No two, Mi August lifted the handle.

The ink-pounding boy biting the spirit crystal was thrown into the air.

As soon as the body came out of the pool, this ink-pounding boy was already loose, and his body was turned into a body, and the speed was not fast.

But Mi August is faster than it.

[Flame]

Ji!?

He had never seen such a disciple who would be killed without saying a word.

Every disciple is eager to catch them like treasures, even if they hate them so much that they grit their teeth and dare not really kill them.

Killing them is not going to get along with your credits, and you can't get along with yourself.

Chao Lian glared, and was about to remind Mi August that he would be punished for killing the ink boy.

saw that the ink-pounding boy had been frosted and iced, and was not really burned, and was caught by Mi August and thrown into the net bag.

“……”

Mi August threw the spirit crystal bait back into the inkpool.

Three seconds, the same trick is repeated.

Another ink-pounding boy Frost fell into the bag.

Chao Lian said: "Senior sister's spiritual sense is really sensitive. ”

Mi August looked puzzled.

Chao Lian pointed to the ink washing, "This ink washing pool is not like ordinary pool water, it is difficult for the naked eye, and it is difficult for the spiritual sense, otherwise the ink pounding boy inside will not be so difficult to catch." The junior sister can use the spirit crystal to fish, but the moment the ink boy below bites the spirit crystal, it will be pulled, and the sensitivity of the spirit is beyond our reach. ”

What Mi August thought of when he heard the words was: This is another task to test and facilitate the disciples of strong soul sense.

In the final analysis, although the Doom Academy is tolerant of all kinds of Tao, the real mainstream is still books, and of course, everything is based on cultivating books.

Mi August thought about it, caught a few more pounding inks, and sent them into the net bag one by one.

The old students in the distance were talking less, and they didn't give back any sound after whispering for a long time.

Chaolian gradually realized that something was wrong, and she turned her head to count the ink-pounding boy in the net bag.

Because the ink boy was frozen by the frost and did not dissolve, it was convenient for her to count.

"Six." She reminded Mi Hachi, "Even if you have more, the ink washers won't pay you more." But you can sell it to other disciples. ”

"They won't buy it." Mi August said.

The two sentences in the whisper that had just been fed back to the old student happened to be the one that Chao Lian said, claiming that Mi August must not be allowed to earn their credits.

"Then why are you still arrested?" Chaolian asked.

Mi August showed her the task roll.

Seeing the words 'fifty,' Chaolian's expression distorted.

It turned out that she didn't listen to it before, and it wasn't Mi August who said that she really wanted to catch fifty.

If she had seen it before, she would definitely feel that Mi August would be cold most of the time tonight.

Now I am a little envious.

In the blink of an eye, Mi August caught ten.

Her spirit crystal bait was also eaten dry, so she replaced it with another one.

Chao Lian looked at it and noticed something wrong, and asked Mi August tentatively: "Senior sister's spiritual power is strong, and she doesn't understand and use spells, and others will burn the fragile ink boy to death if they are not careful with this spell." ”

Mi August said, "I am a polar spirit. ”

Chaolian took a deep breath.

Suddenly, she felt that 'unprecedented, not a lie.'

"Is it okay for my junior sister to say it like this?"

"Instead of people guessing and looking for trouble, let everyone know early and isolate some self-aware people." ….

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As a temptation but didn't plan to find trouble, Chao Lian sighed in a complicated tone: "Senior sister is smart. ”

How can someone have superhuman talent and mentality, and the only backward background has become her advantage.

Chaolian's state of mind was hit hard, and there was a fine burning from the spiritual sea, which was the spiritual poison accumulated on weekdays and taking the opportunity to rebel. She realized that she couldn't stay here any longer, and that it would not be good if she had some irrational wrong thoughts or actions in her life.

Hurriedly told Mi August, and Chaolian left quickly.

Mi August looked at Chao Lianyuan and was surrounded by old students.

Chaolian didn't take care of what those old students would say, but on the contrary, she was with her.

There are so many knowledge worth exploring and absorbing in Du'e Academy, and there is no time to waste on too many boring people who find fault

body.

Sending a boy who has just caught an ink-pounding boy into the book of good and evil, the action is hidden and self-controlled, and it is very common to repair the door in this book, and suddenly take out the book.

For more than ten minutes, Mi August carried a net bag to find paper, but he couldn't find the paper man everywhere.

An old student suddenly pointed her out and said, "In a paper house." ”

Mi August nodded to the other party and walked in the direction that the other party pointed out.

"Why did you help her?"

"It's just a gesture."

"You don't have to lift your hand."

"Some people are destined to be different from the crowd, if you think about the Gou master who has entered the inner door, is it very similar to her situation. If you don't fight with us, you were beaten by the last session, but it didn't work for anything, but it was a nose of ashes from the previous session. ”

Listening to the old students in the rear, Mi August found the paper house.

A veritable house made of paper.

So far, Mi August has found that the building name of the Do'e Academy has been very sincere.

The complaint well is for complaints, the ink sink is for ink washing, and the paper house is also a real paper house.

She knocked, and the door opened from the inside out.

Mi August looked inside and paused.

The paper man seemed to be deliberately letting her see the inside, and her crooked eyes stared straight at Mi August's face.

Mi August handed the mesh bag to him, "I'll help you catch it." ”

[Finished?] ]

The paper man's expression changed from laughing to skeptical.

Mi August: "Hmm. ”

The paper man took the mesh bag in disbelief, and then the paper face was distorted.

The distorted expression of ordinary people is still normal wrinkled skin, and the distorted expression of paper people is really twisted into one, and the facial features are flying wildly.

[Pocket]

Mi August returned the net bag that had been dismantled into threads to it.

It's a pity that I wanted to take it back and study it.

The paper man returns to the paper house with his things.

The door didn't close.

Mi August looked at a drying rack inside, and the paper figures were hanging on it as if they were drying.

The body of individual paper figures is not flat, the upper body is already a tissue paper mold, but the lower body is a normal person.

If you look at the back and don't see the front, you must think that someone is playing with the hanger.

The paper man is back.

[You've helped me a lot, here's your reward]

Mi August took it and gave a finger-length strip of ink.

[Learn, will you come back to pounding ink next time?] ]

The paper man smiled sticky.

Mi August o'clock, said with a smile: "I must come." ”

The paper man paused.

[Say yes, wait for you]

"Okay."

Mi August left the inkwell, and the old students who were still at the scene looked at her back until she really stepped out of the range of the inkpool.

Return from the cottage to the laboratory of the old mansion.

Mi August took out the stolen ink-washing ink-sink-pounding boy from the book of good and evil.

As soon as the little thing came out, I thought, but unfortunately it was useless to hide it in the body of the house spirit.

The ink-pounding boy who was imprisoned in place was still desperately twisting and struggling, and his small body seemed to hide a raging beast.

Mi August had something to do, and asked the house spirit to send a few domesticated ink-pounders, including the leader of the ink-pounding boy.

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Chapter 136: People Are Worse Than People (Mid-Autumn Festival)