You are my wife, don't doubt it!

It seemed that the narrow corridor was not conducive to the "Count"'s physical skills, but even though Xiao Yao could get close occasionally, he was still unable to expand the victory. The battle between the two unfolded in the corridor, with constant jumping, dodging, and attacking.

The Earl of Nottingham's attacks became more and more fierce, and his swordsmanship became more and more tricky. Xiao Yao initially thought that it was because of his outstanding physical skills that he was dazzled, but he soon discovered that every time the "Earl" moved too much and gave him an opportunity, the yellow gem on the handle of his curved sword would light up, and then the Earl would disappear in an instant and attack again from another angle from the place where he had just launched the attack.

Holding a blade against bare hands, you dare to cheat! Young people have no martial ethics!

Xiao Yao knew that he had to retrieve his weapon in order to win the battle.

While Xiao Yao was fighting with Earl Nottingham, another battle was going on in full swing in the "College Entrance Examination Arsenal".

"You've picked the wrong guy!" The girl's cold voice carried a hint of anger behind the motorcycle helmet.

"Don't go overboard." Yu Bo warned the two girls beside him.

"Don't go easy on me," Joan snorted, "because I won't go easy on you either!"

"We just want to talk." Yu Bo raised the shotgun in his hand, aiming not at Joan, but at her wheel.

The motorcycle rushed forward frantically, and Joan swung the whip in her hand so fast and fiercely that the three men did not dare to approach her.

Every time she whipped her, there was a whistling sound, and the whip flashed with a cold light, following her movements as nimbly as a snake, following her closely.

Shen Jie kept trying to get close to her, but was repelled by her whip every time.

Each of Joan's attacks seemed to be filled with fanatical murderous intent - but weapons like whips obviously did not have real lethality.

"This person is really contradictory." Yu Bo did not dare to take it lightly.

Joan was so fast that he couldn't aim at all. Every time he aimed, Joan's body shape changed rapidly, making it impossible for him to do anything.

This woman...it doesn't seem like she's riding a motorcycle. It should be said that the motorcycle and she are one.

Or to go further, the motorcycle is her true self.

Joan knew that it was Father Yu who took the lead and it was also Father Yu who wanted to keep her and the "Count".

The locomotive's engine roared, rushing towards Yu Bo with a strong smell.

The woman's gaze pierced through the black windshield of the motorcycle helmet and instantly collided with Yu Bo's gaze, entwining together like two snakes.

"Bogo, be careful!"

Shen Jie released a ball of blazing flames at Joan, but Joan dodged it easily.

Yu Luying concentrated her energy and released a force of ice. Ice cones flew towards Joan, but she nimbly dodged on the motorcycle. The ice cones smashed the bookshelves, books and papers in the "College Entrance Examination Ammunition Depot". In an instant, the ground was covered with book pages and paper scraps.

Joan looked back at Yu Luying, a sly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth buried deep under her helmet. She wrapped the whip around the cones of ice and easily waved them away.

She turned the front of the motorcycle and rushed towards Yu Luying. The front of the motorcycle was full of energy, like a little sun that burst out with hot light in the blink of an eye.

"Be careful!" Father Yu shouted loudly.

Shen Jie suddenly jumped up and kicked towards the motorcycle.

The energy from the locomotive was released instantly, lighting up the entire room, making it difficult to look directly at it.

The two forces collided with a loud bang, and Shen Jie was knocked away by the energy of the motorcycle and hit hard on the bookshelf on the side.

"Sister!" Yu Luying's voice had a hint of crying.

"I... I'm fine..." Shen Jie leaned against the collapsed bookshelf: "Maybe?"

The college entrance examination materials in the "ammunition depot" were overturned, papers and books were flying, and even some bookshelves and tables were smashed. The scene was very chaotic.

The three stopped their attack.

Although Joan said harsh words, she did not pursue the victory. Instead, she looked at Shen Jie, who was obviously injured, with some hesitation.

"Lord, Lord, here I am, please, please, send me." Yu Luying's clear voice rang out again, and Shen Jie felt the pain in her body slowly eased.

"Humph." Joan sneered, "Have you had enough fun?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, she turned the motorcycle around and slowly drove towards the corridor where Xiao Yao was fighting with the "Count".

This time, no one stopped her.

"Fight for honor! Charge!"

In the corridor, Xiao Yao, who was fighting against the "Count", had already picked up his shield.

He raised his shield, charged forward, uttered a war cry, and crashed into Lord Nottingham like a chariot.

Earl Nottington dodged to the side and seized the opportunity to stab Xiao Yao in the side with a knife.

Xiao Yao had already made plans this time. When he saw the "Count" taking action, he swung the scabbard with his right hand to knock the scimitar across.

Sure enough, the scimitar handle flashed yellow light, and the "Count" returned to Xiao Yao's front.

However, this was exactly what Xiao Yao wanted. He swung his scabbard to block, but the real attack was the frontal shield attack.

The "Count", who was changing his body movements, lost the space to dodge the attack and had to use his knife to parry.

The two hit each other again, making a sharp metallic sound, and Earl Nottingham's scimitar was immediately broken into two pieces by Xiao Yao's shield.

"Thank you, thank you!" Xiao Yao said loudly, imitating the tone in martial arts novels.

However, Lord Nottingham had no intention of giving up.

Joan's motorcycle drove out of the stacked rooms and came to the corridor, where she saw the scimitar broken into two pieces on the ground at a glance.

I didn't see Earl Nottingham, but I saw Xiao Yao holding up his shield.

Joan looked up and saw that the rope hook in the left hand of Earl Nottingham, who had lost his scimitar, was hanging on the stone beam. The whole person was hanging there, and the crossbow in his right hand was pointing directly at Xiao Yao.

Shen Jie, who had recovered from her injuries, ran out, followed by Yu Bo and Yu Luying.

"Your great sword!" Shen Jie threw the weapon that Xiao Yao left inside over.

Earl Nottingham was startled by the sudden shout. He became nervous, his hand trembled, and the crossbow arrow was fired.

Xiao Yao subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction where the crossbow arrow was flying - the arrow was in the shape of a sharp cone, and the sound of breaking through the air was sharp and piercing, flying straight towards the light of the boy's life, Comrade Shen Jie.

His body moved faster than his brain. He moved on his own and caught the sword thrown by Shen Jie. He split the wooden arrow into two in mid-air. The sword light flashed through the air like lightning, making a crisp whistle.

"Hiss——" Shen Jie staggered.

"Wife!" Xiao Yao shouted nervously, his voice echoing throughout the room.

"You cut me!" Shen Jie shouted this sentence in a tone that sounded like "You pressed my hair!"

Xiao Yao ran to Shen Jie and squatted down to check the injury on her knee - he saw only a shallow scratch that cut through her fair skin, leaving a few drops of crystal blood.

"How is it? Does it still hurt?" Xiao Yao asked, his eyes full of worry.

Shen Jie looked down at her wound and frowned: "Well, it's just a little skin breakage, it doesn't hurt too much."

At this time, Yu Luying sang hymns softly, trying to help Shen Jie heal her wounds, but this time it didn't work at all.

"Oh no, Dian Zi is about to run away!" Yu Bo suddenly shouted and raised the shotgun in his hand.

Xiao Yao turned around and saw that Earl Nottington was already sitting on the back seat of Joan's motorcycle, with his arms around the woman's waist.

"See you later, you bastards!" Earl Nottington made a gesture to them that was hard to tell whether it was cool or rude, and the motorcycle flew out with a huge turbocharger roar and jumped over the window of the corridor.

The head of the locomotive once again shone with that scorching nuclear heat energy like a little sun, melting the sealed iron fence and smashing the glass windows.

Xiao Yao ran to the edge of the corridor, stretched his head and looked down, only to see Qiong An's motorcycle landed steadily on the school playground and sped towards the school gate.

"So handsome." Xiao Yao murmured to himself.

He suddenly had a new ideal, which was to own a motorcycle of his own.

The young boy stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the school playground shaded by green trees and the sun hanging high in the sky, warm and bright.

Just at this moment.

The green filter that always covered my retina disappeared, the sky turned dark, the rainstorm came all over the sky, and the howling wind roared like a giant beast in my ears. The window was shaking because of the wind and rain, and the water droplets quickly slid down the glass, slowly blurring my vision.

Hmm? Glass? Wasn't the glass just broken by Joan's motorcycle?

Xiao Yao turned around and suddenly felt dizzy.

He shook his head violently, opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that he was in a strange place.

The corridors of the "Great Monastery", the "College Entrance Examination Ammunition Depot", everything has disappeared without a trace.

"Are we back?" Shen Jie looked around and asked hesitantly.

"This seems to be..." Yu Luying said, "Our school's data storage room?"

"It seems so?" Xiao Yao said, "Back to reality again? Song Haijian's palace collapsed?"

The storage room seemed a bit deserted, with dark red brick walls and floors that looked a bit old. The light inside was very dim, and the bookshelves were neatly arranged and filled with books and documents.

Here, the scent of books and ink permeates the air, which gives people a quiet and mysterious feeling.

Yu Bo walked towards a corner and his hand touched the dusty books on the bookshelf.

He brushed away the dust with his fingers, and the writing was clearly visible.

The clock on the wall made a "click, click" sound, accompanied by thunder, which made people feel a chill.

"I am back," Xiao Yao said with certainty, "My armor and sword are gone, and time has begun to flow again."

"Look what this is?" Shen Jie picked up a shiny object on the ground.

"This seems to be something of the Earl of Nottingham." Xiao Yao took it, held it up to the light and squinted his eyes to look at it. It seemed to be the gem with mysterious power on the handle of the scimitar, but it was just a fragment. I don't know why it was preserved in the real world.

"Go and see if Mr. Song is okay?" Yu Bo suddenly thought of something.

Everyone looked at each other and said, "Let's go."

The four of them quietly pushed open the door of the data storage room. Xiao Yao and Yu Luying led the way and walked towards Song Haijian's classroom office.

Xiao Yao noticed that Shen Jie's walking posture was still a little awkward.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yao asked her.

"I..." Shen Jie lowered her head and checked: "My knee still hurts."

Yu Bo turned the direction of the mini flashlight and the light shone on Shen Jie's knees.

The shallow scratches caused by the sword blade are clearly visible.

Everyone gasped.

"You need to get a tetanus shot." Yu Bo said with a frown.

"No, the point is...how did this injury come back again?" Xiao Yao said.

At this moment, Xiao Yao, Shen Jie, and Yu Luying were all thinking of the same thing - the horseshoe prints they saw on Zhou Qi's belly when they lifted up her clothes after coming out of Teacher Yao's hall last time.

Everyone was at a loss as to what to do and couldn't find anything to bandage Shen Jie's wound, so they decided to move on to Song Haijian's office.

"Xiao Yao, does this count as domestic violence?" Yu Bo suddenly made a tacky joke.

Shen Jie didn't say anything.

"Let's do the math." Xiao Yao took out his cell phone and called Zhao Xiaomei.

The phone rang for a long time before the person on the other end picked up.

"What's the matter, Brother Xiao Yao? Why did you suddenly call Xiaomei?" Zhao Xiaomei's familiar voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

Xiao Yao heard the sound of heavy rain coming from the other end of the phone: "Are you outside?"

"Yes, it is."

"You..." Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment: "Are you okay?"

"What can happen to you, Xiaomei? I'm just joking with you, you won't take it seriously, right?" Zhao Xiaomei said with a smile.

"I'm glad you're okay. I'm hanging up." Xiao Yao said, and without waiting for Zhao Xiaomei's reply, he hung up the phone angrily.

Shen Jie glanced at him and didn't ask who he was talking to on the phone.

"I called Zhao Xiaomei," Xiao Yao took the initiative to say, "It seems that she is fine and knows nothing about what happened tonight."

"Is that so..." Yu Bo responded casually.

Xiao Yao believed that after leaving the hall, it was natural to care about the safety of relevant personnel. However, Shen Jie thought to herself, "The wound you scratched me on has just begun to scab over, and you actually called another woman in front of me to show your concern for her." She felt a little unhappy in her heart, but said nothing.

The group walked to the door of Song Haijian's office. It was pitch dark inside and there didn't seem to be anyone there.

Xiao Yao reached out and pushed the office door, and sure enough, it was locked and didn't move at all.

Chapter 148 Be a widow or remarry?