Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 272: Squad leader of the Demon Class (3)

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Ye Qing falls into the body, and there seems to be a cavity of warm blood, which is gradually boiling.

She believes that in the future, the growth in this magic class will definitely be more than in other classes!

Having such a group of weird personalities, but the strength is all the classmates above the middle class.

It will definitely be a great help to practice.

"Just entering the class, I hurt our three classmates. The new classmate's temper is too irritable." Qiao Jin raised a smile and moved closer to the night.

Ye Qingluo snorted: "When I first arrived, I naturally have to give me a generous gift."

Qiao Jin burst into laughter, and tossed the money dart in his palm: "Your personality is really similar to that of the squad leader. It's no wonder that the squad leader pays special attention to you."

As soon as the words came out, the surrounding students all stared at Ye Qing.

Immediately, he pulled out his ears in a neat and consistent manner, as if he had practiced countless times.

What?

They heard it right!

Sir, monitor will pay attention to a new student?

"Deputy squad leader, she just said that the magic class is not a waste, a new student who is born to be useful?"

The blue-clothed girl blinked, and quickly walked to Ye Qingluo's face, staring at her with a pair of moisturizing eyes.

After seeing Qiao Jin nodding, the girl stared at Ye Qingluo's eyes instantly: "You are right, although we are students in the class of magic, but... is it a waste? It's not what they said. Forget it, but we have the final say!"

Ye Qing's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on Qiao Jin.

These words are what she said to Dong Huanglang at the freshman training ground.

Why... will it be passed on to the Demon Class?

She suddenly remembered that when she left the training ground, she ran into a young man who was not outstanding.

It seems...

Ye Qing Luo squinted her eyes, stared at Qiao Jin for a long while, raised her fingers, and pointed at him: "Is it you?"

Qiao Jin shrugged and smiled unconfirmed.

"It is because of your words that touched the squad leader." Mo Yueying tilted her head, her soft voice flat.

What touched the squad leader?

"Sit." Without waiting for Ye Qing to delve into it, the squad leader's clear voice has sounded.

All the students quickly returned to their seats with lightning speed.

Ni Ruopan supported his injured arm and slowly walked to the corner and stood.

In the whole school, only the monitor and Ye Qingluo were left standing.

"New classmates, find a place to sit down at will." The monitor's thin lips lifted, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

It's just that this smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. On the contrary, it made him feel a sense of distance that he couldn't get close to.

Ye Qingluo squinted, standing in the corner, shaking Ni Ruopan.

There seems to be only Ni Ruopan among the many students in the Demon Class, who seems incompatible with this class.

And were these students treated as rubbish?

Seeing that Ni Ruopan was afraid of Tong Ziqing at first, but stubbornly begged Tong Ziqing for her, Ye Qingluo's heart also softened a bit.

She is not a kind person, but she is not a cold-blooded person either.

Be nice to her, she will remember it in her heart.

Ye Qingluo walked straight towards Ni Ruopan, pulled her wrist, and walked to the empty space in front of her.

Ni Ruopan was pressed **** her shoulders by Ye Qingluo, her buttocks stuck on the wooden chair, she was shaking like chaff.

A small face that was already white is now paler.

The surrounding students looked very ugly: "New classmates, the class leader let you sit, but it doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want! This is a punishment for the weak. She is the last in the class and is not qualified to sit Class!"

Ni Ruopan trembled all over, his eyes widened, and tears welled up from the fright.

But Ye Qingluo's shoulders were pressed tightly, and he couldn't get up.