"My ancestor, what the hell do you want? I've been shopping with you for a morning, if you haven't thought about it, can we change the day?" Geng Zhiming was about to collapse.

"Brother Ming, don't, stay with me for a while. Nan Qianyue said coquettishly.

"Geng Zhiming?"

Geng Zhiming was thinking about whether the princess would burn down the bedroom if he ran away at this time, when a savior came.

"I am Lu Yunxin, the president of the student union. Someone reported you for beating up a substitute, come with me. There should be a program that must be in place. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go now. Geng Zhiming was almost grateful.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Nan Qianyue's face changed.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, the substitute class is assigned by our student union, and now that such a thing has happened, if you don't do some face-saving work, the prestige of the student union will no longer exist. Lu Yunxin said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Prestige? How much is the prestige of your student union worth? Brother Ming wants to accompany me today, and he can't go anywhere!"

“...... The princess is a student at school, and the student has no right to command the student council. ”

"You're so daring!"

......

Geng Zhiming: I don't know where I'm going for a long time.

"Look, look, the male god has replied to me!" In the Beichen Society, Xia Xiaoxi happily raised the letter in his hand.

"Be quiet, this is a public place!" the president whispered, "Let's see what is written first, and you will never be too late to be happy!"

“...... I saw it, and he rejected me. Xia Xiaoxi's voice lowered a little, "However, he said that I am a good girl, and he blesses me to find a more suitable person!

"Convinced, can't you see the good guy card? Isn't this the same as not saying it!" The president looked sorry for Xia Xiaoxi, but in her eyes, there was clearly a flash of pride.

“...... Anyway, I think I've taken the first step, and congratulations! There have been so many things going on in the last few days, and I'm too busy to eat, so can't you say something nice to comfort me?"

"Okay, okay, the theme and exhibition method of this campus festival have been decided, and the rest will be left to your group. ”

"Wait, what's the format of this exhibition?"

"I know every day that I chase you male god, have you forgotten your work!" the president taught, "The exhibition method determined this time is to let the audience feel the charm of ancient civilization in a fantasy world, and your group is responsible for the specific operation, hurry up and get out of my work!"

Xia Xiaoxi stuck out his tongue and ran to the side to assign tasks.

"Ah, Jiang Yifan, what's wrong with your face?" Xia Xiaoxi walked over and looked at the bruises on Jiang Yifan's face with some surprise.

"It's nothing, I hit it myself. Jiang Yifan lowered his head.

"Why are you so careless?" Xia Xiaoxi said casually, "Our group is responsible for presenting the scene, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, it is best to save the scene to be presented in the spiritual power scroll, and when the scroll is opened, it will be foolproof." ”

"But who is going to perform the illusion?" one of the team members asked, "According to the design of the planning team, such a grand scene may require a Soul Master of the Transformation Realm to achieve it!"

"Don't worry about this, although my cultivation is not high, it is more than enough to cope with this. Jiang Yifan said.

"Okay, I'll leave that to you. Xia Xiaoxi threw the scroll in front of Jiang Yifan, "The rest of us come with me, we have other things to do." ”

Nanfeng Society.

"Are you sure everything is done?"

"I'm sure, President. A boy swore that "on the day of the school festival, as long as they open that scroll, something big will happen." That Jiang Yifan is not Ling Chen, if there is such a large-scale accident, the school will definitely expel him!"

"Okay, I'll believe you. Mo Nanfeng snorted coldly, "I want him to know that going against me is the most serious mistake he has ever made in his life!"

Under the auspices of the student union, the campus festival that had been prepared for nearly a month began vigorously. Although Geng Zhiming did not join the club, as Jiang Yifan's friend, he was also invited by Jiang Yifan to the Beichen Club to cheer.

"You guys have a good idea, the ancient call?" Geng Zhiming stabbed Jiang Yifan, who was sitting beside him.

"It wasn't my idea either. Jiang Yifan smiled modestly.

"200,000 years ago, the Holy Heavenly Empress of the Spirit Race gave birth to two princes. Geng Zhiming was about to say something, but the narration of the illusion had already begun and interrupted him.

At that time, the Spirit Emperor was very happy, and named one of them Ostaminos and the other Osgudu, both of which meant justice and hope in the Spirit language. However, at this time, the priest of the Spirit Race made a terrible prophecy. ”

Geng Zhiming's brows suddenly furrowed.

He told the Spirit Emperor that the birth of these two children meant that the fate of the Spirit Clan had come to a crossroads. The elder brother Ostamilos is a representative of light, and the younger brother Oscus is a symbol of darkness. These two children will have a battle, and this battle will determine who they will be the future Spirit Emperor. If the Children of Light win, then the Elves can continue to prosper, but if the Children of Darkness win, then it will also mean the end of the entire Elven history. ”

"There's something wrong with this illusion. Geng Zhiming whispered to Jiang Yifan, "There is also a spiritual technique hidden in it, which is attacking everyone present. ”

"How so? Are you sure?" Jiang Yifan's eyes widened.

"Just look around with your barrier-breaking eyes. ”

When Jiang Yifan heard this, he immediately opened the eye to break the barrier.

Sure enough, purple spiritual power beams inexplicably appeared in the hall, and these spiritual powers were rushing towards Geng Zhiming beside him at this time.

"What's going on, why are they attacking you?"

"I took the initiative to absorb it. The level of this spiritual technique is not high, but if you want to crack it, you must first break the illusion, and there is no way to explain it at that time. Geng Zhiming said, "It's okay, this level of spiritual magic can't do me any harm." ”

"How's that going to work? Wait, I'll break the illusion now. Jiang Yifan said and was about to stand up.

At this moment, a shrill female voice came from next door:

"Ah——!!!h

Accompanied by a thick bass yelling:

"Come on, someone's going to die here!!"