Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 2214: Bring out the best state

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"I have come to the school, curb my curiosity, and come up with the best state!"

Ye Qingluo glanced at the direction Si Minghan had left, her eyes sinking slightly: "From Si Minghan, we should also see that the status of the class of God in Shangxuan Academy exceeds ours. Imagination.

Furthermore, the teacher of the class of gods also came from the upper realm. For ordinary students like us, it certainly won't give us a good face.

What we have to do is to learn the ways to make us progress and become stronger in the class of God.

If there is something unpleasant, tolerate it.

Of course, this forbearance must also have a degree, which exceeds that degree.

You don’t need to say, I’ll do it!

I’m still the old saying, we don’t cause trouble, but we are not afraid of trouble! "

Ye Qingluo finished her last sentence, and her eyes swept across the members of the Demon Class.

Several people nodded solemnly immediately: "We understand!"

Ye Qingluo led a few people and walked towards the school.

Long Yunzhan's spirit is still in a trance.

By the time Ye Qingluo and others had already walked more than a dozen steps, he reacted and quickly followed Ye Qingluo's footsteps.

Ye Qingluo gave him a meaningful look and smiled unclearly.

Long Yunzhan felt a sense of guilty conscience inexplicably.

Walking to the entrance of the school, Ye Qingluo immediately looked around.

The school hall is extremely spacious.

There are neatly arranged white wood study cases, and each study case is stacked with a book.

A dozen students dressed in white are sitting leisurely in the school hall, seeming to be talking about something.

At the desk where the Master teaches, there is an old man with white hair and white eyebrows standing. In front of him is Si Minghan.

Neither did they know what topic they were talking about.

The old man's expression is a bit solemn.

When Ye Qingluo and others stood at the door.

The students of the class of God immediately sensed their breath.

Immediately, the whole school fell into silence.

All the students in the class of God moved their sights to the entrance of the school.

The eleven young girls standing at the entrance of the academy are all dressed in red class uniforms that are as hot as the sun, like a blazing cloud billowing, making it hard to move their eyes.

And the most eye-catching is the headed girl.

The red clothes are like fire, without other ornaments.

The blue silk like a waterfall, holding a simple hair sideburn, is only fixed by a wooden hairpin obliquely inserted.

The blue silk scattered randomly on the shoulders flies slightly with the wind.

The city has a beautiful face, a bright smile, and a vulgar temperament.

She is the most dazzling existence among these eleven people.

The eyes of a dozen or so students in the class of gods flashed with amazing colors.

The old man's gaze also looked over.

He was also slightly startled.

The old man has naturally heard of the fact that the eleven students of the Demon Class of Shangxuan Academy will go to the Class of God to train.

It's just that he didn't expect it.

The aura of these eleven students of the Demon Class is so intimidating.

These, one by one, children who are not more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

Is there such a strong aura?

Soon, the old man took away the deep meaning in Jingmang's eyes, and said in a majestic manner: "Are you a student of the Demon Class? Come in."

Ye Qingluo walked in first, curled her lips at the old man, and said respectfully and politely: "This must be the teacher of the class of God, Master Yi Yuyi, right? My master ghost doctor always mentions you. I sigh, I have no chance to compete with you."

The muscles on the old man's face moved slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes: "What are you talking about? Ghost doctor?"