Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

The huge explosion sound is naturally very eye-catching, but it is strange that no one came to rescue when the security was arranged in advance.

Silent...like dead.

Ye Jicheng frowned slightly, and just as he was about to turn around and open his mouth to inform the security, he was suddenly pulled by the young man beside him.

I only heard Qiang Mo's faint voice pouring out of his mouth:

"Patriarch Mo, your people... I'm afraid they are..."

More bad luck.

Ye Jicheng glanced at the boy, and he naturally thought of it.

There was such a big movement here, and no one came in to check it.

In addition to being served in a pot, what else can be the result?

It's just that if it's all in one pot... Then, there must be other people.

In other words, the members of the First Thief Group should still be lurking in a certain corner.

The corners of Qiang Mo's lips lightly drew an evil arc, as if he was looking around unintentionally, and glanced at him casually.

But the look in his eyes has been changing.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and covered the look in his eyes, and said to Ye Jicheng directly with his spiritual sense:

There are people named Ye, behind the shelf in the northeast, between the flowerpots and screens in the southwest, and at the corner of the stairs in the northwest.

Ye Jicheng nodded calmly, looking at the places mentioned by the boy unintentionally.

Sure enough, three people who were hiding were discovered.

Immediately replied with spiritual knowledge:

Can your kid find the location of the ugly kite?

Qiang Mo's eyes were full of indifference, and the evil smile on the corners of his lips expanded slightly, giving people an inexplicable ruffian look.

Even using spiritual knowledge to communicate, it is difficult to hide the ruffianness and indifference in the tone:

No, it's not the one who was bound...

Ye Jicheng's brows are lightly deflated, can you be sure... this is it?

Before he could reply, the second half of the boy's next big gasp came over again:

The one in the black hat behind the tied one is so conspicuous, so special... thriving...

Ye Jicheng smiled helplessly as he listened to the boy's playful voice.

Fine.

Just as he was about to do it, the voice of a young man who was watching the fun and being a big deal came in his mind:

Hey, what are you doing? The surname is Ye, if you want to die, you don't have to take advantage of it now.

Ye Jicheng turned his head and glanced at the latter, and Qiang Mo returned an innocent chuckle.

The voice in my head continued:

If you do it now, then you are not far from death...

Once you move the ugly kite, the remaining three will immediately beat you to the point where there is no scum left.

Ye Jicheng listened to the playful tone in his mind, and raised his eyebrows lightly at Qiang Mo.

With that action alone, even if Qiang Mo didn't listen to the voice transmission in his head, he could think of what the latter wanted to say.

In the next second, Ye Jicheng's random voice also resounded in his mind as expected:

"Could it be that my ability...is to be seen?"

Qiang Mo simply rolled his eyes at Ye Jicheng, resisted the urge to go up and pry open the latter's head to take a look, and continued to speak with his spiritual sense:

Nonsense, of course I know your abilities, but the current members of the No. 1 Thief Corps... are definitely not what they used to be.

Everyone inside has their own unique abilities, and of course... spiritual power is not a problem.

After saying so much with his spiritual sense at once, the young man's eyes were light, and he took the red wine beside him and held it to his mouth, just as he was about to take a sip...

A special smell suddenly entered my nose...