The Evil King's Overlord: The First Daughter Is Too Arrogant

Chapter 45: Turning Faces Faster Than Turning Books

"Wanqing!" Seeing Su Wanqing's intact floating island, Bing Po's hanging heart finally fell, and a smile appeared on her ice-like indifferent face, which was very rare.

"Bing Po, why are you here?" Su Wanqing looked at Bing Po approaching, a little surprised.

After all, she never thought that Bing Po would break into the dungeon for her. After all, according to the rules of the academy, breaking into the dungeon without permission is a serious matter. If it is serious, it may be expelled from further study.

"I'll save you!"

The low and hoarse voice made Su Wanqing's heart warm again.

Bing Po rode the phantom spirit back, just approached the floating island, just about to hold onto the wooden pillars, a huge cold current suddenly hit, the phantom spirit phoenix was blown away in an instant, Bing Po, who had lost his mount, was startled, The figure plummeted and fell into the boundless dark abyss.

"Bing Po!!" Su Wanqing shouted, her heart rose in her throat in an instant, she leaned on the pillar and looked down, only to find that Bing Po had already fallen into a boundless abyss of darkness.

Su Wanqing became anxious in an instant, tearing her throat and opening her mouth forcefully: "Bing Po... Bing Po..."

But after shouting for a long time, there was no response from the bottom of the abyss. Her heart turned cold, her body softened and she fell to the wet ground, muttering to herself, "I'm the one who killed you!"

It was not easy to have a few caring friends, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Su Wanqing sat on the ground and muttered a few words, feeling very uncomfortable, first Mingyue almost lost her life because of herself, and now Bingpo again.

Is she really a disaster star?
Her thoughts suddenly returned to her previous life. At that time, all the people who came into contact with her were either dead or disabled, and everyone called her a disaster star.

She went from sad to desperate, and finally cut off everyone as cold as ice, and has been walking alone.

Never had a friend by my side...

In this life, since God gave her another chance to live again, Su Wanqing originally thought that everything would be different, but she never expected that such things would happen one after another.

A sense of sadness arises from the heart.

"Quick, give me a hand!"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the ear.

Hearing the sound, Su Wanqing turned around abruptly, and saw Bing Po struggling to climb up the floating island, the veins on her forehead were bulging, as if she was struggling to climb up.

"Bing Po!" Su Wanqing shouted, hurried over, pulled Bing Po, and helped him climb to the edge of the floating edge, but it was only separated by the wooden pillar.

Seeing this, Bing Po raised his hand and struck a hand blade, exuding a faint blue arrogance, as if he was about to split a wooden pillar.

"Don't!" Su Wanqing hurriedly stopped, and explained in a low voice: "This pillar is made of black iron, not wood, and there is a powerful barrier here, don't do useless work!"

Hearing this, Bing Po's face flashed with doubts, then he slowly withdrew his hand, looked around the completely sealed cell, there was no door, he couldn't help but be puzzled.

"Then how did you get in?"

"It was Sixuan's enchantment formation that locked me in!"

Bing Po frowned when he heard this, and asked in thought; "That is to say, can only Si Xuan take you out of the cell?"

Su Wanqing shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.

For a while, both of them were silent, looking at the prison cell made of black iron, their thoughts became troubled.

"Ah, by the way, Bing Po, do you know about Mingyue's situation? How is she doing now?"

Su Wanqing suddenly remembered this, and asked with concern.

After being imprisoned here, Mingyue was the most worrying thing for her.

Bing Po stared at Su Wanqing quietly, and couldn't help re-examining her in his heart.

Generally, in such a situation where it is difficult to protect oneself, it is good for people who are still thinking about their maidservant, after all, when the disaster is imminent, they will fly separately.

It can only be said that Su Wanqing's empathy and righteousness touched Bing Po's heart deeply.

Growing up in Bingjia, he was used to intrigue, and even the feelings between relatives could not be easily believed. From childhood to adulthood, he didn't know what is affection and what is friendship.

But at this time, she saw in Su Wanqing such precious things as love and righteousness, she could not hesitate to violate the rules of the academy because of her maid, even if she was in the abyss of the dungeon, she knew what she cared about.

"She's fine, all right!"

Bing Po responded indifferently, but did something for the first time in his life - lying!
For some reason, seeing Su Wanqing's worried and anxious expression, and a pair of bright star-like eyes with a trace of expectation, he couldn't bear to let that expectation fail.

Although I don't know how Mingyue's situation is, but the academy intervened and sent her to the Alchemist Academy for treatment, even if she stepped into the gate of hell, it doesn't matter.

When Su Wanqing heard Bing Po's answer, her hanging heart finally let go, she lowered her head and smiled very nicely, and murmured to herself: "It's fine, I don't worry if it's fine!"

Bing Po tilted her face up, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, without even realizing it.

"You are locked up here, do you still have the time to pay attention to others? Shouldn't you be thinking about how you get out now?"

Bing Po suddenly had the idea of ​​laughing and teasing Su Wanqing, a smile bloomed on his cold face, which made people much gentler.

Su Wanqing glanced at Bing Po, shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and said, "If you can't get out, just stay here honestly, it's useless to think too much, besides, I believe the academy will handle this matter fairly, so the detention is just Temporary thing!"

Even if the old man who teaches Zhan is stubborn, other people should not be so rigid and unreasonable!

But Su Wanqing neglected that old man Zhan has the final say on almost all the college's regulations nowadays.

"Haha... Will this Imperial College handle things fairly? This is really the best joke I've heard in 30 years!"

Just as Bing Po was about to speak, he was interrupted by a mocking voice, and immediately looked around vigilantly, looking for the source of the voice.

Su Wanqing saw that Di Hua finally spoke up, she raised her head angrily and shouted, "Are you still alive? I thought you were gone!"

Bing Po looked at Su Wanqing with some surprise, and looked at her posture, obviously she already knew the person imprisoned on the floating island above her head.

And this dungeon has only held one person in 30 years. Thinking of this, Bing Po's pupils shrank, and he looked at the floating island above his head in shock. The person who made the sound just now couldn't be that person! ?
"Hmph, my life is long, I will still be alive even if the Imperial College collapses!" Di Hua sarcastically counterattacked, not giving in at all.

Su Wanqing rolled her eyes frantically, she really has seen arrogant people, but never seen such arrogant people.

"Hmph, what's the use of living so long, don't you still have to be imprisoned here for the rest of your life, why don't you die as soon as possible!"

Su Wanqing was really depressed because of Di Hua's inexplicable upset, plus the matter of asking for a blanket just now, Su Wanqing had long been holding back her anger.

Bing Po watched the two of them bickering with each other, and quickly interrupted: "Wanqing, don't talk yet!"

Su Wanqing was taken aback for a moment, blinked her big eyes and looked at Bing Po who was inexplicably nervous, she frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Bing Po waved his hand to signal her not to speak, but he had already opened his mouth and shouted above his head: "Isn't senior the previous dean of the academy?"

As soon as the words fell, a white light flashed, and I saw that Di Hua was already floating beside Bing Po, looking him up and down with interest.

"Who are you kid? Also, do all your current teaching masters teach like this? Do you call the former dean and living master senior?"

Di Hua was still very interested in the person who could make it here alone, but when he saw the badge on his waist, his eyes just shrank.

Bing Po looked at Di Hua, who looked like a child of seven or eight years old, and was shocked, and hurriedly lowered his head to change his words: "Principal, it's the disciple who used the wrong words!"

Di Hua didn't worry about this, and said coldly, "Are you a child of the Bing family?"

Bing Po didn't expect Di Hua to know his identity, so he didn't dare to make nonsense, so he hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Who are you in Bingcheng?" After asking this sentence, Dihua's expression was already so ugly that it couldn't be more ugly.

Bing Po felt a sense of oppression for no reason, and replied truthfully: "It's really my father!"

Di Hua's expression tightened, his eyes were like sharp swords, bursting out with strong hatred, he raised his hand and directly grabbed Bing Po's throat, tightened his arms, and lifted them upwards.

Bing Po's throat was strangled, he couldn't breathe for a while, his face was flushed, he couldn't help but stare at his feet and wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't lift any strength in his body, it seemed that Di Hua had strangled everything Spirit power.

"Di Hua, you're crazy, what are you pinching Bing Po for?" Su Wanqing yelled in surprise, she no longer cared about not being allowed to use her spiritual power here, she raised her hands, a fireball gathered in her palm, and opened her palm towards Di Hua forcefully.

With the momentum of breaking through the air, the fireball screamed, and a fire dragon emerged from the fireball, opening its bloody mouth wide, as if it was about to swallow Di Hua.

Dihua glanced at it from the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but sneered: "Small tricks!" After speaking, he opened his other hand and absorbed all the fire dragons into his body.

Did Di Hua absorb his own spiritual power?
Su Wanqing was a little surprised, but at this moment Bing Po had been pinched by Di Hua and was about to die at any moment, she didn't care much, she radiated raging flames, and slammed into the pillar with all her strength.

The red fire light and the wooden pillar collided with each other, and the barrier was broken in a split second. Su Wanqing's face beamed with joy, and she raised her sharp foot, kicking towards Dihua's arm.

Di Hua narrowed her eyes, seeing that Su Wanqing had actually broken through the black iron barrier, it was a bit interesting, so she let go of the ice poker, and started fighting with Su Wanqing.

Bing Po breathed a long sigh of relief, he recovered his complexion, leaned against the pillar behind him, wanted to fly to help, but found that he couldn't float here, while Su Wanqing and Di Hua could both float in the air.

How is this going?

Bing Po's pupils tightened, he frowned and thought carefully, while on the other hand he was sweating for Su Wanqing.

(End of this chapter)