Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

But here, it is everywhere like Chinese cabbage.

The boy raised his eyebrows casually, but he didn't seem to want to touch it, and continued to move deeper.

After walking for a while, the rock wall beside him disappeared quietly.

Stepping a step further, all of the scenery around him disappeared in a flash!

At this moment, a galaxy gradually emerged, and the boy seemed to be vacated in the Milky Way.

But Qiang Mo knew that this was an ancient fantasy.

Only that is, can the use of illusions be so superb.

He simply didn't move, the corners of his lips twitched into a chuckle, his eyes lightly waiting for the next sentence.

Not long after, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded in the space:

"The king of the underworld, all the people are waiting for your awakening..."

"Reborn from ashes, pacify the calamity..."

"The merger of the three clans, Ming, Ning, Tan..."

After three sentences, the old voice became weaker and weaker until it disappeared from the world.

The expression in the boy's eyes did not change, but there was a faint flash of doubt.

She... seems to have really forgotten something.

Is this really not just a dream?

deep……

muddy……

sandalwood……

Before he had time to figure out the connection, a sudden burst of memory fragments slammed into the young man's mind.

In a trance, the scene in front of him changed rapidly, and a quaint house appeared in front of Qiang Mo.

The scene in front of him flashed across the boy like a movie.

It was a little girl, with a delicate face, faintly revealing the dignity of the world, with a brush casually hanging on her mouth, and her expression was a little helpless.

Beside the girl is a young woman who looks like a servant girl.

Qiang Mo was about to step forward to see the young woman's face, when suddenly, the girl spoke up.

"Xiao Qingtong, don't be so boring like a gourd all the time. Look at how cheerful I am, my master."

Clear pupil?

Before the boy could respond, the young woman had already turned her face.

Qiang Mo's expressionless face flashed a touch of surprise.

Is that... Serum Hitomi? !

Is it really her?

Accepting the surprise in his eyes, the young man pursed his lips and continued to look down.

Except for her appearance, the serum pupil at this time did not look like the blackened blood pupil witch at all.

Serum Hitomi winked playfully and said to the girl:

"Master, I just pretended to be so serious in front of the Underworld Lord just because of you!"

The little girl smiled at Serum Hitomi, took the brush on her mouth in her hand, and swayed under her feet.

The brush was turned in the girl's hand, and the girl suddenly opened the mouth to the serum pupil beside her:

"Tong'er, why don't we sneak out to play?"

Serum Hitomi shook his head resolutely, and said to the girl:

"Master, don't think about it. If you let the Lord of the Underworld know about it, you can't kill me."

The girl curled her lips in a boring way, and even Xiao Qingtong didn't dare to accompany her out.

His father is really cruel.

Qiang Yanmo, wait a minute, when she gets older, she must sneak out so she doesn't stay in this ghost place every day like a little fool,

Of course, teenagers naturally cannot see the inner thoughts of girls.

A look of confusion appeared in Qiang Mo's eyes.

How did she feel that the girl in front of her looked like her when she was a child...?

But the childhood in her memory was not like this at all.

With full of doubts, the young man had to continue watching.