Chapter 1045: The game kicked off
Chapter 1045, the game kicked off
A wind and lips, respectful back a few steps, immediately flashed into the night.
Emperor Xu Xuanhuan tightened the girl in the arms and walked straight into the bedroom.
Put the night and lightly on the bed, and pull over the bedding to cover her.
He stood by the bed and stared deeply at the person on the bed.
The deep peach blossoms are faintly floating with strange streamers.
His little fall, he finally relied on him wholeheartedly.
He didn't want to let the little ones down.
No matter what happens, he will do his best to protect the little ones.
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The next day.
In the class competition of Shang Xuan College, the preliminary round officially began.
The parties want to inject capital, or the forces that cooperate with Shang Xuan College, have already waited in the various regions of Fujian and Taiwan.
There are also representatives of other large colleges, all waiting in their own areas.
The entire Xiqiao Square is extremely lively.
Only this time, what is discussed in the population is not to guess which class wins, or which student can excel.
All that was said was the attack on the Magic Class last night.
In front of the forces of the various parties, representatives of the major colleges, and the party sent by the General Court.
A class of students was severely wounded.
Although this is a shame for Shang Xuan College, a shame that cannot be scrubbed.
But for those who are other forces, they are also dull.
It can be said that the people who attacked the class of the demon did not put these people in their eyes.
Especially on the other side of the General Hospital, I learned the news of the students attacked.
Three elders of the General Hospital were sent overnight to help and swear to bring the power of the attacking students to justice.
"The students of the Devil's class have been seriously injured. Today's class competition, I am afraid there is no way to participate."
"It doesn't make sense to participate in it. The Devil's Class is a waste class at Shang Xuan College. It's all waste. Even if you participate, there is no suspense. What do you mean?"
"You can't say that, there is always a dream, what if you have a ghost?"
A laughter attracted a lot of laughter.
The sarcasm of this voice reached the end of Shang Xuan College, and the faces of several elders and masters suddenly became extremely ugly.
Yunxiang ironed his face and pressed his anger and whispered: "President, when the Devil's class is going to participate in the class competition, we should reject it directly."
On the side of Yunhe elders immediately echoed and nodded: "The waste of the magic class, one by one makes people uneasy. Yesterday I accompanied the son of the son to go to the back hill, just happened to hit the waste... by a dozen Only the lower class of Warcraft, chasing the ghosts and crying, and attracting the attention of many people, really give us a shame on the Xuanyuan."
"Yes! After the mountain, yesterday, the son of the gang is crying and screaming by the ghosts of this group of wastes. The noisy feelings of negotiating with us have gone down the mountain directly." Another master opened his mouth with anger.
They are the masters and elders of Shang Xuan College.
It should be admired and envied.
This time, because of the relationship between the magic class, they became jokes of others.
This is the first time in their lives. They have not received glory and praise for their status as elders and masters of the Academy.
On the contrary... became a joke.
"Okay, one person said less." The cloud twisted the eyebrows and glanced at a few whispering people. "No matter what the magic class is, the magic class is always the class of Shang Xuan College, don't let outsiders see jokes. ”
The complaining people immediately snorted and lowered their heads and whispered: "Yes."
(End of this chapter)
