Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1557: Today is the time when Ye Qing died in Huangquan

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Ye Qingluo groaned for a moment, touched her chin, and nodded: "One day and one night, five thousand monsters...It also means that we can hold at least two thousand five hundred magic crystals in order to win. , Really can’t waste the existing time."

"..." The elite students of Shangxuan Academy stared at Ye Qingluo with a foolish expression on their faces.

Two thousand five hundred magic crystals?

Ye Qingluo is joking, right?

This joke is more ridiculous than the joke of Onimusu Master!

This time I entered the academy of the Lair of Flames, the last thing I could stay was the 24 academies.

Where do I need to get two thousand five hundred magic crystals to win?

If you can get a thousand magic crystals, you can win it, okay!

"Let's go, go to the Warcraft first."

Ye Qingluo waved her big hand and walked in the direction where the sound was the strongest.

The students of the Demon Class followed closely behind.

Seeing that the demon class has left.

Other elite students looked at Zi Qianqian: "Goddess Qianqian, shall we follow up now?"

"Follow." Zi Qianqian snorted coldly, "This is an academy competition, not an individual competition system. We must unite as one. Since the Demon Class wants to be the leader of the Xuan Academy, let her be."

After all, take the lead in following the direction where the Demon Class left.

Other students also followed immediately.

No one found out.

At the moment that Zi Qianqian followed, a wicked sneer burst into his eyes.

She sneered secretly in her heart.

Today... is when Ye Qing lost his life in Huangquan.

Ye Qingluo wants to do it.

Then let her have one last time before death.

……

Xu is the corner they were assigned to, it is too remote.

Along the way, the group also met a dozen low-level monsters.

About an hour has passed.

They also only got thirteen magic crystals.

"No way, I'm exhausted! What the **** is this place, let us stay for a day and a night, and did not say to send us a water bag or something." The elite students walked in a irritated mood, and sat on the side. On the stone.

Other elite students also stopped: "Let’s take a break, the temperature here is too high."

The students of the Demon Class raised their eyebrows and looked at this group of respectable elite students, with unconcealable disgust and contempt in their eyes.

An hour has passed.

They only have thirteen magic crystals.

I don't know how many magic crystals are behind other classes.

These people are still holding back here.

The physical training these days has long improved the physical fitness of these elite students.

Don't talk about taking an hour's road.

Just another hour.

These elite students can also stand it.

Moreover, from beginning to end, these so-called elite students didn't make any moves when they encountered Warcraft.

All the students from their magic class charged forward.

They are not tired yet.

These elite students are actually tired.

What about their faces?

Oh no... they forgot, these people have no faces.

When you ask this question, you are exaggerating them.

Zi Qianqian has found a clean momentum to sit down.

There are also a few male students around him.

This posture is like the stars arching over the moon.

"Ye Qingluo, that student was right. Master Onimu let us stay in the flame lair for a day and a night. It is impossible not to prepare water bags, dry food and other things for us."

Zi Qianqian's mouth tick lightly: "After all, we are just mortal bodies. It is impossible to stay here for a whole day without eating or drinking."

Zi Qianqian's words immediately aroused the echo of other elite students.