my goddess school flower

The morning passed quickly, Wang Ziqiao and Su Feifei walked side by side, both of them were thinking about where to eat.

However, as soon as he arrived downstairs, Wang Ziqiao found a group of reporters surrounding him. The leader was Wu Bingbing, and there were more than a dozen other reporters who flocked to him immediately after they found him.

"Sweat!" Seeing them running like flying, Wang Ziqiao was shocked, and hurriedly ran away with Su Feifei.

But Su Feifei smiled while running: "Zi Qiao, you are famous now, those reporters should have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"You are a celebrity, do you still want to expose my tricks? Break the feudal superstition?"

"Who said you were a trick?"

"Of course those reporters!"

Wang Ziqiao led Su Feifei and ran to a place where everyone was there, then stopped slowly. Looking back, the reporters had disappeared.

Running away, after all, Wang Ziqiao is the first.

However, Wang Ziqiao, who was just about to abduct to other areas, suddenly felt hairy, as if being pushed by something unclean.

"Who is it?" Wang Ziqiao's mental power suddenly dispersed, covering an area with a radius of more than 40 meters.

He only found a white shadow behind him rushing towards him rapidly.

"What the hell?" Wang Ziqiao turned around suddenly, protected Su Feifei behind him, raised his hand, and grabbed the white shadow's neck.

Wang Ziqiao shot like lightning, but the white shadow was extremely fast, like a gust of wind, quickly moved tens of meters to one side, his body shrank rapidly, and rushed towards Wang Ziqiao's forehead again.

Wang Ziqiao's eyes were like lights, and a wave of mental power spread out, covering the white shadow.

A sound like howling ghosts and wolves emanated from the white shadow.

Wang Ziqiao only felt his head explode suddenly, with a dull pain. The sound seemed to attack a person's soul.

"Dark magic?" Although Wang Ziqiao doesn't know dark magic, he still remembers some of it with the magician's remnant soul. This white shadow seems to be a ghost, definitely not a human thing.

It may even be a magical creature signed by a magician.

Before he had time to think about anything else, he uttered a spell, and with a sudden movement of his hands, the jade on his wrist collided together, sending out many sparks, and quickly charged towards Bai Ying.

A spark turned into a fireball, and a total of more than ten fireballs hit Shirai Shadow.

Fire magic explosion.

bang bang bang...

Like a series of small thunderbolts, the white shadow was shattered in a series of explosions.

But at the moment when Bai Ying shattered into pieces, he also let out a piercing scream, which made people feel terrified, as if he had fallen into the Nine Nether, an ice cellar, it was very frightening.

However, when the screaming ended, Wang Ziqiao found a lot of burning confetti in the air.

The white shadow seemed to be made of paper scraps.

Scattering beans to make soldiers, cutting grass to make horses, how can ordinary people be proficient in such immortal methods?

"Maoshan Talisman? Who is it? Shouldn't it be time to show up?" Wang Ziqiao still protected Su Feifei behind him, looked around, and scanned the surroundings with all his mental strength.

He couldn't be sure whether the other party was targeting him or Su Feifei.

Fifty meters away, that Zhang Yingtian's cheeks were flushed, and he almost vomited blood. The ghost charm he worked so hard to make was turned into ashes by Wang Ziqiao so easily. He originally wanted to attack Wang Ziqiao's soul, but But he never wanted to be burned to pieces by Wang Ziqiao.

"What a powerful warlock, why haven't I heard of it before? The talisman used by this person is completely different from that of the teacher, and the spell is completely unknown!" Zhang Yingtian didn't rush out, but Standing behind a tree, he meditated.

"Hmph, don't think that if you don't come out, I won't be able to find you!" Wang Ziqiao shouted again, and then closed his eyes.

This ghost talisman cannot come out of thin air. There must be a trajectory of its action in the surrounding magic elements. As long as the time is not too long, this trajectory will not disappear. Along this trajectory, you can find its starting point.

Holding Su Feifei, Wang Ziqiao walked away.

When Zhang Yingtian saw that Wang Ziqiao was walking in his direction, he knew that Wang Ziqiao should be able to find him, so he walked out generously, and the two looked at each other.

Wang Ziqiao didn't move, but Zhang Yingtian's figure became blurred, and the next moment, he appeared within ten meters in front of Wang Ziqiao.

Seeing this speed, Wang Ziqiao was also surprised for a while, and his hand went deep into his waist, holding the hilt of the soft sword.

"Prince Joe, tell me your real identity and the spell you know. Perhaps, I can spare your life and your family!" Zhang Yingtian was still wearing a tunic suit, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his expression Said easily.

"So it was you?" When Wang Ziqiao saw Zhang Yingtian, he immediately remembered what someone reported a few days ago, saying that there was a guy sneaking around outside the club all day long, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Those secretly hidden cameras also captured Zhang Yingtian's figure, but Wang Ziqiao didn't pay special attention to it. When he saw him today, he realized that Zhang Yingtian was actually an expert warlock.

Zhang Yingtian was taken aback for a moment: "You know me?"

"You've been hanging around outside my club these days, right? Tell me, what's your purpose? You used that white ghost to attack me just now!" Wang Ziqiao didn't have much fear. This kind of warlock, the general force value is not too high. High, melee combat is not too powerful, and they are proficient in spells that ordinary people cannot reach, as if they can use magic.

"If I say that my purpose is to kill the girl next to you, what will you do?" Zhang Yingtian looked at Su Feifei without changing his expression.

Sophie Fei frowned, hid behind Wang Ziqiao with a melancholy expression, peeked at Zhang Yingtian, and said angrily, "I have no grievances with you, why did you kill me?"

Zhang Yingtian did not answer Su Feifei's question.

But Wang Ziqiao said: "If you hurt her hair, I will kill you. Even if you can escape now, I will chase you to the ends of the earth!"

Wang Ziqiao's words were not murderous, but calm and terrifying.

Zhang Yingtian narrowed his eyes, and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha...Little baby, you are so naive and cute, you actually want to chase me Zhang Tianshi to the ends of the world? It seems that the two of you are really lovers. Today I will send you to the west together!"

After saying a word, he pulled out his right hand that had been stuck in his trouser pocket all the time, and threw things at Wang Ziqiao one after another.

And his hands also closed together, forming seals continuously, and spit out a series of spells rapidly from his mouth.

When this thing first appeared, it was a piece of yellow paper, the size of an adult's palm, with a vermilion tiger-shaped rune on it, and then it turned into a ferocious red tiger, leaping through the void, opening its mouth, and it was a The frightening roar of the tiger, with its mouth full of blood, has locked on Prince Qiao.