Xianjun, your peach blossoms are so sweet

Chapter 4 The wicked must have the wicked grind

The old man in white robe stroked his beard, and smiled inscrutablely, "The special trick is that there are elders in the family who have made great contributions to the academy, so the academy made an exception to recruit a descendant as a disciple."

There was an uproar all around.

"How could this be possible?"

"My God! So Shanhai Academy also has a second generation?"

"I thought she was a talented monster, so I was specially recruited, but I didn't expect..."

Jiaoqiao widened her eyes and said angrily: "Open your eyes and see clearly, this girl is a talented monster."

The person who spoke before said with a sneer: "If you don't have any elders in your family, do you think you can really enter Shanhai Academy with your talent?"

Someone on the side agreed.

"That's right, is it reasonable to rely on a good-for-nothing from your ancestors?"

"Che, this kind of second generation is like this. They have a natural sense of superiority."

"Forget it, what are you arguing with a goblin?"

Jiaoqiao snorted lightly, then raised her chin triumphantly, "You are also specially recruited if you are capable?"

"you-"

"What's there to be proud of?"

"Isn't it just a special move? What's so great about it? I, I'm not envious at all!"

The surrounding crowd was furious.

The smug look on Jiaoqiao's face was even stronger, she pinched her waist and raised her head, just about to hit them again.

The body suddenly hangs in the air.

Immediately afterwards, a gloomy voice sounded from behind.

"You can get lost while flying in the wind, it really embarrasses our monster race!"

A thick black mist emerged from the ground, and when the wind blew, an old man in black was revealed.

He was wearing a large black robe, and his exposed eyes were dark and gloomy, like a ferocious beast that chooses people to devour.

The old man in white robe laughed, "She Mo, quickly take away the freshmen from your Demon Seminary, otherwise we will be messed up by her."

Jiaoqiao struggled a bit, trying to resist, but the other party remained motionless, holding her neckline with one hand, and lifted her up.

The crowd whispered.

"Hey, look at her, does she look like a little chick?"

"Hahaha."

"The wicked must be tortured by the wicked!"

Jiaoqiao blushed, and struggled a few more times, vigorously swinging her body in mid-air, which caused more laughter.

She covered her ears angrily, pretending not to hear.

She Mo snorted, then turned to look at Ke Miaomiao, "Yo, I didn't notice, so there is a little demon here."

With a big wave of his hand, a black evil wind came out of nowhere, and the two of them were swept up by the evil wind and disappeared instantly.

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half empty
A black mist gushed out, and an old man in black was carrying a girl in pink to fly at high speed.

Jiaoqiao lowered her head in despondency, struggled a few more times, and finally approached flatteringly, "Senior, let's have a discussion, anyway, there is no one now, can you put me down?"

She Mo glanced at her, and held her with another hand, with a sneer on her face, "Jiaoqiao, the second generation who can cause trouble the most in the land north of the Great Wilderness, am I right?"

This girl looks cute, but in fact she has a bad stomach, whoever really believes in her, will not be able to find her if she is cheated.

Ke Miaomiao was surprised, and asked in surprise: "Hey, teacher, have you heard of the pretty name?"

She Mo raised her head and glanced at her, "Surprised?"

Ke Miaomiao nodded quickly.

She Mo sneered: "For some bad students, the college will naturally focus on observing them."

Jiaoqiao blinked and said solemnly: "Teacher, you can't define me like this just because of some gossip outside."

(End of this chapter)