Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Suddenly, the man raised his hand slightly, and the wide sleeve robe fluttered with the swing of his arm, making people fascinated for no reason.

At the moment when the sleeve robes brushed past, the remaining two men in black robes suddenly spit out a smear of blood from their mouths, and their eyes still kept a look of incomprehension, and they fell straight down for unknown reasons.

The man was so shocked by the change in front of him that he was speechless. After all, he had already seen the scene of dismembering the body, so the scene in front of him could be considered acceptable.

Yuan Xi and Ye Su gently frowned at the scene in front of them, what is this?

Infighting?

Since the other party has already exploded, they don't have to pretend to be anything.

The girl snapped her fingers lightly, and then, suddenly, several people changed back again.

The only remaining black-robed man continued to turn his back to a few people, not at all prepared to continue doing anything.

The atmosphere was stalemate like this, and suddenly, the gentle voice of the man in black robe said:

"Little guy, how are you doing?"

The very familiar voice almost instantly made the boy's eyes moist, it was him...

it's really him...

Forcibly restraining her emotions, years of indifference were enough for her to let go of all her emotions.

If you ignore the slight trembling in his voice.

"Okay, since you're not dead, why didn't you come to me?"

The other people listened to this in a fog, but they remained silent, providing a quiet environment for the two in front of them.

The tone of the man in black robe was a little sad:

"How dare you come to see you, the meridians are completely destroyed, and the spiritual power of the whole body has disappeared. How can such a brother Lin protect the little guy back then?"

The young man looked up at the sky, forcibly restrained the grief in his heart, and his face gradually returned to calm.

Just looking at the man in front of him, he remained silent and did not answer.

How does she answer?

How can she answer?

After a long time, it seems like a century has passed, and it seems like only a moment has passed.

The man slowly unbuttoned the black robe, revealing the blue robe inside.

Taking off the hat of the black robe, what was revealed turned out to be long silver hair!

A gust of wind blew, and the long silver hair floated in the air, making people panic.

I can't help but start thinking...

Such a gentle man, what does he look like...what does he look like?

A miserable smile appeared on the corner of Lin Shuqi's mouth, and he said bitterly:

"Little guy, Brother Lin's current appearance may scare you."

Qiang Mo closed his eyes and forced a sentence out of his lips:

"No matter what, you are always the one who took care of my brother Lin back then."

In the tone, although there is joy of reunion after a long absence, more, it is a kind of unprovoked sadness.

The smile on the corner of Lin Shuqi's mouth finally warmed, and he slowly turned around, with a gray half-mask on his face.

The warm temperament is like exile, and it seems to be sighing:

"Little guy, he's still as cute as he was then..."

"Unfortunately, when I grow up, I am not as soft and waxy as when I was a child. Instead, I have become so... um, handsome, this is the rhythm to grab the limelight with Brother Lin..."

The teenager listened to the latter's decisively deviated topic, helplessness flashed in his eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened:

"Don't call the old boy or the little guy, you were just a child back then."

Lin Shuqi looked at the girl in front of him, she was so handsome, why did she cut off the blue silk at that time...

Pity.