Chapter 70: The Blood's Tearful Eyes
In the cafeteria, I have to say that Alaska eats and sweats. Black Feather and Putz are fine, no pressure. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
He knew Professor Aristotle for what he really was, and it was stressful to have dinner with Aristotle, and she sat right next to him.
"Alaska, eat more! Come on, this roast leg of lamb professor will bring it to you, eat more to see how thin you are. Aristotle lovingly handed him a roast leg of lamb, but the young man did not seem to appreciate it at all.
Bastard! He took the black, crumpled leg of roast lamb with a trembling arm, and looked at it with a look of disgust, terrible.
This thing is terrible, Professor Aristotle definitely did it on purpose, wanting to see him sad.
"What's wrong? Alaska, eat it. "Aristotle's smile is sunny, a kind of youthful beauty, refreshing people's hearts.
Alaska hesitated, he looked at the leg of mutton in his hand and felt disgusted.
Damn it, the seemingly refreshing wind was the sultry summer air, and Alaska stared at Professor Aristotle viciously. How hypocritical should you be? It was obvious that she did it on purpose, and Aristotle knew he didn't like to eat roast leg of lamb.
Fortunately, Kuroba's intelligence resolved his contradictions, and she laughed and said, "Professor! Why didn't Potz and I have such good luck, you see Pots is about to cry, let Pots eat, Alaska? ”
"Huh?" Pots opened his mouth slightly, and before he could react, he let out a whimper, and his eyes were hazy with tears.
Black Feather leaned forward and grabbed the leg of lamb and handed it to Parks, but Professor Aristotle didn't say anything, but smiled and continued to enjoy the food.
"Whew." Alaska was suddenly relieved, and sighed slightly almost undetectably, he cast a grateful glance at Black Feather, but fortunately Black Feather was smart. As for Ports? I don't know what happened, but I had a lot of fun.
Cut off the last bite of bacon, wipe your hands with an Alaskan tablecloth, and rinse your mouth in a nearby basin of water.
"Alright, now we're going to Professor Gamma, and you must accept your punishment." Aristotle said.
"I think we will, but it's you, Professor, it's a blessing to go to the rest area in the middle of the night." Alaska took the opportunity to retort, he really couldn't help it, this class leader is really hypocritical!
But Aristotle didn't answer, a taunt flashed in her eyes, and then she didn't respond to Alaska, turned away, and left a sentence: "Follow me, I think we must go to Professor Gamma sooner, if it's too dark..."
Dark? Alaska followed Professor Aristotle, but thought of the Bloods. Bloodline! The darlings of the night, the cursed of the day, they live in jealousy and hatred, constantly following the old life.
At this moment he wondered if he would meet the Bloods in the Jungle, whether Aristotle's tricks were bluffs or real, and what did she have to do with the Bloods?
However, he quickly patted his head and glanced at Black Feather and Ports, no matter what, he had to get the things in front of him right. At least you can't let two friends get hurt in the dense forest, it will be embarrassing!
Through the hallways of the castle, they followed the spiral staircase to the second floor, then turned left and right again to enter the teleportation room.
In order to prevent students from playing pranks, or skipping classes and other bad things, the teleportation room and reception room in Ulshiri are one-way. Although the two rooms are together and attached to each other, the distance is not too far.