"There is a kind of magic power in her body, a kind of attractive magic power."
Half of Qiao Jin's body was already hanging on Ye Fengyu's shoulders: "This is the charm that belongs to her alone, no one can escape her magic power."
In Ye Fengyu's chest, there seemed to be something boiling hot.
Yes, his sister has the power to infect those around her.
She has the magical power to turn decay into magic.
These people worshiped their sister no less than him.
The corners of Ye Fengyu's lips raised slightly, and the impetuous and restless heart gradually settled down.
…
That afternoon, before Mao's time, more than sixty students from the Demon Class had already arrived at the mansion.
Even if it was a holiday, Ye Qingluo told them not to relax their training, so the students started training in the courtyard of the mansion.
When Ye Fengyu watched these students training in an orderly manner, he was shocked.
These students obviously did not start training recently.
Their actions are standard and their tacit understanding is excellent.
After a set of training, even his physical fitness, which was praised by the wandering ghost master, can no longer bear it.
But these, the so-called waste students, did not change their faces and continued with the next set of training.
Damn!
What kind of trash is this, this meow
Are you sure the academy isn't blind
Hmm... Definitely blind, otherwise she wouldn't have assigned my sister to the demon class.
Ye Fengyu was ashamed when she thought that before she came, she was still questioning the ability of the Demon Squad.
He gritted his teeth, unwilling to admit defeat, and immediately followed the training of these students.
After the training, the students stand in line.
Yan Xiaoyi saw Yan Xiaoyi walking over pushing a wooden cart.
On the wooden cart, there are sets of brand new clothes.
"Since we are a team and want to develop a team of mercenaries, we must have uniform clothes." Yan Xiaoyi picked up a set of clothes and shook them, "Two sets for each person, deputy squad leader..."
She paused, and said with a broken smile: "No, it's time to call the deputy head. If the deputy head calls their names, they all come to get their clothes."
Qiao Jin rolled his eyes: "You can just make fun of me, Yan Da Management!"
He deliberately spit out the last four words one by one.
Yan Xiaoyi directly threw the clothes in her hand towards Qiao Jin's face.
Amidst the laughter, the students had already received two sets of clothes and returned to their rooms.
About half an hour later, these people put on this set of clothes and returned to the yard to stand in line.
Qiao Jin and the others also changed into this suit.
When he came out, he saw a courtyard full of teenagers wearing the same clothes, with joyful and excited smiles on their faces.
In my heart, there was a sense of satisfaction.
These clothes are made according to the size of each student, and each person's name has been embroidered with gold thread on the collar.
Ever since Ye Qingluo said that he wanted to form a mercenary group, Yan Xiaoyi, Qiao Jin and the others had already discussed to prepare a set of mercenary group uniforms for this group of youngsters.
After the discussion, more than a hundred tailors and embroiderers were hired at a high price, and more than a hundred pieces of clothes were rushed out.
This is their uniform.
Clothing that belongs exclusively to their mercenary regiment.
The teenagers touched their clothes cautiously, for fear of damaging their new clothes.
"Have you all changed your clothes? Do they still fit?"
A clear voice came from the main hall.
The sound was not loud, but it suppressed the noise of the whole courtyard.
The teenagers straightened their backs one by one like a reflex, stood in line, and looked at the direction of the main hall.