Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Qiang Mo's mouth curled into a light smile, looking at the girl in front of him with unclear eyes,

If she is a man... Maybe she is really poisoned by this fantasy.

After all... a scene like this is not uncontrollable for a normal man.

At this time, Jerry stood on the branch of a peach blossom book not far away, and then covered herself with the peach blossom, burying herself among the flowers.

Looking at the one in front of the young man not far away... "Jerry" in ancient costume, this is a fantasy character uniquely developed by Sister Yingying.

It can be changed according to different moods of different people.

Unexpectedly... what this kid is thinking now is her...

This is a little surprising...

Qiang Mo glanced at "Jerry" with a fixed expression in front of his eyes, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

Space plus illusion, plus charm.

It's quite prepared.

It's a pity...she's not a man.

Seemingly aware of something, he raised his eyes and looked directly at a bland peach blossom tree not far away, his eyes slightly sharp.

The Lord...but he's standing on it.

The indifferent voice was not mixed with any emotion, and he said coldly:

"Do you have to hide in your own space illusion?"

Not far away, Jerry on the peach blossom book covered her lips and chuckled, flipping her hand and jumping down from the tree.

While walking, he looked at the young man in front of him and clapped his hands. The sound was very abrupt in the quiet space. Then, the girl's voice came:

"The concentration is good... If you are not our enemy, it really makes me a little moved..."

After speaking, without waiting for the boy to react, the twin guns from his waist flew out, and the bullets filled Qiang Mo's face densely.

The young man lightly bundled his hands, and just wanted to use his spiritual power, but found that he couldn't mobilize the slightest bit of spiritual power all over his body.

His eyes were slightly cold, but he didn't look nervous at all, and the chuckle at the corner of his lips remained the same.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the hail of bullets that was about to reach his eyes. He turned his hand and rolled over, directly onto the peach blossom tree stump beside him.

With a few breaths under his feet, he stepped on a few feet horizontally, and then turned over and turned over directly from the top of the rain of guns.

Jerry's reaction was naturally not slow, and he raised his hand at the boy in the air to shoot.

The sound of bullets passing by his ears echoed in the boy's ears.

Qiang Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, with an arc of evil.

He lowered his eyes and looked at a branch under his eyes, and with his waist forced, he straightened up out of thin air, and turned over and stood firmly on the trunk.

Qiang Mo, who had escaped the catastrophe for a while, had a light expression in his eyes, apparently not being dragged down by the dense rain of bullets just now.

I tried to transform the jade flute, but found no response at all.

Taking advantage of the time when Jerry changed bullets, he looked up at the situation around the space illusion, trying to find a breakthrough in space.

but……

I don't know when the peach blossoms in the woods began to fly all over the sky, giving people a dreamy feeling.

But Qiang Mo knew that the reality was obviously not as good as imagined.

Just like the petals of these peach blossoms, if you touch them, the result is another matter.

His eyes were light, but he still had a calm demeanor. While avoiding Jerry's new round of attacks, he tried everywhere to test the exits and boundaries of the space.

Suddenly, the peach tree trunk in his hand fell out of thin air and disappeared in front of him.

And the boy's hand is like being swallowed up...