Xingyue Academy: Maiden of Death

96. Class C 3

"morning."

Du Qingling felt refreshed, and seemed to be different, but it was impossible to know exactly where.Just know how to go with the flow.

"Morning, I'm going to report to Class C later."

Holding the lid of the pot, Lu Xiaobao smiled sweetly, the pink clip was shining brightly on his bangs, and he was very lolita.

"Ah."

Du Qingling nodded, and took the newspaper by the entrance, Xingyuebao...It is a newspaper of Xingyue Academy.The huge Xingyue Academy is also a place for gossip.The newspapers were delivered by the hostess.

Opening up the newspaper, I found the photo of the proud girl... The water blue princess dress, the twinkling blue diamond clip, the gentle and sweet smile, which is different from Lu Xiaobao's cuteness and sweetness, with a little bit of charm... It's just that this charm is very deep, and few people can detect it.

The right hand was condensed like an orchid, and water droplets appeared on the fingertip of the middle finger. .The crystal water drops all around added a lot of color to her, like a fairy in the water.

"Principal's little apprentice, a person with supernatural powers of water." Big headlines ran across the Star Monthly, as if people who read the newspaper would miss the news.

[Peak ability, underworld death, who will fight for the front] There are two people standing next to Lan Que'er. Although there is no front page, they cannot be ignored. With black fonts and sharp eyes, Xuanhuangye makes it impossible to test his edge.

It seems... this academy is very interesting. An Suifeng is also the principal's apprentice, but he is relatively low-key.

Wind, fire, thunder and lightning, gold, wood, water and soil, and eighth-level abilities.

The newspapers introduced the abilities in great detail, mainly eight kinds of abilities.

"Huh? It's her."

Lu Xiaobao glanced disinterestedly, although his tone was steady, there was still a hint of fear flashing through.

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Children who go to work can't afford to be hurt. .It's late, sorry.