The waste wood princess is the god of war

Chapter 257 Pretending!
Hearing this, Mu Anqi grabbed Young Master Luo and hid behind a hill where corpses were piled up. He already had the demon blade in his hand, ready to strike at any time.

There were quite a few people coming out of the Royal Academy this time, and Lu Man, the deputy principal, arrived with a group of students and teachers.However, Xiaoxiaoran and Gu Qinghe did not arrive.

She walked up to Nangong Shang, bowed her head respectfully, "His Royal Highness! Lord Priest!"

Nangongzhang glanced at Lu Man slightly, and then showed a warm smile, "Vice President, you are here. Have you encountered any danger on the way?"

"No, thank you, Your Highness, for your concern." Lu Man slowly stood up while speaking, and looked at the dead people around him, with a particularly exciting expression.

Because, too many people died, and a large part of them were from the Dongzhou clan.Nangong Shang showed no mercy at all.

He was too lazy to wake up these people, it would be quicker to kill them with one knife.

This illusion is actually not completely hopeless.It's just that the prince is impatient.

"What? Do you think I'm cruel? Vice-principal..." Nangong Shang asked casually, but his tone was cold, and the voice that was so harmonious with the corpses all over the floor was like a summoning order from hell.

How dare Lu Man say anything more, he immediately shook his head, and was very pious, "No, His Highness is kind-hearted, and he can't bear them being controlled by others, just save them."

Pooh!Dementor Bead couldn't help but dislike it: "If you kill someone, you will kill him. What are you doing with these genteel people?"

Nangong Shang just smiled, shook the clothes on his body, and the blood stains disappeared in an instant.

There was an undisguised sneer on his face, "Master Heipao, are you sure it's right here?"

The black-robed priest nodded, "There must be nothing wrong. The dragon must be hiding under here. It grows by sucking corpse energy."

"That's good." Nangong Yan looked around, "It seems that many friends have come, let's clean up these opponents first?"

As soon as the words fell, people came out from the dark one after another.

People from Northern Xinjiang and West Desert all showed up.

There are also many people from Tianqi Academy and Xuanxing Academy.

People from all major clans gathered together.

Here, it looks extraordinarily lively, but dangerous.

Nangong Shang looked at the person, with a flash of annoyance in his eyes, but a gentle expression on his face.He clasped his fists together, "Everyone, let's compete fairly."

The monk of Ximo, the little monk of Tianqi, Meng Kong made a pose of a Buddha holding a flower, "This benefactor, if we grabbed that thing together, how will it be counted?"

Nangong Shang still had a gentle smile on his face, "Then it depends on who pays more. Is this okay?"

Meng Kong shook his lighted head, "It's the first time I've met someone as polite as you in the matter of grabbing things. Not bad! Let's do it this way!" What a strange thing.

However, Nangong Shang was not easy to get angry in front of so many people.

He is just too pretentious, and when there are too many people, he will not be easy to get angry.After all, he has worked so hard for so many years to gain the support of so many people for his reputation as a virtuous person.

If it disintegrates, I am afraid that no one will accept it.

He smiled gently, and then looked at the black robe. "grown ups!"

The black robe took two steps forward at this time, and the scepter in his hand shone brilliantly, making the place full of corpses quite refreshing.

He looked at the people around him, and suddenly let out a strange laugh. The sound was like the sound of swords rubbing against each other. It was long and loud, and it made goose bumps all over his body.

(End of this chapter)