To be honest, I found that I was sometimes hypocritical, and if I hadn't recognized the bed at first, I might not have met the goblin that had fallen into blood mold for eight lifetimes, and if it wasn't for this goblin, I probably wouldn't have stayed up all night without sleeping and searching for tunnels all over the village.

By now, I thought that the problem with the bed had been cured, and I was lying in the carriage and sleeping in the dark.

And people like Li Xue, Su Ling'er, and Zhou Shuai are all cultivators, and not sleeping all night has no effect on them at all.

While I was sleeping, these people were excitedly looking for goblins all over the village!

There's no comparison to these supermen, really.

I'm tired now, and I just want to play chess with Zhou Gong for a while.

I don't know how many friendships I had with Zhou Gong, and I woke up after my bladder protested against me seriously and responsibly.

"Hmm...."

I stretched comfortably, and just like that, I felt the blood flowing all over my body, and the whole person could be described as a cool word.

I lifted the curtain and looked out the window, the sun was already setting, and it was already evening.

It is estimated that in the next time, Bowen sent someone to the school to call someone, and the people from the school should have arrived at this time.

I hurriedly got up and got out of the car to see who Ling Youhan had sent to see who had come, and it was a big matter to fill my stomach first.

After all, I'm also a little flower of the motherland, right?

As soon as I lifted the curtain of the carriage, a familiar figure appeared in front of me.

Blonde, black teacher uniform.

Well, that's her!

I excitedly said directly, "Teacher Joan of Arc, you're here!"

Joan of Arc turned around and touched my head, and said to me with a bit of a feigned anger: "Why did you come here to deal with the goblins without saving the teacher a little bit of peace for a good vacation? I heard Li Xue say that you were almost attacked last night? What do you think about it, how can a boy who is usually very smart not be careless when he encounters this kind of thing? You just don't think about yourself, you have to think about your mother......

Well, I'll interpret Joan of Arc's spoofing as feigned anger.

Although it was a bit of nagging, I still understood that Teacher Joan of Arc's original intention was for my good, and I quickly interrupted before Joan of Arc really began to break it: "Hey, teacher, why are you here alone?"

Although I admit that I may be a little narcissistic, I also don't believe that Ling Youhan only sent Joan of Arc alone.

How can I say that I have something to do with the federal president now, and the director of Lingda can't really see me die here, no matter how unpleasant he looks at me, right?

As I expected, Teacher Joan of Arc nodded and replied, "I came with Teacher Isabella, and she took Li Xue and the three of them up the mountain to study the traces of the goblins. You are also the first person in the history of the school, how can other students call the teacher when they come to perform tasks, tell me about your ......"

Why do I think that Teacher Joan of Arc didn't see me for a day, and this problem has suddenly become an advanced stage.

I'm used to hearing Jeanne d'Arc's promptings, but now my bladder is still protesting against me.

Faced with such a situation, I had to use a long-standing stunt: urine!

I hurriedly said, "Teacher, I'll go to the toilet!"

After saying that, I'll run away!

Well, I'm now lying on the table with a broken face and looking at Joan of Arc in front of me.

Before I broke down, I used urine and food to escape, and I found all kinds of excuses to escape the nagging of Teacher Joan of Arc. But can I say that this is the Joan of Arc teacher who has been with me for half a year?

All my words have been interrupted by Joan of Arc that I must follow you for your safety.

And then in the three hours I waited for Li Xue and the others to come back, my hearing was almost gone because of self-protection.

Although I have always been very familiar with the fragmentation of Teacher Joan of Arc, I never imagined that Teacher Joan of Arc would be able to talk nonsense to the entire Federation and even the peace of the whole world for me because of a problem of taking over the task.

I don't know why, I have a grudge against my cheap daddy plus one.

Now I was sitting there like a demented person, while Li Xue, Su Ling'er and Zhou Shuai were sitting there being baptized by Teacher Joan of Arc.

Seeing this scene, my depressed mood calmed down a lot at once.

It must hurt to be beaten, but if you are beaten together, at least there is comfort in your heart!

It was a new face that caught my attention.

Her wavy blonde hair was draped around her waist, she wore a silver mask that covered half of her face and only her eyes were exposed, and she was dressed in silver light armor, and the most striking thing was a halberd that radiated a chilling light beside her.

Don't ask me why I know she's a woman.

After all, whose men's close-fitting armor has two protrusions!

Ao That's right, it seems that Zhou Shuai really has to be like this.

At that time, I heard from Teacher Joan of Arc that there was a teacher named Isabella, it should be this one, right?

While Joan of Arc's attention was not on me, I quickly stood up and ran to the fierce-looking man, I squeezed out a smile from the sunniest and greeted, "You are Teacher Isabella, I am..."

"Brush!"

The cold light flashed in front of my eyes, and I was so frightened that I was directly stunned on the ground.

Well, I'm not the only one who is scared, my sister Li Xue and Su Ling'er and Zhou Shuai and Joan of Arc are all startled, and my sister and Teacher Joan of Arc are almost throwing instant magic at this.

Isabella glanced at us, pointed to a tiny winged insect poking at the tip of the halberd, and said with a blank face, "There are mosquitoes." ”

I really looked in the direction of her finger, and um, I confirmed, it was really a mosquito on it.

This is normal.

Well, that's normal.

Normal, a yarn!

I've heard of cannons hitting mosquitoes, but I've never heard of euphorbia stabbing mosquitoes!

Just for a mosquito, do you always use this like this?

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I've had a lot of children with this problem, okay, why is this another one?

Joan of Arc finally stopped nagging, and she said with a smile on her face: "Isabella, what are you doing, scaring children so much." ”

Isabella glanced at Joan of Arc and said in the same tone as before, "There are mosquitoes." ”

Can I understand that you have an almost crazy obsession with mosquitoes?

Well, I'll admit that I was defeated.

Compared to these cultivators, I'm really a normal person!

They have lost all their brains in their daily cultivation, right?

Joan of Arc also had a defeated expression, she walked up to Isabella and introduced helplessly: "This is Teacher Isabella, except for Lotte, you should all know her." She's an expert in Warcraft, and she's sent to help us this time. ”

It is worthy of being the head of my family department and the head teacher of the class, and we are quite quintessential in using you.

I looked at the woman who was known as an expert in Warcraft, and finally found a reason for her "normality".

After all, Professor Yang also said that he was an expert in the treatment of Internet addiction, and as a result, this guy learned to be electrocuted, and he had nothing to do with electricity, and finally won a title called Thunderbolt King.

Well, that's pretty expert.

Considering that most of the experts I know are either liars or mentally ill, Isabella's realism is a small thing compared to the Thunderbolt King now.

Don't blame me for being so mean, you won't be impressed if someone chops you around with such a big halberd in front of you.

I glanced at Li Xue and them, I don't know Zhou Shuai and Su Ling'er, but I know Li Xue very well.

This girl has been educated at home since she was a child, and she is known as a genius at school, not only in cultivation This girl is talented, but also outstanding in learning, and she knows even more than the teacher knows at a young age.

Don't look at my sister, she is still quite well-behaved (underwhelming) in front of me, but I know that my sister is arrogant and has never served a few people.

But this time, when Joan of Arc introduced Isabella, Li Xue didn't react at all, and even nodded.

Just like that, I had a whole new understanding of Isabella.

It is said that if the body has a special ability, the person will be different.

Is he really an expert?

I raised my hand and hurriedly asked, "Teacher Isabella, what did you find when you went up the mountain just now?"

No matter what my first impression of Isabella was, since she took Li Xue and the others out, it was always rewarding. Judging from Li Xue's reaction, Ling Youhan should not have cheated me this time.

Isabella looked at me and said in a flat tone, "There are indeed goblin tracks around here, and most of them were created last night. Judging from the number and size of the footprints, the number of these goblins is as high as about 560, and there are traces of spiritual power left by evolved goblin swordsmen and goblin magicians, the specific number is unknown, but in terms of the quality of spiritual power, it is only at the apprentice level. Considering their sudden retreat last night, the possibility of a Goblin Patriarch in the vicinity has increased considerably, but it cannot be ruled out that the odor gas is too strong to cause the retreat. ”

I listened to my eyelids skip a beat, Isabella said it simply, but it made my little heart beat like a bouncy ball.

I have no reason not to believe she's alarmist.

But if it's really like what Isabella said, then didn't I almost pass by death yesterday?

560 goblins mixed with some goblin evolutions, as long as Li Xue and the three of them are dragged down, then this village is not arbitrarily controlled by them?

Really, with just one sentence I had any prejudice against Isabella gone.

After all, I'm also a person who is quite afraid of death.

But how could it be so coincidental?