Spotting her gaze, he also looked out the window, the man who had just left.

"Questions?"

"Hmm."

Teacher Si nodded.

"That man, he-"

"The Night King!"

"What a Night King!"

Several voices suddenly appeared, interrupting Teacher Si's words that were about to be spoken.

She blinked and looked towards the door.

There stood several, energetic, seniors of all ages.

At this time, they were all excited and apprehensive, and even looked at the men beside her with some uneasiness.

Of course, there are also those who set their eyes on her.

obscure scrutiny and inquiry, as well as hatred and disgust.

"Something?"

Teacher Si, who was completely undisturbed, held the teacup, tilted his head to look at them, and said slowly:

"It's class time, if you don't have anything important, let's talk about it after class-"

“…… Jun's descendants? ”

Those old people didn't seem to expect this woman to be so calm.

Even the calm one is a little too much.

"Yes."

Teacher Si nodded.

was upright and sincere, and choked several elderly people for a while.

After a while, an old man in dark Tang costume, smashing his cane, glared at her.

"Can't you who are surnamed Jun stop and stop? Come out every once in a while to be a demon? If you don't stir up the bloody wind in the world, you won't give up, right? ”

"Hmm-"

Teacher Si, who was pointed at his nose and scolded, took a sip of tea without being annoyed or angry.

Say slowly:

"This should be the last time."

"What?"

Several elderly people were stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what she meant.

Not to mention, the bear kids who listened with their ears pricked up.

However, the expression on Bai Jiao's face was a little strange.

On the other hand, Ye Mingyan, who had no emotion, looked sideways at her.

Something seemed to flash in the empty and ruthless eyes, and when I looked closely, there was nothing, still empty.

"What do you mean?"

The confused old man stared at her vigilantly and solemnly.

"Say it well! What does that mean exactly? ”

"Literally."

Teacher Si refilled the empty cup with tea and looked at them.

"I'm here to send Ye Yingyan to death, as soon as he dies, the shackles of the Jun family will be broken, and there will be no descendants of the Jun family to continue to instruct Ye Yingyan to be a demon, in the future world, blood is not bloody, blood is not bloody, and it has nothing to do with the surname Jun and Ye Yingyan."

"Who does that have to do with that?"

Standing in the back row of the classroom, Bai Jiao, with his hands in his pockets, asked such an abrupt and inexplicable question.

But somehow.

He felt that he wanted to know the answer to that question.

I always felt that he should know and must know.

"You."

Teacher Si rolled his eyes, looked at the young man who was as clear as the wind, but collapsed to the point of being a little dark, and said slowly:

"Once the Jun clan and the night are divided, this world is yours, what you want it to be, it will be as it is, but it cannot be destroyed, it can only continue-"

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone was shocked.

After all, the amount of information was so large that they couldn't react for a while.

And Ye Mingyan, who heard her words, lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The mandala flower in the center of the eyebrows flashed with a strange red light, setting off his complexion, extremely delicate white, and there was a weak and clever beauty in it.

But it gives the system a strange feeling.

I always feel that his posture with his eyes down and indifferent expression is some-