119 The Witch's Action
How Zhuang Mingge swears in this life, let's leave it alone and set our sights on another place.
3rd Grade, Tower of Babel, Top Floor.
The entire third grader knew that on the top floor of this school building, there lived a pervert, and although most of the students didn't know it very well, those who knew it were shocked.
The strongest witch, the witch of King's Landing, the most terrible witch, the most unreasonable witch.
Cyril Barrett.
Her fame is on par with someone twenty years ago, and if it weren't for Lisa Lin, she would probably be called the most outstanding witch in the past hundred years.
But with Lin Lisha, the peerless Lin Lisha, she can only be ranked second and become one of the most outstanding witches in a hundred years.
Even though she herself doesn't have any intention of comparing herself with Lin Lisha, her excellence, words and deeds will be compared with the peerless witch twenty years ago by people with good intentions.
Even if she resented this matter, she couldn't change her other thoughts.
This is probably one of the things that almighty magic can't do.
Now, this witch known as the most terrifying witch, the witch of King's Landing, is lying on a chair on the top floor of the Tower of Babel, in a very unsightly posture, shaking constantly.
"Now, witch ......"
A magic book on the bookshelf flew out automatically, and a warm voice came, "You seem to be a little strange lately, has something happened?"
"I want you to take care of it!" he said viciously without hesitation.
"Hahahaha, she deserves to be a witch, and she still speaks so ruthlessly. On the other side, the red magic book flew out of the shelf, laughing wildly.
And the witch didn't hesitate to pick up a book next to her and smash it, and directly smashed the red magic book that couldn't stop laughing and flew out, "Long-winded, I'll peel you off when you're laughing!"
Uh-huh...... Probably the red heart in the center of the threat, the red magic book can't help but shut up.
Stomp ...... At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the stairs, and two magic books honestly fell on Cyril's side, and in an instant, a young and energetic girl wearing a third-grade uniform walked up directly.
"Ah, it's here. The girl smiled when she saw Cyril who was not sitting at all, "You have been working hard these days, Cyril, it is really hard not to see your brother." ”
Not...... As if pierced through the heart by an invisible blade, Cyryl suddenly showed a pained expression.
"Arilah......"
"What?" the girl walked over to Cyrill with a curious look on her face and sat down.
"Get me out!" without hesitation, he gave the order to evict the guest.
"No, you are terrible for someone who ordered an eviction order to his best friend as soon as they met, Cyril. Ariela refused without even thinking about it.
"I didn't hesitate to expose my best friend's mental scars as soon as I met, you guy, let me out!"
"Revealing the scar or something, I didn't have it!" Shaking her head vigorously, Arila said: "I'm completely different from the original, so I won't reveal my best friend's scar, even if Cyril's brother is quarantined and can't see his brother for a few days, I don't have the slightest intention of teasing and mocking you." ”
The last sentence is superfluous...... The two magic books on the side were speechless.
"Sure enough, let me out!"
Cyril couldn't stand this best friend's natural poisonous tongue, and was about to kick her out, but the other party suddenly said softly: "I came today to bring Cyril the news of your brother Jun, aren't you going to hear it?"
"Of course!" immediately turned cheerful.
"But you want me to go. Alila was dripping.
"Why, you're my best friend!" Cyril grimaced, "I must have heard you wrong, Elila, yes, you must have misheard." ”
"Really?"
"It's true. Cyril shook the other's hand with a sincere expression.
"I suddenly want to eat that limited-edition Dota cake from Geek Cake, and since you're a best friend, Cyrill will come with me. ”
"Of course, let's go now. Cyril grabbed the other's hand and hurried down.
"But that's very expensive, I heard that it costs five hundred credits, and I've been a little embarrassed lately, so I'm ......"
"What a fool's errand, Arilah, we're best friends, and this little money is naturally on my body!" Cyryl didn't see a trace of impatience in her eyes, and she was so sincere that she almost melted the other person.
"Great, in addition to the multi-tower cake, I also want to have a limited edition coffee cold drink. ”
"No problem, wrap it up on me, what else, Elila, as a best friend, I can do it for you. ”
Arila couldn't help but be amazed, "Well, I suddenly want the deceased Apache, it's my best cat pet, and I dream of hearing it again, can you satisfy me, dear friend?" ”
"Meow!"
"Yes, that's what it feels like, let's scream a little more. ”
"Meow, meow, meow...... Is it okay?" asked Cyrille.
Arila sighed, "Cyril is really willing to do anything for your younger brother-kun." ”
"So, the news about my brother ......" Cyril looked at Arila expectantly, suddenly making the other party feel so stressed, especially the eyes that were about to melt themselves.
"I said, what would you do if I just said that I knew about your brother and I lied to you?"
Cyril was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "I see, you really like to play tricks on people, Arila." Then he sighed with a look of disappointment.
Alila couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Actually, it's not a lie, you haven't come down at the top for the past few days, and you don't know what great things your brother has done, he's ......"
A few minutes later.
"I see, re-election. Cyril looked abruptly realised and walked back.
"......Ahh Cyril, where are you going? Arila suddenly became anxious and grabbed Cyril's hand, "Even if you are in a hurry, at least you have to finish the cake and go back." ”
Cyril looked at her blankly, "Cake, what cake?" said and put his hand on her forehead to probe, "No fever, why did you suddenly start talking nonsense, are you okay, Arilah!"
"No, no, no, we clearly said yes, Dota cake, and coffee and cold drinks!"
"I've never heard of this kind of thing!" Cyril told her with a straight face, "Dota Cake is a limited edition of the Geek Cake House, one one costs five hundred credits, how can we eat such an expensive thing, even if it is a cold coffee drink, it also costs three hundred credits, it's too expensive, how can a third-grader like us afford to eat this kind of food." ”
Alila's eyes widened, and her eyes almost popped out.
She stared at the girl of this "best friend", with a gentle smile, no gesture that seemed to be contrived, standing there casually, like a charming spring breeze, and her long green hair was like the breath of spring, quietly diffuse.
Arila suddenly saw Cyril's green hair stretching infinitely, like sprouting branches and leaves, like a blooming forest, entwining herself to death, both physically and mentally intoxicated by this beautiful and harmonious breath, breathing the breath of spring, standing motionless.
This is the evaluation of her best friend who suddenly remembered many people.
The most terrible witch, the most powerful witch, the most unreasonable witch, and the most ...... Cunning witch.
Ahh......h Just when she found herself coming back to her senses, her eyes followed Cyril, and she could only find the other party's flickering back, and couldn't help but let out an extremely oppressive cry.
"Cyril, I hate you!!"
...... Shortly after Arila realized that she had lost track of Cyryl, a crisp bell rang suddenly.
Like a spring breeze blowing across the earth, sweeping the entire tower of Tongtian, like the moonlight, pervasive sprinkled throughout the earth, glass-like afternoon, the sound turned into a clear breeze, up to the teacher down to the students, everyone heard this crisp bell, and invariably showed a shocked expression.
I don't know how many people panicked about this, I don't know how many people were excited about it, and I don't know how many people changed color the moment the voice sounded, and lost their voices: "The witch's bell"
The so-called witch is naturally the one who lives at the very top of the third-year Babel Tower.
In a corridor of the Tower of Babel, a young girl walked by indifferently with a book in her arms and frowned.
In a certain classroom, a bored red-haired man lying on his desk suddenly stood up, inexplicably excited.
In the laboratory, a student who was doing an experiment did not hesitate to throw down the experiment in his hand, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, he rushed out and disappeared from their field of vision.
Because of this ringtone, I don't know how many people are in a mess, I don't know how many people crashed, I don't know how many people are sluggish, and even crying and laughing because of this, there are countless people.
On a peaceful afternoon, the third-graders were jumping for this, and they were not at peace.
At the same time, the culprit who had caused chaos in the entire Tower of Babel had changed into a gorgeous robe, his green hair falling down like a waterfall, and a pair of bright eyes burning an unknown flame, beating and flickering.
The witch at this moment is a little less casual and a little more awe-inspiring.
If there were teachers who had worked in the academy for decades standing here at this moment, they would find that this witch's demeanor seemed to be strikingly similar to the one twenty years ago.
The same power, the same unfathomable, the same ...... Awe-inspiring, as if nothing in the world could stop them.
(To be continued)