenlong shouted several times at the angry Li Muyun and rushed to his side: "Sir, be patient, be patient. If you kill someone again, something big will really happen!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill anyone this time." Li Muyun patted Pang Wenlong's shoulder, pulled out the "Son of Emperor's Sword" inserted diagonally between his waist and carried it in his hand and walked out.

But after only a few steps, he seemed to remember something, and turned around and looked at Pang Wenlong: "You guy is pretty good. Let's just stay in my class from now on. No matter what happens, I will protect you."

"Ah?!" Pang Wenlong had no intention of showing any intention. He was just afraid that Li Muyun would be too excited and started a massacre in the Imperial Academy. If that were the case, not only this guy would be done by himself, but he was afraid that their group of students would also be done by following him.

As a result, he didn't want to accidentally plant the willows and would turn into shade, which made Li Muyun change his attitude towards him without grudges. I don't know if this was an unexpected surprise.

However, before Pang Wenlong could figure out why things had developed to this point, his shoulder was already slapped again, and Pei Xingjian's voice came: "Damn, why are you still being stunned here? The sir is gone, hurry up and chase after me."

"Ah?!" Pang Wenlong, who came to his senses, turned his head and looked again, and found that he was the only one left in the school, and the other students were running towards the playground.

...

On the playground behind the Imperial Academy, the four graders, including Tian, ​​Earth, Xuan and Huang, were basically all here, hundreds of people crowded together, looking at the more than forty-odd gentlemen in front of them, they had no idea what had happened.

In fact, this Taixue is really no different from the universities in later generations. It also has four grades, divided into heaven and earth, Xuanhuang; each grade is divided into several classes, A, B, C and D. Apart from the lack of all kinds of messy majors, you can completely regard this place as a university.

When Li Muyun came to the playground, he happened to face more than 40 gentlemen who were so arrogant and professing justice. The old guys said nothing and immediately saw him coming, an old man led by him immediately walked out and stood in front of him: "Li Muyun, you are not welcome in the Imperial Academy. If you still have some self-esteem, please leave yourself."

"Why?" Li Muyun looked at the old man in front of him and asked sneeredly.

He knew that the old man's identity was equivalent to the deputy chief of the mountain, in other words, it was equivalent to the vice principal. However, because he did not understand the specific official system of the Tang Dynasty, he did not know what his position was.

"No, I just don't welcome you here. Isn't that enough?" the old man asked coldly.

"I don't think it's enough!" Li Muyun did not give in and confronted the old man.

"Not enough? Do you still want to continue to be wild? Do you still want to kill me?"

"I won't kill you, but..." Li Muyun shook his hand and carried the 'Son of Emperor's Sword' on his shoulder: "Do you know what this thing is?"

"So what about the 'Son of Emperor'? I have a clear conscience, but I don't believe that you dare to use this sword to kill me." An uncertainty flashed in the old man's eyes, but his tone was not hesitant at all.

By the way, Li Muyun is not a good person. In his previous life, he was suppressed by the powerful aura of Li Shimin and Empress Changsun, and no one was taken seriously by him at all. So when the old man claimed to be the messenger of justice, he immediately angered Li Muyun, who was excluded, who was not very comfortable.

I saw that he didn't talk nonsense to the old man, but just sneered: "Old man, I think you don't cry without seeing the coffin. I want to give me a trick to kill me, right? As a result, I will fulfill you today, and see if your fingers from you can poke me to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Muyun didn't wait for the old man to react. A mistake had already flashed by his side and went directly to the group of teachers behind him. The "Son of Heaven's Sword" in his hand was used as a stick and poked directly to the ribs of the gentleman who had just had a dispute with him.

With a scream of "Ao...", the guy who was poked by Li Muyun immediately fell down.

As a teacher, he naturally cannot compare with those fighting men in the world. Li Muyun's poke almost cost him half his life.

“Bold!”

"Li Muyun, you actually..."

"presumptuous!"

A group of teachers thought that there were many people and powerful people to suppress Li Muyun, but they didn't expect that he was so fierce that he had already started to take action after a disagreement.

But Li Muyun had already made his promise at this time, so he would not care what these people were calling. The "Son of Heaven" in his hand was swung by him, and he didn't care who was ahead, as long as there was someone.

The gentlemen wanted to resist at the beginning, but no matter how powerful they were, they learned all kinds of airs. How could they compare with the professional killer Li Muyun?

So before more than twenty breaths, Li Muyun had already shook over twenty people with the "stick" in his hand, forcing all the remaining teachers behind the "vice principal".

Almost all the students in Class Ding were stunned, and they all opened their mouths, not knowing how to express their admiration for their husbands.

It turns out that a tough life does not need explanation. You can do something wrong and you don’t reason with others at all. If you have such a gentleman, you don’t know whether it’s a blessing or a disaster.
Chapter completed!