Night falls.
The stars are twinkling, and a crescent moon, emitting a faint light, sprinkles the earth.
In the dead of night, the streets are quiet.
Ye Qingluo and his group wandered in the night, not affected by the cold moonlight, and their emotions were still high.
At this time, each student was still holding wine jars in twos and threes.
Along the way, leave a fragrance all the way.
Ye Qingluo: "..." These are all alcoholic reincarnations, right
Although it is such a complaint.
But Ye Qingluo didn't stop these students from being excited.
She naturally understood what these students were excited about.
In the past ten years, these students were all big families, various forces, or ordinary families, who looked down on them and could beat and scold them.
Their talent, intelligence, and ability for cultivating the mysterious level are not good enough.
No matter where you go, let those who call themselves geniuses spurn and ridicule them.
Humiliation, bullying, things that made them lose face, they have all suffered.
Even if, relying on his own strength, trying to prove himself, he was admitted to Shangxuan Academy.
Still failed to get the approval of those people.
They were assigned to the magic class of the waste class of Shangxuan Academy.
Much ridiculed and disgraced by students of all kinds.
Such a life has never changed.
this time...
This battle...
Let them stand in front of people again.
Let them show themselves openly!
With their own spirit and abilities, they have won the recognition of all forces!
They are not trash!
They can finally hold their heads up and be human!
There will be no more people, look down on them!
Because they are the class of demons!
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To return from the restaurant to the mansion, one has to pass through the foot of the back mountain of the mansion.
In the middle of the night, passing by the foot of the back mountain.
When the wind blows, I always feel a gust of wind.
If you want to ask, why did they go back to the mansion in the middle of the night...
Because, Ye Qingluo fell asleep in Di Moxuan's arms in the afternoon, and fell asleep until midnight in a flash.
Di Moxuan just hugged her like this, holding her for several hours without moving, but he didn't wake her up.
Ye Qingluo was quite helpless.
After all, they were students who were going to participate in the competition, so it would be shameful not to return home at night.
Immediately, he rushed to the next room and kicked the students next door.
Di Moxuan still had to deal with the attack on him in the dormitory mansion, as well as his plan to destroy the power of the Wolf Saint, so he left first.
Immediately, the Demon Squad and a group rushed to the dormitory mansion.
And these people, before leaving, they still didn't forget to continue to hold the wine jar to drink.
There were laughter and laughter all the way, and the atmosphere was quite pleasant.
After halfway around the foot of the mountain, the mountain wind blew in, and I could vaguely smell a strange smell in the air.
Ye Qingluo's expression froze suddenly.
Almost instinctively, with a movement of her fingertips, the Flame Devouring Fan set off a hurricane, enveloping all the students of the Demon Class.
The hurricane directly cut off the weird breath in the air.
"Qingluo!" Long Yunzhan immediately dodged, walked to Ye Qingluo's side, back to back with her, and looked around vigilantly.
"Be careful." Ye Qingluo said in a low voice, looking back, a group of drunk teenagers were stumbling around, "Let's feel how many people are on the other side. I'm afraid this group of brats won't be able to fight."
Long Yunzhan nodded lightly.
Immediately, he narrowed his blue eyes and released his perception.
Ye Qingluo also took the opportunity to take out a handful of medicinal powder from the Minghuang ring.
While the Flame Devouring Fan was flipping, the medicinal powder was directly swept over the faces of every young man.
The medicine powder stained their cheeks and immediately melted into the pores.