Her murderous intent was not disguised.

She really wanted to kill him.

Suddenly understanding this fact, Mu En was in a trance for a while.

He didn't know what kind of expression he was on at the moment, but in his heart, there was an indescribable complexity.

That's when it happened.

A voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Qingluan, are you inside?" ”

As he spoke, the door was pushed open by the wind chimes.

In an instant, countless interlaced silver spider silk disappeared in an instant, and in the classroom, only Qingluan who was sitting on the podium with Erlang's legs crossed was left, and Mu En, who seemed to be standing not far away, seemed to be in a daze.

"Mu Eun is also there..."Wind Chime was surprised when he saw Mu Eun, "You guys, are you in...?" ”

"Why are you here?" Qingluan turned to the wind chime, and the silver in his eyes had already faded.

She remembered that Wind Chimes and Effedine had long since left the academy.

"I saw Mu En's classmate coming to the teaching building, so I secretly followed~" Feng Chime looked at Mu En, and then at Qingluan, "Sure enough, I found out, you guys are actually here... Quietly... Secret meeting! ”

"Ahh A good secret meeting was interrupted by you. Qingluan looked disappointed.

"Hey, Qingluan, aren't you!" Feng Chime was depressed, "You have Shimo's good man, why are you still robbing Mu En's classmate with us!" ”

"Wind chimes, I have something I want to ask you."

"What's the matter?" The wind chime walked in and looked at Qingluan who was a little different curiously, "So serious?" ”

Finished! Qingluan shouldn't really empathize and don't fall in love, right?! Then her brain is caught in the door, right?

"If, I mean if." Qingluan smiled at the wind chime's eyes, and the dark eyes suddenly glowed with an unreal silver, "If I say that I want to kill Mu En, what will you do?" ”

The wind chimes were stunned.

...

Because of the end of the school day, only a few people were left walking in the college.

At this time, the sound of footsteps gradually sounded from not far away.

Some people couldn't help but follow the prestige curiously, and at first glance, they saw the elegant man walking in steps, he was wearing a delicate black suit, a slightly exposed white shirt, neatly without a trace of wrinkles.

Wearing white silk gloves, the roots are slender and have a slight sense of mystery.

Then, there were a pair of deep purple eyes as magnificent as crystal.

"It's the deacon of the Nightclan..."

"Shhh

The crowd whispered, and many recognized it as the head deacon of the Night Clan princess Kachilia, Cridios.

Everyone could only watch the slender and graceful man cross the sidewalk, with different expressions.

The golden-red sunset gradually shone on the land.

The academy was also dyed with a faint golden light.

Credylus walked slowly, as if aimlessly, his crystal-like purple eyes, in the faint glow of the setting sun, gilded with a layer of divine golden light, dyed with wisps of water.

After a long time, he finally stopped.

The smell is nearby.

The deep purple and gold eyes turned slightly and fell not far away.

There, a beautiful boy wearing a Popper College uniform walked by.

From his angle at this time, he could only see the side face of the young man, the slender and curly eyelashes like black finches, and the mottled soft light of the sunset, casting a strange cold on his skin as white as porcelain jade.

Narrow and deep phoenix eyes, a little black tear mole under the corner of the eye.

The deep black, like a ghost from the abyss of hell, is bewitching and beautiful.

Even with his years of experience, Credylus couldn't help but show a little surprise when he saw the only half of the young man's face. Such a look is too perfect, and a person with such a look is too dangerous.

It's just that.

The breath of this human.

He seemed to have seen it somewhere, and it seemed to be in a far, far away.

Credylus had always had a good memory, but now, he suddenly couldn't figure out what era this familiar and dangerous aura had appeared. As the minutes ticked by, he stood in place, frowning slightly.

When the last rays of the setting sun faded, the sky gradually darkened.

Suddenly, Credualus seemed to realize something, and his deep and magnificent purple eyes condensed slightly.