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Silver-white lightning whistled through it like a rushing river in the mountains.

The plane of First University was shuttling in a storm at this time.

Through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see that the restaurant is in shambles, as if it has just been baptized by a thunderstorm. Tables and chairs topple over, broken cutlery spilled everywhere, and silver-white curtains were ripped from the floor-to-ceiling windows and piled up on the floor.

The fancy chandelier hanging in the center of the dining room seemed to have been grabbed and pulled hard, the gilded skeleton twisted, and the crystal lampshade was covered with cracks.

The doors of the restaurant are closed.

At the entrance, a sleeping cobra was coiled on a high chair next to the bar. Now the snake is grasped by a pair of slender little hands, making various knots.

The cobra puffed out its eyes, spat out letters, and hissed miserably.

The banshee was unmoved.

In her heart, she was a hundred times more miserable than this old snake.

The plane's security must have known about the accident at the restaurant, and it was only a matter of time before they stormed the restaurant. As for how a wizard would deal with a witch who had fallen into the trap, preschoolers could give eighteen different answers.

Fleeing directly in the desert will not only damage the Lich's terrifying reputation, but will also inevitably disrupt the captain's arrangements. At that time, the demons' accomplices would have one hundred and eighty means to deal with themselves.

The cobra in the hand has been tied into a dead knot.

The banshee threw away the snake ball in her hand, folded her arms, puffed out her mouth, and looked at the crowded and screaming college freshmen in the room, and her head ached.

"These cowards. Nikita muttered.

In fact, she just snapped her fingers as she walked into the dining room, rolling aside the table benches that were in the way, and ripped off the curtains that blocked the light to make room for a clean and bright place to do things.

She hadn't even touched the pink little ones yet.

Not far away, the good-smelling boy leaned against an overturned sofa, holding a handful of yellow paper talismans in his hand, looking at himself with a determined expression. Still shivering, but much better than those who shouted with the hooves of a black donkey or a silver cross.

Worthy of the man he thought smelled good, Nikita had a charming smile on his face. Pick him up and bring him to the captain when he leaves, so that he should be able to explain the reason for his exposure.

Maybe the captain is reluctant to eat this little guy, so he will work hard and bite him.

If Zheng Qing knew Nikita's thoughts, he would definitely spew out a mouthful of old blood.

There was definitely no firm expression on his face, just one that stiffened from being too nervous. The horror of this demon was far beyond his imagination.

With just a snap of the fingers, it almost ruined a restaurant!

What if the snap of the finger is aimed at your face?

Zheng Qing leaned on the sofa, nervously looking at the banshee not far away, countless terrifying futures tumbling in his mind.

Xiao Xiao stood behind him, lowered his voice and said something quickly, but his voice was too small and urgent, and Zheng Qing couldn't hear a word clearly.

Li Meng hid behind the sofa with a fox and a pigeon, only revealing a pair of eyes, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes, only excitement and excitement. If it weren't for the little monk of Shiyuan dragging her, she would probably have screamed and rushed towards the banshee.

Not far behind them, the owner of the cobra, a fair-skinned girl with a pointed chin, was sobbing quietly.

In the entire dining room, except for the freshmen and their pets, there was only one injured elf.

The situation has left these young people in despair.

"I knew that I insisted on pulling the blue to the restaurant. Li Meng was behind the sofa and complained in a low voice: "He looks very capable of fighting." ”

Before coming to the restaurant, several people invited the blue to lunch together. But the cold boy shook his head, held his sword and continued to meditate.

"Don't make a sound, stay honestly in the back. Zheng Qing gritted his teeth. His breathing was a little rapid, his brain seemed to be starved of oxygen, and strings of Venus kept popping up in front of him.

Li Meng pouted, stuffed the little heads of Poseidon and the white dove back behind the sofa, and said nothing.

"A flock of weak chickens. Not far away, the banshee pursed her lips, a hint of nostalgia flashing in her eyes.

She took out a quill from her bag and opened the law book in her hand.

It wasn't her book, it was the flight attendant's in the lounge.

Every fallen wizard's spellbook fluctuations are recorded by the authorities. It is very unwise to carry your own Dharma books on the plane of the First University. So while borrowing the heart of the flight attendant, the banshee also borrowed her magic book.

This is a Bologna bound book of law, which should be uniformly configured by these flight attendants. The light blue cover is not damaged in the slightest, the five gold threads on the spine are bright and clean, and the dipping flowers on the book edge are still the story of Poseidon and the four little angels.

Nikita vaguely remembers that when he was in college, he only used the standard law books that could be rewarded by the school. For a girl of the age of beauty, those thick and bulging soft skin books are as dazzling as a pimple on the face.

At that time, the Bologna bound book in the window of the bookstore in Beta Town was to her like Cinderella's crystal slipper, longing for it but untouchable.

But now.

Nikita was rather bored as she opened the new book. Whether it is Athena's prayer on the title page, or the Hatifa linen paper used on the page, it seems so vulgar and ridiculous.

"Why did I like this vase-like calligraphy before?" she thought silently, maybe she just wanted to have a little more confidence in front of him.

When it comes to self-confidence, there are a few idiots not far away who want to have this quality as well.

But conceit without strength is no different from suicide. The banshee looked up at an overturned dining table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Behind the desk, several tall wizards seemed to be a little nervous.

Zheng Qing also heard those strange movements.

A rough voice whispered to the classmates beside him, turning out his own talisman and magic weapon, and giving the demon a little color.

"Don't be afraid, she's just a banshee!" The voice seemed very excited: "One person can smash her out with one explosive charm!"

Others seemed to be a little moved.

"Fool! We're on the plane now, aren't we afraid of blowing the plane out of the hole and falling down by ourselves?" Zheng Qing didn't dare to look back, so he could only squirm his lips and whisper to Xiao Xiao.

He's just complaining.

But Xiao Xiao really stood up.

"Don't do anything stupid!" he turned, looking at the boys, and scolded angrily, not caring that he was the most visible target in the restaurant.

"She's a fallen wizard. Xiao smiled and glanced at Nikita: "And he has endured a complete Fall Ritual." A demon like her, who can completely retain her human form and even consciousness, is not something that we freshmen who have not even entered the university gate can face. ”

"If she wants, she can drain all of our blood and plunder our souls without alarming anyone. ”

"Actually, we're half dead now. ”

The restaurant fell into an awkward silence.

"Coward, since we have already stepped into the ghost gate with one foot, then we should fight hard!" The boy who encouraged everyone to resist also stood up, not afraid at all, and said loudly: "If we ourselves have given up living, what is the difference between living and dying!"

Zheng Qing couldn't help but turn around.

It was a stout boy with a small flat head and a red face, I don't know if it was because he was excited or if he was born like this.

This style is a madman of Star Academy!

Not far away, someone seemed to be muttering.