_Chapter 857 My Wife Is a Goddess

"You two come here!" Cheng Dieyi instructed Hongyan and Ziyu, and the two shape-shifting beasts did not dare to slack off, and soon walked to her side. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a wave of Cheng Dieyi's hand, two clusters of golden mangs entered the eyebrows of Hongyan and Ziyu.

Hongyan and Ziyu's bodies shook together, and they felt that there was something indescribable in their souls. That is no longer a power that they can explore or understand at this level.

"Whether we can break free from the illusion or not, maybe it's up to the two of you!" Cheng Dieyi said softly.

Her delicate body was trembling faintly, and Zhuang Yichen understood that it was an emotion called fear. Cheng Dieyi once told Zhuang Yichen that this place was an ancestral land of her family, but at this time he was a little suspicious.

Because Cheng Dieyi is both unfamiliar and familiar with everything in this ruins, it is like an amnesiac person slowly recovering his memory in his own home.

However, he didn't feel any malice on Cheng Dieyi, it seemed to be just a means of self-protection, so Zhuang Yichen didn't think much about it at this time.

Anyway, he and Cheng Dieyi and Leng Rushuang once had a very pure and beautiful memory, although they were not in love, but they have always been engraved in their hearts.

In the end, even if you are deceived, it should be the price of this friendship.

A transparent vortex suddenly appeared from the front, with an ethereal and illusory aura. The corners of Cheng Dieyi's mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile, this illusion didn't give much time. Even if you don't step in, you'll come to your door.

"Remember, if you find me in the illusion, you must wake me up! Otherwise, you can only be reincarnated in the illusion again and again!" Cheng Dieyi shouted at Zhuang Yichenjiao.

At this time, a wave hit in the transparent whirlpool and swept Cheng Dieyi in.

Zhuang Yichen's expression was dazed, and before he could react, another wave appeared, involving him as well.

Consciousness suddenly fell silent, and Hongyan and Ziyu had also been swept into the tide at this time.

The sunlight was extremely dazzling, and Zhuang Yichen suddenly woke up. The alarm clock on the table vibrated violently at this time, the kind that made a lot of noise.

"Oh no, it's almost late!" Zhuang Yichen screamed miserably, he didn't even bother brushing his teeth and washing his face, he quickly put on his clothes and shoes, and rushed out with his schoolbag.

"Why am I going to study again?" the thought flashed through his mind, but it quickly faded.

"Yew Middle School, the fifth class of high school!" Zhuang Yichen touched his nose and walked in after hesitating.

"Zhuang Yichen, you're late again!" A coquettish and majestic voice sounded, and he stood in front of the podium with his head down, listening to the teacher in front of him who was extremely hot and reprimanded.

"Strange, this teacher is so strange, she is so beautiful, why don't you go to be a star? Just send a photo to the WeChat group, and it will become popular!" Zhuang Yichen thought in a mess, and he was in a daze.

"By the way, I read a good book "My Wife is a Goddess" last time, is it falling into such a story?"

"And what the hell is WeChat? How do I have all these messy thoughts?" he began to wonder if he had been a little nervous about staying up late reading novels lately.

"Okay, you can go back to your seat first!" Ziyu exhaled softly, and after reprimanding this naughty student for a long time, there was no response, but she seemed to have a feeling of fear.

It's really strange, I am a dignified gold medal teacher, a class teacher, how can I be afraid of my students?

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I'm late!" At this time, a burly and tall man entered the classroom with a very beautiful and innocent girl.

"Hehe, Mr. Cheng, the time is just right!" Ziyu frowned for a moment when she said about Mr. Cheng, the man in front of her who was said to be a big entrepreneur didn't seem to have the surname Cheng, right?

"That's good! Little girl Dieyi will take care of you more in the future!" Mr. Cheng left the classroom after speaking.

"Wow, what a pretty girl!"

"Yes, I can guarantee that she is definitely the most beautiful school girl in our school!"

"What, there can't be a more beautiful girl than her in the whole county!" The male classmates were all boiling at this time, and the female classmates all cast jealous eyes.

However, Dieyi is like an expressionless Barbie doll, and even her eyes seem to have no focus.

"Dieyi, you can sit in the third row!" Ziyu smiled and arranged the seats, and the only vacant seat in the third row was next to the school-level figure, a very handsome boy.

"No, teacher, I want to sit there!" Cheng Dieyi said, pointing to the last row.

Zhuang Yichen: "Why ......"

Because the place that Cheng Dieyi pointed to was beside him! Zhuang Yichen sat in the last row, which was the position of the recognized errand student.

The boys' various unkind glances were cast, if the eyes could kill, Zhuang Yichen thought that he would have died a hundred times now.

Ziyu smiled dryly: "Dieyi, it's too far away from the blackboard, which has an impact on your eyesight!

"I just like to sit there!" Cheng Dieyi didn't like her, and walked straight towards the last row.

Ziyu had no choice but to cast a threatening look at Zhuang Yichen and said, "Zhuang Yichen, don't you affect the study of other Dieyi's classmates!"

"I didn't want to influence her, now she wants to influence me, okay!" Zhuang Yichen slandered in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

Cheng Dieyi had already walked to the position at this time, and after glancing at Zhuang Yichen lightly, he sat down naturally, as if there was just a cat and a dog beside him.

"It seems to have become colder, and even less emotional!" Zhuang Yichen flashed another thought, and immediately panicked.

"Why did I use another word? I saw her for the first time!" he felt inexplicably frightened.

After a morning of class, Zhuang Yichen always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something very important.

And Cheng Dieyi's existence is like a glowing sphere, always attracting ignorant moths to pounce.

However, after the most handsome school grass hit the wall three times in a row, the rest of the male classmates also gave up.

No matter how beautiful a girl is, she can't smile or speak, but just looks at you coldly or stares blankly, which is enough to scare off nine out of ten people.

The rest of those who are still interested are some people who think they are awesome or really awesome, and as for ordinary male classmates, they are naturally defeated.