Ye Qingluo pursed her pink lips, and respectfully bowed to the chief dean: "My lord, the head of the family has always been aggressive and bullying too much. As a student participating in the competition, the state of mind affects the performance of the game, and I ask the elder to replace you. Let it be up to you."
Ye Qingluo's words and sentences are all within reason.
The participating students were pressed by a family every step of the way.
It will indeed affect the status of students participating in the competition.
The chief dean is responsible for the fairness of the competition and the safety of the students.
Immediately, the chief elder nodded slowly: "As long as this matter has nothing to do with you, this elder will definitely make the decision for you."
Only then did Ye Qingluo's face soften slightly, and he pursed his pink lips tightly, and said word by word: "After yesterday's game, I found that my class uniform was damaged, but I didn't think about it. Sword, it is quite normal for clothes to be damaged.”
The head elder stroked his beard and nodded.
He still remembered the fierce competition yesterday.
The two in the Profound Earth Realm are at war.
Damaged clothes are also excusable.
"May I ask if the members of Shangguan's family died on the mountainside after yesterday's match?" Ye Qingluo sneered and asked the head of the Shangguan family.
No matter how ignorant the Shangguan family is, at this time they understood the meaning of Ye Qingluo's words: "You...you are still arguing! This fabric is clearly from last night, when you slaughtered my Shangguan family members, you fell behind in the fight. Mountain cloth!"
"last night?"
Ye Qingluo couldn't help laughing out loud: "Yesterday, the Devil's class won the preliminary round and spent the whole day drinking and celebrating in the restaurant, passed out drunk in the restaurant, and when they left the restaurant, the students were still holding the wine jar excitedly. "
"Dare to love the students of our demon class, when you are drunk and dreaming of death, you can still massacre more than 300 profound practitioners from your Shangguan family with only 60 or so people."
She twitched the corners of her mouth sarcastically, her eyes full of mockery.
I secretly laughed in my heart.
All of her group of teenagers are alcoholics reincarnated.
Last night, when the profound energy burst out and the scuffle started, they did not forget to seal the wine jar and put it in the interspatial pocket that they carried with them.
She wasn't worried, the people from Shangguan's family could find the fragments of the wine jar on the spot.
"You...you..." The head of Shangguan was trembling with anger, blocked by Ye Qingluo, he couldn't utter a word.
If the party is not him.
Hearing Ye Qingluo's questioning, he would never believe that this bunch of trash from the Demon Squad could slaughter more than 300 people from Shangguan's family
But what he knows is...
The Shangguan family dispatched three hundred and forty profound practitioners to intercept and kill Ye Qingluo.
However, these profound practitioners died on the mountainside behind.
Among the corpses, he found Ye Qingluo's squad uniform.
In the entire demon class, only Ye Qingluo's class uniform was embroidered with cherry blossom patterns.
The deaths of 340 people are definitely related to Ye Qingluo!
"If the boss still doesn't believe it, the general hospital can send someone to the restaurant to check. Did our demon class get drunk in the restaurant for several hours, and bought more than forty jars of fine wine when we left?" Ye Qingluo and continued.
The eyes of the head elder looked at the head of the Shangguan with some deep meaning.
"This... This is a trap. This was premeditated. I really picked up this fabric from the back of the mountain..." The head of Shangguan was completely panicked.
But no matter what he said, even the unknowing Shangguan's nursing home behind him would doubt whether the head of the family had deliberately charged such a serious crime on the little girl.
Just when Ye Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to bring this matter to an end.
Suddenly, the cold voice of "Mo Zun" sounded: "Student Ye, how do you prove that your damaged cuff was damaged before yesterday's competition?"