Ah Feng pursed his lips, took a few steps back respectfully, and then dodged into the night.
Di Moxuan hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and walked straight into the bedroom.
Put Ye Qingluo lightly on the bed, pulled the quilt over her and covered her.
He stood by the bed, staring deeply at the person on the bed.
There was a strange stream of light floating in the deep peach blossom eyes.
His little Luo'er finally relied on him wholeheartedly.
He didn't want to disappoint Xiao Luo'er.
No matter what happens, he will do his best to protect Xiao Luoer.
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the next day.
The class confrontation competition of Shangxuan Academy, the preliminary round officially started.
All parties who want to inject capital, or cooperate with Shangxuan Academy, have already been waiting in various areas of the ring.
There are also representatives of other large colleges, all waiting in their own areas.
The entire Xilan Square looked extremely lively.
Only this time, what everyone is talking about is not guessing which class will win, or which student will stand out.
What they were talking about was the attack on the Demon Squad last night.
In front of various forces, representatives of the various colleges, and the master sent by the General Academy.
A student in a class was severely injured.
Although this is a shame to Shangxuan Academy, a shame that cannot be washed away.
But for people of other forces, they are also shameless.
It can be said that the people who raided the Demon Squad didn't pay attention to them at all.
Especially the main hospital, who learned the news that the students were attacked.
Three elders from the chief dean were sent overnight to assist, vowing to bring the force who attacked the student to justice.
"The students in the class of demons were seriously injured. I'm afraid they can't participate in today's class confrontation competition."
"It's meaningless to participate or not. The Devil's Class is a waste class of Shangxuan Academy. They are just waste. Even if you participate, there is no suspense. What's the point?"
"You can't say that, you always have a dream, what if you see a ghost?"
With a teasing laugh, all the major forces laughed endlessly.
These voices of ridicule spread to the end of Shangxuan Academy, and the expressions of several elders and masters suddenly became extremely ugly.
Yun Xiang's face was ashen, and he said in a low voice, suppressing his anger: "Dean, when the Devil's class wanted to participate in the class confrontation competition, we should directly refuse."
Elder Yunhe on the side immediately nodded in agreement: "The wastes of the Demon Squad are all disturbing. Yesterday I went to the back mountain with Mr. Chu, and I happened to bump into those wastes... Low-level monsters, chasing ghosts and howling wolves, attracting so many people's attention, it really embarrasses us to go to the Xuan Academy."
"That's right! Yesterday in the back mountain, Mr. Chu was crying and howling by this group of useless ghosts. He was so noisy that he lost the mood to discuss with us, so he went directly down the mountain and went back." The other master said angrily.
They are the masters and elders of Shangxuan Academy.
It should be admired and admired.
But this time, because of the relationship between the demon class, they became a joke of others.
This was the first time in their lives that they were not honored and rewarded for their status as elders and masters of Shangxuan Academy.
On the contrary... it became a joke.
"Okay, let's say one thing less." Yunyun frowned, and squinted at the few who complained quietly, "No matter what the class of the devil is, the class of the devil is always a class of Shangxuan Academy, don't let outsiders see the joke. "
Those who complained immediately fell silent, lowered their heads, and said in a low voice: "Yes."