Ace Classroom: Magic Principal

Chapter 192 A Man

Subconsciously aware of the crisis.When those wild wolves were about to flee, the silver wolf's eyes flashed fiercely, opened its big mouth, and bit the head of a wild wolf in front of it with one bite.

"Not their companions?"

Seeing this, Dongfang Han and Zhuo Lin were shocked. At the same time, a unilateral massacre had begun.

The silver wolf came all the way, and Dongfang Han trembled the moment his eyes came into contact with it.There is only one thought - if they don't leave here, they will be bitten to pieces like those wild wolves!

"Zhuo Lin, let's go..." Before Dongfang Han could turn around and take Zhuo Lin's hand, she suddenly became dizzy and confused.

Damn it, at this moment...before she couldn't bear it any longer and fell unconscious, she heard Zhuo Lin's shout, "Dongfanghan...!"

Zhuo Lin struggled to climb up, and after the silver wolf walked in front of them, he hugged the girl in his arms tightly, panted and raised his head, stared at the monster in front of him without fear of any danger, and said fiercely: " If you dare to hurt her, I will definitely peel off your skin and tear your flesh...!"

"Hmph! The mouth of the dying guy is quite stiff." A voice colder than ice resounded in the icy world.

human voice? !Zhuo Lin was startled, and before he had time to look up and look behind Silver Wolf, a giant palm hit him hard and knocked him unconscious.

"Silver, don't hurt them." The voice came again, stopping the silver wolf from approaching.

"Step! Step!" The man stepped on his boots and slowly came out from behind it. He looked down at the two lying on the ground, paying more attention to the black-haired girl.

With a calm expression, there was an obvious daze in the cold black eyes.After that, he resumed his usual indifference and said to the silver wolf beside him without any emotion: "Yin, take them back."

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"Grumbling..."

Cooked boiling water boils in a pot, which is in a wooden house.There are many specimens of animal heads hanging around. Besides, the most common utensils can be seen everywhere in the room.

"Squeak—bang!" The opened door was closed, and a person walked in from the outside. At the same time, Zhuo Lin, who was lying on the wooden bed, slowly regained consciousness and opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" The familiar voice made him sit up suddenly, and stared ahead vigilantly.

The person who spoke took off his heavy fur coat, shook off the snow on the coat, hung it behind the door, turned and walked up.

Gradually, Zhuo Lin saw his face clearly. The man was probably in his thirties. His short black hair was as sharp as a knife, his angular face was extremely handsome, and his pair of black eyes With a cold and unfeeling light in it.

The man looked at the boy on the bed without any emotion in his eyes, and said coldly: "Don't be so wary of me. If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago."

"Who are you...and—where's Dongfang Han! Where's the girl with me!?" Thinking of that girl, Zhuo Lin hurriedly got out of bed but forgot that his foot hadn't healed at all. Roll out of bed to the floor.

"Dongfanghan? You are talking about Dongfangyue, right? In the room inside, she is not dead." The man said, looking down at the struggling young man on the ground, with obvious sarcasm in his eyes. A man who can't stand up, how could Dongfang Yue bring a waste like you to me."

(End of this chapter)