When Ye Qingluo walked down the first floor of Zangshu Pavilion, the management who had been fidgeting at the management desk immediately greeted her.
That fierce and rough face now carried a cautious expression: "Ye, classmate Ye."
Seeing this, the surrounding students all showed puzzled expressions.
How could the administrator be so respectful to Ye Qingluo
It seems that you are still afraid of Ye Qingluo
This is an illusion!
You know, the manager of Zangshu Pavilion is notoriously grumpy.
He yelled at the students when he disagreed with him. Almost half of the students in the college were tortured by his rough and bell-like voice.
But now, is he submissive in front of a freshman, or a freshman from the demon class
Ye Qingluo noticed the gazes of the students around her, knowing that Liu Xuelan and the others were so frightened that they left directly, and did not dare to reveal that she was a ghost doctor's apprentice.
After all, Liu Xuelan and the others hated Ye Qingluo so much at this time.
They knew very well that Ye Qingluo had many enemies, so how could they tell about the ghost doctor behind Ye Qingluo.
Ye Qingluo withdrew her gaze and licked the corner of her mouth at the administrator: "Everything is fine as usual."
The administrator responded, got up again and sent Ye Qingluo out.
This move has attracted speculation from many students.
After Ye Qingluo walked out of Zangshu Pavilion, he walked towards the direction of the Demon Class.
It was approaching the training time of the Demon Class.
Ye Qingluo was thinking about the matter of going to the Middle and Xuan Class to participate in the class confrontation at noon. Although Qiao Jin had already agreed to this matter, Long Yunzhan was the monitor of the Demon Class after all, so he still had to talk to him.
As soon as he entered the second courtyard gate, he heard a woman's crisp voice from the training ground: "You all have good fighting skills! Do you want to come again!"
This voice sounded very strange.
There is a new student in the Demon Class
On the training ground, most of the students have already arrived.
Everyone was not warming up like in the past, but surrounded them in a circle, as if their emotions were being ignited, and the rockers shouted.
There were a few faint sounds of shouts and collisions during fighting.
After a while, two figures flew out from the crowd and rolled to the ground.
The students in the circle shouted excitedly, and made complaints about the students who were blown away.
The two students rubbed their waists, wailed and waved their hands: "No more beatings, no more beatings, we are convinced!"
Ye Qingluo squinted her charming eyes, and it happened that the students moved to the sides to make way for the two students who were sent flying.
Ye Qingluo saw that surrounded by the crowd was a petite girl in a courtyard uniform.
She had one hand on her hip, a smug smile on her delicate face, and a cat-like cunning in her dark and watery eyes.
Ye Qingluo frowned.
This is not a student of the Demon Class.
But... a little familiar.
Just as he was about to step forward to inquire about the situation, Ye Qingluo's chest suddenly felt a burning sensation, and Xuan Xinyu actually burned in his chest.
She stopped and covered her chest.
When looking at the girl again, Ye Qingluo was stunned.
I was so startled that I even forgot the burning sensation in my chest.
I saw a black shadow rising behind the girl, like a patron saint, closely following the girl.
What frightened Ye Qingluo the most was...
The black shadow was a huge beast-shaped phantom, looming.
It was a cat, a dark and agile cat.
"Luo girl, that's the blood of the orcs." Old Man Cang's voice came in his mind, "After the orcs take human form, whenever they fight, they will summon their own blood. Inherited blood."
"Blood, is that black cat phantom?"