Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

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At this time, the corner of the alley.

Qiang Mo looked at the man in front of him lightly, as if he was not in a hurry to know the purpose of the latter, leaned against the wall and waited quietly.

Mo Huang sank his eyes, and after all he couldn't wait any longer, he took the initiative to say:

"The Lord of the Underworld... Maybe, you can also be called honorable, aren't you curious?"

The young man laughed and asked back:

"Why should I be curious?"

Mohuang was blocked for a while, his voice sank a little, he sighed, and said:

"Master Ming, look at this, maybe you will remember a little."

Mohuang's eyes darkened, and the old Ming Lord said that the person in front of him was also a member of the Ming family.

But I don't know...

This kid in front of him, in the identity of the Ming clan... what is it?

The old Underworld Lord asked them to suspend the order to find the eldest lady... It always made him feel so suspicious.

Interrupting his thoughts, Mohuang took out a mirror from nowhere.

The mirrors are full of simple patterns and cumbersome words.

Qiang Mo glanced at the mirror that Mo Huang handed over, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly before taking it.

Before it was raised in front of him, Su's hand only touched those complicated textures slightly.

Suddenly, a large memory flashed into the young man's mind.

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In the quaint house, a little girl hid under the railing and peeked at a couple snuggling in the garden.

Beside her, the maid had an unstoppable look of worry on her face, and said in a low voice:

"Master, why don't we leave? If the underworld master catches the bag on the spot..."

The little girl proudly patted the servant **** the shoulder and said:

"Xiao Qingtong, don't worry, I'll take care of it, Miss!"

Just as it was, the couple suddenly turned around and walked away in this direction.

The little girl's face condensed, and she pulled the serum pupil beside her and started to run outside.

But before running a few steps, someone grabbed the collar from behind, so he had to face bitterly, turned his head obediently, opened his eyes wide, and said:

"Dad, it really wasn't intentional..."

The picture suddenly cuts to the face of the man called "Daddy".

Exactly...

Qiang Yan Mo!

Quickly trying to see the face of the woman next to him, it seemed that he had followed the boy's will, and the face of the woman on the side was also revealed.

Exactly...

Qingyuan...

Unable to resist the shock in his heart, the picture in his memory has already continued to unfold.

Qiang Yanmo was about to say a few words when he was suddenly stopped by Qingyuan, who spoke softly:

"What are you doing? What's wrong with Qiang? Go back and let our mothers talk."

Qiang Yanmo swallowed the words that he was about to say, and glanced at Qingyuan beside him aggrieved, but turned around obediently to the distance.

Qingyuan rubbed the little girl's head and said softly:

"Qiang'er, if one day, you forget everything, then you must remember that you are the only eldest lady of our Ming clan. No matter what happens in the future, the burden on your shoulders is innate."

The little girl nodded ignorantly, her eyes did not have a thorough understanding, but in her tender eyes, there was already seriousness and perseverance.

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The clips in the memory were playing fast, and suddenly, a picture caught the boy's attention.

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On the edge of the cliff, Xue Tong was covered in blood and hugged the girl in his arms, bowed his head, and said a sentence:

"Master Ming, if Qingtong can't recognize you one day...you must remember Qingtong!"