Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Forcibly interrupting his inner thoughts, Qiang Yanmo glanced at Qiang Mo in a complicated way.

Living a full life in this world is better than seeing the darkness of those advanced worlds...the happiness that comes.

He opened his mouth, but the words that came to his mouth were still not spoken, as if he hurriedly turned the words:

"Okay, remember what your father said, go to school next week for me, and don't come back to live!"

After he finished speaking, he snorted heavily like a child, making Qiang Mo a little dumbfounded.

OK, OK, you're ugly, you're right.

The star-like brows were raised inadvertently, and a hint of interest flashed in Qiang Mo's eyes.

It wasn't that she didn't notice the change in Qian Yanmo's tone and attitude.

But the dignity and elegance engraved in her bones made her not care at all.

There is such a kind of person, no matter how big things happen in the world, she can show the look of strategizing, like a born king, looking down on all beings...

but…

Did her father just tell her to get out and not come back to live?

Great…

So rest assured that she lives outside alone, not afraid that she will kidnap a girl back?

As if thinking of some interesting picture, the young man lowered his head slightly and chuckled lightly.

His slightly uncontrollable voice revealed his usual elegance and indifference.

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a week later.

In a week, two major news spread in the society. As usual, no matter which news it is, it is enough to cause a sensation in the whole society.

And now...

The two appear together, obviously frightening people.

In the morning, the sun was still blinking with sleepy eyes, half-leaning against the clouds.

Although it is early in the morning, it is not deserted,

The lonely street in the past has become noisy, but it is not noisy, secretly brewing and digesting the social sensation this week.

Qiang Mo was walking on the street, and the dusty ground brought an ancient atmosphere against her background.

The broken hair on the boy's forehead fluttered in the wind, lazily covering the pair of star eyes that contained all things in the world.

It was obviously an ordinary sunshine, but at this time, it was also coated with a layer of sacredness because of the existence of the young man.

Qiang Mo didn't want to appear so conspicuous at first, but her cheating father...

Overnight, drove all the cars away...

Really, how could she go to the base to get the car so early in the morning?

Although it was morning, there were not a few people on this road.

The reason is naturally because of a stunning high school a few hundred meters away.

Provincial High School, as the name suggests, is the best high school in the entire province. Having said that, the reputation of the province can be ranked first in the country for a long time.

There is no other reason. The children of various wealthy and prestigious families are gathered here, and countless talents and talents are studying here. Even most of the most in-demand metaphysicians in the army today are convened here for selection.

Mystery is the ability that people are most looking for today, but just like those fantasy novels say, although it is no longer a society of atheists, mysticism is not a cabbage that can be found in every household.

The odds are low, probably...

Even among a million people, it is only when the ancestral graves are smoked that there will be a talent with a talent for mysticism.

Of course, mysticism is just a mere deduction.

But I may ask, which profession does not lack a master who can predict prosperity?

Qiang Mo naturally did enough work, and the corners of his beautiful lips curved into a sinister smile.

If she can count a few divinations, she will be blown into a god, so wouldn't the world be crazy about such a high-profile Demon Venerable?

It's a pity that she doesn't take this low-level world's beliefs seriously. All along, she is not like those gods with good intentions, she is more tired than people, and in the end she just earns the trust of one person.

And she, she, a **** who has enough to destroy everything at the touch of a finger, why should he care about the thoughts of others?

She's not ruthless, it's just that nothing can stir her emotions.

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