Chapter 515: Angel 9 of the Demon Academy
As soon as he stepped out of the classroom door, Herlan shook off White Dome's arm.
She looked at him angrily, her eyes seemed to be burning with a raging fire, and her tone was even more impulsive.
"Bai Qiong, what are you pulling me out for? I don't believe that she is really ......."
He interrupted her words and said coldly, "What if she knows? ”
Bai Qiong looked straight at Herlan, his dark eyes seemed to be spitting ice, and if he was not careful, he might be pierced by the ice pick.
His cold but calm voice stimulated Herlan's nerves, making her almost open her mouth, but she couldn't say a word.
"Hmph, if she didn't fight, she would have made it public!"
Herlan snorted coldly, clasped his hands around his chest, and squinted at the white dome, feeling that he was also too cautious, and the grass and trees were all soldiers!
Bai Qiong didn't bother to pay attention to the stupid woman in front of him!
It wasn't her who was revealed, she would naturally be careless!
God knows, if he is an angel, if his identity is revealed?
What will he suffer in an academy full of demons?!
Bai Qiong turned around and left directly, suddenly feeling that he was better away from her.
That Jing Bu is obviously hostile to them, and there is a ninety percent chance that he knows his identity, and it seems that his plans must be changed.
[Please be careful, that Jing Buzheng is also a tasker.] 】
"What?" Bai Qiong stopped, and the sound of the system in his head shocked him.
[Jing Buzheng is also a tasker. 】
The voice is distinctly mechanical, stiff and emotionless.
"Can you find out what the other party's mission is?"
Bai Qiongyu frowned slightly, biting his nails lightly. What was already tricky became even more unpredictable.
【Di Di Di ——】
[The system is attacked by an unknown attack, and the opponent's level is unpredictable, and the host can choose to abandon the mission of this plane.] 】
Bai Qiong's already frowning brows furrowed even tighter.
"Whew!"
A mocking voice came from behind him, and Herlan's stupid face slowly came into the White Dome's line of sight.
"Bai Qiong, are you scared with this expression?"
"I'm afraid that the scene will not fight!"
Bai Qiong, who was not sure whether to give up this plane, suddenly smiled after staring at Helan's face and looking at it.
The young man has red lips and white teeth, and he is already handsome, because of this smile, it seems that thousands of flowers are blooming, and the beauty makes people can't take their eyes off.
Herlan looked straight in the eye.
!
It's so beautiful.
I want to get on!
Helan, who suddenly realized what he was thinking, turned his face directly gloomy.
She actually wanted to go against her nemesis......
Laugh at!
It must be because he is so good-looking in this plane!
"Helan, good luck."
Bai Qiong directly gave up the task of this plane, and then his eyes closed, and the whole person slowly fell.
"What?!"
Herlan stepped forward and caught the fallen beautiful boy, in her mind, her system was already reporting to her, the tasker Bai Qiong, and the data disappeared.
What does the disappearance of data represent?
Helan, who is also a tasker, couldn't be clearer.
"Damn it, coward!"
Herlan lowered her eyes to look at the young man in her arms, and then she met a pair of seemingly innocent, but in fact dark eyes.
Damn it, it's charming!
That's what she likes!
"Who are you?!"
The person who came asked coldly, and at first glance he was a person who was not easy to contact.
The corners of Helan's lips curled, and his dark eyes seemed to be full of stars, beautiful and bright.
She stretched out her hand, stroked the young man's cheek, and suddenly leaned closer, her thin lips stopped in Bai Qiong's ear, and in a voice that only the two of them could hear, she said slowly: "I am your master, my dear Ah Qiong." ”
White Dome: ???
Then Bai Qiong's eyes widened violently, apparently aware of his current state.
……
In the afternoon, physical fitness class.
Two hours of fighting, two hours of summoning.
In the martial arts class, 25 students in Class A, in groups of two and two, were left to stand outside the crowd alone, expressing their hearts.
Why isn't anyone in a group with her?
I'm a good bully at first glance, but no one is in my group?!
[Sister Fairy, it's not easy to bully you at first glance. 】
Jing Buzheng shook his head, indicating that he was a bully.
A group of two is a free combination, the students of Class A, who doesn't know the name of Jing Buchang?
And the scenery is not a group?
That's a proper way to find abuse.
Fighting is such a thing, it's better to do it slowly.
Otherwise, you will be crippled as soon as you come up?
Broken arms and legs or something?
It's not easy to heal, and it will delay the next lesson.
"Jing Buzheng, since you don't have anyone to practice, it's better for the tutor to accompany you."
The instructor of martial arts is a man in his thirties, and he is very powerful at first glance, that muscle, that physique......
"Good!"
Jing Buzheng nodded, and in the depths of his indifferent eyes, the light of eagerness was beating.
"Mentor, if I win against you, won't I have to take martial arts classes in the future?"
Before the training began, Jing Buzheng asked respectfully, with a correct attitude, a proper asking posture, and no arrogance at all.
But such a correct attitude and serious expression make many people envious, jealous and hateful.
I would like to ask the mentor that too.
It's a pity that I'm not capable enough.
And if so?
The tutor must have convinced me, I'm afraid.
The tutor of the Han in his thirties, with a kind expression on his face, disappeared suddenly.
On the square face of the Chinese characters, the thick ink-like sword eyebrows flew, the eyebrows were slightly raised, and then they frowned, and their voices were thick and powerful.
"If you beat me, in the future martial arts class, you can do whatever you want!"
The tutor's words were very hearty and clear, and the answers given did not disappoint any of the students in Class A.
"Is Jing Buzheng trying to challenge me?"
The Dahan Mentor asked clearly, saw her nodding, and continued: "Then once it starts, I won't show mercy to my subordinates. ”
Jing Buzheng continued to nod.
What you want is to be merciless!
Winning is not my style.
Jing Buzheng asked the Wangcai to come over, and then put a little angel in his jacket pocket on the top of the head of the Cerberus Wangcai.
"Protect him." Jing Buzheng admonished.
【……】
Sister Fairy, I don't think this twelve-winged archangel needs protection, really!
As long as he leaves the fairy sister and your claws, everything will be fine, and the energy will be abundant in minutes.
"Speak." She stared at her dog, and Wangcai hurriedly nodded.
Jing Buzheng patted his dog on the head, signaling that it could go to the sidelines to watch the battle.
Martial arts, without the help of any external force, all rely on their own ability.
Jing Buchang, who was wearing a black sports school uniform, stood tall and tall, with one hand behind his back and the other hand stretched out, inviting the action.
"Jing does not fight, and the classmates will win!"
"Jing does not fight, and the classmates will win!"
"If you don't fight, your classmates will win!".
The competition has not yet begun, and the shouts have already begun to cheer.