Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 618 I Became a God After Proving to the Male Lead (21)

Elder Wuji sat in the room with a face as heavy as water, full of thoughts.

Anyone with a little background in the Divine Grace Academy knew that Elder Wuji was worried about his new disciple, Jiang Wanchen.

The eldest prince is considered by many people to be the heir apparent. Behind him is the investment support of many aristocratic families in the imperial capital. Now that the eldest prince dies, all the painstaking efforts will be in vain. Therefore, the aristocratic families also want Jiang Wanchen to pay for his life.

No matter how powerful Elder Wuji was, he couldn't bear the pressure of so many aristocratic families and royal families.

The old man gritted his teeth.

It's like hundreds of years of old events repeating themselves.

He was still powerless like last time.

The psychic bracelet suddenly lit up, Elder Wuji connected, and the dean explained in a frenzied way, with only a few words: "Something happened in the prison."

Elder Wuji got up abruptly, and before he had time to move, he saw billows of smoke and dust suddenly rising from the place where the prison was located.

The prison is not far from the Grace Academy.

The area of ​​the imperial capital is limited, and there are many houses of noble families stationed there, so there are limited places to choose from, so the Grace College and the prison are only two streets away.

But now, the prison, which has always been regarded as an ominous place by people, has been reduced to ruins because of excessive resentment.

Many masters stood not far from the prison, staring at the prison, forming a siege.

Standing on top of the ruins was a young girl with black hair and black clothes, with red lotus embroidered on the wide sleeves, which were in full bloom: "There is no need to pay such a heavy ceremony."

She spoke slowly: "I'm just taking my disciple away, I don't plan to do anything, so you don't have to be so nervous."

Jiang Wanchen stood behind Ji Ge, waiting in silence.

—What you say and what you do are two completely different things.

Jiang Wanchen still remembered that when Ji Ge broke the shackles that bound his body for him, he said in a relaxed tone: "What's the point of sneaking around? If you want to play, just play with a big one. I'll set off fireworks for you."

So she blew up the entire prison and let countless prisoners escape.

Although most of these people will be arrested, Jiang Wanchen is still a little worried.

But Ji Ge didn't take it seriously: "What are you afraid of? I'll leave the aftermath to the people in the imperial capital to worry about. Don't forget that I'm a demon, and I want to shock a little when I appear on the stage."

This is shocking enough.

All the masters from the imperial capital continued to flock towards the prison, but they didn't dare to act rashly. They just stood not far from the prison, looking vigilant.

The dean of the Divine Grace Academy hurried over and said in a solemn voice, "Is Lord Yaoguang openly launching a war against our human race?"

Ji Ge smiled, interpreting with strength what it means to hide a knife in a smile, and speak sweetly: "The dean's words are serious."

The girl lowered her eyes and said softly with a smile: "I just wanted to take my disciple away and accidentally destroyed the prison. I think the human race must be rich and powerful, so you shouldn't care about such a trivial matter with me."

trifle? !
The crowd was deeply silent.

This bitch is shameless, you call blowing up a prison a trivial matter, do you know that when you blow up for a while, they run away afterward.

Even though everyone at the scene wanted to hang Ji Ge up and beat him up, no one dared to do it first.

At the cultivation level of Jige, it is no longer possible to measure combat effectiveness by the number of people.

The red lotus fire spread out behind her, and the fierce flame swaggered wantonly, covering most of the sky, burning with strange beauty.

As if the ghostly hell had reappeared, countless red lotuses twisted and bloomed in the air, and the temperature was frighteningly high.

The dean's eyes fell on Jiang Wanchen.

No one knew that this seemingly helpless orphan of the Jiang family would actually be a publicly acknowledged disciple of Lord Yaoguang.

Is it because of that face?
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(End of this chapter)