[Returning to China at the beginning] The old woman
"Oh, how could such a thing happen without me!" Lan Ruolin raised a bloodthirsty smile and frightened Lord Ye Ling next to her. Who didn't know that the four leaders were famous bloodthirsty demons?
!It seems that the leader of Moxuan (Han Zixuan) is in danger.
"Okay, let's go." Yu Lingqian smiled and took Yin Xitong's hand.
The standard 90° bow of "The subordinates send their respects to the leader"
"Bang" The door of the first class of high school was kicked down by Yu Lingqian once again. There was nothing I could do about it. Yin Xitong was wearing a skirt; Zi Moyi and Lan Ruolin wanted to pretend to be ladies, so they had no choice but to offend Yu Lingqian.
"You! You!" The old woman standing on the podium pointed at Yu Lingqian and the others - angry
"Old lady teacher, why do you stutter?" Lan Ruolin pretended to be curious about the baby.
"That's not stammering, that's called stasis of anger" Zi Moyi's "well-intentioned" explanation
"What is anger knot?" One question and one answer
"It's just that I have difficulty breathing, which describes my mood as depressed." Zi Moyi acted as a good teacher
"Then why is the teacher depressed?" Lan Ruolin blinked her pink eyes.
"There are many reasons for being depressed. I think the first reason why the teacher was depressed was because Qian broke into the door without knocking. Then, it was because we were talking here and ignored her." Zi Moyi placed her left arm on her chest.
, resting your right elbow on it, and supporting your chin with your right hand.
"Oh, so that's it! The teacher is too stingy!" Lan Ruolin pursed her pink lips in dissatisfaction.
By the way, the whole class was made to laugh by their singing.
"Okay, you two brats." Yin Xitong fondly touched their foreheads with his finger.
"Yeah" again gorgeously ignoring the old woman on the podium.
Yu Lingqian's body has the faint scent of purple lavender, Yin Xitong's body has the floral scent of golden tulips, Zi Moyi's body has the scent of the blue enchantress, and Lan Ruolin's body has the floral scent of pink lilies.
In fact, as long as you pay a little attention, you will find that Zi Moyi and Lan Ruolin look very similar, and their facial features are particularly similar.
As soon as the four of them returned to their seats, they lay down and went to sleep. Although they received the old woman's angry glare, they all chose to ignore it gorgeously.
"Crack" the sound of the whip, "It's such a familiar sound" Yin Xitong couldn't help but frown.
The old woman walked to Zi Moyi's table angrily, raised the black leather whip in her hand and made a crisp sound, and a mark appeared on the table, but Zi Moyi just moved her shoulder slightly.
"Zi Moyi, get up!" The old woman almost became angry again.
"No!~~~~" Moulin is so cute even in her sleep
"You!" The old woman raised the whip in her hand and was about to strike it down. The girls in the class all looked like they were watching a good show.
Just when the whip was about to hit Zi Moyi, Nangong Xuan was most nervous.
"Yi, you're so lazy." A girl with long pink hair yawned and sat on the table next to Zi Mo Yi. She caught the whip for her and held the old woman's hand firmly. She hit it with all her strength.
a whip
"Okay, Linlin, you're the best." Zi Moyi buried her head in her arms again.
"Well, okay" Lan Ruolin rubbed her eyes before she woke up.
"Go back and sit down!" The old woman was lashing out with all her strength, but it was of no avail.
"Teacher, you are so fat," Lan Ruolin blinked her harmless pink eyes.
"You!" Angry again
"Teacher, can I teach you how to dance like a swan?" Lan Ruolin continued to say in a tone that meant killing people was not worth their lives.
Before she could answer, Lan Ruolin had already stood on top of the table, a full half body taller than the old woman. Since the old woman refused to let go, the current situation was: the old woman was holding the corner of the whip, and Lan Ruolin was holding the end of the whip.
other end
"First raise both hands." Lan Ruolin pulled the whip with a little force, and the old woman started to 'dance' with the whip.
"That's not right, teacher, your dance is too ugly." Lan Ruolin looked like a good girl. Who knew that she was a frightening world killer?!
Without noticing, the old woman fell on the desk in the back row, pushing away several desks and all the classmates sitting there ran to the side.
"Oh my, teacher, why are you so careless?!" Lan Ruolin smiled and said, everyone witnessed her demon for the first time.
"It's not fun." Lan Ruolin pouted her pink lips, turned around, and jumped onto the podium with a flip. No one saw her flash the whip in front of her eyes when she flipped to Yin Xitong's place.
Lan Ruolin gently put the whip in her hand on the podium, smiled slightly at the classmates under the stage, and suddenly her eyes rested on Yu Wen Shengye's evil smile.
With a slight leap, he jumped onto Yuwen Shengye's table.
‘What! How dare she step on Young Master Ye’s desk!!!’ All the girls in the class screamed in their hearts.
Slowly squatting down, her left knee was hanging on the table. Everyone nearby could see that her knee did not touch the table. Her big pink eyes were staring closely at Yu Wen Shengye's eyes and pink lips bit by bit.
He came closer, and finally put it on Yuwen Shengye's lips, sucking bit by bit
"Qian, catch her." Yin Xitong suddenly stood up and looked at the teacher closely.
The old woman suddenly trembled when she heard what Yin Xitong said. Just as she was about to run away, she found Yu Lingqian standing behind her.
So two scenes like this appeared in the classroom: a beautiful girl and a girl wearing a veil were catching someone who looked like a teacher. A very kawaii girl knelt on one knee on the table and kissed an equally handsome boy.
When Qian and Tong grabbed the old woman, Lan Ruolin also jumped off the desk, leaving Yu and Wen Shengye alone in a daze with a blushing face, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips as if he was still unfinished.
"Tong, is it really her?" Lin strolled to Yin Xitong's side
"You can't go wrong with the Magic Whip - the thirty-eighth killer in the world: Disk Soul!" Yin Xitong's tone was not ordinary cold.
"What!" Hearing what Yin Xitong said, the whole class was excited. The teacher who had lived with them for nearly a year turned out to be a killer!
"Are you a condensate?!" The old woman looked surprised.
"Ning Xi?! Is that the famous detective?!" Everyone exclaimed again. Ning Xi is the youngest and most famous detective in the detective world. It is said that she has not taken a case for nearly a year.
"Diehun, do you know that I haven't taken a case for more than half a year in order to catch you!" Yin Xitong said with a 'pity' look on his face.
"Let me ask you, what is your relationship with the Poison Queen?!" Diehun stared at them with his eyes. When Ningjing captured her, he fed her a medicine made by the Poison Queen. From then on, she lost her martial arts skills.
"Poison Queen?" Lan Ruolin seemed to be deep in thought.
"Both a benefactor and an enemy." Zi Moyi's cold voice sounded and everyone listened. Zi Moyi slowly stood up and walked over to Dihun and pinched her chin. Her originally sky blue eyes turned red.
Exuding murderous aura all over his body
"Yi, calm down." Yu Lingqian pushed away Zi Moyi's hand and held her tightly.
"Yes, Yi, please calm down!" Lan Ruolin's tone sounded like a request, but also like a request.
"I understand." Zi Moyi took a deep breath and calmed down.
"It was you who killed the Poison Queen!" Dihun suddenly widened his eyes.
"If you keep talking, I can't promise that I won't kill you with my own hands." He clenched his hands into fists, and the murderous intent that he had concealed was revealed in an instant, and he turned around and left without any hesitation.
Yu Lingqian gave Lan Ruolin a look, and Lan Ruolin followed her out.
The whole class' eyes widened in disbelief: It is said that when Dishehun escaped, he was poisoned by the poison. He lost his martial arts and disappeared soon after the poison. It is said that he was killed by someone. So... the world
The most powerful drug-making queen in the world was killed by that girl who was only 17 or 8 years old - Zi Moyi?!
"Whoever tells you what happened today, I will prevent him from seeing the sun the next day." Yu Lingqian's tone reached an unprecedented coldness.