Half an hour later, Zhuang Mingge turned back again, and the towering clock tower had turned into a blurry black shadow, looming in the dense woods. He stretched his waist and said with a smile: "It's worthy of Sion, you coaxed these people in a few words, you are simply a demon, and it is a waste of your talent not to be a lawyer." ”

"Thank you for the compliment. Theon smiled modestly, "By the way, I'm not lying." ”

Zhuang Mingge paused, looked up at him in surprise, "Hey, hey, you don't really plan to let me be the student president." ”

"Is there anything wrong?" asked Theon.

"I'm not that material, besides, the student council president or something, do you think a half-breed can do it?" Zhuang Mingge recalled his poor knowledge and said: "Since the establishment of Saint Laurent, it seems that no student council president has been mixed-race. ”

"Then it would be nice for you to be the first. Theon said unconcernedly.

"Are you kidding?"

"Sa, I'm wronged for saying that, even the United States has a black president, why can't you become the first mixed-race student president. ”

As he spoke, he patted Zhuang Mingge's shoulder, "I'm optimistic about you, boy!"

"But I don't think about myself. ”

Zhuang Mingge said this, and made up his mind not to participate in the election of the student president, even if he did, it was perfunctory, and he made an ending.

Theon did not say anything about his attitude, and looked straight at the clear sky, cloudless, and the sun high above did not hesitate to shed its scorching light.

"Speaking of which, it's already December. ”

Sion said that a lot of time had happened, and it had been a few months since Zhuang Mingge entered Yves Saint Laurent.

Christmas is just a few days away, and everyone is making the final sprint.

"Well, it's December, and it looks like snow. Zhuang Mingge remembered his hometown, if it was his hometown now, it should have snowed, what are he doing at this time of year?

went to school, had snowball fights, and was still abused by Chu Qingsi.

Ahh

There is no trace of passionate memories, I don't know why, but I suddenly feel very nostalgic, "It seems like a snowball fight right now." Zhuang Mingge muttered in a low voice, in a voice that only he could hear.

"What, what did you say?" asked Theon.

"No, nothing. Zhuang Mingge shook his head, patted his face after coming back to his senses, and tried to cheer up, "Where are we going now?"

Theon grabbed the air with his left hand, and the "Temple of Truth" grabbed the air with his right hand, "The Witch's House." He asked, "Will you choose one, on the left, or on the right?"

"The witch's house should all be girls' clubs. Zhuang Mingge asked.

"That's right, you also know that in the past, the status of women has always been inferior to that of men, so in order to protect themselves, the female magicians established the Witch House, which has been passed down to the present, and is one of the three giants among the countless clubs of the Academy, which is unlikely to be expected even by the founder of the Witch House. ”

Theon said with a smile.

Zhuang Mingge didn't care too much about which one to go to first, "Since that's the case, let's go to the Witch's House." ”

Theon frowned and said, "Compared to the Witch's House, I actually prefer the Temple of Truth......"

"Then go to the Hall of Truth. Zhuang Mingge changed his words.

Theon said again: "But since you said you went to the Witch's House, let's go to the Witch's House!"

"Do you want to fight?" Zhuang Mingge's forehead jumped and jumped, he had a deeper understanding of Xiang's bad character, and he wanted to punch him in the nose now.

"Don't be so angry, it's just a joke. Theon laughed and walked to the left, which was the path to the witch's house.

Zhuang Mingge caught up and said hatefully: "This joke is not funny at all. ”

The Witch's House has been established for hundreds of years, but it is more than a little worse than the Bronze Lionheart's Club, but the only good thing is that ten percent of the women in the academy have joined the Witch's House, and the young and beautiful female magicians are gathered in the same place, which is simply heaven.

Therefore, the private magic academy of Yves Saint Laurent, some people also call the witch's house a private garden for women.

Here, it's the world of lilies.

If a normal-oriented woman joins the witch's house, she will inevitably be a lily when she comes out.

Even so, there are still countless women who want to join the House of Lilies, no, it is the House of the Witch, because joining the House of the Witch means that you are a beauty.

Why do you say that, the answer is very simple, because when the Witch's House recruits newcomers, the first rule is...... Women who join the House of Witches must be beautiful women.

Beauty doesn't mean that it's okay to have a beautiful face, face, figure, temperament, family background, personality, are all dead to the content of the assessment, so the women of the academy are proud to join the Lily House, no, it is the Witch's House. If it weren't for the fact that the conditions for joining the Witch House were too harsh, the number of people in the Witch House might have surpassed that of the Bronze Lionheart, and even if it included all the women in the Academy, it would not be impossible.

Of course, not everyone in the witch's house is a lily, and there are not a few who are normal.

What's more important is my fair lady, good gentleman.

In this youthful private magic academy of Yves Saint Laurent, many male students covet the beauties of the witch's house and are willing to do anything for them.

Therefore, many societies and forces are reluctant to provoke this group of people, and provoking them is like messing with a hornet's nest, and countless knights have never known where to jump out and duel with you.

There was once a terrible joke circulating inside the Academy.

It is said that a man failed to court, and slandered the witch's house in public, and as a result, the people who asked him to duel from the first grade to the fifth grade, a total of more than 30,000 people, a duel every day, until the graduation of the academy may not be able to complete the duel, the frightened person fled and quit the academy overnight.

From this incident, it can be seen that the appeal of the Witch's House in the private magic academy of Yves Saint Laurent.

"It's too slow, when are you going to let me wait!"

Just as Zhuang Mingge and Theon approached the witch's house, a woman's voice suddenly came from the witch's house, and in front of the gate of a huge manor, there was a sassy woman.

Reyla. Nightshade.

Zhuang Mingge was taken aback, and hurriedly grabbed Xiang's clothes and asked, "Why is your sister, my teacher here?" ”

Theon was not surprised at all and said: "What's so strange, my sister used to be a student here, with my sister's strength, family background, temperament, and appearance, do you think she was once a member of the witch's family, is it really that incredible?"

"Of course not. For Liella to be a member of this place, Zhuang Mingge was only slightly shocked and accepted.

As Theon said, with his sister's strength, family background, temperament, and appearance, if she is not absorbed by the Witch's Family, it will be a loss to the Witch's Family. He thought for a moment and asked, "When you say that, I suddenly remember, my sister is also a member of the witch's family." ”

Cyryl Barrett, the strongest witch of the new generation.

If she was also a member of the Witch's Family, Zhuang Mingge would not feel any surprises.

"It's a pity, although the Witch's House has invited your sister to join several times, but all of them have been rejected by your sister, this is the first witch in the past generations to refuse to join the Witch's House, and it once caused a huge commotion in the academy. ”

"Why?" Zhuang Mingge was puzzled.

Theon looked at her with disdain, "That's your sister, not my sister, since you want to know, go ask your sister." ”

Zhuang Mingge was speechless, raised his middle finger fiercely, and made a gesture that everyone in the world understands.

**you" is too slow, give me a little serious. Seeing the two people coming over, Liela couldn't help but say, "I'm going to go in next, don't talk nonsense without my permission, you know?"

"Got it. Theon nodded obediently.

"Why are you here, teacher!" Zhuang Mingge asked.

"I was dragged here by this stupid brother, and without my guidance, you wouldn't even be able to enter the door of the Witch's House. Liela said something that surprised Zhuang Mingge.

She pushed open the huge iron door and walked in with Zhuang Mingge and Xiang, explaining: "The witch's house refuses men to enter, and even refuses men to wander outside their manor, and you also saw it when you came, and there is not a single male nearby. ”

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but nodded, he was still wondering just now, how could such a private garden not have a male peeping.

"Within three kilometers of the Witch's House, there are three patrols, and any male who finds it close to the Witch's House will attack indiscriminately, so until now, no male has successfully invaded the Witch's House within a kilometer range, let alone entered the interior. ”

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but speak, "So, we are the first men to enter here?"

"That's right, be proud, but it's best not to show off, if the news gets out, you're the public enemy of the men in the house!"

Liella cautioned.

Zhuang Mingge understands what it means to shoot a shot at the head, so he promises not to say it.

The Witch's House Society is a gorgeous manor, and unlike the bell tower of the Bronze Lionheart, this is the home they built from scratch, little by little, and it is a home built by their own hands, so when Liella talks about it, her tone is full of pride.

"See, that fountain, that one I built with my own hands when I was here, leading a group of girls. ”

"And that garden, where many flowers were planted by my seniors. ”

"There's a lot more, I'll tell you about it later, we're here!"

While speaking, Zhuang Mingge and the others came to a huge villa.

The gorgeous villa is almost comparable to a palace from the outside.

The whole body is made of white marble, without a trace of variegation, clean and beautiful, elegant, noble, holy, beautiful, atmospheric, brilliant, as dazzling as the moon in the dark night, so dazzling that people can't look at it directly.

Zhuang Mingge had to admit that this was the most beautiful villa he had ever seen.

Whether it is the White House of a certain country, or the Buckingham Palace of a certain country, or the Palace of Versailles in a certain country, in front of this villa is like a grass chicken, Zhuang Mingge can't imagine that such a luxurious building is actually from the hands of a group of witches.

At this moment, Zhuang Mingge even heard the bitter tears of countless architectural designers.

It has to be said that this is a triumph of magic.

Without the help of magic, it would have been impossible to build such a luxurious building.

Coming here along the ancient road, Liira pushed open the heavy door, and the first thing that came was a burst of pleasant laughter, and then Zhuang Mingge saw the hall of the villa.

Gorgeous is more luxurious than imagined, I don't know how many times.

In this hall, which is wider than a football field, groups of lively and beautiful, youthful and invincible beautiful girls are laughing and dancing.

It seems that there are beautiful women from all over the world.

Royal Sister, Queen, Lori, Black Long Straight, Black Stockings, Glasses Niang, Tsundere Girl, Sanwu, Yuanqi Niang, Reckless Niang, all kinds of girls almost blinded Zhuang Mingge's eyes.

Theon couldn't help but whistle, only to be punched by Liella without hesitation.

"Don't play hooligan, bastard brother!"

Probably this whistle alarmed countless people, and all the women shot their eyes over, Zhuang Mingge suddenly felt a lot of pressure, his youthful and beautiful faces, and his curious eyes of different colors, as if they were like a sharp sword.

Curious, contemptuous, disgusted, innocent, naïve, playful, weak...... Zhuang Mingge felt as if he was being tortured, but he felt that he couldn't blame him for showing weakness, so he pretended to be indifferent and glanced around, his eyes were calm, without a trace of dirtiness or obscenity.

Liella on the side couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

"Wow, it's a women's private garden, and to be honest, it's so stressful to be stared at by so many pairs of eyes. ”

Siang said to Zhuang Mingge with a smile, without stage fright at all. It's not that he's so nervous, but as the heir of the Night Charm family, he sees some beauties who are all over the country every day, although they are the sisters of his own family.

Sion, who has grown up in a pile of women since birth, does not have any pressure on such a space.

Zhuang Mingge suddenly discovered that even the private garden of women was a lily house for beautiful women, and women who were more beautiful than Sion did not exist, even if there were a few rare superlatives, they were slightly inferior to Siang.

"You've won!" he said to Theon with satisfaction.

"Huh?" said Theon.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand, Zhuang Mingge won't explain anyway. Would he casually tell the others that he was obsessed with Theon's occasional feminine expression, and his alluring face?

"Rila-senpai, is this your brother and his friend?"

A crisp voice came from the side, Zhuang Mingge turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a blonde woman wearing a small blue skirt and a translucent blue coat on her upper body, helping a double ponytail slowly walk over.

It's a pity that Zhuang Mingge is very cute with a single ponytail, and he has a little ...... about the double ponytail, "Let me introduce it." Liela pointed to Sion and Zhuang Mingge and said, "This is my brother, Siang, and as for this one, it is my brother's friend, Yi Barrett, who is also my fiancé." ”

Although Zhuang Mingge wanted to say this, the blonde double ponytail took the lead and screamed, and the surrounding women also let out surprised and unbelievable screams.

"How could it be, is it just this person......"

"Lie, that Liella senior would have such a fiancé. ”

"There must be some kind of rhetoric that the man can't believe it. ”

(To be continued)