Black and gray clouds piled up into mountains, winding continuously.
The silvery white lightning is like a rushing river in the mountains, roaring through it.
The special plane of First University was flying through a storm.
Through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see that the restaurant is in a mess, as if it had just been baptized by a thunderstorm. The tables and chairs were overturned, broken tableware was scattered everywhere, the silver-white curtains were torn off the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the messy piles
on the floor.
The fancy chandelier hanging in the center of the restaurant seemed to have been grabbed and pulled hard, the gilt frame was twisted, and the crystal lampshade was covered with cracks.
The restaurant door is closed.
At the entrance, there was originally a sleeping cobra coiled on a high chair next to the bar. Now the snake is held in a pair of slender hands and tied into various knots.
The cobra bulged its eyes, spat out its tongue, and made a pitiful hissing sound.
The succubus remained unmoved.
In her heart, she was a hundred times more miserable than this old snake.
The security on the plane must have known about the incident in the restaurant, and it was only a matter of time before they rushed into the restaurant. As for how the wizard would deal with a lich who surrendered himself to a trap, preschoolers could give eighteen different answers.
Escape directly would not only damage the lich's reputation as a terror, but would also disrupt the captain's plans. At that time, the demon's associates would have one hundred and eighty ways to deal with him.
The cobra in his hand has been tied into a tight knot.
The banshee put down the snake ball in her hand, folded her arms, puffed her mouth, and felt a headache as she looked at the college freshmen huddled and shouting in the room.
"These cowards," muttered Nikita.
In fact, she just snapped her fingers when she walked into the restaurant, causing all the obstructing tables and benches to roll aside, and pulled down the curtains that blocked the light, leaving a clean and bright place for herself to do her work.
She hasn't even touched these pink little guys yet.
Not far away, the boy with the good smell was leaning on an overturned sofa, holding a handful of yellow paper charms in his hand and looking at himself firmly. Although he was still shaking, he was better than those holding the black donkey.
The guy who yells with hooves or a shiny silver cross is much better.
As expected of a man who smelled good to him, Nikita had a charming smile on his face. When he left, he picked him up and brought him to the captain. This should 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 what Nikita was thinking, he would definitely spit out a mouthful of blood.
His face definitely didn't have a firm expression, it was just a stiff expression because he was too nervous. The terror of this monster was far beyond his imagination.
Just snap your fingers and almost destroy a restaurant!
What if this snap of fingers was aimed at my face?
Zheng Qing leaned on the sofa and nervously looked at the banshee not far away, with countless terrifying futures rolling through his mind.
Xiao Xiao stood behind him, lowering his voice and saying something quickly, but his voice was too low and too urgent, and Zheng Qing couldn't hear a word clearly.
Li Meng hugged the fox and the dove and hid behind the sofa, with only a pair of eyes exposed. There was no trace of fear in her eyes, only excitement and excitement. If it hadn't been for the little monk Shi Yuan dragging her, she would have screamed and rushed towards the banshee.
Not far behind them, the owner of the cobra, a girl with fair skin and a sharp chin, was sobbing softly.
In the entire restaurant, apart from the new students and their pets, there was only one injured elf.
The situation left these young people feeling hopeless.
"If I had known better, I would have insisted on dragging Lan Que to the restaurant." Li Meng complained softly from behind the sofa: "He looks like he can fight well."
Before coming to the restaurant, several people had invited Lan Que to have lunch with them. But the cold boy shook his head, hugged his sword and continued to sit quietly and meditate.
"Don't make any noise, just stay back." Zheng Qing gritted his teeth. His breathing was a little rapid, his brain seemed to be lacking oxygen, and strings of gold stars kept popping up in front of his eyes.
Li Meng pouted, stuffed the little heads of Poseidon and White Dove back behind the sofa, and became silent.
"A bunch of weak chickens." Not far away, the banshee curled her lips, a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.
She took out a quill from her bag and opened the Dharma book in her hand.
This is not her Dharma book, but that of the flight attendant in the lounge.
The fluctuations of every fallen wizard's Dharma book will be recorded by the authorities. It is very unwise to carry your own Dharma book on the First University's special plane. So when he borrowed the heart of the flight attendant, the banshee also borrowed the heart of the flight attendant.
took away her Dharma book.
This is a Dharma book bound in Bologna, which should be uniformly prepared by these flight attendants. The light blue cover is not damaged at all, the five gold lines on the spine are bright and clean, and the dipped flower on the edge of the book is still Poseidon and the Four.
The story of a little angel.
Nikita vaguely remembered that when she was in college, she could only use the standard Dharma books awarded by the school. Those thick and bulging soft-cover Dharma books were like the beauty on her face to a girl who loves beauty.
A pimple is so irritating to the eyes.
At that time, the Bologna-bound volume placed in the window of the Beta Town bookstore was like Cinderella's glass slipper to her, longing for but untouchable.
but now.
Nikita opened this brand-new Dharma book with boredom. Whether it was the prayer of Athena on the title page or the Khatifa linen paper used on the pages, they all looked so vulgar and ridiculous.
"Why did I like this kind of vase-style Dharma calligraphy before?" She thought silently, maybe she just wanted to be more confident in front of him.
Speaking of self-confidence, there are a few idiots not far away who also want to have this quality.
But being conceited without strength is no different from committing suicide. The banshee raised her head and looked at an overturned dining table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Behind the table, several tall wizards seemed to be ready to make a move.
Zheng Qing also heard those strange movements.
A rough and arrogant voice whispered to encourage the students next to him to take out their own talismans and magic weapons and give the demon some color.
"Don't be afraid, she's just a banshee!" The voice seemed very excited: "One person can knock her out with one explosive talisman! Just smash the door of the restaurant and hold on, the registered wizard on the plane will arrive soon!
"
Others seemed a little moved.
"Idiot! We are on a plane now! Aren't you afraid of blowing a hole in the plane and falling in?" Zheng Qing did not 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 around, looked at the boys, and yelled angrily, not caring at all that he became the most conspicuous target in the restaurant.
"She is a fallen wizard." Xiao Xiao said and glanced at Nikita: "And she has undergone a complete fallen ritual. Demons like her who can completely retain human form and even consciousness are not like us who can't even go to university.
What a freshman who didn’t get into would have to face.”
"If she wanted to, she could drain all our blood and rob us all of our souls without alerting anyone."
"Actually, we are already half dead now."
The restaurant fell into an uncomfortable silence.
"Coward! Since we have already stepped into the gate of hell, we should fight harder!" The boy who encouraged everyone to resist also stood up and said loudly without fear: "If we have given up living, what is the difference between living and dying!
"
Zheng Qing couldn't help but look back.
He was a sturdy boy with a crew cut and a red face. He didn't know whether it was because he was excited or because he was born like this.
This style must be the lunatic of Starry Sky Academy!