Di Moxuan, who was sitting in the first seat, was half leaning on the soft chair with an extremely lazy expression.
After hearing the dean's words, he glanced at the dean indifferently, with a calm expression on his face: "The success of the Demon Class is due to the ability of the students, and has nothing to do with me."
"Yes, yes, yes." The dean agreed with a flattering smile, obviously only taking Di Moxuan's words as an excuse.
The students of Demon Class can pass the strength test of Shangxuan Pagoda with only one Ye Qingluo with nine trash.
The dean would rather believe that all of this is the transformation of that group of waste by Di Moxuan in the past few months.
Di Moxuan didn't bother to explain.
Lifting his eyelids lazily, his gaze was fixed in the distance, and the figures in Shangxuan Square had already disappeared.
His eyes were slightly darkened.
"Master Mozun, let's take a look together, the second class that successfully walked out of the Shangxuan Pagoda..." The dean hadn't finished speaking.
Suddenly, I felt a cool breeze blowing over my cheeks.
The white robe is light, and the sleeves of the clothes are fluttering.
Like the posture of a god, it flashed past the dean's eyes.
"Master Mo Zun..." The dean stood up eagerly, trying to catch up.
But he saw the white figure, but in an instant, it had disappeared in front of his eyes.
"Master Mo Zun?" The dean was surprised, wondering about Master Mo Zun's departure.
But seeing the eyes of many people, because he stood up, they all looked over.
He took his seat again with a gentle smile on his face.
Bai Mei frowned slightly, and glanced at the empty first seat.
There, Mo Zun was no longer there.
Master Mo Zun, he...
What is the reason for leaving so eagerly
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After coming out of the Shangxuan Pagoda, the souls of the ten people were somewhat shocked.
Especially the three corpse test in the second level, the illusion of greed, hatred and ignorance.
The most shocking soul.
After returning to the Devil's class, I didn't have the extra energy to talk about the things in the Shangxuan Pagoda with other students.
One by one scattered, go back to rest.
After Ye Qingluo showed it to several students, each of them gave a pill to stabilize the mind, and then went back to the dormitory with Mo Yueying.
There were only the two of them in the dormitory, and it was extremely quiet.
Ye Qing fell into her room and fell directly on the bed.
This fall, before hitting the bed, the whole petite body fell into a generous and warm embrace.
Between the nostrils, there is a soothing scent of sandalwood.
Ye Qingluo closed her eyes, attached her body and mind to the man, and said softly, "Why are you here?"
Just now, isn't he still in the first seat of Shangxuan Square, watching this strength test
"You're not here, what's the point of me keeping it?" The girl in Di Mo Xuanhuan's arms tightly drooped her long eyelashes, staring at her delicate face.
Ye Qingluo twitched the corners of her mouth, and rubbed her small face into his arms.
Immediately, he opened his eyes and stared deeply at Di Moxuan's face with charming eyes, and stroked his outline with his slender hands: "I miss you."
miss him.
After coming out of the illusion, she was thinking about him.
Especially at that moment, his mind was full of this man.
Visions told her.
How important this man is to her.
Her greed is only for being qualified enough to stand by his side.
Her resentment was only to possess everything about him, to make him belong to her only for life after life.
Her obsession is only to stay with him, to have their home and their children.
Ye Qingluo slowly stood on tiptoe, put her hands around his neck, and pressed her lips to his.
"Ah Xuan... I miss you."