The journey of a heroine starting from the Dragon Clan

The music ended, but the dance did not.

It's just that unlike the previous group dance, it has now become a free display time for each individual. A space is specially left in the center of the hall as a dance floor. Anyone with ideas can invite their dance partners to the dance floor.

Because she sprained her foot, no one on Mu Qingzhi's side had the tact to come over and invite her. Instead, she was left to relax. It could be said to be a blessing in disguise.

But Mu Qingzhi didn't expect that Caesar would come to her with a wine glass.

"Wait a minute, you're not here to raise an army to punish me, are you?"

Very protectively, she picked up a plate and held it in front of her. Mu Qingzhi looked wary.

"I'd like to state in advance that lighting and everything have nothing to do with me. Don't look for me."

"Raise an army to prosecute? How could you have such a strange idea?"

Caesar, who stood in front of her and looked at her with a glass of red wine in his hand, looked strange.

"As a guest I invited, you were injured. As the person in charge, I naturally had to come over to express my condolences... Did you really do something to the lighting?"

——Caesar still couldn't help asking.

"Oh Nope."

Mu Qingzhi answered decisively.

"..."

"By the way, why don't you go on stage to speak?"

Dragging a fruit plate from the side, Mu Qingzhi asked curiously while picking up the strawberries on the fruit plate.

"Logically speaking, with your personality, you should be on stage to give an inspiring and arrogant speech on the spot. Why did you suddenly change your gender?"

"In your eyes, am I that arrogant?"

After glancing at the girl in front of him and putting the red wine glass in his hand back on the table, Caesar smiled helplessly.

"Only after personally going to the battlefield can I understand that on the dragon battlefield, those things that I have been particular about in the past have no meaning. In the past, I was indeed an elitist, but I will also reflect on myself."

On the Night Watch forum, the vice-principal published relevant information about those things on Freedom Day.

The dragon that he almost drove into despair was just a fifth-generation species according to its bloodline. Above the fifth-generation species, there were four-generation species, three-generation species, second-generation species, first-generation species, and legendary ones. The four great kings...

And those scarabs that almost wiped them out were just dragon-blooded creatures that had been soaked in dragon's blood.

——Compared to those things, they are too weak.

Since he is also a weak person, what right does he have to look down on those who are weaker than him?

"……so?"

Looking up at the other party, Mu Qingzhi blinked.

"I know that you will not join the student union, so I will not make such a request again, but I hope to become your disciple like Chu Zihang."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Caesar looked serious.

"I have heard from Chu Zihang that there are two specific hell-style special trainings every year. When the next hell-style special training is held, I hope that I can also become one of the trainees."

Mu Qingzhi: "..."

...This was the first time she saw someone dare to come up and die.

"you sure?"

Looking up at Caesar in front of her, Mu Qingzhi had a strange look on her face.

"Think about it carefully. How terrifying will the special training that Chu Zihang calls "hell training" be? Are you sure you want to join in?"

"Of course, I'm way behind him."

Caesar looked determined.

"Continuing like this will only make the gap between him and me wider and wider, which I cannot tolerate."

He was born as a proud son of heaven, and he was always the best one from childhood to adulthood, but only with two people did he feel a deep sense of frustration.

One is Chu Zihang, and the other is Chu Zihang's master...that is, the girl in front of him.

He originally thought that he and Chu Zihang were pretty close in strength. After all, in the duels with each other, his winning rate was gradually increasing, but in that dragon-slaying battle, he deeply realized that he and Chu Zihang How deep is the gap between airlines?

He can guarantee that if it is a life and death battle, within ten moves, he will be killed by Chu Zihang on the spot, and he will not have any ability to resist.

...an appointment for a battle?

God knows how many oceans of water the opponent released for him in the twenty-five games he won...

——Compared to others, this is what frustrates him the most.

"It's not impossible to add you to the training quota, but for things like apprenticeship, you'd better think about it yourself first."

After throwing a strawberry into her mouth, Mu Qingzhi shrugged slightly.

"By the way, you have nothing to do anyway. Help me get the plate of lobster on the table over there."

Caesar: "......"

Silently, he brought the plate over.

But just when he picked up the wine glass and was about to leave, the girl's voice came from behind.

"By the way, when does the dance end?"

"Ten o'clock tonight."

Turning to look at the other party, Caesar raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What, is something wrong?"

"Nuo Nuo, please help me pass this on to Nuo Nuo. It's best to open it at ten o'clock."

As if by magic, he pulled out a gilded invitation from under the table, and the girl handed it to him.

"This is my apology for being the guest of honor before. Of course, if you want to come to the banquet too, that's up to you."

"……good."

After staring at the invitation handed to him for a while, Caesar nodded and then took it into his arms.

Originally, according to the original plot, tonight, Constantine's skeletal bottle would be brought back from China's Three Gorges by the principal, and Old Tang would be led to Kassel College by Lu Mingze and his group.

Constantine will die tonight, and Old Tang will wake up tonight after witnessing his brother die in front of him. The college has suffered multiple damages, and Norton Hall and Amber Hall have been destroyed... But as Constantine was killed Back to the subway station, destiny began to take a different fork here.

Nothing is destined to happen tonight.

...Maybe something more special will happen?

Shaking her feet, Mu Qingzhi threw another strawberry into her mouth in a good mood.

Although she said she was sitting here due to a foot injury, there were actually many people who wanted to come over and strike up a conversation, but Fingel was quite reliable. With a body of nearly two meters, he was an extremely qualified person. bodyguard.

Some people with ulterior motives could not even come within five meters of her, let alone get in front of her.

As for Xia Mi... well, he's fine, he's still eating as expected.

After looking around, Mu Qingzhi found Xia Mi in a corner very accurately. Sitting right in front of Xia Mi was Lu Mingfei, who was also filled with grief and anger.

...Although she didn't know why the other party was sad and angry.

ps: Good morning (づ●─●)づ