Chapter 480 can't change the essence of waste
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A group of students behind him burst into laughter.
"When you say that, I'm also curious~ Night classmate, you fainted at the scene of being chased by killers, you look so stunning, those killers ...... I'm afraid I'm reluctant to kill you like this. ”
Saying this, everyone's eyes looked at the night clear, adding a bit of ambiguity.
Their movement here also attracted the attention of the diners on the first floor.
They all looked at the night clearing.
The night is clear, the waste young master of the Sanquan Sect, there is no one in Sanquan City who does not know her.
Especially for a person who has been wasted for more than ten years, she was suddenly able to cultivate, and she was also admitted to the Shangxuan Academy, setting a record for the shortest time for the admission assessment of the Shangxuan Academy.
It is also a sensation in the entire Sanquan City.
Not to mention...... Now the eldest sister who is clear in the night, the night is shallow, and the glamorous name has spread in all directions.
At this time, I heard these students of the Gao Xuan class talk about this hypothesis, and then I thought of Ye Qingqian......
Perhaps, in the bloodline of this night family, there is a prodigal factor.
"Don't, don't say it......" Yan Zhenfei listened to the voices of the classmates around her, and trembled.
She looked at Ye Qingluo in horror, looked at Liu Xuelan, and walked into the private room quickly: "If you don't want to eat, just wait outside!" ”
The two female students sang and harmonized, successfully brainwashing the diners, and they all decided that Ye Qingluo was insulted by those killers, and they were in a happy mood.
Suddenly, they heard Liu Xuelan's loud shout, and they were startled.
When he turned his head to look at Liu Xuelan, he saw that Liu Xuelan's face was pale, and he looked horrified at the night.
They frowned.
I really can't understand that Liu Xuelan would be afraid of the waste of a demon class.
For Liu Xuelan, they usually pat their sycophants flatteringly, but because of Liu Xuelan's current position as acting vice president.
Because the night is shallow, because of Liu Xueyue, their Gao Xuanban is not less planted in the hands of Ye Qingluo.
It's all a joke for the Academy.
Now that they have walked out of the academy, in front of these people outside the academy, the two female students can't bear this breath.
They are students of the Gao Xuan class, and they are high-quality and high-ranking Gao Xuan class students.
Why be suppressed by a notorious waste at every turn?
Why did it become a joke in the Upper Metaphysical Academy, and after leaving the Academy, it had to become a joke?
"Vice President, why should you be afraid of a piece of waste! We're telling the truth! ”
The two schoolgirls walked up to Ye Qingluo, raised their hands and deleted them in her face: "Slut! The sister who wanders in the night is also a prodigal in her bones! ”
Ye Qingluo's thin eyebrows frowned, endured the heaviness coming from his head, his cold eyes froze, and his figure quickly turned sideways.
She reached out and grabbed the wrist of the girl who was slapping her.
With a sharp pull, the schoolgirl's body staggered to the night Qingluo.
A crisp sound sounded on the woman's face.
In Ye Qingluo's hand, he pinched a red feather fan at some point.
She slapped a fan on the schoolgirl's face, and suddenly a deep fan mark was cast.
Ye Qing slapped this slap without the slightest mercy.
Condensed the Xuan Qi, the female student who hit directly vomited blood and water, and several teeth fell out.
Ye Qingluo raised his big hand, like throwing garbage, and threw the female student out.
, I'm in a bad mood!
This group of beam-jumping clowns have to come up to her as a fire bucket, and she's welcome!
"Waste, the students of Gao Xuan's class, no matter how much they think too highly, they can't change the essence of waste!"
The night is clear and her eyes are glowing with coldness, her pink lips are lightly hooked, and she says it word by word.