"Now, little ghost. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info" The lewd man arrogantly retreated from Bo Shao's shoulder.

Bo Shao paused when he heard this, and turned his head to look at the rough-looking lewd man. "Imp?".

Several girls looked at the lewd man with disgust on their faces, and it was obvious that he had a very bad impression of these beautiful girls.

Bo Shao regained his graceful smile and said, "May I ask the eldest brother, what's the matter with you?" I have already thought of 10,000 ways to play this obscene boy group.

"Over there, the teacher told you to come over."

When several girls heard this, they hurriedly signaled Bo Shao not to go, they knew that this group of idle guys was their usual trick to bully junior students, just like any bad boy in an ordinary school.

But Bo Shao smiled and waved his hand, as if he didn't understand what the girls meant. The lewd man walked in the direction of the warehouse with Bo Shao with a triumphant face, and the other two lewd men followed closely with bad intentions when they saw this.

When he reached a remote corner, the lewd man stopped.

"Where's the teacher?" Bo Shao asked, turning his head to look at the two guys behind him.

The lewd man smiled: "We are." ”

"We want to do our duty as a senior and teach you the manners that junior students should have." The other chimed in, the rising ice flame in his hand already eager to blast Bo Shao into an ice sculpture. The offensive magic cast at this distance can make ordinary people breathe in an instant. But most of their flesh is protected by magic, ice barriers, storm armor, etc., so these school bullies are used to these insignificant pranks.

"I've only learned very rudimentary magic, so I won't show it to the seniors to laugh." Bo Shao's tone was tactful, and he deliberately pretended to be a little scared and retreated again and again.

But Bo Shao never expected such a plea for mercy to make these scum who had fun with bullying stop, a layer of mud had risen from under his feet, and two hands reached out from the quagmire and firmly grasped Bo Shao's ankles. The ice flame was thrown out like a javelin, and Bo Shao saw it in his eyes, but his face did not change.

In the blink of an eye, the silt was blasted into frozen ground by the ice flames, and Bo Shao should have been frozen into an immovable work of art in the silt, but at this moment, the others were gone, and only two shoe prints were left on the silt.

"Blown to ashes?" The fat man who used the ice spear technique looked around for Bo Shao's figure, but the fear in his heart spread unconsciously to his whole body, and he saw the lewd man who took the lead staring at him in horror, behind him to be exact. He swallowed his saliva, turned his head slowly, and fell straight down to himself with a face that rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth, he was startled, and reflexively jumped backwards, and the fallen body fell heavily to the ground with a "poof" sound, and the fat man realized that it was the Mediterranean Sea with him.

"Senior." This call, which was not light or heavy, frightened the lewd man, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the fat man had dragged the Mediterranean Sea away. He didn't dare to look back, there are many legends about demons in his hometown, one of which is: when the demon calls you, you must not turn back, he will take the person who sees his face back to hell. The lewd man has been frightened by these horror stories since he was a child, and he swallowed nervously to regain the fear in his heart, and repeatedly told himself that this is just a weak and easy to push down junior. And just like that, he turned his head trembling all over.

The first thing that catches your eye is the red eyes, then the teeth that are as sharp as bats, and the mouth that just now whispered to the senior is now wide open to the arteries in his neck like a hippopotamus, as if he will tear his neck in the next second. He didn't want his image and dignity at this time, he hadn't run so fast since he was born, and he ran towards the crowded hall with a rolling belt, and shouted frantically in his mouth, "Don't kill me!" I don't want to go to hell......"

Bo Shao scratched his head helplessly, he didn't want to do this at all, he snapped his fingers, and his waist-length silver hair hung down like a clear waterfall.

Magic is declining so fast that three hundred years ago, disguise was still ubiquitous, but today, three hundred years later, it is almost extinct...... Bo Shao shook his head, but the sudden burst of explosions outside the window attracted his attention.

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