Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

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Look at the reaction of this surname Ye, isn't it good?

Ye Jicheng inadvertently caught a glimpse of the boy's expression, and the years of understanding immediately reflected the thoughts of the boy's heart.

Come on, this is what happens when he offends this guy.

He sighed helplessly, it was clearly a dangerous situation, but his tone was the same as always.

"I said, someone, don't use the bulletin for private purposes."

Qiang Mo naturally understood the latter's words, and immediately snorted, and said lightly:

"Don't worry, Patriarch Mo, I'm not that boring yet."

Ye Jicheng glanced at the gloating look on the boy's face, why did he feel that the one in front of him was so boring?

Qiang Mo straightened his expression, and looked at the man who had been bound by Yuanxi's five flowers with a cold look.

The latter's loud shouts filled his ears, he clapped his hands gently, and said coldly:

"Include noise."

Yuan Xi glanced at Qiang Mo, who was full of aura, and resignedly tied the tape in his hand to the man's mouth.

Stop arguing, every time she helps this guy pretend to be coercive, she is always so cooperative...

Well, silent.

Behind the scenes, she is bitter.

As soon as the man stopped speaking, the whole world immediately quieted down.

The young man glanced at Ye Jicheng on the side, and said lightly:

"Patriarch Mo, the next thing... don't we need to continue?"

Ye Jicheng was watching the play leisurely, when he suddenly heard his name, raised his head, and replied casually:

"Well, please."

The smile on the corners of Qiang Mo's lips was mixed with a hint of coolness, inexplicably, a little intimidating.

Did this guy slept well at night, didn't wake up in the morning, didn't sleep at noon, just fell asleep, and went straight to sleepwalking?

Did you hear what she just said?

Ye Jicheng just said this casually, and after speaking, it seemed that he realized what the young man just said.

Qiang Mo looked at the man in front of him, made a gesture of invitation in his hand, and then retreated directly to the side of Xiao Yuanxi.

In his eyes, there was a faint flash of unhappiness.

Ye Jicheng smiled helplessly, and took the initiative to step forward. When he walked in front of the coaxing man, the calmness on his face was completely gone.

Instead, there was a terrifying coldness.

The voice was no longer warm, but was unusually cold, and he said slowly:

"Who sent you here?"

There was no confusion on the man's face, but there was a flash of emotion in his eyes, but it was too fast to be caught.

"Me? Who sent it?"

The two rhetorical questions left him plenty of time to think. Sure enough, as if he had already figured out a policy to deal with, he said to Ye Jicheng:

"Patriarch Mo, all of us are here at your invitation. Now that something has happened, you suspect that we are the first one? How can this not be chilling."

"Anyway...my Ji family is also a big family that people can't let go of! And I'm also the head of the Ji family! Doing this to me...isn't it too much?"

Ye Jicheng listened to the words of Ji Patriarch's shift of focus, and didn't care. Facing the questioning eyes, he said casually:

"I'm sorry, we Mo family do things... we never take into account the so-called feelings of others."

The man was waiting to hear Ye Jicheng's dilemma's answer when he suddenly heard the latter's answer that didn't follow the routine, and was a little dazed with anger:

"You, you, you! How are you...!"