Chapter 1892: School of the Undead (1)

Looking at the Moor beast that rushed all the way, Shen Yanxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She slowly fell to the ground and licked her sore shoulder.
After more than two hours of fighting, she has spent most of her time on the arrows in her ring. She can't count how many arrows she shot.
Losing this time is a huge undead creature. If you change it in a small size, Shen Yanxiao feels that he may not be so lucky.
Shen Yanxiao is still secretly summing up the experience of this war, but a large wave of black shadow has rushed to her face, surrounded her.
"You... did you run the Moor?" A dead girl screamed in a nearly twisted voice.
Shen Yanxiao was born and shouted back to God by this scorpion. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a group of undead teenagers burying themselves in a mess.
I am going, what is the situation?
What do these little idiots want to do?
"You are a low-level undead? Impossible..." The undead boy was determined after he was close to Shen Yanxiao. The death of Shen Yanxiao was indeed a low-level undead, but there was something in the dead that made him feel weird. The place, for a while, also did not understand.
"Your arrow is so strong? Where did you learn?"
A group of undead teenagers, screaming in the face of Shen Yan Xiao Yan did not play.
Shen Yan Xiao Biaoba eyes, looking at this group of curious undead teenagers with full face, the heart is full of speechless.
Can this group of idiots be more stupid? Did they realize that they had just experienced a hunt!
After a delay in waiting for Shen Yanxiao’s response, the group of undead teenagers looked at Shen Yanxiao with some doubts. If they changed to normal times, they would never be so happy with a low spirit, but Shen Yanxiao was just They showed amazing archery in front of them, which made their proud heart somewhat convergent.
"Hello, my name is Yi Rui, thank you for saving us." A younger undead boy seems to have noticed the indifference of Shen Yanxiao. He smiled and looked at Shen Yanxiao.
Shen Yan Xiao Yu like Iri, she remembers that when they were chased by the Moore beast, this undead teenager has been working hard to organize other companions to attack the Moorish beast, although the effect is not obvious, but it is a bit of a brain. .
"No, if I have nothing, can I go?" Shen Yanxiao pulled the corner of her mouth, she did not intend to stay with this group of idiots.
Eric looked at Shen Yanxiao and looked at his companions. Then he said: "That, please wait. We are actually students of the Wetfire Academy. This time we came to the Death Forest and the tutor gave us the task."
Iry is also very helpless. There are only 20 people in this team. They are still underage purebred undead. As a result, they have received the mission to the dead forest. No one expected that they would just enter the dead forest soon. In the case of the ferocious Moor, if it wasn’t for Shen Yanxiao, it would be estimated that many of them would die in the hands of the Moor.
"The School of the Fire?" Shen Yanxiao picked up his eyebrows.
She remembers that there is a record in the law of the undead. In the world of the undead, there is a college similar to human beings, which is devoted to teaching the underage of the undead how to accumulate their own strength. These colleges are generally divided into three categories, one is specifically targeted at The purebred undead is open, one is open to the resurrection of the undead, and the other is open to both undead.