Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Looking at the whole class, pipe cigarettes directly ruled out the banished seat.

She didn't dare to give that seat to someone else.

Looking around, there was only one vacant seat beside the boy.

Guan Yan raised his eyes, did the little ancestor who used to sit there ask for leave to go back?

In this case……

Turning his head, he asked:

"Student Nan, can I sit there?"

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the position beside the young man, and also asked what Qiang Mo meant.

"Nan Jin" nodded and walked in the direction of the boy.

With a hint of interest in Qiang Mo's eyes, he casually glanced at "Nan Jin" not far away.

Nan Ditian has some tricks...

This "Nan Jin" can't help but be as good as Nan Jin in this identity, and her behavior is like a woman who has been trained by aristocrats since she was a child.

But the only flaw is...

The "Nan Jin" in front of him had a faint chilling air about him.

Although the latter has deliberately concealed a lot, for a teenager who often comes into contact with blood, even if there is only a trace, she can detect it.

Not to mention, the current "Nan Jin".

"Nan Jin" took care of his books and didn't look anywhere else. It really looks like a transfer student who comes to study hard.

The corner of Qiang Mo's lips tickled lightly, don't worry, sooner or later... there will be a flaw.

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A morning passed quickly, and it was even a little strangely calm.

"Nan Jin" took the lead in picking up his meal card and walked out of the classroom.

Qiang Mo pressed the instant communicator beside his ear, and an inaudible voice came out of his mouth:

"Follow."

At the same time, the indifferent voice of a teenager appeared in the communicators of the remaining eight people.

Mo Yuandi fiddled with it, and was already familiar with the function of this tiny communicator.

As for Si Gu and Yu Jing, not to mention, the two of them have been on missions for many years, and this kind of communicator has long been familiar to them.

But what surprised the two of them was that Qiang Mo actually had this type of micro communicator.

I knew earlier...

This thing, in the organization, is only worth three.

This guy is just a group?

In another classroom, Yuan Lai and Mo Wu also followed in time, hiding themselves in the crowd.

Xianke strangely pulled Feng Ji's sleeve, this thing... it's really exciting!

And the latter... is already a habitual expression of caring for mentally handicapped children.

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Under the boy's instructions, several people hid around Nan Jin in batches.

From the outside, it seems that there are several people who are deliberately protecting one person.

I'm afraid that a group of students will just rush to the cafeteria to eat.

Qiang Mo looked at the orderly eight people, and the curvature of the corners of his lips became more and more sinister.

She should also find a place... be seated...

Go around to the other side of the classroom, flip down the railing directly, and go to the garden within the wall.

With a habitual chuckle, the young man walked quickly to the high ground ahead.

At the edge of a flower bed, Qiang Mo's calm eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty aura.

For the first time...you don't have to suppress yourself...

But in an instant, the usual indifference and coolness filled his eyes again.

He lifted a step to remove a stone brick under the flower bed in front of him, and pulled out a packed box from it.

Take it out and put it back in the stone brick.

After all this is done, the entire flower bed has not changed in the slightest.